Character Name:Cyan Current Square: 4 to 5 Response:
Cyan and Honey continued eastward, but soon enough the two companions found themselves waist-deep in the long grass. Cyan could tell that she was putting further and further distance between her and her fellow search party. Another careful glance over her shoulder told her that if she wandered anymore eastward that there was a good chance that the hybrid would separate herself from the group permanently. But what if Peter had come this way? What if he had gotten lost by following this exact path? Cyan had to take her chances and continue along the path she had already decided on.
Honey, on the other hand, seemed a little concerned. Their wings were fluttering away and the flitterat was squeaking as if to warn Cyan not to go that way. Why? What would happen if she did? Or, was it less of a warning and more of a “you’re going the wrong way, dumb a**!”
If it was the latter, Cyan would have been amused. But for now there was no way to tell. All Cyan could rely on was action and her gut. Her intuition never steered her wrong before. She could always double back if things got dangerous. Sure, the field was vast and the party now spread out ... but most of them were within ear shot. How dire could the situation really get?
No, no. Cyan couldn’t get presumptuous. This was after all a mission. One too many times these kinds of search parties ended in disaster. Cyan had seen her fair share of death and murder to know that this story could have a very sad ending indeed. But Cyan couldn’t tell the search party that ... the hope that they could find and save someone was what fueled many of the people around her. But Cyan was not so optimistic.
wc: 306
Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 12:42 pm
Character:Devon Current Square: 2 to 3 Response:“Correct, that is indeed my name.” Devon listened as the professor spoke to him about splitting up to explore further. It was the end goal of the trip to find the professor Horn, or clues to whereabouts, so that made sense. They did wish that someone had thought to organize people into pairs for this. If someone fell and broke their ankle, it would be difficult for them to get help if there was no one around them to seek help. They frowned before nodding slowly. This wasn’t their trip. They weren’t in charge. They only needed to worry about helping out once things had happened. “I am not much of an explorer, but yes. I shall keep keep on the lookout.”
They shifted their bag to the other other shoulder as they continued walking- it was slowly feeling heavier and heavier as he went along. It was probably going to feel like it was full of rocks by the end of the day. They sighed, wondering if this trip was poor choice on their part. Too late to back out now.
They stopped, listening to the rustling of the grass. It took them a few minutes to spot the flutterats playing among the flowers. They had to admit that it was a very adorable sight to happen on. A small smile curled at the corners of their mouth as one approached them. “So you want to go with me? You are more than welcome to, but I promise you at some point, someone will inevitably make a joke with about a lab rat.” They chuckled as the lifted the small creature up and placed it on their shoulder.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 2:56 pm
Prompt for Square 3
You come across a few abandoned pages - they're blank, but after flipping through a few pages you notice something slip out. It's a beautifully pressed flower!
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Prompt for Square 7
It's hard to resist running through these meadows with your arms outspread, singing a show tune.
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Lady Angel Heart
Prompt for Square 5
Just as it seems you're going to get lost in the thick flowers, you are greeted with the relief of fresh air. A small clearing is in front of you, with a few lush trees growing here and there. Spread across the ground are various cups and mugs, most likely abandoned by the first expedition team after they rested here. May as well take a mug - maybe you'll find its owner or, far more likely, someone will suddenly offer you a spot of tea.
take one!
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Prompt for Square 17
You've found yourself to the top of a small foothill with scattered flowers, something of a relief after all the ones you've walked through. Looking around from your slight vantage point, you can see the beautiful landscape around you. It's so sickly sweet... like a pot of honey.
Latros watching with amusement at the ladybug crawling up their twin’s ear, reaching out to poke it with a claw when it suddenly departed for the next field with the flick of Lycos’ ear. Well, it probably would have more fun over there anyway, all Latros was going to do was poke at it, and not many things seemed to appreciate that for some reason…
As they made their way further east, the group stumbled upon a nest of flitterats playing in the field. They crouched down to watch in fascination, when one of the flitterats launched themselves at the hybrid, clinging to a tail and working up to their shoulder. Latros was a bit surprised, but gave the familiar a fanged grin and winked a few eyes at them. ”Is that how it is then? Wanna go on an adventure with us?” They giggled as the flitterat nuzzled into their cheek and set off to follow the other two, who seemed to also have picked up a companion. Was this how adventures normally went?
