Bear hopped out of the car in time to hear rustles moving away farther into the forest. He looked in time to see something large and black. He couldn't make out any other features before it disappeared. The naturalist waved to his friends still in the car to get out and look around with him. "Steve, bring that camera." He thought he'd seen the zoologist pop out the window to take pictures at the coast before they'd left. It would be so much better, he thought, to have it handy. In fact the thought was something he liked more and more, and he leaned back into the SUV to snag one of the cameras for himself.
Just for nostalgia reasons he snapped a few pics of the landscape for himself. This was a place that looked more natural to him. The light was perfect for that mysticalism look too he thought. A flash would ruin it.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 6:10 am
[Entering with Centaur Group]
Ian disembarked the car with the others, taking in their new surroundings, the forest itself was gorgeous. He found himself wishing he was more proficient with a camera - he'd probably just have to filch Lenny's photos later on.
The more they travelled around the park the more the man found himself dazed by the sheer number of creatures on display, almost none of which were purported to exist in nature. He was dazzled by the sheer scale of the thing and it was challenging his ideas of the world. Years ago he'd convinced himself the only way there would ever be magic in the world would be to fool people into believing there was.
He'd even doublethunk himself into believing it too.
And now here he was, faced by what looked like the real deal. His life had been a con and now it was being challenged deeply. Slowly he was rethinking his game plan. If these creatures went large scale, people would want them as pets, pets would always have need of people like him.
He could simply be Ian the Majestic, mythical psychic. He could probably get robes on the cheap from the fancy dress shop down the road even. He'd charmed that dog - a cerberus apparently. Even if it had left him a little ruffled.
Another group had arrived too, so at the very least there should be safety in numbers, he sidled over to them to mingle, he wasn't feeling enormously adventurous, the dragons last time had been pretty frightening. The last time he'd tried to mediate with a python he'd gotten bitten pretty badly, a massive reptile with wings and claws was even worse.
Azrael was keeping an eye on the group, and waiting to see what would happen. Hoping one would do something to anger the oh-so-charming Quetzalcoatl, maybe one of them would get eaten if it was lucky ! They were bound to be softer to the teeth seeing ah they had no hooves, scales or horns.
The other inhabitants of the forest didn't seem to have decided if they were coming or staying near the lake, witch was strange for the veela at least..
The dragon hoped the guides wouldn't call for it to show itself just to prove they weren't completely stupid creatures as the humans seemed to think.
Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 6:56 am
"Good afternoon, Sir." Hannah respectfully inclined her head towards her superior, tuning down her usual loud gum-chewing a tad. What? That totally counted as a sign of respect! In fact, to her, it was probably the highest form of respect one could be given.
"Ahh, right you are Mister Len. And definitely much better than pronouncing that thing's name than I am," Hannah said with a grin. "To answer your question; ehh, I dunno. Sometimes they seem to react, other times..." she shrugged. "Honestly, it could go either way, but s'worth a try at least. No harm no foul if'n they don't know what I'm saying, right?"
Hannah turned to survey the two groups with a perky smile. Ah, things were going so much neater here than they had on Monster Mountain! "So, how're you lot liking your glimpse of what Wonder Park has to offer?"
Staff Name: Hannah Everett Job Description: Security - Centaur Group Tour Guide Physical Description: Tanned skin, brown eyes and ash blonde-brown hair usually up in a high ponytail with bangs framing her face, Hannah is an athletic 26 year old woman of about 175 cm's height. Usually found loudly chewing some exotic flavour of bubblegum. Brief Character Profile: Hannah generally takes to everything in life with a constant cheerful vigour and dogged determination to get things done. She's very sociable and has an ill-hidden romantic streak a mile wide. Despite her demeanour, she's quite competent at her job.
Harlan Wimple, Attorney at Law, poured himself out of the SUV looking entirely too frumpled (it's a mix of frumpy and rumpled) for his own good. The toupee he wore was clinging precariously to one ear, and his glasses were riding low on his nose. He'd abandoned his sweatervest in the car on the ride over, as he was feeling particularly overheated, and Harlan Wimple had also loosened his tie - which, had these been normal circumstances, might be considered blasphemous by the slight man.
