Who: The Joshquest Party What: Joshquest When: At the end of June Where: The Night Vale Community Radio station Warnings: None here, but pay attention to CWs in tag subjects!
One night, like every other night this month, Joshua's voice comes over the radio in its nightly broadcast.
Unlike every other night, though, it isn't the nightly broadcast.
"Howdy, Listeners. I've got a little bit of a change in the line-up tonight. Instead of the usual, how about... we play a little game?
You see, Listeners, I've been stuck in this radio station for a while now. Don't get me wrong, it's been a blast watching you all out there, but you can't blame a guy for wanting to stretch his wings after a while, can you? And besides, something needs to be done about our present situation. I don't know if you've noticed, but it's not looking too great out there. Seems like our fun is about up.
Unfortunately, I can't make it out of the building myself. But, lucky for you, it seems like the station has finally decided to show its doors on the outside. How convenient! Just mind the guard dogs.
Find me, and win a prize. Or, don't find me, and the Grove can just slowly turn into a desert wasteland. Oooh, what a thrilling turn of events. I'm hanging on the edge of my seat."
Whenever you show up, it does indeed seem like the station has developed a pair of front doors! They might be made of stone, with no windows or lights or even doorknobs or handles to be seen, but they are doors all the same. And, just as Joshua indicated, there do seem to be guard dogs - in the form of a small pack of Noisewolves.
Alright. That's... That's great. Sidney surveys the situation before turning to the rest.
"Before anything, we should cover what we can do. I'm good at taking hits, tracking and finding danger or "important" items, and I have enhanced speed and durability. I have a flare gun that refills itself now and then, so I can keep using it- I tend to use it to stun Hunters or monsters, but it's not great at actually killing anything for obvious reasons. I also have been told my presence is supernaturally calming, but that's more for healing and hiding, I think...
Ultimately, I'm best for the 'rescue' in a search and rescue, as opposed to outright fighting."
I'd prefer not to kill wild animals if we don't have to. I have a neurotoxin that can put them to sleep, if it comes to that. [you have a what] What do you think?
Mizuki is absolutely showing up alongside a few of his fellows - seemingly mostly happy to be following people rather than anything else. This probably is an important rescue mission, right! How fun! How exciting! It's truly like a video game. Maybe there's going to be different levels? Ohh, he can't wait to see what the boss will be.
For now, though, Mizuki only knows Eat or Feed as his problem solving methods, so hopefully someone has the thought to pull him back as he quite literally reveals a tentacle from its camouflage behind him and uses the harpooned tip of his umbrella to cut it relatively easily off of him. That is, if you're not horrified by that sight, anyway. The tentacle is an intense, inky black, with the vague look of an oil slick if an oil slick was also monstrous and eldritch. There's also the hintest speckles of... a starry sky? Weird.
Maybe don't look at it too long. Something about it gives you the heebie jeebies.
He's going to offer it to the puppies (wolves) if no one intervenes, though.
[ He... isn't sure he wants to know what a neurotoxin is at this moment, and whatever the blue haired one was doing got a startled yelp out of Pavlova, who fluffed his feathers and half hid behind his father.
What on Earthbread was that??? ]
... I might know how to get the door open. I'm good at archery too, and I have some magic.
Or more of one, depending. [He does not elaborate on what he specifically is thinking — that Mizuki's Seaborn cells won't play nice.] Sidney is right in that we should cover what we can do, going back to that while mi amigo deals with the wolves.
To start: Call me either by my codename "Thorns" or birth name Isidro. I'm the captain of la Cuna de Nene, a pirate ship or trade and reconnaissance vessel... depending on who you ask at the time. The Corazonix that makes up my left arm, [he waves his metal arm around, hi] allows me to find any object I desire as long as it resides in this realm, among other things. Healing, raising the strength of my squadron, poisons and neurotoxins, as well as forbidden Iberian arts and swordplay are my specialities. Encantado de conocerte.
Instead of signing this part, Mizuki pulls out his phone so he can type on the screen and “speak” with text to speech.
Oh, sorry, I hadn’t known we were giving proper introductions! This really is like a video game beginning, huh?
I’m Mizuki. I know a little bit of healing magic because I ate Ourania’s magic moon rock. I am also a world record holder for Pac-Man. Um, I don’t really have any other outstanding skills, though. Just let me know what to do.
