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 Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2016 4:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2016 9:50 pm
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Leeroi stared idly at the wares of a weapons dealer, moving idly over to peruse the smaller weaponry. "Give me some input, bro," Leeroi jabbed an elbow at Guouli. "This isn't my expertise," he admitted, shifting his weight to smirk at his friend, "Knife deserves the best, you know?" Laughing, he stuffed his hands in his pockets, attention drifting to the more elaborate cutting tools.
Leeroi was in a calm state, his lusus noted. Perhaps it was because he was more hydrated, or that he had less sugar for breakfast. Either way, she was pleased with his behavior as he joked around with Guouli, whose company already worried her significantly.
His attention couldn't be held for long, though, and soon his sight drifted around to the other trolls in the market. Sight flickering between the members of the crowd, Leeroi caught only the most interesting pieces. Let them get away. Casualties. What do you think they're going to do?
"What's the hubbub, huh?" Leeroi spoke up, immediately addressing the weapons dealer. He heard the rumblings of something secret, and he wanted in on the gossip, especially if an adventure was involved.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2016 8:21 am
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Guouli was always excited to hang out with Leeroi, even if they had somehow ended up at a village market of all things. Not really his thing, but they had found themselves around means of harm. Just the fact that Hogdad was looking anxious was enough to tell Guo that, yup, they were doing well tonight.
He stood up a little straighter when Leeroi looked to him for assistance. Suck on that, redblood. "Well first you gotta know what you're looking for. The best at what? That doesn't mean anything. You know how many kinds of knives there are?" Guo scoffed. "You've seen knife blocks just for cooking, right? It all comes down to details, bruh. So do you want Knife do be the most stabby? To cleave robo parts off?"
He glanced at the fancier hilts, the engraved knives. Guo didn't see the point of all that. But Leeroi might get talked into making a dumb decision. Good thing he had a resident horror expert along. Guouli had seen plenty of knives in movies and games, and boy were they sure different! He loved rewatching those details again and again. For research.
As Leeroi piped up again, Guo was currently looking at an antique shaving blade. Looked pretty blunt; why was it even among the cutlery?
The blueblood blinked and looked over at his friend. Oh, Leeroi was talking to someone else. Hmm. Annoying, but he let himself try to catch what the other trolls around him were murmuring about anyway. Casualties. The only word that mattered, as far as he was concerned.
"Yeah, sounds like something's up," he butted in, almost kind of literally shoving into Leeroi. "Did anybody die or what?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2016 8:21 pm
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The troll manning the cutlery booth looked up from the discussion he'd been having with the trolls at the adjacent stand. He hadn't been paying the boys much mind as they'd taken their time mulling over the blades. It wasn't like most trolls were stupid enough to shoplift from a weapons dealer in broad moonlight. Now that he was being addressed, he gave Leeroi and Guouli a more appraising once-over.
"Not sure this kind of talk is age appropriate for you kiddies. Don't wanna be getting in trouble with your lusii, now," he chuckled, half genuinely thoughtful as he ran a hand over his beard.
"Ooh then let me tell them!" The woman standing at the next booth cut in. The tealblood looked slightly put-out at having his moment interrupted, but acquiesced in the face of the younger woman's uncaring glee.
"Word on the trails is that the Punishment Pits had another jailbreak," she continued, lowering her volume, but not her enthusiasm. "And I'm not talking, like, some low-priority nobodies in holding crawling out the windows. Someone that was in deep."
The knife dealer rolled his eyes at the theatrics. His tone, however, remained professional as he reprimanded the other troll. "This isn't some midnight TV drama. For all we know there's a serial killer loose on the mountain."
The woman was undeterred. "That's exactly it! Nobody knows who it was exactly that got out. Pit guards are really scrambling to keep things on the down-low. Their necks were already on the chopping blocks with the seadwellers after the last ******** greenblood was practically bouncing with giddiness at the whole situation. "You should be happy, Spiens! Once the news breaks proper, this town's gonna be crawling with bounty hunters. You'll be sold out of tools within the night. Desperate times call for desperate cash incentives. Hunters won't think twice about dropping beetles on a new blade when the Punishment Pits are footing the bill."
