Welcome to Gaia! ::

Wardwood

Back to Guilds

 

Tags: Deer, Spirits, Fantasy, Breedables, Roleplaying 

Reply ❧ Roleplaying
[FIN] Over the river... [Ilmar and Annelie] Goto Page: [] [<] 1 2 3 4 [>] [»|]

Quick Reply

Enter both words below, separated by a space:

Can't read the text? Click here

Submit

azumi

PostPosted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 5:49 pm


Well, to put it simply, Annelie moving around in a tree without a plan didn't really get her anywhere at all. When she looked back over her shoulder, despite her arms feeling tired, she ....was no where closer to the ground than not three minutes previously.

Oh wait, Ilmar was talking about a plan. She should stop and listen.

.....

Nope, he was just joking around. Jumping into a simple pile of snow? Annelie quirked her eyebrows at the absurdity --

Never mind, he was serious.

"Ilmar, I...." She wondered if it was even worth arguing about, seeing as he was pretty into piling everything up. Wasn't like she had any other ideas other than the ridiculous 'CATCH ME.'

Thin-lipped and a bit worried, she leaned over to try and gauge the snow pile that was to be her saving grace. "Just make it really deep --- AUGH!" And just as the fleeting thought of 'one shouldn't lean so far while sitting in a tree,' Annie found herself falling OUT of said tree and into the half finished pile of snow. Straight on her a**, and very narrowly missing her friend.

"....Ow."
PostPosted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:03 pm



It wasn't a good plan. It was a great plan Come on, who wouldn't want to jump down into a large pile of snow? Hell, now Ilmarinen was wishing that he'd been faster than Annie at climbing, or at least more insistent that she help him up. Would she just fall through the snow and make a neat hole? Or would the snow go PWOOOF all around? Ilmarinen could hardly wait to see.

With his fingers rapidly numbing, he tried to pile on more and more snow before gravity did Annelie's job for her. The tree didn't look precisely stable. It looked like one of those tricky trees that would let you believe that a branch was perfectly steady and then drop it because letting limbs fall off was the tree equivalent of a whoopie cushion.

"Just hang on, Annie. I'll get more sn---! Balls and <********>, Annie! I know my magnetism is nearly impossible to resist, but couldn't you have waited just another second before falling?" ohgodohgod. Had there been enough snow? Once Ilmarinen's heart stopped feeling like it was going to strangle him, he rushed to Annelie's side. All, you know, six inches of the space, considering how close she came to hitting him.

"You alright?" He held a hand out to her. Well, she was going, 'ow' and not 'ohgod, Ilmar, I CAN SEE BONE' or something. That was a good sign.

FerretPrince

Eloquent Codger

9,800 Points
  • Person of Interest 200
  • First step to fame 200
  • Autobiographer 200

azumi

PostPosted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:33 pm


"Yeah.... I'm ok... I'm just going to lie here for a moment," she exhaled, waving his hand away. It was almost like she was stuck in a bagel, or some sick joke of a chaise lounge that propped up all her limbs but kept her a** sunk into the ground. 'Stuck in a bagel' sounded like a better description. Too bad nothing was as soft as the bread-y delectable; she was going to feel this in the morning.

"Next time there are trees involved, you are going to be the one climbing them." She gave a sniff, head still laid back, the seeping cold of the snow actually starting to feel good on her backside. Looking up into th partial boughs of the trees, a light feeling of peace seemed to just float about her. Tranquility and all that jazz. Maybe she'd just lie here for longer than a moment. Maybe --

Wrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeaaachhtt!

NOPE. NOPE, SHE WAS DONE WHAT WAS THAT SHE WAS DONE HERE. Attempting to clamber out of her bagel chair with absolutely zero dignity in the entire world -- skirts flying everywhere -- Annelie grabbed onto Ilmar's sleeve in some panic. "What was that!?"
PostPosted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:43 pm



Well, she said she was OK. Ilmarinen saw no reason to doubt that. No exposed bones or anything. And, hey! Technically, his plan totally worked. It would've worked better if Annie hadn't been so eager to get on with the whole 'jump to her doom' thing, but that was alright. It all worked out in the end. Ilmarinen grinned. "Are you kidding? I want to give it a go right now. That looked like fun!"

