Beach - A strange sight
Unlike the last time she had used it, she couldn't see anything through the telescope. Well, that was not technically true. She could see something, it was just that something was ...
She took her eye out of the telescope and turned to Sans, saying, "Well, something seems to be wrong ... I'm not seeing anything but red through it ..."
While she pondered over it, she noticed a familiar form a short distance away. She began to wave and gently called out, "Hey there, Cole. Nice to see you again. Why don't you join us here?"
Since he was on the lookout, Sans was quick to notice Cole standing around and when he did, he waved at him to get his attention
"'sup cole," he greeted him, before turning back to Caro and looking at her red eye and trying to keep himself from laughing, "oh whoops, i think that's the busted eyepiece, sorry, let me fix it."
He then quickly changed the eyepiece on the telescope with the other one he was holding in his hand.
"aight, it should be good now, try it," he said.
Cole grimaced slightly on being noticed, but then just waved back, hesitating a moment before started to walk over to them, wringing at his hands a little. "Um...h-hello. I..."
He got distracted fairly quickly when he looked at Caro more closely, tilting his head to one side, one hand moving up to rub at one of his eyes slightly as he stopped beside the two of them. "What did you do to your face?"
Viola I Beach (Rick's Party) I Go, Beast!
"It's not just enough, Seiga. If anything, I'd say this was a rousing success." I applauded her, casually observing the ensuing chaos that resulted from her action. It was fortunate that today just happens to be a day where no one can harm or be harmed, else they'll be harping a different tune when the beast rampage through the patrons left and right.
... Or maybe not. It's clear that most of the people here are not quite in the right state of mind, so they probably would treat this the same way. Nonetheless, it was still quite the spectacle, seeing thee beast bellowing about and tumbling, causing general mayhem along the way.
"You were right, too. We're not the only ones enjoying the show." I spoke, looking at the other patrons cheering at the misfortune of the clearly-drugged creature.
"If you want to keep from killing people yourself by all means. I wouldn't expect you to follow my path just as you shouldn't expect me to follow yours" Sir Redring said, giving a huff and wandering over to beside the slumped robot. "Perhaps it is different in your world, but where I come from there are many beasts and people willing to inflict harm on others who cannot be convinced to stop; no amount of kind words or reasonable arguments would make them stop using force, and so it is only force that can make them stop. And I've hardly the pleasure or inclination to always ensure said force is non-lethal; my first priority is to make them stop, whether alive or dead. I can understand the reasoning for your choice, but I do not agree with them for myself" he explained to Cybersaur.
edited 7th Aug '16 7:44:52 PM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.Beach - Blissfully unaware
Caro thought nothing of Sans' apparently reasonable explanation of the weird thing that had happened and was about to test out the replacement eyepiece, when Cole did in fact and rather awkward come up to them. He then ask a weird question about her having done something with her face.
"What do you mean, Cole? I don't I think did anything unusual to it lately ... " she replied, with a rather confused and puzzled expression, then turning to Sans , she asked , "Is there really something strange on my face?"
Cybersaur looked at Sir Redring, raising an eyebrow. "I wasn't talking about trying to convince people to stop fighting. There are irredeemable bad guys in my world too. But where I come from, I'm able to knock them out and let the cops take them to jail," Cybersaur muttered. "Do they not have police where you come from? There really isn't a police force here, but there needs to be a jail. Somewhere we can keep criminals where they can't hurt anyone."
He crossed his arms and sighed. "Fine," he muttered. "We can forget about the no killing thing. But I still think it should be a last resort, or at least not the first choice. If we can get them into custody and keep them from hurting anyone else without killing them, great. If not... then we do what we gotta do..." Cybersaur muttered. He sounded incredibly uneasy with this response. "Maybe then people would actually want to join this group in this stupid city..."
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.Cole looked to Sans for a moment, then actually leaned down, squinting a little at Caro as he did. "I was with a doctor who asked me to drink alcohol with him and then Brother Marcus said I was drunk," he said rather plainly, still examining Caro's face. "Do you see things when you are drunk? I see red around Caro's eye. Is that normal?"
In the end, Sophie never did get her crablettes, nor any kinds of food she knew, from the Cinema's dispenser. She did get another cup of apple juice though - this time with a plastic lid and straw attached to the cup that materialized. She hurried inside the theater after the others, quickly spotting Jack somewhere in the middle; she headed over to his left, plopping down on the chair next to him. ...Soft, she thought, lightly bouncing on the rather cushiony seat.