Spiens' resolve visibly weakened at the mention of a good sale and he cracked a small smirk. "Sounds more like I'd be catering a knife fight between a bunch of wannabe badasses. No criminal savvy enough to escape the bottom of the Pit is going to hang around here longer than they absolutely have to. I'm willing to bet those hypothetical earnings this guy's halfway to Chittentown within the week."
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 12:27 pm
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Another criminal loose from the Punishment Pits? Leeroi wasn't surprised, but he was obviously intrigued. If they were creating as much of a stir as the last big breakout did, then whoever escaped was certainly a big deal. Leeroi gripped the edges of the table, leaning close as to not mishear any juicy information. Eyes wide and mouth slightly agape, the excitement of a new adventure was stirring up Leeroi's insides and making his fingers twitch. He had to get in on this, and bring this criminal to justice.
He jabbed Guouli sharply, a very quick and sudden movement from the silent, mostly still Leeroi. A quick glance between Guo and Glitch made his intentions apparent. He didn't want his lusus involved, particularly because she would not allow it to happen in the first place. Leeroi wanted more information, but they'd have to play it cool to avoid suspicion.
"Seems awfully dangerous," Leeroi said, trying to put on a charade, but incapable of enunciating his syllables with any hint of genuineness. "Guess we should steer clear of the pits until things blow over? And probably avoid the nearby caves?" Leeroi smiled nervously, nudging Guo under the table so the booth owners couldn't see.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 12:41 pm
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Guouli stayed silent, glancing between the older trolls while they spilled their guts. He was still stuck on the idea of casualties, but even if that was false, a serial killer dude would probably cause more. That's what they did n' stuff. But also...
Guo considered. This was gossip. Real, honest gossip. Keeping it on the 'down-low' yet everyone knew about it. Would be pretty bad for the military's image, one of the most effective things they were supposed to have.
No way that this could be real. It was just too sloppy.
Adults were dumb. But if there were bounty hunters out cuz of the hullabaloo, that could still be pretty cool. And even though he knew better, he wanted to hope. Life being like one of his favorite games? How kickass would that be?
While still considering, something elbowed him in the side. The blueblood let out a quiet grunt, quickly glaring at Leeroi. He caught the other kid's look, though, then after a second, his face went blank. s**t, if Leeroi was worried about his lusus, Guo would have to be super smart about his own.
Parents: also dumb.
The biggest dummy, though, was Leeroi. The signal was good, but now he sounded like a shitty child actor who was better off getting killed by the monster immediately. In the movies, that is.
"Mm yeah, totally." Guo agreed, with a sigh. "I mean, they did say that the dude might be heading to Chittentown, but now I'm gonna be afraid of the mountains for the rest of my life. And we were supposed to check out those cave systems today, too! Are they really good enough for a con to hide in?" He shifted between disappointment, somewhat child-like fear, and pouting, in a way. "Cuz if they're not that big, maybe we can check them out sometime when I'm over this huuuuge trauma."
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 7:57 pm
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Spiens looked back down at Leeroi and Guouli. His guard returned with his remembrance that there were youths present. He cleared his throat. If it was meant to be a signal to the greenblooded woman, she ignored it completely.
"Pits are probably the safest place north of Hemisect now that all the guards are in a tizzy, doubling down." She laughed at the mental image she'd conjured. Spiens cleared his throat again. "See if it were me being a super dangerous criminal mastermind, I'd head east towards Four Fronds. More coverage from the forest. Fewer witnesses. Not to mention those hoity-toity lakedwellin' highbloods aren't nearly as likely to lift a finger if they don't have to. Not like they're strapped for cash or police drones."
Spiens dropped a heavy hand onto the woman's shoulder, which finally succeeded in breaking her out of the trance induced by her own rambling. She gave Leeroi and Guouli another once-over, flushed green, and coughed. "No offense, I mean..."