Except for the landing, but he was pretty sure he could land better than Annelie. For one thing, he was certain he wouldn't suffer from any sudden attacks of gravity until he was ready for it and WHATTHEHELLWASTHATSOUND? Ilmarinen looked away from Annelie at the wrong moment, just as she grabbed onto his sleeve. He windmilled his arms, trying to regain his balance. He found it, eventually.

It was on the ground nearby Annelie.

"s**t, it's Lucky!" he hissed. "He's followed us! I knew this would happen..." Naw, it wasn't Lucky. Everyone knew Lucky went DRR DRR DRR.

It took a very special sort of mind to hear a noise like all the horrorterrors in the world had gathered together and approach it.

Ilmar had just such a mind. He clambered out of the snow and grabbed a branch. "Come on, let's go find it! Worst case scenario, we just have to run back to the trees."

FerretPrince

Eloquent Codger

9,800 Points
  • Person of Interest 200
  • First step to fame 200
  • Autobiographer 200

azumi

PostPosted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 7:02 pm


Well there goes her support system!

Wide-eyed in some degree of terror, Annelie found that she had basically almost zero motor function. See, she was the type of person who either froze in moments of panic, and displayed the 'if I don't move it can't see me' state of mind, or she dropped whatever it was she was holding and ran like hell. In this case, since she had nothing to hold, and was already flat on the floor, Freezing Like A Moron was Ultimate Defense Mode. And it had activated hard core.

Even the mention of Lucky coming from beyond the Endless Etneral Abyss of Death didn't get to her, BECAUSE SHE WAS ALREADY SCARED BEYOND HER MIND. Wait, where was he going? Ilmar? Ilmar!?

"ILMAR." Oh hey, she could talk. "Wait... wait for me." Oh she was so pitiful, lying there covered in snow, wet, cold, about to be eaten by lord knows what. Eventually she found her feet, but grabbed her friend's arm again rather than her own weapon. Tactics, see: all she'd have to do if they were attacked was get anywhere before him.

"If some Terror Beast jumps out and attacks us, I'm using you as a meat shield."
PostPosted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 7:14 pm



Ilmarinen was already making plans. Well, sort of plans. They were more like 'pl's', because he never finished actually making them. They were mere snippets of things flying around his mind. What if there was a Wolf? Well, he could throw his pack at it and hope it distracted the beast. What other dangers did the forest really hold anyway? None, really.

Well, except for other people...

...

Ilmarinen really wished he hadn't thought of that. His grip tightened on the branch. "Pfff. Thanks, Annie. So glad to know that, instead of being your noble protector, all manly and s**t, I'm merely a meatshield," he hissed at her. "Anyway, this forest doesn't hold anything really dangerous. And we just left offerings. This probably just means the forest is really happy to see us."

The same way that a starving man would be happy to see food, an unpleasant little voice in Ilmar's head suggested. But, since no good could come from listening to head voices, Ilmarinen ignored it. "It came from... over here, right?" He glanced around, trying to figure out where the hellnoise had come from.

There were bushes. There was scrub. There was a lot of snow. But where was the hellbeast? Ilmarinen bravely walked over to a bush and gently pushed some branches away with his stick.

FerretPrince

Eloquent Codger

9,800 Points
  • Person of Interest 200
  • First step to fame 200
  • Autobiographer 200

azumi

PostPosted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 8:52 am


"Oh yes.... nothing says Happy like the cries of the dying," Annelie scoffed as quietly as she could, though she continued to keep her grip on his shoulders. He was her meat shield, or if it made him happier he was her Nobel Meat Shield, but either way she intended to use him.

