by RaZoR LeAf » Sun Nov 20, 2016 8:34 pm
Magicmetal03
You take your equipment and head off down the road. It's not long before you come across a bus stop. You check your wallet, you gave enough for a ticket. It's not long before a bus turns up.
"Morning son, where are you headed?"
You give the address and the bus driver nods.
"Sure there's a stop near there. Grab a seat."
You take a seat on the stuffy warm bus and it heads off. You look up at the cloudless sky and comment on how warm it is but the driver doesn't respond. There's nobody else on the bus. You crack open a window but all it does is blows in warm air. Sighing you sit back and enjoy the ride. As you go, a vehicle pulls up alongside and starts beeping its horn madly. You glance over and the driver of an ice cream van waves at you. You wave back, but the bus makes a turn and the van goes on a different path.
After a few miles the bus comes to a slow stop in the middle of the road. The bus driver gets up and heads to the door.
"I'll just be a moment, need to check the engine."
You watch him walk in front of the bus and bend down out of sight. You lean back and try to relax but it's getting really hot and stuffy. A musical jingle nearby catches your attention, an ice cream van parked behind you. The same as before? Hard to tell. The driver waves to you and you wave back again.
Wow it's hot. You get up from the seat and find it's partially sticking to you because the plastic seats are starting to melt. You approach the front and look out. The driver is nowhere to be seen. You try the doors, but they don't open and the emergency level is stuck fast. The temperature is rising rapidly.
What now?
Minuet
You try to strike up a conversation but you get no response from the man. You sit there awkwardly for a moment before someone responds.
"Actually he's my walker. I don't get out much. He's not even a real man he's made of wood and runs on air."
You look down at the dog and it opens its mouth into what could be seen as a toothy grin.
"Sorry about this, it must all seem quite odd. Talking dogs, wooden men, strange notes. We had to be sure you were the right person."
You are still staring at the dog with wide eyed shock. The dog appears to notice this and let's out a heavy sigh (or what can best be described as one).
"Confusing yes. Look, all you need to know right now is that you are a finder. You have inside you the ability to locate that which has been lost. But you need to go to a specific place first where your skills will be stronger."
The dog looks up at the sky for what seems like an eternity, then back at you.
"I have to go now, but we'll meet up again soon. For now, follow the birds to the ancient hall and walk the hollow stairs. It will take you where you must go."
"Nochio, walkies."
The 'man' stood up and led the dog away, leaving you alone on the bench.
What now?
FastAndBlast
You root through a few drawers and take out the only thing you can find that's mildly weapon like, a potato peeler. Next, the source of the voice. Several cupboards open and close and you find only a handful of things. A bag of flour, a box of biscuits, a dirty potato, a an of beans..
"Oh hello. You missed me." The voice says "Go back one."
You go back to a previous cupboard to look upon the dirty potato.
"Hello! Be a dear and get me out of here would you? I'm all for cool and dry storage but the roaches won't leave me be. Typical insects, you just dan't reason with a hive mind."
You take the potato out and lay in on the counter. You realise now that it seems to have a face carved... no the face is part of the potato itself.
"I do hope you're not going to use that peeler on me. Could you run me under the tap for a bit! I am covered in mandible juices. Ugh."
Still not sure what is going o , you turn on the tap and start to wash the potato. In between a few "ooh"s and "aah"s you finish and pat it dry with a towel.
"That's better. Thanks for coming back, it took a lot of effort to convince the pizza box to write that, talking to dead things is exhausting. I understand you are probably confused but it was important that we got to you before they did."
"You have the means to help us find something that was lost. But it's confusing, you need to be lost in order to find it. But that should be easy enough since it's been a long time since your kind visited us. Anyway, I'm potato waffling. You need to go deep into the roots of the building until the living overwhelms the dead."
"Oh, and if you could take that peeler away with you, I'd hate for the old dear to mistake me for her lunch. Go on now, shoo."
What now?
FeedDaKingdom
Wisely you leave the electronics behind but also decide against storm gear. Best to race the clouds to the top of the mountain. You head on up at a good pace.
A third of the way to the peak and you realise you've made a mistake. The storm has caught up to you and it is a big one. There is no rain, only wind. Grass is being ripped out of the ground, the debris is scraping across your face and the wind is almost blowing you off your feet.
"Id..."
You can barely make out a word in the wind.
"Idiot!"
It's more clear, but less polite. You shield your eyes from the wind and turn to look towards the voice. A man completely bundled up in heavy gear, googles, gloves, etc.
"Follow me fool, we need to get out of the wind!"
You have little choice as momentarily standing still almost ends up with you being blown away. You follow the man, not far, to a small burrowed out tunnel. The man gets down on his knees and begins to crawl in, however as he does so it leaves the clothes he was wearing in a pile on the floor. Before the wind can take them, they are pulled into the hole.
"Are you coming or not!?"
What now?
Sir Toddalot
You head towards the strange sound, tightening the grip on your shovel. As you move further along the hill you find yourself moving into denser grass. It was only ankle high a few moments ago, now it's almost up to your waist. A few rocks nearby that are big enough to stick out of the grass seem to be entangled in the greenery.
A sudden deafening crack alerts you and you look towards its source. A huge boulder that was wrapped in grass has just broken apart into several smaller pieces.
Something isn't right. The sound you heard seems to have faded so you decide to head back. As you turn you find your foot is trapped, several roots and vines have come out of the ground and wrapped around your ankle holding you firmly in place.
As you twist and turn the chittering noise starts to get louder. At the same time a figure appears not far from you, but the grass is growing to obscure them. The sun hits them and reflects off something shiny they are wearing, making them even harder to see. The vines tighten.
What now?
Ruby/Warbot - I will have yours up tomorrow, I need to work out your starting positions first.
Yes it's me