Master Saboteur
Terry - Eastern Kingdom Forest
When Terry saw that Tibalt was picking up his stuff, some of the other items lying around looked a little familiar...
"Hey, that's my calculator! And my wallet!" As Terry bent down to pick up his stuff, he saw the ring that was still on his finger. He smiled to himself and suddenly remembered that he was in a hospital gown, and opted to crouch to pick up his items instead.
As everyone went through their stories, it seemed like everyone around him had died and ended up here. Terry wasn't doing too well himself, and he always figured he wouldn't make it with his condition. Maybe this was a message his dream was trying to tell him. Maybe he's finally dying.
"Yeah, the last thing I remember is falling asleep." Terry said matter-of-factly. "Granted, it was in a hospital, but still. I'm pretty sure this is just a dream."
"Why does everything have to loop back to YGO?" -Guy who ruined YGO
Eastern Kingdom Forest
"People die for all sorts of reasons so maybe uh, whatsyername, you maybe had a stroke or something." Maryland said, pointing at another patch of ground. Another bicycle rolled straight out of the ground, again transmuted from the earth around it. "So you're definitely something to consider but what's getting me immediately is this is a place we were brought to, because I saw a wizard lady too."
Maryland sighed and bit her lower lip. It wasn't gonna stop her from demanding more bikes but it was weird to think about. "You think the people who brought us here gave me my bike powers or—wait hold on."
Maryland raised an eyebrow and the bike got a nice pink basket attached to the front of its black frame. "It's more than bikes! Is this a John Carter situation you think where we just always had these powers or is this given to us? Wait uh."
She wasn't gonna just let this guy suffer in that nightgown. "Hm. Man, that's rough. Let's try..."
Maryland clenched a fist and formed a white tee, a red trucker's cap, and a pair of jeans roughly sized for Terry. "Anyway. Death. You guys wanna walk and talk on this?"
Edited by Taco on Oct 5th 2018 at 7:14:07 AM
Up on Melancholy hill.
Eastern Forest.
...
"...So...can all if us..." Mason looked down at his hands as he watched her just casually create bikes and clothes. So, he gripped his fists once, unclenched them and then...nothing. No bikes. No clothes. Nothing.
"Well, maybe not all of us-" There was a sudden weight in his hand, and he looked down. In his once bare hand was what appeared to be an old time hammer, etched with...well, etchings.
He silently stared at it for a moment. "...Hm." He then looked up. "Yeah, I'm willing to walk and talk about dying, apparently.
Edited by MichaelDj54 on Oct 5th 2018 at 9:06:25 AM
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
Some Guy Or Something
Clean Up on Aisle Swamp - Julian @ Sepulchrum Swamp
Catching the towel as it hit him in the chest, Julian began to wipe away the remaining gunk. "I'm calm because none of this is rea—" Before he could finish, a femur shattered against his jaw and moss flew into his face. A single drop of blood fell as the wound from the bone began to stitch itself together.
"See? Fake." He threw the towel, now also covered in moss, towards the strange goth looking man before moving towards the sign. "If this was real, I'd be in pain and you'd be unconscious. Now, all you dream types can stay here. I'm going to this castle to see if that'll end this pointless nightmare."
Edited by EviIPaladin on Oct 5th 2018 at 11:15:18 AM
"Evii is right though" -Saturn "I didn't know you were a bitch Evii." -Lior Val
AKA Nixer
Eastern Kingdom Forest
“As said before – last thing I heard was my heart monitor dying. And the last thing I felt was me along with it. Unless ye were suggesting that were a dream as well. In which case, kindly be removing yerself from this here conversation, ordinary person – unless ye have something worthwhile to add,” the snake woman spoke in an almost disinterested manner to Terry, before diverting attention to Maryland and trailing after her in a meticulous, prowling manner – the purple anaconda flowing out of her sleeve and wrapping around her arm, perching its head on her shoulder as she walked.
Again, she seemed distinctly unperturbed.
“Hm. And I guess that's my wee quirk, is it? Curioser and curioser, aye? No matter, though – I've always been the adaptable one. And I'm certainly not complaining either; this place is rather pleasant. And I even have company! Such joy.”
Pausing, she tilted her head to one side and snapped it around to face Tibalt – an oily black, forked tongue flicking out of her mouth in a contemplative manner. With a speed almost untraceable, she was by his side – inspecting him up and down curiously.
“Although... ye say ye didn't die, laddie? Death can sneak up on ye, ye know that? But still... a possibility... Alternate dimension, perhaps?” she pondered, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth and shrugging. “Ah, I don't know. Half the fun though, isn't it? Let's be findin' that wizard lass. Though I believe the term is witch. In a non-derogatory manner. Of course.”