Spiens saved the woman further embarrassment by ignoring her tirade and pushing her gently out of the way so he was standing properly before the boys. "Don't go sticking your sniffnode where it don't belong. Caves aren't safe any night of the week. Exposure and landslides will get ya just as quick as the grisly bats. Any troll desperate enough to risk using those as shelter won't have qualms about offing anyone that comes their way."
The woman, now standing slightly behind Spiens, had taken on a thoughtful, haunted look. Even Spiens looked slightly concerned when she didn't immediately cut back in. She pressed her knuckle to her lips and muttered, "...It's been nights. Nights without sopor slime."
Spiens' face also went slack at the realization. He cast a solemn glance back at the boys. "Horrorterrors have mercy on the poor soul that stumbles across whatever's left of 'em." The woman shuddered and nodded in agreement.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 5:48 pm
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Leeroi nodded, following along with the adults' conversation. He supposed it would be smarter to go towards Four Fronds. It would provide a lot more cover from search parties and the elements. Leeroi bit the inside of his mouth in thought. He had to think like a criminal to catch a criminal, he supposed, but he wasn't so good at knowing where to start. Especially without any specific information on the escapee, either.
He hadn't considered the criminal would have been without sopor for a number of days. But the realization hardly affected him. Someone crazy enough to be locked up in the Punishment Pits couldn't be pushed any further off the edge, in Leeroi's mind. His mind was made up. He was going after this threat.
Leeroi's attention flickered back to the booth owners. How long had he been thinking? He couldn't remember. Though, it did remind him why he was there in the first place. "Pick something for me," Leeroi shook Guo's arm, still indecisive about what blade to get. "Two things. Something that cleaves robotics for Knife," he explained. It was more work for him, but made for dramatic fights.
"And just, I don't know, something good, you know? Just to have," Leeroi shrugged, eyes wide in his lying attempt.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2016 11:33 am
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Spoilsports. Jeez, adults were the worst. Guouli retreated back to watching, listening, calculating. He only offered a dismissive, 'kind' smile at the greenblood assuming they were from the lake area. The casteist lowblood could be saying a number of things with that, but he chose to take it in stride. Meanwhile, Spiens got a glossy, empty look. Guo didn't give a single s**t about safety stuff.
His hollow gaze slowly sparkled, however, upon the out loud revelation about sopor slime. Ill effects rarely seen among trolls. Guo could try it sometime; trying to force it on others probably wouldn't go well and all (though maybe he could figure something out with Leeroi.)
A live specimen, some crackpot who didn't have a choice. Now that would be gold. Everything was coming into place. A break-out, a convict, an idea of maybe where to look. This part of the movie was the call to action. Guo was super game for it.
Then Leeroi pestered him again. Guouli blinked, but felt his pumpbiscuit flutter. He was a bad actor, but the other blueblood was on the same wavelength as him. This is why they were bros!
Still, he wanted to shut the kid up before his acting could get any worse. "Yeah, sure. Hope you can make your 'bot handle butcher's knives, cuz they don't really make those itty bitty. Chop robots, chop meat, get messy." There wasn't much else to that.
Otherwise...the ball was in his court? "Well, there's the multi-tool army knife but it's not really a knife." the blueblood scoffed while he perused. "You want something neat that you can't get in a kitchen set n' won't be some level of ridiculous I'd say..." Guo jabbed a finger at a knife on display. "WSK." Every letter got a tap, tap tap tap. "Wilderness Survival Knife. If you're up in Busthind, you gotta be ready for whatever stupid s**t might happen." Then he added, "At least that's what they say on TV." Had to keep some level of consistency around these adults, right?
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2016 8:37 am
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"Of course she can handle it," Leeroi sneered at Guo, turning his attention to the butcher's knives. "You know I don't keep wimps," He added. Knife could carry something heavy, or at least be trained into it. His gaze drifted over to the survival knife, and he nodded emphatically. It was cool as hell, and if it worked as good as it looked, he needed it.
