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 Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 11:53 am
It was s**t in the Arctic. This was something that was very quickly becoming evident while he was still in the unpacking stages. He'd brought all the furs that he had and had hammered them up on the walls to keep out draughts while he tried to get the old computer in the lab room booted up and running. He had a small space heater running merrily in the corner, it wasn't making a huge difference but it was getting there.
Dinner was a ration box which incidentally was marginally better than cafeteria food back on the island and he'd been reading some of the books he brought with him to pass the time. After retrieving his earring from the labyrinth it had been housed in, he'd taken a bit of an interest in the other s**t that could be plundered retrieved from caches around the world.
He wasn't expecting to stumble across one that really grabbed his attention, but in one of the older dog eared looking books there it was, some old scribbled writing in the margins talking about a strange underwater cavern rumoured to be accessible only from a singular point in Halloween. It sounded very interesting indeed and let's face it, anything was better than the hellishness that was the arse end of the world.
So he sent some texts.
Saliru Hey Al. I have a mission for you maybe. Go see what you can find about underground places in the library, bring notes to the portals.
Toshihiko Two Found more ******** booty we could liberate, some underground cave with treasure and s**t. You interested?
Prolixity Fancy an /adventure/ man? Under the sea and s**t. This book mentions some sunken cave under the ocean that sounds juicy, think you could have a look and text me back?
And then because some people just seemed to add an element of surprise disaster unpredictability to a quest to anywhere, he hazarded another text.
Zoobey Yo Mark, like, know how you are all like awesome and s**t. Feel like helping my a** out on a little mission? Looking for info on a sunken cave and could do with some professional help. I'll pay you~
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 3:42 pm
When Jordan read the text, his mouth curved in a slightly rueful smile. Rep knew him too well. Pique his curiosity, and he'd keep at the problem until it unraveled; add that to helping someone he cared about, and you had a formula he couldn't refuse. Not that he wanted to. Baneful Text to Rep: Any further details? Locations, mythological bases, creatures, names? I'll look, but it'll be faster if I can narrow it down.
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 4:35 pm
B0nez had been going half-crazy, and it hadn't even been a day. Harrison was wondering when the texts would start, since Rep was stranded in the middle of nowhere and there wasn't a ton to do that kept the entertainment value up. He smirked at the mention of treasure hunting.Quote: ok we lookin @ vacay pics from hawaii again? Quote: I can get a reel good mag spread going
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 4:45 pm
Al miiight have taken rep's request a bit too literally, grabbing books on nearly anything even remotely underground; from bunkers to sewer zombies. The result being that his notes closely resembled a hodgepodge of nonsense. The effort was there though, right?
Al scooped up the stack and carefully made his way towards the portals. Mustn't lose a single note.
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 9:20 pm
Professional. Mark liked that word. That meant he was like, professional and stuff. Super professional!Text from Mark I'm like kind of doing important Jedi stuff right now but I'll count me in. It looks like you newbies could use the caring touch of a PROFESSIONAL. Jedi. Pro- Text from Mark fessional Jedi Master Mark The Awesome. Text from Mark Why is your GPS signal in the Arctic, you know, nevermind, I'll show up when you guys are somewhere fun and PROFESSIONAL
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 12:28 am
Rep smirked to himself as his phone started buzzing with texts. Jordan, he was pleased to see had taken the bait as far as dangling exciting things in front of him - which was great, since Rep himself had just about the most limited capacity imaginable for reading and study.
He checked the book for a bit before sending a text back.
To Jordan Book says it seems to have to do with like Arthur and s**t somehow. A guardian. Mentions a guy called Percival but that could be anybody.
Harrison on the other hand got a less ..informative reply
To Harrison Check out the price on scuba gear and glass bottom boat rides. Might even be close to home - Arthur's name's in there.
This done he headed back to the island - well aware he wouldn't be allowed outside the portal room and not about to complain. He spotted Al when he arrived.
"I didnae mean bring the whole library here. But its a start. First rule of research man, don't read every book we have."