Mizuki and I both work for Rhodes Island. I don't know why you're saying you have no outstanding skills — [to everyone else:] he's skilled in stealth and assassination techniques. And also neurotoxins. Unlike me, he can generate them naturally.
[Shadow Milk, who know has a Pavlova hiding behind him claps his hands together.]
Shadow Milk Cookie, at your service. The one behind me is Pavlova Cookie, my son. I'm but a humble jester, but some once called me the Fount of All Knowledge in the past. I used to have the Knowledge and understanding of all things running through my head! That's less the case here, but I still know quite a lot. You won't find someone more knowledgable on magic than me!
The Forest sealed most of my power, since apparently warping reality, space and time is just tooooo much of an issue for it to deal with! I can still do minor conjurations, shapeshifting, and shadowmancy.
I am blind, however, so do take care not to leave little ol' me behind.
[Shadow Milk is going to do his little idea of shapeshifting into a wolf. He will look very silly with the seeing staff being held in his jaws so he doesn't walk into a wall or something.]
[Is he here to make friends? No, he is here to aggro them by being annoying and drawing their attention. He lifts his leg to "Mark Territory" on one of them if he's allowed to get close enough and then will take off running like a bat out of hell.]
Well, he's not just going to leave Shadow Milk to deal with the consequences of that as unnecessary as he figured that was. The wolves are fast but Pavlova is used to moving targets, so when he looses the arrow, it safely hits one of the pursuing wolves with practiced precision. ]
[ Shadow Milk does get close enough to one of the Noise wolves, because the rule of funny beats the dice here! There's a considerable bit of growling, but no attacking, mostly circling.
Until the pee happens, and then the wolves are mad.
Luckily, Pavlova takes out one of them! The wolf yelps and barks, tumbling to the ground in a heap and then fizzling quickly into static. ]
[ Mizuki likewise... is just watching. He's not the sort to do things on a whim or anything like that. He claps for Pavlova after the first wolf is gone, though. ]
[ Signing: ] It was a suggestion, nothing more. I'm just here to take orders. But if you'd like me to...
[ Then he's absolutely going to! Or do his best, anyway. It doesn't look like these things have "meat" on them ??? Based on how the other one exploded. But he'll absolutely attempt to noodle the Big Puppy(tm) and try to sink his teeth right into it's neck if he can catch it. ]
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Unlike every other night, though, it isn't the nightly broadcast.
"Howdy, Listeners. I've got a little bit of a change in the line-up tonight. Instead of the usual, how about... we play a little game?
You see, Listeners, I've been stuck in this radio station for a while now. Don't get me wrong, it's been a blast watching you all out there, but you can't blame a guy for wanting to stretch his wings after a while, can you? And besides, something needs to be done about our present situation. I don't know if you've noticed, but it's not looking too great out there. Seems like our fun is about up.
Unfortunately, I can't make it out of the building myself. But, lucky for you, it seems like the station has finally decided to show its doors on the outside. How convenient! Just mind the guard dogs.
Find me, and win a prize. Or, don't find me, and the Grove can just slowly turn into a desert wasteland. Oooh, what a thrilling turn of events. I'm hanging on the edge of my seat."
Whenever you show up, it does indeed seem like the station has developed a pair of front doors! They might be made of stone, with no windows or lights or even doorknobs or handles to be seen, but they are doors all the same. And, just as Joshua indicated, there do seem to be guard dogs - in the form of a small pack of Noise wolves.
What do you do?
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Alright. That's... That's great. Sidney surveys the situation before turning to the rest.
"Before anything, we should cover what we can do. I'm good at taking hits, tracking and finding danger or "important" items, and I have enhanced speed and durability. I have a flare gun that refills itself now and then, so I can keep using it- I tend to use it to stun Hunters or monsters, but it's not great at actually killing anything for obvious reasons. I also have been told my presence is supernaturally calming, but that's more for healing and hiding, I think...
Ultimately, I'm best for the 'rescue' in a search and rescue, as opposed to outright fighting."
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For now, though, Mizuki only knows Eat or Feed as his problem solving methods, so hopefully someone has the thought to pull him back as he quite literally reveals a tentacle from its camouflage behind him and uses the harpooned tip of his umbrella to cut it relatively easily off of him. That is, if you're not horrified by that sight, anyway. The tentacle is an intense, inky black, with the vague look of an oil slick if an oil slick was also monstrous and eldritch. There's also the hintest speckles of... a starry sky? Weird.
