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snowblindrpg2018-03-13 12:34 pm
zunesareawesome) wrote in snowblindrpg2018-03-13 12:34 pm
[log] Lean on me [closed]
Characters: The Sorcerer Not-Yet-Supreme, Star-Cat, Star-Lord, and the Librarian
Location: Building 318 and various
Date: Day 339-343
Summary: The visiting of Flynn Carsen to the clan of Snow.
Warnings: References to character death, drowning, blood (because this is a scary building), more CW's in ensuing threads.
318: The stench of blood is thick in this garage, with blood long-soaked into the concrete floor, staining nearly the entire expanse. There are empty wooden tables to be sat on if you would rather not sit on the floor, though they've all been flipped as if in anger. One of the tables has been broken into pieces and burned, and another has pieces missing as if someone had begun to break it into pieces but was interrupted. The whole place has a hostile air to it, and the walls sound like they're breathing at night. "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY TWO, CONTACT @LELRIC FOR ANY ASSISTANCE." "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY SIX, PLEASE CALL @LELRIC FOR ANY ASSISTANCE NEEDED." and "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY EIGHT, FOR ANY ASSISTANCE PLEASE CONTACT @LELRIC ANY TIME." are written on one of the walls.
Location: Building 318 and various
Date: Day 339-343
Summary: The visiting of Flynn Carsen to the clan of Snow.
Warnings: References to character death, drowning, blood (because this is a scary building), more CW's in ensuing threads.
318: The stench of blood is thick in this garage, with blood long-soaked into the concrete floor, staining nearly the entire expanse. There are empty wooden tables to be sat on if you would rather not sit on the floor, though they've all been flipped as if in anger. One of the tables has been broken into pieces and burned, and another has pieces missing as if someone had begun to break it into pieces but was interrupted. The whole place has a hostile air to it, and the walls sound like they're breathing at night. "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY TWO, CONTACT @LELRIC FOR ANY ASSISTANCE." "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY SIX, PLEASE CALL @LELRIC FOR ANY ASSISTANCE NEEDED." and "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY EIGHT, FOR ANY ASSISTANCE PLEASE CONTACT @LELRIC ANY TIME." are written on one of the walls.
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To be fair, he would have said the same thing if Peter had chosen arrows, a guarding mummy, moving walls or swinging blades; he can work in a giant rolling boulder. Who probably speaks in a deep rumbly voice, like a bear, so here goes.
"'Hello Treasure Chest', it said when they entered the first chamber. 'Where are you going?' The Boulder hung close to the ceiling where it waited to rumble down when needed, lazy and content in its nest of cobwebs and overgrowing vines. 'I'm going to find the Treasure Hunters' explained the Treasure Chest. 'Oh!' exclaimed the Boulder. 'That sure sounds like an adventure. I should love to come along but I am so comfortable up here. And the Spiders and Vines always make such a fuss when they have to web me a new bed, you know?' The Treasure Chest nodded. 'Of course. I will see you later, Boulder.' But the Boulder called it back. 'Treasure Chest! How are you planning on finding the Treasure Hunters?'"
Flynn makes a meaningful pause.
"The Treasure Chest stopped. It... hadn't actually thought about that! How was it going to find the Treasure Hunters? How was it going to find the Explorers, the Pirate Ships, the Adventurers? After all, all it had ever done was wait for them to find it. And all the maps it knew lead here."
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"Aw, too bad Boulder couldn't come along, but y'know. Can't mess with spiders and vines."
He looks genuinely concerned at Treasure Chest's latest plight. "Oh man! I didn't even think about that, either."
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"The Treasure Chest thanked the Boulder and called back 'I know how!' and left the cave. It didn't want the Boulder to tell the Spikes and Flame Traps that it didn't know what to do. Outside, it sat for a long time, looking up at the sky. It marveled at the stars. It had never been outside the cave ever since it was put there, so of course it had not seen the stars in a very long time.
Feeling sad and discouraged, it called up to them. 'Stars, Stars! Do you remember me? You saw me when I was brought here. Now I want to leave but I don't know where to go! I do not have a map - how am I to find my way?'
