"...As no-one seems to be willing, or capable, of explaining what happened here, I'll assume that this mass paralysis was caused by someone in our group."
Judging from Finley's words, Mila is a likely culprit. Emotional distress was no doubt a motivator, which is not something I'm equipped to deal with. Therefore, I ignore that and instead hover down and back so that the satchel's strap falls off my body.
"F, or anyone else currently capable of movement, I would appreciate some help with retrieving Cheri Berries from these satchels."
they/them || "Forgive me, regent of queer amphibians" - Lt.BGob[I look to the others: things seem to be calming down. PJ's certainly calmed down from being the swear-bug he was earlier, and everyone seems to be less scream-y than it was earlier...I'll need to thank Mila for that... And she, Dras, does have a point: this place isn't meant to be a permanent residence...more a throughway, I guess, if that's even a word.]
[I'm still breathing deeply; I feel my heart, it's beating fast, not crazy, but...fast.]
"I'll...need a moment. If you could...tell the others...that would be...I'd be grateful."
(I was unlucky enough to get frozen in a seated position while still yanking on my antennae in stress. The shock of the paralysis left me unable to speak. I could have gone through this whole thing without knowing what it was like to be paralyzed. I think to myself.)
(I don't hold it against Mila, though. This whole thing had left her every bit as stressed as I was.)
edited 27th Apr '17 7:51:54 AM by kablammin45
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here.""Uh, Trevenant? The tree Pokemon? And, uh, Cheri Berries from, uh, this satchel, right?"
>I point to the satchel that Beldum dropped. Then I search inside it for something resembling berries.
↳ Redirecting to Mvfl G.>I hold out some large-ish red berries I got from the satchel.
"These ones, right?"
↳ Redirecting to Mvfl G.Dras-Il gives Eliot a look, as if she's not prepared to leave him alone, but eventually nods. "Very well. Then, I shall impart onto you the other important aspect of shadow travelling."
Deep purple shadows wreathe her form, rendering her almost invisible against the tinted foliage. "You must desire something from the world of light, and keep focused on that for the entirety of your travel. That desire could be to attack a foe, but it doesn't have to be. Just so long as your spirit yearns for it whole-heartedly."
"I trust that, for you, that will not be a problem." And with that she's gone, temporarily slipping through the crack between the two worlds.
"Those look to be correct. Please divide them out as you see fit."
Avoiding Finley and Mila for the moment, I head over to Guy and attempt to open the satchel that he was carrying.
edited 27th Apr '17 8:26:42 AM by whizzerd
they/them || "Forgive me, regent of queer amphibians" - Lt.BGob>I attempt to toss Wrench a berry. Unfortunately, my stubby arms don't have much strength and that attempt failed pathetically. I resort to walking to everyone and handing them a berry each.
edited 27th Apr '17 8:28:21 AM by fdiaperhead
↳ Redirecting to Mvfl G."C-Can I get a berry too? It's... getting hard to talk."
Finley hears Wrench and, while he can't turn, does respond.
"I-I mean... you didn't mean it... p-people say dumb things..."
Long live the New Bev.(I slowly let go of one of my antennae to take a berry from F as he walks by me (good grief, it's taking so long to do so), and ever so slowly put it up to my mouth and take a bite)
nom
(It feels as though that I recover instantly and wind up letting go of my other antenna, which snaps up and smacks me in the face)
Ow. Oh, it feels so good to be able to move freely again... (I confidently wave my arms around and wag my tail)
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here."> Oz is still lying limply on the ground. He can't move a single muscle, but he doesn't even bother. He feels that he can't do anything right in this world; he caused the team trouble, he don't know how to calm everyone down while they're at each other's necks. He feels useless.
"..."
⏰ Twitter/Instagram/Bluesky: anzasquiddles. Deviantart: anzahanifathallah. ⏰*I ever so slowly take the berry from F's paw. I slowly bite into it, then start eating faster and faster and...*
W— OW! Spicy!
*Harmless fire streams out of my mouth for about 15 seconds.*
Bleh. Well, it worked.
*I take the berry meant for Oz in my hand and bring it closer to Oz's mouth.*
It'll cure your paralysis. Come on, eat it!
[And with that, I'm alone again...]
[I just...I just want this day to be over. That's all I wanted.]
[What I wanted...what I wanted was that the others would head into town and wait for me, I said I'd be there with them, I'd get out of this. I wanted them to keep walking, head into town, and wait for me, not...stir about, yell at each other, and have Mila paralyze everyone out of stress; they just f**king saw this, they saw Dras do this! And PJ!, PJ even knew what it was, he told us all about it!]
[I want to punch one of these f**kers in the face. I want them to feel it. I want them to take the full brunt of this idiocy...]
[No...I, I can't...I don't know...]
[I settle for wailing on Guy from the comfort of this realm. My hands are hurting like crazy, but I just don't give a damn, I just...I need some sort of release. Worked myself up again with thinking of all this nonsense, I don't need to come back to them pissed as all hell.]
edited 27th Apr '17 9:02:15 AM by BlackMageAnolis
"Wrench, please. E-Especially at a time like this, we can't have anyone leave the party..."
Long live the New Bev.Geez, get a grip!
*I smack Oz's face to me, obviously annoyed, then force-feed him the Cheri Berry.*
Your only crime was taking a hit! At least you didn't die!
edited 27th Apr '17 9:06:42 AM by StarAndroidJaguar
..."grmph!"
> After a literal stuffing by J, Oz feels some spiciness in his mouth, and he thought for a second how weird spicy cherries are (and Berry flavors in general). His limp limbs are slowly gaining their senses again, though he doesn't look like he's getting up soon.
⏰ Twitter/Instagram/Bluesky: anzasquiddles. Deviantart: anzahanifathallah. ⏰

"..."
Damn, he wasn't entirely expecting his words to get through...
"I f-feel like Mila deserves an apology the most. She's n-not a murderer, you know this."
Long live the New Bev.