Bushes, scrub, and snow indeed. And trees. Lots of trees. Following wherever Ilmar went, Annie didn't dare venture near any of them, but rather just looked around all wide-eyed like a mouse. And when he went over to investigate one of said bushes? Oh hell no.

Annie let her protector go to protector-y things, and she held back some several feet. "I'm sure there's nothing in th -- AHHK!"

She lied.

As soon as Ilmarinen parted the branches, the caterwaul from earlier picked up again, and a light hued mass of fur burst forward, kicking and scrambling awkwardly in the snow and twigs. It screamed again, bug-eyed, and Annie gasped.

"It's a poor little rabbit!" Or well.... Poor BIG rabbit. It was definitely not of the tiny cotton tail variety. But either way, it was a cute and furry creature that all girls loved, and it needed help. Annelie rushed forward to try and subdue it.
PostPosted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 9:27 am



The 'noble and manly meatshield' promptly dropped all pretenses of being anything other than a frightened young man. The best way to deal with a danger was to yell at it. To be precise, it was to yell, "Balls and <********>!" and drop the stick.

This was exactly what Ilmarinen did. Surprisingly, it did absolutely nothing to make Ilmarinen feel safer. Apparently he was missing some important step along the way. In fact, it just made him feel stupid when he realized the hellbeast was not some sort of Lucky-doom lurking in the shadows of the forest, but just a rabbit. Just... a really big rabbit.

Who screamed like a godsdamned hellbeast that wanted to consume any souls that happened to be lying around. It was a cute furry creature with sharp claws and possibly sharper teeth and Annelie wanted to help it. Which meant that any comments about 'good eating' would be punished later.

"It looks like its leg is caught in a snare trap," Ilmarinen observed, pointing at the thin rope holding the poor creature captive. "Here, I'll cut it. Then it can probably chew whatever's left on its leg off..." well, he always had a knife on him. Good thing too. "Just keep it from biting me, alright? I like my bits and have got plans for them later. Can't be a bard missing fingers." He knelt nearby and worked on sawing through the rope with a knife.

FerretPrince

Eloquent Codger

9,800 Points
  • Person of Interest 200
  • First step to fame 200
  • Autobiographer 200

azumi

PostPosted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 9:41 am


"It won't attack you," she retorted, but this was no time to roll eyes, and she nodded all the same. Holding onto a huge rabbit was a difficult task though, and eventually Annelie found herself just hefting the animal into her lap and hugging half of it to her chest.

And well....apparently that triggered some sort of STAHP MOVING response from the animal, or the animal thought it was a gonner so why even try anymore. Either way, it stopped moving and screaming.

"Guess I can't be annoyed with you carrying that knife everywhere anymore, can I?" she said, somewhat good naturedly.
PostPosted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 9:46 am



"Uh. It's a big animal that's full of fear and sharp bits. It will absolutely attack anyone and everyone, if that's what it has to do to survive," Ilmarinen retorted. Once you'd been attacked by a creature like Lucky, you started to believe everything and anything would be dangerous, including a giant screaming rabbit.

Although it wasn't fighting back anymore. Apparently Annie had a magic touch with animals. Or maybe the rabbit decided to face the end with as much dignity as an animal that ate its own crap could.

twing went the rope as it snapped away, releasing the rabbit.

"You know, I'm not sure it's a wild animal," Ilmar suggested the obvious. "It might be a pet? Since it doesn't mind people..." who the hell would release a pet rabbit into the wild?

FerretPrince

Eloquent Codger

9,800 Points
  • Person of Interest 200
  • First step to fame 200
  • Autobiographer 200

azumi

PostPosted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 9:57 am


At the twang, Annelie hoisted the rest of the animal up and got to her feet. She could feel its heart going a mile a minute, and it still refused to move....but it hadn't died yet so hey that was good. That and it was nice to have a warm furry thing blocking out some of the cold.