”Yeah, we gotta get our degrees! Though uh...we can see if Clare will give you one since we’re on the same team I guess…” That wouldn’t stop them from trying to be first of course! But it seemed fair enough. The flitterat chittered something and they perked up an ear to listen for a moment. ”What are we gonna do with you anyway? Maybe I’ll call you Buggy!” Latros seemed happy with this choice, but the flitterat nipped their neck in protest.
Character:Maarika Current Square: 7 to 8 Response: "As mentioned before, you do realize degrees aren't usable for direct trade, right? They'll just help you get a job. And besides, I already have a degree in enchanting. I am not here for a degree. I am here to help, and to find inspiration. Also, 'not allowed' to find things first?" She had noticed the probable disgust, and the way they spoke to her... And the fact that he had ruined her shot, even though she had LET HIM KNOW... She began to find Lycos less than pleasant, honestly. No one told her what to do, as long as she was not breaking the law. "That's really not how this works. If you're that desperate to find things 'first', you should be ahead of me, or going your own way."
She sounded honestly disappointed, as if she had had hopes of a friendly and enjoyable time, but the way Lycos was making her feel, like she was DISGUSTING for being friendly and treating them as potential allies or friends, hurt, especially when she did want to work with them. And Latros, even if they were confused about all this, about what degrees were for and all, made this even more unpleasant because she liked them. But they seemed to come paired with their judgmental sibling.
No one had gazed at her in disgust in years. It actually was making her crawl, inside, because it reminded her of her grandparent, that jerk who had judged everything she did, and now she was going that same feeling again. "I am going west, now. If you wish to continue to accompany me, you are welcome, but I can't promise I won't find things first." (WC: 282)
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 4:23 pm
Character:Coralynne Current Square: 17 to 18 Response: Well that was a bust, Coralynne though as she got up form the ground. No luck had come form this last grid she had been searching. Looking around the meadow she could see that she had increased her elevation and was able to see the beautiful landscape of the meadow. One could even stay this meadow was like a bowel full of honey. Taking a deep breath of the overly sweet floral smell, Coralynne really did see the beauty of the world before her.
Sitting back down, Coralynne laid back and looked up into the blue sky. An occasional cloud pasted as she laid there, and she tried to imagen the type of animals just one looked like. She wasn't just lay back to lay back though she was also giving her back a much needed break and her mind a rest. Closing her eye for a moment she tried to imagen where the doctor could have gone to and why he went there. This isn’t helping or working, her muse commented with a roll of her eyes.
Sitting up and looking around a moment more, Coralynne could disagree with her muse on that one. “Ok, Ok, back to work I go,” she said as she stood up. Brushing the earth form her now plant stained knees, Coralynne decided to head to the right of her current location. Maybe she would find something if she headed straight for a couple of times. Moving to the next grid she really hoped a clue or something would be found here.
Alright. Maybe coming this way wasn't the best decision after all. The grass only seemed to get taller and taller, and the voices of her search party became even fainter with each step forward. Honey, on the other hand, seemed quite pleased with this choice of direction. Cyan decided to stick with it until eventually, the thicket began to grow sparse once more. After a little more walking, Cyan was surprised to come across a clearing littered in discarded mugs and cup of various shapes and sizes. What in the ...
What the ******** is going on with this place? Why is there just a bunch of random a** mugs lying around?
Were they from the first wave? Or ... from someone else? It didn't seem right that so many cups were left just abandoned in an open clearing. Who would be so careless as to litter that much? Were they really so stupid? Maybe they deserved to be lost.
Bending down Cyan plucked the pink mug up, examining it by flipping it upside and looking for an engraving in the pottery, or some kind of stamp. The only thing Cyan found was a maker's mark, but nothing else that really indicated anything of significance. All the same, Cyan would take the mug with her, just incase it served a purpose later.
Honey, in their excitement, hopped down from Cyan's shoulder and in to the empty mug in her hands, squeaking away as if Cyan could understand flitterat. Honey was such a damn dope.
Even if the mug proved to be entirely useless, Cyan could claim it a souvenier. She could give it a wash on the way back and gift it to Marie and say "I was thinking of you, baby. You would look so cute drinking out of this, so I scooped it for you". Marie didn't need to know it probably belonged to some now dead person. Minor detail. Not worth mentioning at all.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 6:16 pm
Character:Raspbina Luckwyn Current Square: 2 to 3 Response:Despite not particularly liking flowers, the little yellow flitterat that nosed its way over to her was insistent that she take it along with her for whatever this adventure was. "Well, fine," she muttered to it and let it perch on her shoulder. "Maybe you'll be helpful when I get back to the garage." She chuckled softly and scritched its head. By the flutter of its wings, it seemed to like that. Maybe she would let Misty name it when she got home.