And the Stars said 'Hello, we remember you'." Flynn's voice turns soft because the Stars sparkle and they are nice and they have seen so many things in their life. "The Treasure Chest felt really welcome and a bit better. 'Hello', they said again, 'we remember you. We do not have a map for you. But we have guided many without a map before. They looked to us and we helped them make their map. This is the way it has always been. All Explorers look to us and we welcome all Explorers. If you wish to be an Explorer, we will guide your way.'
And the Treasure Chest was happy because it understood. It would just have to make a map itself. A map that had never been there before. A map that lead the Treasure to the Hunters."
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"Oh dude, the Treasure Chest is gonna be an explorer? Awesome."
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"The Treasure Chest told the Stars it wished to be an Explorer. And the Stars lit up for the Treasure Chest, forming lines between them to show the most beautiful pictures in the night sky. 'Now you can make your map' they told the Chest. 'You just have to look where you are and where we are while you travel, then you will never be lost'.
That was really encouraging, so the Treasure Chest looked up where it was and then wandered into the deep forest that surrounded the cave where it had resided. The forest was dark and damp and actually a little bit scary? Wind howled in the big branches of the trees and the creaked heavily with age, cchhrrrkkkk. Hundreds of tiny glowing eyes seemed to watch the Treasure Chest from the black underwood. Many noises filled the air, the shuffling of leaves, the snapping of twigs, was there something moving in the shadows?"
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"The constellations! Yes!" He clenches a fist in celebration. Stars really were the best.
And oh no, that doesn't bode well for the Treasure Chest, and Peter frowns. "Oh man...come on Treasure Chest, you can take 'em on, you've come so far." Whatever they were.
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"These were all very unfamiliar noises for the Treasure Chest. It was used to the howling of the wind in the cave but that sounded very different on the mossy rocks. The forest, however, seemed to breathe with life and movement. But it couldn't turn back now, so it pressed onwards, into the darkness.
Then suddenly!" Flynn moves forward, his arms spreading as he leans in towards Peter. "Something big broke through the trees right before it! Black, gleaming eyes reflected the moonlight and a harsh, thundering breath almost made the Treasure Chest fall over!"
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"No!" Surely this isn't the end of the Treasure Chest!?
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"And a big, deep, roaring voice rumbled! 'Who walks through my forest at night!'
The Treasure Chest was frozen with fear. It had never seen a creature like this! It knew nothing of the outside world, so the forest's inhabitants were unfamiliar to it. This one here was giant, and covered in hairs – like the Spiders had them, but there were many many more, covering the entire body! There was a big gaping mouth and it had sharp teeth, and it reminded the Treasure Chest of the sharp rocks at the bottom of the pit where the Spikes lived.
'I'm the Treasure Chest!' it said and tried to sound brave even though it was really afraid.
'I am the Bear!' the creature growled. 'Nobody comes into my part of the forest!'"
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"...oh, its just a bear? I thought it was like an Abelisk or something! Phew. But--bears are still dangerous, so yikes--watch out, buddy!" Look, he's fought giant monsters with horrible rows of teeth. But the Treasure Chest was in danger so he's still appropriately in enough suspense.
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"'I am just passing through', the Chest tried to explain but the Bear was having none of it. He was old and big and stubborn and he was used to all the animals of the forest being afraid of him.
'Nobody comes into my part of the forest!' the Bear roared again. 'I will smash you into tiny little pieces!'" And the Bear raised a mighty paw to bring it crashing down – it would have shattered the wood of the Treasure Chest for sure!"
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Never mind that was physically impossible. He was sure the valiant hero of the story could do it! And what a terrible jerk of a bear!
"You've literally made it this far! You can do it!"
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"The Treasure Chest scrambled to the side, and the paw avoided it by mere inches. What was it supposed to do? It had never fought before. Others had always protected it - the Boulder, the Spikes, the Flame Traps - but they weren't here anymore. It did not know how to defend itself."
He puts his hand back down. "But it wasn't going to give up. It had to find the Treasure Hunters. After all, it was important, the most important Chest of them all. Why would anyone or anything even attack it!"