Movies were not unheard of in Sophie's world, so her reactions were not as... wonderstruck as Garrett's. She was silently enraptured by the story now playing out, though, as if she was listening to one of the Captain's stories. The Captain definitely didn't have visual aids (and audio, and a giant screen, and squishy chairs, and...) accompanying his tales, however.
Beside her, Jack's wide array of reactions to the movie firmly cemented the fact that what was happening did, in fact, happen to him. The few times he seemed to cringe gave her pause for concern, though he seemingly brushed them off. His last words caught her attention again, and she placed a hand on his left forearm in a show of support. "...Are you okay?" she asked him in a whisper - other people were watching, after all.
"Blast it, what was the channel number again....!" Plague Knight said, trying to remember which channel was used as turning the channel knobs. He looked up to see Q10 vainly trying to beat the creature up. "Forget it, physical assaults won't work due to nothing getting hurt today," he said to the robot. "Try to find - "
Before Plague Knight could finish that thought, Rick shoved some drink into the alchemist's hand and walked over to the still struggling blue alien. Which immediately recovered and continued its rampage across the fleeing or, mostly, apathetic party goers. Any sense of urgency towards trying to capture the creature evaporated at the rather nonchalant way Rick was acting, as well as some implications......
"Mechanical bull?!" Plague Knight said to Rick, stealthily dumping out the contents of the drunkard's beverage without Rick looking. "That thing is clearly a living creature! What in the blazes were you doing to that thing?!"
DAMMIT MARK, STOP HITTING HELPY!!Yoshika came to the pair, her bag by now stuffed to the brim with illicit goods, the majority gathered when people abandoned them to avoid the bladderhorn's wrath.. Giving a wary eye to the alien as it ran around screaming, she made her way carefully over the various passed out people on the ground. "Hey, Seiga," she shouted over the commotion, "I think I've got enough by now! The bags are just about bursting!"
"That's great, Yoshika. What do you make of the ruckus we caused?" She turned around to give it a more thorough inspection, before coming up with "Well, I think it sure sounds funny." Yoshika didn't really have much opinion on the action aside from how it had almost knocked her over twice in her resource gathering journey. "I guess it's pretty...chaotic. I can't think of anything else to say about it."
Seiga noticed she still had the remains of the syringe clutched tightly in her hand, and brought it up to her face to look at it. The glass was cracked in her fall, but otherwise there was a good deal of the dust that hadn't been injected into the beast. She wondered what would be happening right now if she had gotten it all in.
Karma is a concept that isn't followed in Taoism, with them believing in a system lacking any sort of true cosmic morality, but it seemed to affect Seiga that night as it's wont to do. A reveler fleeing from the mad beast was flailing all manner of tentacles as it ran past her, knocking the syringe into her face and breaking it.
The dust sprayed across her face, and she could only get out a loud "Oh, hell" as she unwittingly got some in her mouth. The next few seconds were as frightening as they were enlightening.
Time slowed. The colors around her stretched to cover the whole scene as she turned to look at Viola. Before it hit her, she could only say the following to her companions: "Help."
And then, everything went numb.
The sense of her being flowed out from her, like she could suddenly feel the life moving from her fingertips to the people around her. She could barely call herself Seiga anymore, as the concept of self-being became dulled with every passing eternity of a second. The whole of herself could only be called Serenity.
Yoshika had already grabbed her before she could fall down, waving her hand in front of her master's face. Seiga looked around with half-lidded eyes, drool already dribbling down her face. From her end, she dipped her fingers into the pool of consciousness formerly known as Yoshika, its pleading waters spreading as her nails touched its icy liquid, but for the rest of us she was just lightly prodding Yoshika in the face and giggling.
edited 7th Aug '16 9:04:48 PM by wikkit
Karkat - Back to the Beach
The worst thing about the city was not that there was no explicit way out, nor the fact that the stupid way people come back after dying left them in yet ANOTHER deadly scenario half the time, therefore creating an endless death loop, forcing you to wait until the end of the day for the suffering to end.
It was that somehow walking in a straight line brought Karkat back to the fucking beach.
It was possible that Karkat was simply walking around the inside edge of the balconies, but seriously, did the city shift him back to the beach on purpose? And in the middle of a really weird, incredibly loud and inappropriate party? ...what the hell was this party? There were dozens, maybe hundreds of strange and different characters here, most of them looking like aliens or monsters, and one in particular resembled one of the lusii back on Alternia. It was completely insane, and Karkat didn't want anything to do with i—
"HEADS UP!"