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Master Saboteur
Terry - Eastern Kingdom Forest
"Whoa, what? How did you do that?" Terry exclaimed, less concerned about the clothes and more about the fact that he just saw this girl summon them from what appeared to be thin air. Then the guy started doing it too, and he summoned a hammer.
"Hmm. Is this magic? I wonder if I can do that?" He took the clothes on the ground and tried out his own magic on them, and before he knew it, the white t-shirt transformed into a white dress shirt. At this, Terry smiled to himself.
"Much better. Excuse me for a moment." Taking the clothes on the ground with him, Terry ducked before a tree to change into something more appropriate.
"Why does everything have to loop back to YGO?" -Guy who ruined YGO
Up on Melancholy hill.
"Alright, so, I suppose we can do...crazy weird shit like this now...so this is gonna be interesting..." Mason began to swing his hammer about in a casual way. It was so weird. The hammer was HUGE. By all accounts it should be throwing HIM instead of the other way around. But it was...easy enough? It was weird to explain.
"Oh! Um. I'm sorry." He grunted. "I guess I got caught off guard. Um...My name is Mason."
Is it selfish that I'm happy as we pass the setting sun?
Fwomph
Eastern Kingdoms, Tamien Woods (1-10)
All this talk of death was... Harrowing for him, even beforehand thinking about death caused an unpleasant buzzing in his head and now the implication that he had died was causing him to pale.
"Well w-whatever she is I'm gonna go follow her because clearly we're here for a reason."
With movements that seemed a tinge stiff he grabbed the picnic basket and started trudging away. Okay so if he did have a stroke why did he grab the... His mind buzzed and eventually to settle it down he started to think of the world they were in. Magic, there was literal, actual magic going on, not just from whatever the magus was but also his own companions? He contemplated stopping and checking his powers but there was a more niggling thought.
"You guys think there's fae here? Not like tiny pixie whatever I mean seelie and unseelie and... Is there a third type?"
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Knight Cheesebeam
Erix'aad Desert - Boot Sequence Initialized
This did not feel like the ceramic of a hospital floor.
As the overwhelmingly blinding unnatural light faded away to only slightly blinding sunlight, Lynn found herself sprawled atop fine sand, stretching further than the eye could see. She reached her right hand out to wipe some sand from her remaining eye, her fingers accidentally brushing on where her left eye would be. She felt glass.
Wait. Glass? There should be a bandage there.
Lynn swiped her phone from her bag and used it as a mirror. Her reflection told her that her bandaged eye socket has been replaced with a large ocular implant. There were also some gunmetal mechanical workings where her right shoulder is.
Lynn rolled over to her back (oddly enough, she was still in her hospital garb). The casts that her ankles up to her thighs were in were gone, with similar matte black machinery in their place, gears and hydraulics slowly but unceasingly in motion. She tried moving a knee, to which it responded just like her natural legs were still there.
Lynn couldn't help but release a whisper of stunned disbelief.
Looking up, Lynn noticed that she was not alone. Some others have already got acquainted, and one of them already summoned a horse or something. And one of them was a dragon, which already took off for somewhere. Well, this certainly is no ordinary place. Perhaps the slime-thing and other person could shed some light.
Lynn stayed on the ground, wary that the machinery in her body could be unreliable, and posed a question to neither of them in particular.
"What is our business here?"
Timers to measure time, thermometers to measure thermomets, mometers to measure mom, and measuring containers to measure measurements.
Eastern Kingdom Forest
"So I thought I wanted some bikes for us, and some clothes for you, and I thought huh, how would I get them?" Maryland explained. To her, magic was... something she always wanted to be real. She honestly didn't think anyone would disbelieve if they had real good evidence like this that it was. "So I made them out of the stuff around us. I'm no tailor but I just sorta thought about what I wanted in my head. It's all intuitive for me, like a muscle. That the same for your stuff?" She jogged after Tibalt for a few steps, stopped, turned around, and walked a pair of bikes after him instead. "You got a good idea here dude. It's active. Still don't know your name though. Don't know shit about fairies either."
No Bones About It - Nadia at Sepulchrum Swamp
"...huh." Nadia watched as the oldest member of their little group just shrugged off being hit in the face by a massive bone. Turning over to the panicked wind witch, she said, in her most reassuring voice, "Well, I'm still opting to think this is some form of dream, but if you could just stop for a mome-"
CRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRCK
Nadia's body crumpled as a jaw bone smashed against her eye and she could swear she heard, she felt, the bone around her eye socket shatter. Again in the mud and mire, Nadia weakly tried to open her eye but all she could see was a pool of red; those looking back at her would see her eye socket bruised and a messy tear in her eye reaching down to her cheek. Disoriented, she closed that eye, feeling a sharp pain as she did so, holding her wound with her hand before looking at her palm.