Leeroi waved for the attention of the seller, pointing one of the cooler looking butcher knives, and then at the wilderness survival knife.
"I want those two," He said, plainly. Thankfully, his lusus had trained him decently enough to not buy things by just saying 'gimme', but 'please' was still not a common phrase for the blueblood.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2016 12:03 pm
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Leeroi was thankful for the mild weather— his lusus was on higher alert during storms, after what happened when he first met Guo. This thought made him laugh under his breath, and he took hold of his friend's hand, swinging it playfully into the air as they marched. He talked idly, about recent game releases and how he escaped from the house without his lusus noticing.
His backpack clanged as metal thermoses and cups made contact with each other. The blueblood had over-prepared, though thankfully not to the point where his bag was too heavy to carry. It was mostly filled to the brim with snacks, but also a handful of useful survival tools. This included his shiny new knife, which rested in a pocket close to his hands.
Noticing another cave entrance, Leeroi let go of his friend and rushed over to the opening. He couldn't hold himself back from shouting "Echo!" down the cavern, followed shortly with "Everybody goes s**t, ********!". He laughed graciously as the curse words repeated down the cavern walls.
"You've got the flares, right?" He asked, turning back towards Guo.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2016 12:27 pm
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So they were super duper doing this. Leeroi was reliable enough for stupid s**t, and Guo was ready for whatever they might get themselves into. He was brimming with excitement, letting his friend's babble wash over him but not really stick. That s**t didn't matter compared to finding a bona fide convict! jeez! But he let Leeroi hold his hand, and do other dumb stuff in the meantime. Guo wished they could have coordinated a little more on who brought what, but it was hard with their lusii around. He had to sneak out while Hogdad was napping and make fast tracks because eventually that snoutbeast would be out and panicking.
But when Hogdad hadn't been looking, Guouli had grabbed a backpack and tossed in some food (mostly dry ramen and the like that was slightly less garbage than Cheetos), a multi-tool army knife in case they needed to open a bottle or something, sopor patches juuuust in case, some flashlights, a camera, that kind of stuff. He even had some kiddie walkie talkies in case they got separated. And, of course, the flares Leeroi wanted.
"Yeh," he said, watching Leeroi yell in the cave. "lemme get 'em out." First, Guo approached the cave himself. Then, he let out a loud, painful scream, just to hear it echo down the way. As it bounced through the cavern, he took his backpack off, grabbed the flares out of a side pouch, and showed them to his partner.
"So what's the plan, chief?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2016 12:40 pm
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Chief. Leeroi liked the sound of that. Still, he was startled by the question. He didn't really have a plan at all. He could make it up on the fly, he thought.
Hmm. A stealth mission wasn't an option anymore, what with Leeroi shouting down the cave. "Let's just check it out, yeah? Investigate," Leeroi said, walking into the cavern. "Look for signs of life and stuff." The blueblood shrugged as if it was nothing.
"Just throw that flare as far down as you can, and we'll meet up with it," Leeroi explained. "If we don't see anything, we'll turn around and try another one, sound good?" Leeroi nudged his friend playfully, waiting for him to move.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2016 2:23 pm
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Guouli opened his mouth to mention that they didn't have to do that with the flashlights and all. Though, flares were cool, and Hogdad didn't usually let him use them. Emergencies only and they hurt to touch and stuff. So, screw it. "Sounds good," he replied instead. Guo made sure to elbow Leeroi back, a little hard, after he got nudged. The blueblood lit the flare as they started in. After a couple of steps, he flung the bright tube into the cave.
He could run after it. A pick-up race could be fun. But they did need their energy, so Guo decided against bringing that kind of thing up.
"I was kinda hoping it'd be colder, bro. Make you feel the desperation a little more." As it was, temperate conditions would be better for them if they got stuck here for a bit. "Oh, and take this." He stopped and handed over one of the radios. "We shouldn't split up but if we do, we're set!"
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