"Mr. Wickett, by mischievous do you mean dangerous? Also, where are the restrooms?"
Harlan Wimple, Attorney at Law, felt nature's call and the sudden urge to answer it left him rather devoid of any further questions.
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Staring at the slowly appeared humans everywhere, the Centaur gave a sigh. {What's today? Why there are so many disturbances? Isn't the staff is annoying enough? And now, just more.} Elafi expressed her feeling to the rest of the group.
A little smile was given to the dragon when she heard what it said. {I like you, dragon.} That's always a saying that enemy of your enemy is your friend.
The feather serpent also won some liking from the centaur. {I can treat it as a compliment? However, I don't suggest you try, if you don't wanna die from poisoning. Anyway, the food that those stupid humans supply is much safer, that's what I mean.}
Oh not yelling, humans. Give me back my tranquilization.
The centaur didn't look happy at all and was putting her hands on her waist.
Name: Elafi Species: Snow Centaur Park Location: Faerie Forest Physical Description:Picture Reference They are lovely creatures that have a female human torso but equine bottom. Bottom is powerful and more like deer-horse mix with dense fur. Snow Centaur has tanned color skin and dark hair with silver white eyes and lip.
Brief Character Profile: Elafi always thinks that the forest is her homeland and very sensitive to outsiders. Being a centaur, she's quite aloof and headstrong, kinda a control freak. She will fight for what she thinks is correct and very realistic. Haughty and arrogant, she rarely admire or appreciate others' work. Within her kind, she's a pioneer. Lastly, she won't trust anyone easily, skeptical about what you say and will find her own way to discover the "truth". Elafi has one apparent weakness - strong maternal instinct: If you need protection, she's probably a good choice.
Entering in Gnome Car Before Steve even had a chance to get out of the car Bear was gone and already telling him to grab stuff. He searched around for the camera he used back in the Coast area and when he finally found it he rushed to get by Bears side. "Now this place is more like it." He whispered to Bear. When he turned back to the car to see Mr. wimple getting out " I like this look for you much more then the one on the boat." He laughed as he watched Mr. Wimple trying to remain his usual self trying to find any reason to take people to court. " Hey Wimple there are plenty of trees around you could always use." He laughed more and took a few steps away.
As he stood around looking at the surrounding he was now in, he noticed someone from the other group coming towards them. "Hi."
"Oh it's been a very interesting adventure so far." He directed his answer to what he assumed was the caretaker for this area.
Was that centaur giving her the stink eye? Hannah squinted back and turned up the watts on her smile, effectively reaching the stage of 'beaming'. It might have been meant as a challenge. It probably wasn't.
And she was definitely not getting involved in the nature's call question, nope.
"I'm glad! Whereabouts have ya been, so far?" She was interested to see where her boss had chosen to take his guests - couldn't have been worse than what her group had encountered on Monster Mountain, she figured. But hey, they came to see the creatures and they'd definitely seen the creatures. "Ah, and nice to meetcha, of course; the name's Hannah."
Staff Name: Hannah Everett Job Description: Security - Centaur Group Tour Guide Physical Description: Tanned skin, brown eyes and ash blonde-brown hair usually up in a high ponytail with bangs framing her face, Hannah is an athletic 26 year old woman of about 175 cm's height. Usually found loudly chewing some exotic flavour of bubblegum. Brief Character Profile: Hannah generally takes to everything in life with a constant cheerful vigour and dogged determination to get things done. She's very sociable and has an ill-hidden romantic streak a mile wide. Despite her demeanour, she's quite competent at her job.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 9:44 am
"We just got done over that Curiosity Coast, It has some very interesting creatures there. I especially like Fynn the kelpietaur." He smiles "Are you the caretaker of this area?" He wasn't sure with all these people around who belonged where, he just knew that his group was either drawing something, trying to sue someone, or if it was up to Bear trying to find a Giant tree thing. " my names Steve Notsoirwin but you can just call me Steve."
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 9:57 am
{ Thank you, Lovely. Too bad the tanned human said no misbehaving unless we want to be ... what were the words... "forced dissipation". Seems very unpleasant... I had found the perfect spot to boot. I guess I'll have to wait for the handlers to have my fun.}
That human searching the "restrooms" would have been a marvellous victim. ... Okay, Azrael might have been a tiny weeny bit sulking over its missed opportunity.