Out of nowhere a flat metal container filled with sopor slime came heading straight for his face, and before Karkat could react, it splattered all over him. He exclaimed in disgust as he wiped it off his fa—oh god it got in his mouth oh god oh fuck oh fuck oh fucking hell—wait.
Huh. It actually wasn't that bad. True, it was fucking disgusting, but he felt a sort of buzz from it. Like he was floating, sort of. Is that what Gamzee felt all the time? Jeez...well, again, it wasn't that bad. It couldn't hurt, especially today, to have some more, right?
15 minutes later
Karkat floated through the crowd higher than the nonexistent moon in the sky shouting about unfilled quadrants and miracles and chess dudes and John Egbert and where his shirt went and blue-haired chicks and other weird stuff, apparently having the time of his crappy life without knowing it. Yeah. That was it. He was high.
edited 7th Aug '16 10:02:18 PM by ProTrash
(holds pool noodle threateningly) Do you want to know what we do to artists?Beach - Connecting the red dots
Sans claimed that he didn't see anything unusual, which left Caro even further puzzled over the whole thing. Then Cole mentioned being drunk and seeing things, including seeing red around her eye, which also didn't help any. "I wouldn't know, Cole. I certainly don't know why you would be seeing red around my eye ... Wait, red!?"
It was then that things finally started to make sense. Sans insisting on her using the telescope, her only seeing red when trying to look through it, the "busted" eyepiece, something red around her eye, probably a ring ... It all led to one conclusion ...
With a somewhat irritated and exaspearated expression, she turned to Sans and said, "Sans ... This all has to do with that "busted" eyepiece, doesn't it!? Only it wasn't really busted, it just had red ink all over it, didn't it!? That's really why you want me so much to look through it first, wasn't it? It was all just a prank ... " She let out a exasperated sigh, before adding a bit more calmly, " ... Does this at least wash off easily?"
Sans began chuckling as Caro finally realized what was going on, he covered his mouth as he laughed although the grin on his face was a little too wide to fully cover.
"hey, i said there was nothing out of the ordinary. considering you've been blushing so hard i'm sure your face would glow in the dark for the past ten minutes, i'd say seeing your face red is pretty normal," he joked, giving the girl a shrug, "but yeah, just rub some water on it and it's done, luckily you have an entire ocean available," he replied, gesturing towards the ocean behind them.
He then turned to Cole who gave him the rather concerning news that he was apparently drunk and the kid was dysfunctional enough without alcohol being thrown into the mix, at least he didn't seem to be doing too differently from normal yet.
"so, uh, you got drunk? why were you drinking with a doctor?" he asked.
edited 7th Aug '16 9:19:00 PM by FullMoon
"I went to Lieutenant Wells to ask if I could help them with their mission. He asked me to use my powers to find doctors for a hospital. Then Miss Tairee helped me get to the library to find people who I should tell about the people who want to revive the demon, and I did, and then I left to look for the doctors, and I found a couple who said they would help, and then I found someone who was like an ogre but nice, who was drinking a lot, and knew how to heal a lot of different kinds of people, and he said I should know what it was like to be drunk rather than just hearing it inside his head, and I did and I don't like it, and I threw up on Brother Marcus while I was telling him about the people reviving the demon, and then he yelled at me and carried me to the library, and then Ben was there, and then Twilight Sparkle walked with me to the beach, and then I thought I should find Lieutenant Wells again to tell him about what had happened so I know if I helped enough, but then I found you and Caro, and you said hello, and I came over, and now I am here."
Strangely enough, Cole seemed slightly better at putting his words together while drunk, as he laid out what he'd been doing for seemingly the entire day since the last Sans had seen him.
Sir Redring rubbed a tentacle on the side of his head, working through what Ben had said since the city had translated it to the closest equivalent in his language. "Town guards? Well certainly they exist, but I hardly expect to find them in the kind of locales I frequently fight in. Besides, I don't think they're powerful enough or have a jail secure enough to ensure the foes would not simply break out and cause more harm. And sometimes my foes are town guards" Sir Redring answered Cybersaur, then shook his head.
"Now goodness, are you really losing heart already simply because I said no? If it is your group, you should set what rules you please; you can't expect people to join if they don't want to or disagree with you, but that doesn't mean you should cave to their every whim so that they would. I've little interest in joining another's group, and if I were to run my own I don't think it'd be quite what you had in mind" Sir Redring said, trying to be encouraging.
