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sticksandbones2023-09-01 11:03 am
EVENT 004
It’s a calm, misty morning. The sun is peaking over the treetops, and the air is chilled, almost like the onset of fall. How long have you been here, now? Days? Weeks? Months? Everything blurs together. But so you persist… just. Not quite yet. The day’s only just waking up and so are you! Whether you like it or not. You see, as you slept, something has crept its way into your room, and as the sun peaks through windows and closed blinds, it’s finally grabbing you and pulling.
As you meet your rude awakening, the intruder is clear to see. Or rather, it’s incredibly unclear. Mist and fog and sickly-looking vines wrap around your legs and up your body as it drags you to the woods, and attacks of all sorts slide off like water on glass. There is no escape. It’s time to play, and the air is unusually, painfully hot.
The fog of the forest grows dark and heavy as you’re pulled along against your will, and as you go something seems… different. Maybe your body seems lighter and off balanced. Maybe certain features are no longer tickling your skin. Maybe the connection to the world around you has been brutally severed — all that can be said is that as you’re eventually spat out to a metal platform, you feel incomplete somehow. Magic doesn’t come when you call. Gear doesn’t activate properly. Whatever happened, you’re a completely ordinary human, and it stings.
You and your fellow denizens of the Grove stand on a seeringly hot metal platform, and the air burns your lungs. Ash and soot float through the air, singeing wherever it lands for a split second. Towering up before you is a volcano that has no right being here — but it is. Platforms and smaller spires and rocks litter your surroundings, and scorch marks are everywhere.
The only consolation is that whatever is about to happen, you at least aren’t doing this in your pyjamas.
Eventually, as sweat builds up and the wind only burns further, a too-familiar childish voice rings out: "It’s playtime! If you win, I’ll show you something REALLY cool. …Oh, but surely I don’t have to explain ‘The Floor is Lava’, right?"
It goes silent, and there’s a loud metal grind of something. The lava beneath the platform begins to rise, and so does the hateful heat.
At least there are multiple ways out. You can attempt to hop across crumbling platforms, mysteriously and magically floating overhead — though they might break after a few footsteps. You can try climbing the burning-hot, stony surface of the surrounding cliffsides, where flows of magma get a bit too close for comfort. You can take the safer-but-risky way of running through the game area’s many mazelike paths, cut into and through the cliffs, but be careful; should the magma rise too high, those pathways will be flooded. No matter what you choose, the goal is to get to the top, out of the volcanic arena and to a designated “safe zone" waiting on an overhang at the volcano's lip. Up there, an invisible barrier prevents victors from climbing back down into the game zone, and up there is where you will wait with your fellow victors if you succeed. It’s air-conditioned, as if you’re still not trapped within a volcano.
As the first of you reaches the top of the rise, a victory fanfare plays from somewhere, but the lava begins to rise faster. Faster and faster, for each person who succeeds — or dies a horrible, fiery death. You’d better hope your success doesn’t come at the cost of someone else’s life.
As soon as there are no players remaining in the game, another chime plays from a still-mysterious location. After a cheerful voice congratulates you on your victory, the fog encircles you again, as it had done earlier in the day. When you next blink, you’re back in the Grove, standing exactly where you were when you were first taken.
Those of you who died, however, will wake up the following morning in your usual sleeping quarters, be it in your bed or outside in the forest. The good news is, you’re hale and healthy despite everything. A voice whispers to you as soon as you reawaken: "Better luck next time!"
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[ BB can see it the flash of - depravity when one is ready to simply subside into whatever hellish nightmare is to come. Give in and die - mortals are so funny but to see it in a being like Mizuki some how pisses her off.
So she shoves him, angrily. ]
Fuck off with your offer, lets get going. Up.
[ BB has heels on, and is wearing literally nothing aside from the white leotard like suit on her. She ditched the jacket moments before, tossing it into the flames letting it burn away. ]
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Please don't shove him, he's already having a hard time. He uses his harpoon-brella as a cane to keep upright, fortunately, but holy fuck. He sees that BB is coping well with this (she isn't. She's going to get a hug from him after they're out of here...) ]
BB, it's alright if you need help. I'm... equipped to handle this. [ Sea jelly... tired. Dry. Ugh, he's miserable. Why can't his fast adaptation work instantly? That would be very useful. ]
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sigh the way mizuki went from 0 on bonds to 10 suddenly is hilarious
Well maybe if you beg hard enough I'll let you live there scot free after we get out of this cheesy half bitten excuse of a mental Olympic game. Literally? Whats the point of throwing us in a place without any incentive from those who throw us in here - absolutely [ BB starts monologuing. You'll notice, she WILL TRY TO take his umbrella and shoves it somewhere that will leave it stuck inside of the other some how. Then she literally forces him to get fireman carried by her. She starts walking her ass up a hill that is walkable. Soles of her shoes are beginning to melt into the ground - oh well! She is complaining about how fat Mizuki is, and that he needs to start losing weight. Starts complaining about everything about how shitty the lava looks and etc. Feel free to fight her in getting off or her not taking him. ]
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Instead of trying to fight her, he simply adjusts himself so he's in less of a fireman's carry, and more just on her back in general. He knows he's lightweight, so he's not all too concerned about him being carried slowing her down, but she's really not handling this well, huh? He supposes no one is. That made sense…
He wraps his arms around her neck and presses his face into her shoulder. ]
It's okay, BB. I'm right here.
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She takes his shoes off first, puts her foot in. Doesn't care for the size of it, and plops her red heel on Mizuki's foot. Now he has heels on, good for him. The soles of the shoes are nearly melted away, and it would be evident to Mizuki if he wanted to take not of it. That the bottom of her feet must be burnt because the heels were melted and barely hanging on. ]
We're going and we cant let the others move on. I already had an issue trying to pass damn Elsword.
[ She moves her hands behind her and pushes him back up - then marches forward. ]
If I hear you keep saying gushy stupid shit again, I'll throw you down into the pit when we reach the top just to watch your ugly face get contorted from the betrayal, when you fall down into the lava.
[ Telling people what you are going to do to them, as if it is evil - defeats the whole entire purpose. She knows that, but doesnt care. ]
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Okay. [ It's all he manages. There's a lot he could say, but she needs to save her breath. It's hard enough to breathe as it is in this heat. He wishes he could offer something more to her. ]
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The way they use a cheap tactic to try to scare everyone into feeling as if this is all real - [ She coughs in between her words, her breath ragged. Pain is ever there at the foundation of her being. ] so annoying... Remind BB when we get back, to question the Trader and Shopkeeper again. I know they know something, they aren't telling us.
[ Why else, would they sit there feeding them and goading them into living in this deranged closet fantasy instead of HELPING them escape? ]
UGH!! Youre so fat, [ He's not, shes just complaining again. ] now I have to climb a whole WALL!!
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I'm sorry. I'm glad you're so strong, BB. [ He should be the one carrying her. She shouldn't be doing any of this for him. ] When we get back, I'll make it up to you.
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[ She is climbing, and climbing pretty well actually? But it is hard with someone else on your back, and she seems to regard Mizuki rather loosely. ]
Don't let go, or I'll let you fall to your death.
[ She says that and jokes. And climbs farther. ]