A gleaming SUV with a large centaur decal on the side awaits the Centaur Group. The vehicle can comfortably fit up to eight people along with a cooler full of water and disturbingly healthy snacks, several park maps, plus a medical kit. There's also two top of line digital cameras, each with a cheerful note explaining all images will be saved remotely to the Wonder Park computers and after being reviewed, they'll be emailed to each of the group's guests as a memento of their visit.
The first thing she did upon reaching the gleaming SUV was check their supplies; map, snacks, med kit, water and... Hannah's lips curled into a smile and she turned to face her group, "well, looks like we've got ourselves some electronics after all. Who wants to be in charge of them cameras?" Maybe this'd cheer them up; a few of them had been quite perturbed by getting their stuff confiscated.
Sliding into the driver seat, she waited for everyone to get in. It wouldn't do to leave any of their guests behind on the most important part. But where to take them? Fingers drumming against the driving wheel, she stole a glance at her group. What would impress them? Well, that was rather easy - her glance landed on Lou and his, er, outfit. Dragons. Okay, she could work with dragons; Monster Mountain had a good population of those - even had a Frost Wyrm, which was kind of a dragon, right? Decided then; hopefully they wouldn't mind her making an executive decision like this on their behalf. "Once you're all good and ready, we'll be going to Monster Mountain. S'not exactly the most scenic of our locations, but I think you'll like it; like the name says, it's home to a good few of our monsters. Specifically -" her eyes slid to Lou again, then the rest of the group, "- a couple of dragons. A basilisk. A Cerberus. A Harpy. And not to mention one Bigfoot, of course."
Her lips curled into a lazy smile, "and that's not even everything that Monster Mountain houses."
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: Sat May 18, 2013 8:42 am
Ian climbed into the car looking rather dazed - though this was nothing particularly surprising for him - and sat down. He was still mourning the loss of his phone, he had promised his cat-people back home that he would bring them photos from the trip of the things he saw.
Taking in his surroundings he noted that there were cameras and immediately began to worry. Taking photos of other things was fine, he just had to lay down some ground rules first.
"Not to be a bellyacher but I'd like to say I don't like having photos taken of me. As an accomplished psychic every photo taken would slice away a small part of my being, trapping it in photograph form." It was a good tactic to avoid the authorities too - he'd only been involved in a little fraud back in England, why on earth they were still chasing him up for it was beyond him. Clearly jealous.
"Monster mountain?" he said, almost just to get a feel for the word before seeming to catch onto another line of thought. "And bigfoot! You hear that Lenny? All the doubters were as wrong as you told them."
Guest Name: Ian Weiman Guest Profession: Pet Psychic Physical Description: Tall, blond and lanky in a loose pink shirt that looks like a reject from a 70s glam rock band, left open to reveal a chest bristling with hair, over which is sprawled an absurd number of charm necklaces, gems, wardstone pendants and all other manner of knicknacks. On his wrists he wears what has to be hundreds of jangling gold, silver and what he assures are unobtainium bracelets and every dramatic wave of his hands is heralded by a clatter of metal. His hair is a halo of backcombed disaster and his eyes are remarkably pale blue. His mannerisms are reminiscent of a slightly mad parrot.
Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 9:13 am
There were cameras in the car. Len brightened up and stuck his hand out for one of the cameras. "Leave this to the professional," he said, and began examining the equipment. Not an idiot camera, good, not as specialized as his personal gear, but that was only to be expected. He checked and adjusted the settings for quick snaps. If he could get a good solid opportunity for photographing creatures without having to seize fleeting opportunities, he could make adjustments for the best possible images then, but his standard baseline assumption would be that he'd have to take what he could get.
"I know, Ian," he said indulgently. "No photos. Uh, Len, please, remember?" Ian was an expert in his field and a knowledgeable man, and Len respected him deeply, but there wasn't any getting around the fact that the man was a bit of a flake sometimes and needed reminding about almost everything.
"One Bigfoot?" he asked the guide excitedly. "Male or female? Is it timid?" Most sasquatches were very shy of humans, and it took patience and skill to get any glimpses of them. To have one contained in a nature park setting was beyond exciting. He might be able to get some good, clear shots, pictures that nobody would be able to question.
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.
"Ohh, a psychic? Do you do like, love fortunes and stuff?" Hannah looked quite interested - her love-life had been rather lackluster since she'd taken this job. A good reading would be nice, she figured. A bit of something to look forward to.
She took a few moments to think over her answer to Len's question, "d'you know... I don't really know - s'just a Bigfoot, ya know? Haven't really thought about gender and such. I guess you could call it timid, doesn't seem to get on much with the other creatures. Got a good rep among the handlers though, I hear." Shrugging, she popped a lazy bubble and chewed loudly.