Going first to channel eleven Plague Knight would start hearing some chatter. If he paused to listen he might realize that it was members of the anti-human group idly chatting about their plans of how they were going to spend their night. Some were at a diner apparently, while most were at the office building having some kind of party of their own.
edited 7th Aug '16 10:02:06 PM by FirockFinion
You are reading this.Beach - Washing your problems away
Sans was having way too fun with the whole thing, which made Caro become exasperated again as she said, " ... Those are not quite the same and you know it," she let out another sigh before adding, " ... I guess the only reason I didn't see it coming despite you having pranked me twice in a row when we first meet was because you didn't do anything of the sort since then ... Alright, I'm going over there to wash this off ... Be right back." Fried stayed behind with Sans and Cole, since he didn't want to have anything to do with water if he could help it.
She left in the direction of the ocean just as Cole began to speak rather frantically. Whatever this "drunk" thing was, it didn't seem to be anything good ...
Once she reached the water, she waded her way in just a little bit, then while making sure to not get her towel wet, she kneeled on the wet sand and cupped water in hands. Luckly this was not saltwater, since if it was and it was also not a "no one gets hurt" day, what she was about to do would be rather unpleasant. She splash the water on her face and then repeated the process a few times just to make sure. Having red ink running down her face would be not better than having it in a ring around her eye, after all.
After she was satisfied that had been handled, she got up and started to make her way back to where her friends were.
Sans merely nodded as he listened to Cole ramble about pretty much everything he did since they last met.
"you sure had a busy day, maybe you should take a moment to rest a bit?" he suggested, shrugging as he didn't really have much else to say, although he wondered why they needed doctors in a city where nobody can die.
Caro seemed to have taken the whole prank worse than he was expecting her to, especially compared to when he scared her when they first met. Then again, she had a pretty rough day before going to the beach and even if they were having fun he did mess with her quite a bit while at that bonfire so maybe it was starting to get to her a little.
"uh, sorry if i made you upset, i just thought this would be a good laugh for both of us but looks like it only worked for me," he said, sounding genuinely apologetic.
Viola I Beach (Rick's Party) I The Unwanted Cupid
Alas, even more unexpectedly, Seiga had, for one reason or another, accidentally caught whiff of the remnants of the substance from the syringe. Realizing what this meant, I let out a slight "Huh," before she turned back to me and requested for my aid.
... But to no avail, as she was suddenly hit full force by the effects of the drug, now completely different from the composed necromancer that I knew of. So I stood there, unsure of what to do beyond looking at her helpless state. Even her familiar was worried and caught her before she fell. I simply shook my head and, in a rare act, tried to console her. "Worry not. She's an immortal and your master, after all. I doubt a few simple dose of that will-" Suddenly, she came to, drooling and poking Yoshika in the face while giggling to herself, her expression is already that of a typical addict.
"... Nope. She's a lost cause. Forget about her." I concluded and sigh, making a note to never went anywhere near these things in the future, if I can help it.
And suddenly, from another part of the party, I saw a very familiar, very happy-go-lucky troll shouting at the top of his lungs about all sorts of nonsense that I couldn't make out, all the while remaining disturbingly shirtless. I would've wondered why, but seeing Seiga's current state after whiffing a small dose of that and at what sort of party we are at, it doesn't take much to guess.
So two of my closest friends are knocked out on the same time at the same day and all conveniently located at the very same party within this huge City. What are the odds? Who knows what would've happened if the two of them meet at this conditio-
Wait a minute...
"HEY, KARKAT!" I shouted at the troll, trying to get his attention(which would prove surprisingly difficult, given the sound of the music and the general merriment of everyone at the party). "OVER HERE!" Hoping that he gets the message, I then looked back at Yoshika. "Worry not. I know of someone that could help." I assured her, in a confident smile.
edited 7th Aug '16 10:17:27 PM by JustSomeGuy732
Karkat - Rick's Party
While Karkat continued to mumble about who knows what, a familiar voice caught his attention. Over the blaring music and just the overall loudness from the party goers he heard Viola calling his name and gesturing for him to come over. Completely unaware of the fact that this lady shoved him into the water twice, he stumbled towards her. HEEEEEEEEEEY, VIOLA! he drawled. HEY, HEY, GUESS WHAT. I JUST TRIED SOME SOPOR SLIME AND IT WAS MOTHERFUCKING GREAT. LIKE, I THOUGHT I WOULDN'T LIKE IT, BUT I DO, SO. YEAH. ANYWAY, HOW'S IT GOING WITH YOU?