There the staff finally. Elafi noticed that one of the staff was smiling at her, she had no idea what she planned on her, but she felt uncomfortable, only she can stare people but not the other way round. She knew her species was somehow regarded as beautiful in the eyes of the human, but that's rude to scan her like that. {What are you planning, human?} She didn't know if the lady could hear, but her mood was totally ruined by the great unusual number of human around, in her place. Her hoofs trod on the ground a few times.
When can she continue with her patrol? She wasn't sure if she wanted to leave and maybe missed some important information about her possible escape.
She turned to the dragon when it mentioned of "Forced dissipation". {Those stupid humans...do they really think they have the right to control our life?.......Good luck then.} The centaur shrugged and ran her hand through her hair once again, shiny dusts everywhere.
Name: Elafi Species: Snow Centaur Park Location: Faerie Forest Physical Description:Picture Reference They are lovely creatures that have a female human torso but equine bottom. Bottom is powerful and more like deer-horse mix with dense fur. Snow Centaur has tanned color skin and dark hair with silver white eyes and lip.
Brief Character Profile: Elafi always thinks that the forest is her homeland and very sensitive to outsiders. Being a centaur, she's quite aloof and headstrong, kinda a control freak. She will fight for what she thinks is correct and very realistic. Haughty and arrogant, she rarely admire or appreciate others' work. Within her kind, she's a pioneer. Lastly, she won't trust anyone easily, skeptical about what you say and will find her own way to discover the "truth". Elafi has one apparent weakness - strong maternal instinct: If you need protection, she's probably a good choice.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 10:12 am
Len smirked at Wimple. "Any animal can be dangerous if you approach it wrong," he informed the lawyer. "If you frighten it or make it feel threatened, even a chihuahua will bite you." He looked at Wimple's head. "I'd be careful if I were you. That hairpiece is pretty scary."
"Pretty fantastic," he answered Hannah enthusiastically. "I'm looking forward to learning more about the creation process and getting more opportunities to photograph these creatures." He looked to Wickett. "When are you going to address the issue of monsters in the wild, Mr. Wickett? Once you go public, people are going to assume preexisting cryptids are associated with Wonder Park, aren't they?"
Guest Name: Leonard Dickens Guest Profession: Photographer Physical Description: Painfully skinny, tall, and gangly, Len wears cargo pants, t-shirts with sayings he thinks are witty printed on them, and vests with lots of pockets. He wears oval, wire-framed glasses with thick lenses, and has dyed his short, messy hair a violent blue. Brief Character Profile: Len (not Lenny) is an amateur photographer who is best known for his photographs of cryptids. He spends his time researching and tracking down local legendary creatures, proving or debunking their existence. Len is opinionated and loud, interested in everything, and willing to ask nosy questions.
Harlan Wimple yada yada gave Len a look, one that undeniably questioned the younger man's hairintelligencetone of voice.
Mr. Wimple was starting to feel a little uppity.
He took a moment to casually remove his toupee from his head before rummaging around in his pocket for a handkerchief. He unceremoniously dabbed at the shining expanse of hairless head before tucking the kerchief back in his pocket. Immediately he withdrew from his other pocket a small roll of tape, and after tearing off two small pieces he stuck them to the bottom of his toupee.
"I'll have you know, sir, that the questions I ask are done so with the intention of keeping everyone safe and secure. You never know what can go wrong at these types of places - but I assure you, sir, that things do go wrong."
That being said, Harlan Wimple Attorney at Law crammed his toupee onto his head backwards before turning towards Mr. Wickett.
"The restrooms, Mr. Wickett?"
Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 10:33 am
When Wimple turned around, Len raised the camera, carefully centered the backwards toupee in the frame, and took a picture.
Hearing Mr. Wimple say something about keeping everyone safe and secure Steve turned for a moment to look back at him " And your doing a very fine job of that to Mr. Wimple... so far we all have every body part we came here with, except your hair, I see is having a little problem."
Guest Name: Leonard Dickens
