Lydia simply stopped her giggling quite abruptly and stared at the man wide eyed, deaf to the world as her brain took hold of the words deadly and handsome and twisted his image in her mind to an extremely handsome and shirtless merman, naked upper half glistening, rock hard abs flexing, a mighty trident clutched in firm one-handed grip....
She was practically writing a fan fiction in her head, all the while swaying in her hiking boots as though she were suddenly dizzy from the mental imagery alone.
Had Algie asked her a question? She was too busy swooning in a daze to hear him.
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Guest Name: Lydia Stiles Guest Profession:Crazy person Cryptozoologist Descript: Smalle, willowy, lots of fly away, frizzy light brown hair that is tied back in a very messy ponytail. She is wearing this t-shirt, short torn off and worn out jeans, hiking boots, and is carrying a tan canvas bag which is filled with who knows what (definitely a ziplock of boogers). She appears to be in her mid to late thirties.
She's a little...weird at times~
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 3:37 pm
"Ah.. heh.." Algie looked around as Lydia started to sway, staring off intospace. Was she still getting her legs after the ship? "Lydia?" He rested his hand on her shoulder to steady her. "Lydia are you alright?"
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Guest Name: Algie Mixlin Guest Profession: Comic Writer - Lecturer - Professor Group: Mermaid Physical Description: Fifties, salt and pepper neatly cut hair, he's a sort of tired-scruffy version of handsome. He dresses like a typical english professor type... sweaters, button up shirts, scarves, etc. Brief Character Profile: Algie become known for writing what are now known as 'classic' comics. Edgy politically fueled hero stories which changed the way many looked at the hero complex. He was never fond of the spotlight (not like theres much in comics) and has continued to live, almost hermit like, in a small village that is his home town. He doesn't write many comics anymore (a few small things here and there), instead often guest lectures at universities and teaches writing. He rarely makes appearances or signings and has denied connection to any movies or shows made of his works. (( Think Alan Moore-esque))
Len's professional demeanor was suffering a serious slump this trip. First the seasickness, now his camera had been taken away. Oh, yes, with plenty of reassurances that he would get it back later, but he had little to no confidence in that. His loud protestations that it was a very valuable piece of equipment and his very livelihood had done no good, and eventually it had become clear that if he wanted to get off this torture device of a boat he was going to have to surrender his baby. He had done so with very bad grace.
He'd been given a pencil and a pad. He dropped the items on the ground and sulked over to where a too-perky, gum-chewing tour guide was calling for centaur group. "What's on the agenda?" he asked her, his eyes taking a brief detour down to her chest but then returning to her face. Chicks hated if you stared too long. "Do we get to the interesting stuff anytime soon?"
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.
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sammpai
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 4:06 pm
Entering from boat Steve steps off the boat and takes a look around " Thank goodness solid ground again," he was already feeling his stomach settling down and his nausea fading away. He digs around in his pocket till he finds his phone and quickly hands it over in exchange for his notebook. He moves off to the side so he's out of the way so he can search for his other Gnome group members.
Cora instantly wanted to step back onto the boat when they told her she had to hand over her camera. She was fine with handing over her cellphone, but her camera? How was she suppose to do her job, when the thing she needed for it was being taken?!? Pinching the bridge of her nose, she calms herself as she takes the notepad and pencil. As if these were going to help her at all?!? Stuffing the notepad into her back pocket, she puts the pencil behind her ear as she glance around for a moment for two familiar faces.
Where had Tonio and Tooly run off to on her?
Chewing on the inside of her mouth for a moment, she blinks when she hears someone call out for Unicorns. Moving towards the voice, she was glad to see both Tooly and Tonio again. Instantly moving to Tonio's side, she instantly crossed her hands as she grumbles "They took my camera, how am I suppose to do my job?" to say this little trip was going south rather quickly, was an understatement
Giving a smile to the Tour guide, she made herself relax as she knew it wouldn't be fair to her. It wasn't her fault, and she didn't want her to have to deal with her upset mood.