Maybe don't look at it too long. Something about it gives you the heebie jeebies.
He's going to offer it to the puppies (wolves) if no one intervenes, though.
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Wh- Mizuki, th' hell are you doin?
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What on Earthbread was that??? ]
... I might know how to get the door open. I'm good at archery too, and I have some magic.
[ No introduction, you've scared him. ]
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Then looks over at everyone else as he lowers the tendril.
"Unless we have another plan?"
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Or more of one, depending. [He does not elaborate on what he specifically is thinking — that Mizuki's Seaborn cells won't play nice.] Sidney is right in that we should cover what we can do, going back to that while mi amigo deals with the wolves.
To start: Call me either by my codename "Thorns" or birth name Isidro. I'm the captain of la Cuna de Nene, a pirate ship or trade and reconnaissance vessel... depending on who you ask at the time. The Corazonix that makes up my left arm, [he waves his metal arm around, hi] allows me to find any object I desire as long as it resides in this realm, among other things. Healing, raising the strength of my squadron, poisons and neurotoxins, as well as forbidden Iberian arts and swordplay are my specialities. Encantado de conocerte.
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Oh, sorry, I hadn’t known we were giving proper introductions! This really is like a video game beginning, huh?
I’m Mizuki. I know a little bit of healing magic because I ate Ourania’s magic moon rock. I am also a world record holder for Pac-Man. Um, I don’t really have any other outstanding skills, though. Just let me know what to do.
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Mizuki and I both work for Rhodes Island. I don't know why you're saying you have no outstanding skills — [to everyone else:] he's skilled in stealth and assassination techniques. And also neurotoxins. Unlike me, he can generate them naturally.
[Mansplains his friend to people]
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[Shadow Milk, who know has a Pavlova hiding behind him claps his hands together.]
Shadow Milk Cookie, at your service. The one behind me is Pavlova Cookie, my son. I'm but a humble jester, but some once called me the Fount of All Knowledge in the past. I used to have the Knowledge and understanding of all things running through my head! That's less the case here, but I still know quite a lot. You won't find someone more knowledgable on magic than me!
The Forest sealed most of my power, since apparently warping reality, space and time is just tooooo much of an issue for it to deal with! I can still do minor conjurations, shapeshifting, and shadowmancy.
I am blind, however, so do take care not to leave little ol' me behind.
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[ More like you are NOT leaving me alone with them.
He's got a book clutched tight and the other has his dad's hand. He gives a little nod when his dad introduces him tho. Hi. ]
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OH KAED~
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Self harm tw. Not for depression reasons
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Wolfening cw: wolf behavior
[Is he here to make friends? No, he is here to aggro them by being annoying and drawing their attention. He lifts his leg to "Mark Territory" on one of them if he's allowed to get close enough and then will take off running like a bat out of hell.]
[Here's your shot Pav!]
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Well, he's not just going to leave Shadow Milk to deal with the consequences of that as unnecessary as he figured that was. The wolves are fast but Pavlova is used to moving targets, so when he looses the arrow, it safely hits one of the pursuing wolves with practiced precision. ]
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Until the pee happens, and then the wolves are mad.
Luckily, Pavlova takes out one of them! The wolf yelps and barks, tumbling to the ground in a heap and then fizzling quickly into static. ]
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Let me know if you need any help!
[He's just gonna stand here with the others until then kthx]
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Weren't you going to try eating one? I think nuestro amigo por telefono said they wouldn't be that good, but I'm curious.
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great job, sid. )
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Well whatever you do can you make up your mind? I don't want dad to get hurt 'cause we're wasting time.
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[Guys he's blind, depowered and (he didn't mention this) his body is incredibly frail hahaha oops-]
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[ Then he's absolutely going to! Or do his best, anyway. It doesn't look like these things have "meat" on them ??? Based on how the other one exploded. But he'll absolutely attempt to noodle the Big Puppy(tm) and try to sink his teeth right into it's neck if he can catch it. ]
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cw self harm
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Dad, over this way!
[ The others seem to have it now so Shadow Milk should be fine to double back. ]
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