"You think so?" she asked, quirking a brow and moving her head back to look at the animal again. She studied the thing, noting its pink eyes and light tawny fur. She'd never seen a wild rabbit this color before, or this big. It was a little skinny, but not in too bad of shape...

The rabbit, finally seeming to sense that there was a change going on around it, flicked an ear and sniffed more readily at the air. It then sniffed out to Ilmar before turning to wiggle its nose at Annelie's own.

Ok, it seemed to be OK around people. "Some idiot probably thought it'd make a good offering..."
PostPosted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 10:11 am



Being both brave and stupid, Ilmar automatically held out a hand to that snuffling nose. Somehow, it was harder to be worried about teeth when they were hidden behind a pile of fluff and fur. Plus, it really was friendly and he probably didn't smell like rabbit food.

"Or some child decided that Mr. Flopsy would be much happier in the wild than the warmth of a home." ... there was probably no way Annelie would let the animal go, judging by the way she was cuddling it.

"Well, we can't just leave it here," he said. Actually, they very well could. But then he'd have to deal with a mopey and sad Annie worrying about a skinny rabbit in the woods. Ilmarinen grinned widely and there was no force in the universe that could have stopped the upcoming pungasm.

"Lettuce keep it," he said. If you were going to make a pun that bad, he found, it was best to wait until the other person's arms were full of something like, say, a giant half-starved rabbit.

FerretPrince

Eloquent Codger

9,800 Points
  • Person of Interest 200
  • First step to fame 200
  • Autobiographer 200

azumi

PostPosted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 10:34 am


There was really only one way to respond to a pun like that (or any pun of Ilmar's) and that was with the pinnacle of facial expressions: The Line Face.

And Annelie was good at it.

Very good at it.

She was done with this.

"Yup, I think it's time I took you home now, Ilmar." She hoisted up the rabbit again, who continued to sit stoicly in her arms. "Clearly all this fresh air has started to affect you... and I don't want to listen to vegetable puns all the way home." That and Annie was terrible at puns, despite being around someone who made them on a daily basis. Thus one-sided pun wars wasn't her favorite game.
PostPosted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 10:45 am



There was no victory in a pun war. Like the aftermath of a gruesome battle, there was only living with the consequences. And now poor Annelie had to live with the stupid grin on Ilmarinen's face as he realized he was totally winning.

Spreading an arm out widely back towards the city, he said, "Well, let's hop to it then." See? They weren't just vegetable-based puns. They were about rabbits too. Because they found a rabbit.

Not that the rabbit would be doing any hopping. The lazy b*****d was content to slump in Annie's arm like a full waterskin.

"What are you going to name it then? I've got a few suggestions..." like 'emergency rations'.

FerretPrince

Eloquent Codger

9,800 Points
  • Person of Interest 200
  • First step to fame 200
  • Autobiographer 200

azumi

PostPosted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 6:12 pm


But Annie didn't like living with only the consequences (despite that practically being her life's persuit)! Though she especially didn't want to have to deal with that stupid grin on her friend's face all the way back home either, yet with them being friends she seemed to be stuck.

Annelie Cox: Royally screwing herself over in life one bad decision at a time.

She hoisted the lazy pile of fur in her arms once more and turned, nearly over spinning on the ice before regaining her footing. Dignity....it was gone. But she still had her mind-reading abilities:

"We are not naming it Emergency Rations," she poo-pooed, knowing full well what Ilmar would have offered in the realm of Suggestions. "Nor are we choosing 'Basket Lining,' 'Wolf Bait,' or 'Posh Jackelope Decorum'."
Reply
❧ Roleplaying

Goto Page: [] [<] 1 2 3 4 [>] [»|]
 
Manage Your Items
Other Stuff
Get GCash
Offers
Get Items
More Items
Where Everyone Hangs Out
Other Community Areas
Virtual Spaces
Fun Stuff
Gaia's Games
Mini-Games
Play with GCash
Play with Platinum