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Guest Name: Coraline Dolan Guest Profession: Photographer Physical Description: Standing five feet, seven inches, she a beauty in her own unique way. With boy cut dark brown hair, its highlighted with blood red through the whole hair. Her bangs are longer and hang in her face most of the time. Slate blue eyes, with freckles all over her cheeks and nose. Normally spotted in a simple spaghetti strap shirt and flare jeans. Brief Character Profile: Full of life, she always has a smile on her face. To her, even the worse moment can be the best picture if you look through the eye of a camera. She loves to talk to everyone, and always tries to include everyone in.
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 4:41 pm
"...yes?" What she'd planned to say was 'welcome to Wonder Park', but somewhere between seeing the guy in a dragon suit and speaking, the words had gotten lost. What was left was a half-puzzled, half-vacant smile, as though Hannah had just had her worst fears about the collective level of sanity in their particular group confirmed. Which was exactly what'd just happened. Would this be the kind of guy to keep his fingers to himself around the exhibits? She had the sinking feeling the answer was 'no'.
Fantastic. That there was her job, waving goodbye.
The lanky guy coming over was a definite improvement, even if he not-so-subtly checked out her breasts. At least he hadn't arrived in costume. Glad to momentarily focus her attention on someone less green, she popped an enthusiastic gum bubble before responding, "Ah yeah! We've got bucket loads of interesting stuff to show ya, don't worry." The smile she gave the two guests this time was one hundred percent more welcoming than the one prior had been. "Right, well, welcome to the centaur group! I'm Hannah and I'll be one of your tour guides today. And this here is my friend Ash, the best damn creature handler in Wonder Park and the other half of your tour guidin' duo." A little exaggeration never hurt anyone, right? Slinging an arm around Ash, she threw a grin at the guests and popped another bubble. "So, who're you two?"
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.
"Leonard Dickens, professional cryptid photographer," Len said proudly, puffing up his skinny chest. "You might've seen some of my work in recent scientific publications." He sold to tabloids more often than not, but that sounded much less impressive. "You can call me Len," he added with a wink, then glanced at the guy in the dragon suit to see if he'd heard that, hoping that the correction would sink in.
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sammpai
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 5:31 pm
Wayra frowned as she stared at the cell phone she'd brought with her. There were so many pictures she was itching to take with it! Deciding not to risk expulsion from the island, she willingly gave up her camera and settled for the paltry pen and paper she was given.
Tucking those away, she turned to see people were starting to group up. She perked up when the word 'mermaid' floated into her ear.
"Mermaid, I'm in Mermaid!", she shouted flailing an arm in the air to catch the attention of whoever was in her group.
Guest Name: Wayra Parnella Guest Profession: Zoo Veterinarian Physical Description: Late twenties, five foot three inches, average body build, hazel eyes, waist-length reddish brown hair pulled back in a green hair tie. Wearing a green short sleeve shirt, navy blue vest over the shirt, khaki pants with side pockets, and sneakers. Brief Character Profile: Wayra is a highly curious, happy, and energetic person. She has a few years of veterinary medicine under her belt and loves animals. She enjoys being in groups and talking to other people, especially when the topic is about animals. She accepted an invitation to the park because of the rumors of unique animals residing there.
"Oh, thank God." Melanie's reaction to Les' offer was obviously well appreciated. He had the charisma, she was sure she'd get away with not really having to say much, around him - until actual questions involving the creatures came up.
And then they did.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Green, Ms. Tooly." She shook both their hands cordially. "I'm Melanie Kadoyan. This here is Lesley Hartfort. We'll be taking you around the park today, showing you the sights. Giving you something to write home about, we hope. Speaking of which, we've got notebooks and pencils if you're looking to take some notes, since all the fancy electronics need to be left here until your return." And this was why she'd very carefully hidden her own phone out of view. Turning to Tooly, she answered her very first question. "The tentacle's from Eddie, one of several adorable kraken we've got. He can be viewed from the Underwater Center, if he's in a friendly mood and you've got good timing. That's later in our tour."