Blood.
"...shit. Shit. Shit. ShitshitshitshitSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT-" Faced with a sudden mortality she had never dealt with, Nadia began panicking herself, towel and book disappearing into the aether as she lost her composure. Breathing more shallowly and more rapidly, she began to hyperventilate.
Swamp
“Hey!”
Without thinking, Dimitri jumped high into the air. Large batlike wings sprouted from his back, and he quickly flew out of the way of the incoming bones/moss. A stray bone did bonk him in the gut, though.
“Oof! First of all, how did you do that? Second of all, how did I do that?!”
He flew back down to the ground, simultaneously baffled and intrigued by this strange new development.
“I didn’t kidnap you, and I don’t know what’s going on any more than you do. Only reason I’m not freaking out right now is because I’m either dead, in which case there’s nothing I can do anyway, or the grumpy old guy is right and none of this is real.”
Well… the other, bigger reason was that he felt happy he was in a reality where he wasn’t just a lunatic. Here, he didn’t have to fight his own brain over what was real and what was a delusion. He was exactly what he thought, what he secretly wished he could be. But that sort of information was a bit too personal for him to feel comfortable sharing with strangers.
“At any rate, I think we should – oh no!”
A look of panic shot across his face as Nadia was badly wounded by the flying bones. Right now, the question of whether this was real or whether everyone was dead didn’t matter. Someone was hurt, and it looked about as real as it could get.
“Does anyone have… healing powers?”
It sounded as dumb out loud as it did in his head.
The Tiny Ember
Technazan, the main City of Erix'aad
"Oi, boss! There be a dragon incoming!" hollered a small green and pointy-eared individual as it looked through a telescope at the oncoming Skyler and Shannon. "Do we shoot it?" yelled the goblin as it pointed an engine-based cannon towards the flying duo.
"Quit yer yelling," growled a fatter goblin with three sets of chins. "I'm right behind you." Taking the telescope from the grunt, the boss goblin peered off into the distance. "There hasn't been a dragon here in Erix'aad in ages- Wait, that is a dragon! What is one of those lizard bastards doing here of all places?!"
"That's what I wanted to ask you, Boss Gum-Gum!"
"Like hell I'd know! Wait," Gum-Gum scrunches his nose as he peers into the telescope, noticing that the dragon is carrying a child, "It's carrying one of them Human children. Heh," the boss simply snickers as he tosses the telescope back to the grunt, "I smell profit to be had here today... Have the guards give our guests a welcoming."
"Aye, aye, boss!"
As Skyler and Shannon arrived at the city of Sandstone, a multitude of Goblins and dog-faced humanoids appeared from the main gate. They all seem to snicker and grin as they watch the duo arrive, before standing to attention.
"Welcome to Technazan," barked a leopard skin colored gnoll as it stared at the duo. "What business do you have with us?"
Were Skyler and Shannon able to peer inside the gates, they'd see a massive network of shops, banks, and even inns laid out within. It would appear that they have reached a market-like and trading post city of all places.
"Believe in the me that believes in you!"
Swamp
When the bone made a direct impact on the girl's head and see her bleeding on the head, Kirsti put her hand on her mouth in disbelief and panic immediately. As she rushed to Nadia to check on her wounds, the wind that has been hurling bones towards the group is now circulating around her again, though this time at a slower speed.
Kirsti tried to rub off the blood and see where were the wounds, even if she wasn't sure what she would do when she did find it under the blood. However, she found that when she rubbed the wound over, it seems to...shrink? She does it over and over and, eventually, the wounds began to heal.
Despite her silence, she was taking in on what the other had said and said "I-i-if this is a dream, then why does it feel so real? A lucid dream? Why do I seem to be able to control the wind itself? Aaaah!"
As she panicked again while she held Nadia closed to her chest, the wind surrounding her began to pick up once more, this time at a speed where it began to uproot some of the weeds and sway the branches of the trees surrounding them.
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Master Saboteur
Terry - Eastern Kingdom Forest
"Hey, wait up!" Terry cried, running out from behind the tree now in a dress shirt and jeans.
When he caught up, which he did so surprisingly quickly, he slowed down to match the others' pace. "So where are we going? Off to see the wizard? Or witch, rather?"
"Why does everything have to loop back to YGO?" -Guy who ruined YGO
Fwomph
Eastern Kingdoms, Tamien Woods (1-10)
"The wonderful wizette of... Wherever we are, yeah."