Raspbina looked over at the one she had picked as her adventure companion and wondered if he would mind. She hated to be alone, but would never say as much out loud. "So what's your name?" she asked him. "I'm Raspbina. My little sister calls me Razz, though."
Character:Kerrick Current Square: 2 to 3 Response:
Kerrick turned his attention to the female who was speaking to him, he sized her up for a potential target. Something about her made his senses go off. He instantly knew this one was dangerous. Smirking he thought that made it all the sweeter whey he helped her burden of those belongings she had hidden. His instincts never steered him wrong before and he was certain she would be a challenge.
Wondering what this place had in store for him he began walking towards another grassy area looking for anything to give him a clue as to what happened to that expedition. It was so mysterious one moment they were there the next gone, as if never existed at all.
His eyes wandered over the flowers, the soft ground looking for anything out of place. Nothing really stood out to him, but then again looks can be deceiving. He poured all his attention into looking he did not pay attention to the female at all. For some odd reason that made him smile, making her mad seemed like the right thing to do. Why? He had no clue but he sensed this to be what he needed to do.
The flitterrat he saw a few moments ago skittered down and ran over to a bright red flower and began sniffing it. Laughing at the familiars antics he noticed a shine he had not before. It may have been a trick of light but he moved over to check it out.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 7:15 pm
Character:Lycos Current Square: 7 to 12 Response: "Good idea." Lycos had no qualms with taking the idea that they needed to cover more ground, and to do that they needed to not be a group of three. Two, maybe? But going off on their own without Latros was a frightening thought, and they gently tugged their twins' shirt sleeve in a silent question. There was no way that everyone staying together as a unit would help look for clues, and if they wanted to be the first, they had to be away from everyone else.
Their new little companion seemed to agree, as it decided to leap off of Lycos' shoulder and back down on the ground, in a direction that...honestly, seemed to be at random. It squeaked and squeaked and squeaked, running around in a circle a few times. Kneeling down, Lycos watched the strange little dance, nodding their head a few times as if they were understanding the little thing.
"Uh-huh. Yeah. Right. Okay, so, yeah, Butters says we should go that way, Latros." They quickly thought up a name for their own little rat, pointing further north.
"And since you--" Lycos referred to the baphomet with a still-gleeful and playful smile, "...uh...Don't wanna..." Their smile wavered as a feeling of unease washed over them, something that didn't belong while they're in the middle of a field of flowers!
"...We're gonna go find the guy!" they declared as they started walking! Maybe he was shrunk? Maybe he was invisible? All of their theories were odd and highly improbable, but...Lycos liked to think beyond the web most times.
You come across a few abandoned pages - they're blank, but after flipping through a few pages you notice something slip out. It's a beautifully pressed flower!
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Prompt for Square 7
It's hard to resist running through these meadows with your arms outspread, singing a show tune.
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Prompt for Square 8
You come across a suspicious patch of plain grass, with one single, vivid flower growing in the middle, swaying lightly in the breeze. As you go to inspect the flower you feel a crunch under your foot - small, cracked bones are buried in the soft grass. Looking closer at the ground in the clearing, there a small piles of bones scattered everywhere. Perhaps it would be best to leave the flower alone.
You have found a Clue!
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Prompt for Square 10
This corner of the meadow seems particularly lush, with the tall grass and flowers growing nearly as high as your chin. Beautiful but itchy.
Embi-lamb
Prompt for Square 12
There's a page of completely flat flowers sitting amongst the others. It looks like it has been preserved between some parchment. Who would have pressed it? Better keep it just in case.
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Prompt for Square 18
You've strayed into a very small forest that stand near the middle of the meadows. It is only a few trees deep and, at the very centre, there is a fairy ring of mushrooms growing. Something tells you that it wouldn't be wise to lick one of these mushrooms. In the middle of the ring, there is a clear indent in the grass; it looks like something heavy has been placed here before.
Welp, this wasn't quite what Cyan had expected. When she left the clearing she had expected that she'd end up in maybe finding some campsites or something of more use she could pilfer through. Instead, Cyan was now up to her chin in grass.