Another unicorn flashed his badge, and then turned it around so Melanie could read the name. She, however, was a little too focused on the picture, because damn. So she looked up, and the real life managed to look exactly like the picture, which was; damn.
Then she had to look at his name again, because she hadn't actually read it. Damn.
"Uh, yeah, uh, welcome Mr. Alta.. mirano? Did I say that right? I'm Melanie, this is Les." And you are a beautiful man, her goofy look said.
Also, damn.
Another group member joined them, ranting about the camera, but when she smiled at Melanie, the woman took her eyes off damn and returned it apologetically. "Sorry about that. Get your complimentary notebook and pencil, though. Once this place opens to the public, I'm sure they'll figure out how we can take pictures without spooking the creatures." Her smile brightened with promise. "And trust me. You do not want to spook the creatures."
It certainly wasn't her whole group, but they might as well get moving. "So, if you'll follow the trail where everyone's headed, you'll be headed to the Realms Convention Center, your first stop. I'll meet you there, when our whole groups disembarked. It's comfy in there, real nice. You'll like it."
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Beejoux
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 5:42 pm
"Oh.. Fantastic!" Algie heard 'Mermaid!' andturned, hoping to see their assigned guide. It was another guest, it seemed, though that didn't seem to put a damper on anything. He'd figured there were more than just the two of them.
"Mermaid!" He yelled back to the ponytailed woman waving an arm. He motioned over. "Mermaids over here!"
"How about that.." He smiled, hand still on Lydia's shoulder. He shook her a moment. "More group members! I think we should move along perhaps." He was talking to the woman but she still bobbled in a daze so his words may have fallen on deaf ears once again.
Seussi
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Guest Name: Algie Mixlin Guest Profession: Comic Writer - Lecturer - Professor Group: Mermaid Physical Description: Fifties, salt and pepper neatly cut hair, he's a sort of tired-scruffy version of handsome. He dresses like a typical english professor type... sweaters, button up shirts, scarves, etc. Brief Character Profile: Algie become known for writing what are now known as 'classic' comics. Edgy politically fueled hero stories which changed the way many looked at the hero complex. He was never fond of the spotlight (not like theres much in comics) and has continued to live, almost hermit like, in a small village that is his home town. He doesn't write many comics anymore (a few small things here and there), instead often guest lectures at universities and teaches writing. He rarely makes appearances or signings and has denied connection to any movies or shows made of his works. (( Think Alan Moore-esque))
Hearing her words mirrored back to her, she ran up to two people, a man with salt and pepper clean cut hair and a woman with a mess of light brown hair crammed into a ponytail. Before she could get a word out, she noticed the woman appeared to be swaying in place. That usually wasn't a good sign.
"Miss, are you okay?", Wayra asked, poking the woman on the shoulder. Her head cocked to the side when she didn't get an immediate response, wondering if this person needed a doctor... a human doctor. Her thoughts were interrupted as the man spoke up.
"Ah yes, we should get going... but will she be okay?", Wayra replied, turning to look back towards the odd woman once more. "I only know how to treat sick animals, and I'm not sure how well veterinary medicine works on humans."
Seussi
Having fun, are we?
iloveyouDIE
I have arrived~
Guest Name: Wayra Parnella Guest Profession: Zoo Veterinarian Physical Description: Late twenties, five foot three inches, average body build, hazel eyes, waist-length reddish brown hair pulled back in a green hair tie. Wearing a green short sleeve shirt, navy blue vest over the shirt, khaki pants with side pockets, and sneakers. Brief Character Profile: Wayra is a highly curious, happy, and energetic person. She has a few years of veterinary medicine under her belt and loves animals. She enjoys being in groups and talking to other people, especially when the topic is about animals. She accepted an invitation to the park because of the rumors of unique animals residing there.
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 6:00 pm
It took her some time. The hand on her shoulder, the voice shouting from somewhere in the crowd about mermaids, a voice whispering seductively in her ear (or so her imagination told her).