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: Sat May 18, 2013 11:02 am
Watching Lenny enthuse over the cameras was almost contagious, they were in capable hands with such an experienced photographer in their midst, especially one who had done many photos already of difficult to capture creatures.
"Oh! Yes, of course Len. Len it is." He was fairly sure that was what he'd been calling the other man all this time, he wasn't sure what he was being corrected on. Nor was he particularly sure how you told a female sasquatch from a male, presumably there was a lot of ...well, hair involved in both cases.
He tried not to think too hard on it.
Instead he brightened up immeasurably at Hannah's interest. "Yes! Yes I do." Tarot cards were easy and he'd even brought his usual deck, partially out of them being a good luck charm of sorts. He nimbly fished them out and shuffled them, mentally focusing his psychic energies before he fished out a single card. He eyed the king of pentacles curiously.
"Well then, it looks like you'll meet a cunning businessperson with lots of skills, who is true to their word. Not a bad card at all my dear! I almost envy you!"
"...the energies here must be messing with my readings slightly. Let us just...disregard that." He wasn't sure how he felt about the tower card, it never meant anything good when he drew it.
Guest Name: Ian Weiman Guest Profession: Pet Psychic Physical Description: Tall, blond and lanky in a loose pink shirt that looks like a reject from a 70s glam rock band, left open to reveal a chest bristling with hair, over which is sprawled an absurd number of charm necklaces, gems, wardstone pendants and all other manner of knicknacks. On his wrists he wears what has to be hundreds of jangling gold, silver and what he assures are unobtainium bracelets and every dramatic wave of his hands is heralded by a clatter of metal. His hair is a halo of backcombed disaster and his eyes are remarkably pale blue. His mannerisms are reminiscent of a slightly mad parrot.
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Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 11:25 am
"Ohh!" she cooed happily at Ian's reading, "that sounds nice! Well, ain't ever been much of a fan of business people in general - good deal of 'em are a right shifty lot, but if'n you say whoever I'm gonna meet is an honest person, I'm gonna take your word for it." His outfit was a bit weird, but really,' old glam / make-shift jewellery rack' was much better than 'green dragon suit'.
"What's it say?" She didn't know much about tarot, but he didn't seem happy about whatever it was he'd drawn. "If'n there's really energies about anywhere in the world, it'd definitely be here. Can't hurt to talk about it, though."
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Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 2:59 pm
"Did you just say dragons?" Louise huffed out, climbing aboard the SUV, very glad that this wasn't going to be a walking tour. His eyes were as wide as saucers at the mention of dragons.
Well, this was nice. She had been expecting little minibuses really, not these incredibly nice SUV's, and she slid into it happily. They seemed to have prepared for everything, including cameras. That was nice, and it seemed that Len was incredibly pleased with it as well.
She wasn't much of a photographer herself, but if there really were mythical creatures, well, it'd be nice to have them for reference later.
Iris grinned broadly while she listened to Ian give their guide a reading. He was certainly into the whole psycic thing, though she was far more interested in the creatures at the park than readings.
"Monster mountain sounds like a great place to start." Those were classics, dragons and harpies, and things.
Guest Name: Iris Reed Guest Profession: Fantasy Make up Artist Physical Description: Standing at 5'7, Iris is a little taller than most women, especially when she's wearing her high heels, which is most of the time. She has blue hair with white tips, cut in a short bob cut with uneven bangs. Her almond eyes are green, and she's got an eclectic sense of style. Typically she wears a capris and a fun top, but can dress up when she needs to. Brief Character Profile: A bright and outgoing woman, Iris is incredibly aware of herself and her surroundings. She stays fairly calm, and is able to think on her feet, even during stressful situations. She is incredibly creative, and takes inspiration from everything that she sees to use in her art. She has trouble seeing people suffer, and will interfere if she feels that it's necessary.
Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 3:49 pm
Hannah was distracted from listening for Ian's answer by the reactions of two of the other guests. "I'm glad you approve Miss Iris, and that I did, Mister Lou. All sorts of them, too - so we better get going now if'n we want to see all of them before dinner." She grinned at Lou and Iris before turning to face the group as a whole, "Alright now, I'm thinkin' this is all of us, so we're all set to start our little adventure. For those who missed the introduction at the docks, I'm Hannah," she tapped her staff ID badge, "and I'll be one of your two tour guides today. Now, off we go!"
((Exit to Monster Mountain))
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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Ian was glad he didn't have to elaborate on the Tower. It was generally a bad card. Catastophe, ruin, revolution. It wasn't the kind of card he wanted to pull on a journey of adventure to any extent.
"Yes, lets." he agreed, perhaps appearing just a little less dazed and ditzy than he had a few moments before.