Sigh. Cyan could practically imagine the look on Marie's face. Honey, on the other hand, did not remotely attempt to conceal their enjoyment, their beady little eyes filled with pleasure as they squeaked delightedly at Cyan's dismay.
Yah, yah. Laugh it up, squeakers. You won't be laughing if I trip and pitch you outta this damn here mug and it shatters along with your bones.
Cyan did not voice such thoughts, merely nibbled her upper lip with her tusks in self-restraint. Damn it, why'd she have to be such a shorty!? Cyan's height got in the way of things constantly, but being in a sea of itchy overgrowth was not something she ever imagined her squatness would cause her to experience. Yet, here she was. Just moooooseying along. All by her lonesome. If the grass got any thicker she'd for sure end up getting swallowed alive. Then people would have to come and find her!
Gods, she was hungry .... wasn't there some food around here? Cyan had stoopidly forgotten to eat before they disembarked, and now even the strange but beautifully coloured flowers were looking just like her cup of tea.
Cyan's eyes darted down towards Honey and the handmade mug and smirked.
Character:Raspbina Luckwyn Current Square: 2 to 3 Response:"Not talking to me now?" she asked him and arched a brow. He seemed to be smiling, though, so what was going on? Bending, she picked up a couple of pieces of paper that seemed to be stuck together. Maybe it was a clue? She looked through the pages curiously, looking for anything that might help. Instead she found some dried flowers that fell out.
"What's this?" she wondered out loud. "Did you find anything?" she asked Mr. Cute and Quiet. She examined the flowers carefully, not wanting to destroy the dried petals. They didn't seem particularly interesting or even like they might be a clue. Whatever. She tucked them in her hair between her pencil and her wrench. "Think we're gonna find anything around here?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 9:08 pm
Character:Kerrick Current Square: 3 to 8 Response:
Kerrick watched out of the corner of his eye as the female who was beginning to irritate him found some paper that he had missed due to her. He was looking but not really seeing what was in front of him and quite frankly it was beginning to annoy the heck out of him. He came here to do some sneaky stuff, steal a few trinkets, maybe a wallet or piece of jewelry or two or ten. The last thing he needed was some sexy red headed female interrupting his plans.
He stood up sharply and shook his head. I thought she is sexy? Uhh oh no, no no no! Been there done that no way I am falling for that trick again. I learned my lesson the hard way! with that he grunted and noticed a piece of paper off to his left, thankful for anything for him to do he reached for it and in his haste tore it almost in half but it was more than one page! Lucky for him the treasure inside was unscathed and he held it in his hands wondering where he can put it. Looking about for something he realized he had no choice but to fold it up in the papers and stick it in his pocket.
He turned to her as she had spoken but he had ignored her until he had nothing else to look for in this small patch of green grass. Tilting his head to the side he realized her face gave away more information then she intended. "Hmmmm...this can be interesting. Make a cat and mouse game out of the adventure" he thought to himself. He smiled, but no ordinary smile he smirked that sly I know you like me smile and waited.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 10:26 pm
Character:Devon Current Square: 3 to 4 Response: Devon scritched the head of their new flutterat companion as they walked forward. This meadow was so large and they could see everyone scattering out along it’s expanse. Some people were even so far out, that they were sure that if they called to them, they wouldn’t be heard. They sighed and shook their head. A buddy system really should have been set up. They were going to be worrying until this thing was complete, weren’t they? “Well, at least I have someone to keep my company. I hope that you’ll fly to get someone if I fall down a pit hidden under all this foliage?” They doubted the flutterat could understand them, but it was nice to pretend they could.
A flittering of pages caught their eye, they stopped for a moment to pick them up. They frown as they picked them up and leafed through them. Hum. Blank. A few pressed flowers fell out, though. They shrugged, put them into their pocket. If nothing else came out of this, he gained a friend and something pretty?
A sound of voices caught his attention. He watched as the two approached, nodding to them as they drew nearer. The one fellow left before they had a chance to great them, which was probably just as well. Devon wasn’t the greatest with social things, and they were supposed to be working after all. They shrugged, looking at the very red lady. “I hope your luck has been better than mine. I am going to search a little further this way. I haven’t been able to tell many people here, but if you see anyone that is need of medical attention, please either send them my way or try to fetch me.” With their message delivered, they headed off.
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