(holds pool noodle threateningly) Do you want to know what we do to artists?Beach - Actually pretty funny
It seemed that taking the time to wash herself on the water had one more effect than intended. As if the water had almost literally cooled her off, as she made her way back to Sans, she realized that she probably shouldn't have been short over the whole prank. After all, in the end, it was pretty harmless and light-hearted and Sans was probably only trying to lighten the mood a bit more after all they had went through and she couldn't fault him for that.
What Sans said when she got back and probably specially the way he said on reinforced the whole idea more. So it was with a sheepish and apologetic smile that she said, "That's OK. I probably shouldn't have been so short over it regardless. It has been a pretty rough day, but that's not really a excuse ... You probably only meant to make us both feel better after all we went through and well ... " She then offered him a small but warm smile as she continued, "I have to admit that was all really clever and also ... Pretty funny now that I had time to think about it," giggling a bit at the last bit as if to prove it. She then eyed the telescope once more before asking, "I take that's back to normal now?"
She then glance at Cole as he spoke awkwardly and while smiling warmly, she said, "You don't really have to go, Cole. You can stay and have fun with us if you want to."
edited 7th Aug '16 10:38:05 PM by JamesShields

"Uh... okay." Morty stared up at the robot, wondering just how a robot got drunk anyway, and how Rick had managed to expertly whip up the glowing pink concoction that he had served to a few other mechanoids passing through anyway - by the looks of it, the big green robot had already fallen apart, and another robot in the background was currently chugging his way through what looked like the pink liquid, spiked with liquid from a can of "Fortran's".
"I mean, uh, I saw him go that way and- and- oh holy shiiiiiii-" Whatever Morty was going to say next note dissolved into a scream as Plague Knight taclked him and something huge and blue and discordant ploughed its way through the concessions table before stumbling, trying to regain its ground.
"What the hell?!" screamed Morty, earning him the looks of a few other partygoers. Somewhere in the back, there were a few unsteady whoops and cheers from patrons either too far gone or not empathetic enough to recognize this as an appalling act of animal cruelty and not, say, a fun and entertaining way to spice up a party that was already in full swing.
"I mean... *urp* what? It's not like I'm talk about- I'm talking about weapons of mass destruction here, Gon, beam weapons are, like they're like dumb little baby popguns compared to some of the shit I pull when I feel like it." Rick grabbed some rainbow powder off a table, sprinkled into his martini, and watched idly as the drink began to pulse all the colours of the spectrum. "Look, you know what I do back home? I make weapons to - for- I make weapons for guys like you, guys with way better... look, you ever try to assassinate a living pile of radioactive sludge from the Quanbyglom cluster? It's not fucking easy. It's not like *urp* it's not like takin' out a hit on some dumbass human who probably couldn't cross the street without- without..."
Rick trailed off as he heard the sounds of screaming, crashing, and what sounded alarmingly like a bad bagpiper running amok a few meters off.
"Look, I gotta take care of something."
"Woah!" Rick shoved his drink into Plague Knight's hand as he staggered over and took in the damage; the alien was trying to get up on its feet, gills wheezing air as it flared its biolights and began staggering around. "What- I mean, uh, what's going on?" Rick stared at Plague Knight for a few seconds, as though he was trying to remember who he was.
"Oh. Uh, Plague Knight, yeah. Yo. Welcome to the *urp* party, c'mon in." He tossed a can of beer in Plague Knight's direction before turning his attention back to the alien. "I mean, uh, w-what happened here, huh? D-d-*urp* did you, you pissed him off, didn't you, Morty? You pissin' off aliens again, Morty?"
"W-what're you lookin' at me for, Rick, huh? I-I-I didn't do nothin', I was just minding my business and - I mean, I dunno even what this thing is, it just kinda ran at me and-"
"Well, I mean - I mean it's still kicking, right?" Rick lightly slapped the animal's haunch. "Mechanical bull's still kickin' guys! False alarm!" As if on cue, the alien wheezed at him, then ran headlong into the stage, knocking over some of the speakers and prompting the sound system to abruptly change songs in what could only be described as an immensely fortunate collision, to an upbeat mariachi tune
. Clearly unnerved by the blasts of sound, the creature squealed again, racing around the party and attempting to trample whoever got in its way. A few people screamed and ran for it note , a few people applauded and cheered note at the unexpected addition of a floor show.
"Happy Fourth of July!" yelled someone from a few feet away, who apparently thought that this was a good thing to say under the circumstances.
edited 7th Aug '16 7:12:50 PM by Locoman