Closing his eyes he sat back in his chair and tried to concentrate on his inner peace while they travelled to Monster Mountain.
[Exiting with group]
Guest Name: Ian Weiman Guest Profession: Pet Psychic Physical Description: Tall, blond and lanky in a loose pink shirt that looks like a reject from a 70s glam rock band, left open to reveal a chest bristling with hair, over which is sprawled an absurd number of charm necklaces, gems, wardstone pendants and all other manner of knicknacks. On his wrists he wears what has to be hundreds of jangling gold, silver and what he assures are unobtainium bracelets and every dramatic wave of his hands is heralded by a clatter of metal. His hair is a halo of backcombed disaster and his eyes are remarkably pale blue. His mannerisms are reminiscent of a slightly mad parrot.
Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 11:49 pm
Ashlyn took a seat in the SUV opposite Hannah, quickly double-checking after Hannah to make certain the vehicle was clean and that her microphone was in it's place beneath the seat. With that accomplished, she beamed a warm smile to her fellow guests, and pointed to her own ID badge. "And I'm Ashlyn, I'll be your fellow tour guide here at Wonder Park! And just as Hannah here said, we're going to be viewing some amazing creatures here today! Just you wait!" She finished with a wink, and one could only hope that her cheerful demeanor dispelled a bit of the austerity that seemed to hang over the group as they pulled out onto the route. "Now if everyone's ready, off we goooo!!!"
[Entering and Exiting with group]
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Ashlyn Marie Connor Status: Staff - Handler - currently Centaur Group Tour Guide Physical Description: At 5'4, Ashlyn is a smaller waif of a thing, with sandy blonde hair pulled back into a shoulder-length ponytail, and bright grey-blue eyes. Personality: What Ash lacks in size, she makes up for in charisma. She is a cheerful and bubbly thing with a passion towards animals of all kinds; and to her simple mind the creatures of the park are nothing more than exotic new friends. Oh hi there Mr. Flappy Gills, how are you today?? ... aren't we just precious, yes we- Chomp. Owowowow, hey hey, what'd you do that for?? Bad fishie!
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Len had caught a flash of the card Ian pulled, and it worried him. He'd had that card in a reading once, and while the (lesser) psychic who'd been doing the spread had tried her best to downplay its significance, he'd gotten the distinct impression that it was a bad card to get - it might, as she'd emphasized, mean new starts and fresh chances, but there was that little matter of disasters and catastrophes beforehand. But it was just as likely that the energy fields here were interfering with the reading. That was what Ian had said, he reassured himself.
He almost laughed aloud when Lou asked about dragons. Of course the guy in the dragon suit would want to see dragons first and foremost. For his part, he was looking forward to all of the creatures mentioned, but most especially the sasquatch.
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Posted: Mon May 20, 2013 12:19 am
The drive to their next destination was fairly quick, if not hazardous. "Our next location s'a place called Faerie Forest; it's definitely more, ah, well, scenic than Monster Mountain. Pretty trees and whatnot." A bit vague, but it'd do. They'd see for themselves soon enough what she was talking about, anyway. "It's home to some of the generally more pleasing lookin' creatures; got a unicorn, a winged fox, even a veela. And, of course, my personal favourite - the derpicorn. So cute, so tiny!" The last bit was said with a dreamy sigh and a slight inattention to the road that caused a harmless-but-abrupt swerve to happen. "Ahem. Well, I think we're about here anyway, best get ready to disembark and whatnot."
((Entering from Monster Mountain, exiting to Faerie Forest))
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: Mon May 20, 2013 12:06 pm
Tain startled herself awake when her head started to fall and quickly gave everyone a sheepish smile as she hadn't ment to fall asleep, opps. The seats were really soft and it sort of just happened none the less. Oh well she thought as she had somewhat heard to the next place there were heading to and it sounded interesting place, but she still had to wonder if any of the creature were real as technology these days were getting better than they had in the past, now if she could only touch any of those creatures then she truly know if they were real or not. But she was still excited none the less to see where they were heading now.
(Entering and Exiting)
Guest Name: Tain Baker Guest Profession: FX Artist/Costume Designer Physical Description: Mid thirties, with short wavy brown red that is slightly silvered hair, around 5’2” in height. Tain mostly wears jeans and a t-shirt as to not muck up her good clothing when working on projects, which is most of the time. Brief Character Profile: Tain is very curious and if need be will ask questions to get the answers she wants. She also thinks before asking or talking since Tain’s way of thinking is once you say anything it’s hard to take your words back if said wrong. Tain loves to try and figure out how things are build weather it be a prop or a costume and then after figuring it out how it was made to then figure out a way to make it look so much cooler. Don’t get Tain started talking about fabrics or your wont hear the end of it since she loves fabrics.
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