welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games

[saddleclub]

Who: Y'all
When: Day 8 noonish
Where: THE JUNGLE

[So there is a mostly unexplored jungle out there.

It seems like a good day to explore it, eh?

Please look out for:

Venomous snakes, the smaller ones will leave you fevered and nauseas, the larger may stop your heart.

Spores, inhaling them can leave you with mild to severe continuing hallucinations

Pollen, it may make you sneeze.

Dark shadows in the undergrowth, that seem to whisper as you pass. In familiar voices...? Or that's just the wind.

Vicious monsters. They want to eat you.

And look out, if you go exploring, because halfway through your adventure the sky seems to open up and pour on you, try to find a safe shelter--if that exists in the jungle.

For those of you not inclined to explore well, you may see lights in the jungle, little wisps, of light in the growth, or maybe it's your team colors you see? The more you look the more you feel practically compelled to follow those lights and flashes of something familiar....

Maybe you get caught by the jungle's dangers, trapped in a cave by the downpour, or maybe you make it to an odd break around a still pond, the surface so smooth it's almost like a mirror. If you look in, your reflection looks back. And it smiles at you.

And if you make it this far, if you look deep into your reflection and let it stare back, you might find yourself leaning down, towards it--hopefully you have a companion to pull you back before pale arms reach to pull you in and drown you.

Even if you're pulled back from the glass pool, a strange dread lingers with you for a while. And the urge to be near others is incredibly strong. Be it their presence or their touch you crave, you need reassurance.

((OOC: Explore, use this an excuse for wet huddling together in a cave while hallucinating, get cool new scars from fighting beasts, encounter the glassy pool, or whatever! Grab a buddy, have a good(?) time.))]

Comments

[crimeson]

[well now that the game is over, Randy has exactly zero impetus to not get wasted! he has purchased booze and is also making Rufus get drunk with him. he's willing to share a bit, maybe, at least within the train.

BUT NOW! there are shiny lights. very pretty. he is gonna wander thattaway, and absolutely get caught up in that cave, super transfixed by the pond.]

[ruinatings]

[Rufus is not usually the getting drunk type, but Randy convinced him so here we are. Drunk and following Randy while he follows the lights.]

I have a feeling this is going to get dangerous.

[saddleclub]

[I guess I'm with you guys because you need a babysitter. Currently more preoccupied with peeling off a few soaked layers to be keeping an eye on Randy and Rufus, surely they can't get into too much trouble.]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ mmm this is a terrible idea. absolute garbage! REMEMBER THE LAST TIME YOU TRIED TO PREVENT THIS MAN FROM WALKING STRAIGHT INTO A POTENTIALLY BAD THING?

so of course she's followed him anyway. second time's the charm, or... something... ]

...You know, at this rate I'm going to start wondering about you and suspicious reflective surfaces.

[nihilmancy]

[Tabby looks tired, and soaked to the bone as she enters the cave, but at least the spores have worn off. It's horribly cold, though, and she wants to find a way back to the train as soon as she can.

She taps his shoulder, frowning. Blue kohl is streaked down her face. What is he staring at.]

Um, sorry, do you know the way back?

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ here's someone who is not inclined to explore, or to stare at mysterious lights that are absolutely up to no good. she's more genre savvy than that!! nice try!!!

she is, however, absolutely inclined to go outside at the sound of the rain starting to come down, because while she is genre savvy she never claimed to have common sense. besides, playing in the rain is fun! ...or would be if, you know. senna's default uniform didn't involve a white blouse. so. there's a bright blue wet rat huddled up somewhere with her knees drawn up to her chest in an attempt to preserve her modesty, all but vibrating in embarrassment. ]



iii've made a mistaaaaaake

[dragonblooming]

[ good thing hazel's uniform has the good shit ] Um - do you want to borrow... my... sweater...?

[saddleclub]

Oh....

[Looking anywhere but like, at her.]

Perhaps you should go get changed.

[nihilmancy]

[Tabby stumbles back towards the train after getting lost and stoned earlier, soaked to the bone in her delicate gothic clothing, and shivering with cold.

And she sees an interesting sight. For a solid few seconds though, she's too disoriented to avert her eyes, and just stares, before staring instead to the side.]

Ah. It's raining.

[cawnflict]

[ "Explore the dungeon after exploring a mansion," seems like a fantastic idea.

Not.

Instead, he's gone out for a breather. However, it's not easy to fly in a jungle, so he's hardly actually done any flying; only enough to flit his way up into a lower branch to perch on. And watch everyone suffer with the vicious creatures. ]

You should reconsider that direction.

[ Well okay, he'll b... helpful. ]

[saddleclub]

[Looking up at this asshole.]

And why is that?

[howlsitgoin]

--What's that way?

[Says a wet dog climbing through the underbrush on an exploration mission. He's using his Chain to take a lot of photos for later mapping purposes.]

[ruinatings]

[So post-game, Randy was sad and dragged Rufus into drinking with him. And now Rufus is three sheets to the wind, sitting on a downed tree not too far into the jungle and rubbing his face as the rain starts to come down.

He was following lights but he tripped so now he's muddy and covered in a weird slightly sticky pollen that's making his face itch.

As you approach, a snake drops from a branch down beside him. But he doesn't notice, because he's going into a sneezing fit.]