"I want to have your half fish babies." She murmured in her daze, one hand lifting up and pressing against Algies abdomen area.
And then she realized what she was doing, blinked rapidly, and tilted her head up towards him. "Oh I'm sorry. Did you say something?" She had a quick glance around with squinting eyes. Had somebody just shouted about mermaids?
......Who was this new woman???
Her hand was still pressed against him like she had forgotten it there.
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Guest Name: Lydia Stiles Guest Profession:Crazy person Cryptozoologist Descript: Smalle, willowy, lots of fly away, frizzy light brown hair that is tied back in a very messy ponytail. She is wearing this t-shirt, short torn off and worn out jeans, hiking boots, and is carrying a tan canvas bag which is filled with who knows what (definitely a ziplock of boogers). She appears to be in her mid to late thirties.
"Ah, Lenny!" he exclaimed when the lanky fellow made his arrival, clapping a hand on his shoulder jovially. Their tour guide had seemed a little lost for words at first, probably because she was just in awe of his brilliant attire, but she appeared to regain her composure when Len showed up.
"Charmed to meet you Hannah, my name is Louise Pendergrass, author of 'Diary of a Dragon', self-made millionaire..." He slid her a cool smile at the last part, extending his hand and adjusting the satchel strung over his shoulder with the his other. Louise turned to Len, face serious.
"I'm afraid I'm not familiar with you work, Lenny, what publications exactly?"
Ephebe
Prolixity
Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 6:11 pm
If Les' smile took on a slightly smug note at Mel's obvious appreciation, who could really blame him?
Withdrawing his hands from his pockets, he lifted one in a friendly wave to those that were now clustering around them. The first of which appeared to flushing a lovely shade of green. There wasn't much he could do for him, besides offer an apologetic smile. "I promise, the trip out will be well worth it." Where else, anywhere, could you see creatures of myth and legend.
Nowhere, that's where.
More of their joined them, and Melanie fielded the question about Eddie brilliantly. "He seemed to be in a playful mood this morning." Playful.
The charming smile slipped a bit as the third unicorn joined him and he caught the handler's reaction to him. Was that a double take. Nope, triple. The ********? eyes narrowed behind his glasses and dropped to the guest pass. Oh that was just great. Melanie was swooning over a fantasy writer. Damn just about summed it up. Yep.
His expression matched Cora's as she wandered over and mumbled unhappily about the lose of her camera, but he too forced a smile, and after a second or two he'd regained that easy laid back charm that better suited him. "Melanie's quite right. The creatures on this island are very docile, but we do our best not to over excite or upset them." It wasn't exactly an apology for the lose of the camera, but it was close.
He fell quite again as Mel Directed their guests towards the convention center, and wondered if he should stay behind with her while she waited or go on ahead with the first part of their group. An inquisitive twitch of his brow in the handler's direction was question enough.
I'M SIGNING UP A STAFF CHARACTER
Staff Name: Lesley 'Les', Hartfort Job Description: Lab tech Physical Description: 5'11", broad shoulders, slightly wavy brown hair pulled back in a pony tail at his nap. He's got a neatly cut goatee/soul patch thing going on, and his eyes are hazel. He's got tanned skin, as if somewhere down the line someone in his family married someone that wasn't straight up European. He slim, rimless glasses, and has a hoop piercing in one ear. Brief Character Profile: Extremely laid back, Les isn't the sort to worry over every little thing, and would much rather go through life enjoying it. He's very smart, and that can lead to him getting bored with things quickly, which then leads to him goofing off. This has the tendency to make him come off as lazy, but he's never had a any problems getting his work down in a timely manner. He's also a bit of a flirt.
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Posted: Fri May 17, 2013 6:14 pm
Nutters. That's all Kiera bothered to mutter as they left.
Pushing her glasses up, she turned to the guests with a smile too saccharine to feel right as she clutched her handbook. "Mermaid? Yes, I am your tour guide for the Mermaid Group! Please come form a group around me so we can get started. And get to . . . know each other . . ."
Guest Name: Algie Mixlin