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 1:40 pm
Baneful Text to Rep: Good place to start. Most holy of the Knights of the Round Table, if memory serves. A few minutes later, Rep's phone buzzed again. Baneful Text to Rep: Please tell me we're not chasing the Holy Grail itself. That just sounds like a recipe for disaster.
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 1:59 pm
Al laughed nervously, "Sorry man, you said underground and I just... I got a bit carried away, huh?" He carefully set his notes down. "Are you planning something awesome?"
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 5:49 pm
Rep smirked at Al "Aye. I'm planning something pretty ******** awesome. An adventure. See this?" he tapped the brightly glowing earring with his fingernail. "Got this from a ******** like labyrinth place. I'm hoping like, maybe this info might lead us to something else in that vein. Loot!"
He handed over the book he'd brought with him, filled with paper sticky note bookmarks, opening it at the page he'd noted. "See? It says that like, there was a place where there was great power, but it sunk. Ignore the bit about greed and s**t. I'm no greedy. I want to liberate it."
He checked his phone and his smirk only grew, texting back.
To Jordan Listen man, if we find the grail, that's a ******** bonus. I have no idea what we might find. I fancy a bit of eternal life myself.
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 6:50 pm
Quote: all I got is these outdated mags and most s**t is courses + tours instead of rentals, but if we Quote: find the right place they probs won't miss some gear, B0nez + me dont mind comandering some. Quote: that guy arthur is trouble with a capital ******** F Quote: wouldn't hurt if there's gold involved
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 11:58 pm
Mark was snooping. He promptly sent a text to all guilty parties. Text from Mark Aw man, really? Why can't we look for the holy grail? If it's real I could totally like, have all my wishes come true Text from Mark Percival sounds dumb. What kind of person names their kid Percival? LAME.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 4:09 am
Al stared at the earring with surprise, he was still never certain what it was or how Rep had gotten it. Up until now, he thought it was just a fancy water bottle. More fancy loot though? A smirk crawled across his features.
He gratefully took the book that was offered and started paging through slowly, "Will there be loot for all of us?"
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 4:17 am
Baneful Text to Rep: Dude, haven't you seen Raiders of the Lost Ark? If that's accurate I sure don't want to find out up close and personal. Baneful Text to Rep: The minion is not disposable. Baneful Text to Rep: I think I've got something. I'll bring the books around. A few of the ones I wanted were gone, though. Looks like someone's been picking the library over. Zoobey Text to Mark: I don't trust it. Wishes aren't free. Anyway, does the grail even grant wishes? Where did you get that info? Baneful Text to Rep: So apparently Mark can snoop on text messages on these phones.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 6:25 am
Rep was delighted, he loved it when a plan all came together and this one was working out swimmingly, for a moment he almost worried Harrison was going to say no to the prospect of their little adventure, until the text about gold arrived. He smirked properly and texted back.
To Harrison Aye, I bet there will be ******** loads and loads of gold. Maybe we can fund the wedding just off this s**t.
Al got a smirk "Maybe there will be man, you just never know. All you know for certain in these caves and s**t is that there'll be trouble one way or the other trying to get to it."
Mark's texts were surprising, but Rep had to agree with everything but the boobies.
To Mark Maybe we'll find it. I wouldn't wish for tits though, we already had plenty of those. Wasn't it even courtesy of you? Percival is about the nerdiest ******** name though, worse than Melvin.
Jordan completely read Rep's mind, he had heard about raiders of the lost ark but had also assumed Al would make a nice substitute for the burned up nazi guy.
To Jordan Al brought a few books to the portal room. He's keen.
His expression turned vaguely rictus as he read the last text from Jordan and certain things seemed to fall into place.
To Jordan ...Yes. It would appear so.
It looked like they at least had a start point and some backing, so he sent out another followup text, this time to all of them.
To All I've got a portal set up to the usual forest. Let's move out.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 9:31 am
Harrison hadn't gotten the text snooping memo.
He sprawled on the bed, shirtless, smirking, and surrounded by vacation magazines. He held the phone above his head to take a pic, which he sent to Rep along with the caption,To Rep sure you dont want to do more research
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