[saddleclub]

Rufus--!

[Oh man he's acting fast, no time to warn his brother when he can just leap forward waving a sword at him.]

[unaffective]

A: [ after a few days just kind of holed up in her carriage, heading out just every once in a while, elaine finally just gets restless and heads out into the jungle for a bit, quietly, without telling anyone. she wanders pretty deep, or at least intends to - plans to get far out enough that she isn't bothered by anyone, or doesn't bother anyone. she doesn't especially want to use any magic, but if anything attacks her, at least she can still heal, she thinks.

and then, as she's going, she hears the voices. logic dictates it's a trick, she knows that it is, but she can't risk the slim chance that it isn't - she breaks into a dash in pursuit of the source, and just.

slams right into you. fortunately she isn't especially big. ]

B: [ all of this but instead you meet her a little later on, as she's taking shelter from the rain at the pond, staring at her reflection oddly... intently? ]

A.

[nihilmancy]

[it keeps happening

Tabby was actually levitating, so she tumbles back through the air before grabbing a tree.

She looks a bit out of it, squinting to try to make out Elaine among shifting colors and patterns.]

Hmm?

[batshitty]

[ fortunately she isn't especially big and ohia is fucking huge

so she just sort of catches her, in a way that almost sort of suggests she might have regained some semblance of future sight, or maybe just that she could hear you fucking running ]

Uh. Hey?

b

[cawnflict]

[ He's clearing his throat.

At least he's not being sneaky. ]

[voreaciously]

1. [80H is can be seen doing a variety of things.

You may hear some hissing in the distance and if you part some leaves you can see her in the middle of a...actually a lot of fucking snakes! None of them are touching her, but they are around her. They seem content. She is holding one by the head and squeezing it over a glass covered with some sort of film?]

Do not attack.

[Her voice is calm.]


2. [whoosh sPORES ARE EVERYWHERE! SPORE PARTY! POSSIBLY A DANCE PARTY IF YOU'RE STAYING A WHILE TO HALLUCINATE.]

You may wish to leave.

[she seem ok tho]


3. [A chorus of low menacing growls rumbles in the near distance and 80H is up against a pack of six-eyed, horned sabertooth tigers. She is wielding no weapon, but her stance is relaxed, but alert.]

[ewestmarch]

[You guys are going out into the jungle?

Fuck, that's stupid. Okay.

Emilia sits in the clearing near the train, sewing a pair of gloves that appear identical to the one she's already wearing with a strange, curved needle. Beside her is as much of the content of the clinic car as she deemed practical to move.

Got fucked up in the woods? Here's the First Aid station.

A violet light floats by her. She looks at it like it just goosed her. Go the hell away you little creep.]

take 2

[hissoff]

[ he did see something. and at first he thought that he should ignore it really, it was none of his business after all, and honestly if anyone on his team really wanted to get themselves into trouble it was hardly his place to stop them.

but the glimpse of pink wasn't so far into the jungle that he couldn't at least try to see what they were doing. maybe try to intervene if it seemed particularly ill-informed. if they went any farther he didn't necessarily have to put his skin on the line.... is what he told himself, but

then he became lost. which really shouldn't have been possible as he was certain he hadn't wandered too far, but now...

now he is far too deep into the jungle to get his bearings, and the foliage above is so thick that he cannot even see the sky and,


he just. ends up. sitting down. not on the ground at least, on some overturned overgrown tree trunk. next to a pond. and waits.

he hasn't given up, really. (he might have given up a little bit) ]


OPTIONAL?:

[ at some point he may actually just get tired of waiting around looking for anyone to find him... or rather, he starts to get curious. maybe it's the distinct feeling that someone... or something is watching him, but he starts to wander towards the pond. at first glance the water at least looks safer than the black mess that passes itself as an ocean in this world... and he kneels down to get a closer look.

he's just about to reach out, to test the still water with the tip of a finger, when he stops-- his reflection... is smiling at him?

not just smiling. but at him. ]

... you're not-


[ and then he gets grabbed and pulled down into the lake. fucking bye naan. ]

[cawnflict]

[ He's just wandering. Getting fresh air. Possibly trying to avoid someone. All of that pizzazz.

The first thing he sees is just [idiot falling into the water] and doesn't even recognise him until a few moments later when he's considered the body shape and those scales...

...

...he's waiting for him to resurface... ]

...hey, you're not actually drowning are you?

[ There's .0001% actual concern in there. ]

optional

[saddleclub]

[Look more than one person can rescue naan because this is RP and timelines don't exist but anyway Jusis is lunging into the lake after a dumb snake.]

[nihilmancy]

[To Tabby's credit, she didn't mean to go so deep into the woods. She just wanted to be helpful by surveying the outlying areas. She's not lost. Probably. But she did inhale some of those spores, and ended up drifting in deeper.

So here she is, floating through the underbrush, dripping wet with rain, and quite heedless of the tiger-like monster creeping up behind her as she drifts silently with glazed eyes.]

[bitterwiththesweet]

[ PB is absolutely the type to go exploring the jungle, and she definitely looks about ready to -- she can be found on its edge, scrawling things down in a notebook as she glances around. If you happen to pass nearby, whether you're leaving or entering the jungle she'll be flagging you down, waving her pen. ]

Excuse me! I'd like to ask a few questions.