He sighed and tried to get on one of the bikes.
"Anyway I'm..."
He needed a name, he couldn't use his real one if there were legit fairies in this world who could True Name geas or whatever using it. He could go with something aspirational, someone he'd like to be one day... Ooh, what about Jac-
"Tibalt."
What frick no.
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Technazan
The watchgoblins were loud and Skyler's hearing was sharp. Even before entering this town, he could tell there were people in here who wanted to take him for a ride. The snickering just before he landed did not help. Skyler's familiarity with fantasy allowed him two guess the species of the two races, first would be Goblin and second would be Gnoll. Hopefully they are just greedy rather than dangerous.
Landing in front of the crowd at the front gate, Skyler said "Oh, well I've been flying and this was the closest settlement I could find. I'm guessing this place would be able to support itself with how barren the land is."
Some people say I'm lazy. It's hard to disagree.
Erix'aad Desert
"English... Where the f-" Suddenly the slime man talked, Yuval sighed, dropped his stance but kept his guard up. when suddenly the child just summoned a horse right out of nothing, and just took off "Hey wait where are you-" The man stopped mid-sentence realizing that it was no use. "Well whatever, I'm dreaming, I'll let it go"
Rosenberg took a deep breath, looking at Mark with an uninviting frown. "So, English huh? What are you supposed to be a fantasy book monster?"
Suddenly Lynn appeared in all her glory, causing the tall man to eyes to widen as he looked at her for a brief second, putting his open right palm on the right side of his forehead and closed his eyes, all of this ridiculous shit was agonizing to comprehend to him.
"D... Do we have business here? I was just going to university I blinked for a second and found myself here when I opened my eyes "
Yuv shook his head from left to right, put his bag on his back and picked up his big folder, ready to go out.
"We should go after those two though" Rosenberg said as he just started walking in the direction of the dragon's flight on his own.
Erix’aad
Mark looked at Yuval with a flat glare. “Yes, I’m a Slime man. Glad to see you have working eyes, pal.” He drawled, falling into step with Him and Lynn. “I was as human as you when I fell asleep and woke up like this. And as for our business? Hell if I know. Find out what this crazy place is?” He shrugged. “Big guy’s got a point though. We should probably follow the kid and dragon.”
Knight Cheesebeam
Erix'aad Desert
So it appears everyone here is similarly clueless about why or how they ended up here. Not surprising. Lynn did not really expect much of an answer anyway. They seemed intent on following the dragon and child toward the city, though. The most logical step, she thought.
"We should proceed, then."
Lynn then attempted to stand up for the first time in a while. The sensation of artificial components grinding against each other is truly something to get used to, but her metal legs worked just like organic ones as she got up to her knees, then finally back on her feet. She paced slowly to further test the mechanisms, and while she was a bit unsteady, Lynn just attributed it to her being bedridden so long. Slowly but unexpectedly, the schematics for a bomber jacket-like thing began to stick around in her head, along with a mild but persistent feeling to assemble the jacket. It's a good thing she'd be moving toward civilisation then - anything would be better than the hospital garb.
Timers to measure time, thermometers to measure thermomets, mometers to measure mom, and measuring containers to measure measurements.
AKA Nixer
Eastern Kingdom Forest
Aileana hummed as she once again seemed to appear alongside the others, scanning the treeline as they walked and subconsciously licking her lips at the sight of a small squirrel family.
“Fae are as possible as anything, I suppose. I mean, look at me. None of ye are afraid of snakes, right? Because I'm a walking nightmare to anyone remotely phobic of them. And Tibalt's not a real name, lad. Unless we make this a practice and ye start callin' me 'Nathair.'”
She stiffened up a bit as she felt a new presence slithering out from another place unseen, and she craned her neck at a rather unnatural angle to peruse the source of the disturbance. A forest-green rattlesnake had manifested alongside the anaconda, and was curled up in the opposite direction around it – stacked in a crisscrossing manner over its coils.
“Oh, hello...” she crooned, before falling silent in regards to the others – cooing and simpering to the small thing and being entirely taken up by it as they walked. Interestingly, that spark in the snake-woman's eyes – the yearning for knowledge, that is – was reflected in the eyes of the rattlesnake itself. The way it mirrored her movements raised some questions in Aileana's head, but she didn't dwell. The thing was just so adorable.
“Isn't she just the sweetest little thing...? What shall I name the lass...” she pondered, flitting her gaze across each of the group before settling on one and pointing towards them with a long, pale finger. “Maryland! What say ye offer yer name up to this wee beastie? Her and I would be honoured!” she gushed.
Edited by Enirboreh on Oct 6th 2018 at 12:32:27 PM
bork
Some Guy Or Something
On the Road (Trip) Again! - Julian @ Sepulchrum Swamp
Julian looked back at the strange theatrics occurring with the girl dressed up like a witch. Hallowe'en was for children yet her and that other fellow seemed more than happy to play dress up. Admittedly, it was odd that the other girl seemed in actual pain from the barrage of bone and moss. Not to mention the way the wind swirled around the witch.
Probably not important, though.
"Not that it is of any concern to you," Julain said, as he walked away from the group. "But I am heading towards the castle. I don't intend to waste any more time in this nonsense than I have to."
"Evii is right though" -Saturn "I didn't know you were a bitch Evii." -Lior Val
Erix'aad Desert
Yuval groaned, disapproving of Mark's smarmy comments, pinching his chin as he kept looking forward, something didn't make much sense to him.
The man looked at Lynn and raised his left eyebrow, her moving like that was weird, but if this wasn't real they'd probably both disappear as soon as he wakes up, he chose to shrug off her stumbling movements as unimportant.
Rosenberg stopped for a brief moment, staring at the ground with his eyes half closed, and then continued moving and spoke, his voice was incredibly reserved and quiet, as if he didn't even want to be heard.
"So you… Were human? Are you two Americans? British?"
The Tiny Ember
Technazan
The gnoll just laughed like a hyena before walking towards Skyler and Shannon, just as a few goblins began to inspect Skyler rather than the child in his hands. Hissing at the goblins and making them scurry away, the gnoll returned his attention to Skyler. "Sorry, we don't have many dragons here in Erix'aad. When a rare thing comes their way, goblins can be quite the inquisitive creatures, along with those pesky Gnomes."
"Hogger! Get those two to an inn," spoke Gum-Gum as he moved his way through the crowd.
"As you wish, boss," nodded Hogger as he turned towards the fat looking Goblin. Turning back towards Skyler, he asked his final question. "Oh, you wouldn't happen to have any means of payment, would you?"
Zakuun's Castle
Julian, upon following the road to the castle, would see stone Gargoyles lining up the road towards the castle. Every so now and then, he would swear that the heads of the massive statues were moving, and their eyes were following him. Regardless, Julian would find himself at the entrance of a large stone castle... with the sound of music coming from inside?
Opening the door, Julian would see a bunch of people in strange outfits sitting in pews on the left side staring at him, while small red pointy eared and horn and hoof infused... children (imps)? were on the opposite side with revealing women (succubi), and large burly men (normal demons).
"And who is this?" groaned a rather tall looking humanoid figure, being at least three meters, with an axe by it's side. "Another one of your unruly guests, Shuria?"
The large demon turned towards the young female and petite human
, before furrowing their brow.
"Ah... This is..." Shuria looked at Julian who had just crashed the wedding ceremony, and seemed to smile as a dastardly plan came to motion, "...This is my true love. It would appear that he has come to rescue me from you, Zakuun."
The 'humans' on the left started to cheer, while the demons on the right began to boo.
"Interrupt my special moment, will he?!" growled Zakuun as he promptly stampeded through the crowd with his hoofs, wielding his axe as he stared with heated eyes at Julian. "Any last words, mortal, before I make your lover my bride?"
Eastern Kingdom Forest
As the group walked off towards the tower, the many denizens of the forest were eyeing them and following behind as they got closer and closer to their destination.
"Too ye long enough," murmured the same hooded woman from before as she suddenly appeared from the woods in front of them. Behind her, lay a tower of sorts made out of marble. "I take it you are some of the Guardians that Medan had summoned, no?"
As she spoke, a massive white stag with translucent horns appeared by her side, along with a flurry of other woodland critters.
"Are you sure they are the ones, ma'am?" whispered a squirrel as it pointed and fluffed it's tail in their direction.
"Yes, I am. Would you like to come inside?" she offered the group as she opened the door to the tower inside, that felt more like a cottage than an actual tower.
"Believe in the me that believes in you!"
Eastern Kingdoms, Tamien Woods (1-10)
He went silent for a bit and listened to the others explain themselves. Everyone here died? That was concerning. As he found somewhere to sit on the ground and check the condition of his belongings he pondered his own situation, did he die?
"I... I don't remember how I got here. I don't think I was in lethal peril before the whole like, forest thing?"
He sat there and toyed with the lid of one of two wooden boxes he had gathered to him. Nothing about this felt right or made sense but... There was no utility in wallowing in it, surely?
"... Was she a wizard?"
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.