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tushanshu_logs2014-02-12 12:08 am
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Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: gene khan,
- thread: michaelangelo,
- thread: river tam,
- thread: tim drake,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † armin arlert,
- † arthur curry,
- † bucky barnes,
- † diana of themyscira,
- † ellie,
- † gabriel,
- † garrett hawke,
- † hal jordan,
- † hal jordan (2011),
- † ixis naugus,
- † jack frost,
- † jaime reyes,
- † james buchanan barnes,
- † kaine,
- † kaldur'ahm,
- † korra,
- † kyle rayner,
- † leonard mccoy,
- † leonardo (2003),
- † mark grayson,
- † mera,
- † miles morales,
- † milla maxwell,
- † monet st croix,
- † pavel chekov,
- † raphael (2003),
- † rebecca holiday,
- † sabriel,
- † sharon carter,
- † stiles stilinski,
- † styx,
- † tazendra,
- † teddy altman,
- † temeraire,
- † tess,
- † thread: enjolras,
- † tony stark (616),
- † toro raymond
EVENT | LANDFALL | KITHIKA | BOTTLE
Characters: ALL!
Date: February 12th - 28th
Location: Kithika, inside the bottle
Situation: The discovery of an artifact from the first war against Malicant reveals the land of Kithika within a dimension of the Death Plane... and just happens to be contained inside a bottle.
Warnings/Rating: Please indicate content warnings in subject headers as applicable.
OOC INFORMATION ♦ CITY OF KEELIAI ♦ INSIDE THE BOTTLE ♦ THE WORLD EATER
Arriving in Kithika is unpleasant for the most part. Transport through the glass vessel deposits you in the middle of a thick and murky swamp, with air so hot and humid it feels as though one is breathing through a wet towel. This is a place of perpetual night and there are no celestial bodies visible overhead through the twisted vines to break up the blackness, making the only light visible that which comes clumps of marsh fungus that emit a steady glow in a variety of muted colours: pale blue, whitish green, watery mauve. The only other light comes from those who can generate it themselves and that will reveal numerous broad-leaved trees, in some places standing too thick to move through. Below, knee-deep water laps in swirls at their legs, accompanied by the occasional slithery feel of something moving in the bracken against wet limbs, gone before it can be identified. A variety of strange noises from creatures of the swamp fill the air with buzzing and hoarse croaking, interrupted by the screech of mosquitoes the size of hummingbirds darting past and hungry for a meal.
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OOC NOTE: Characters will not be able to progress past the Temple and the Grounds for 48 IC hours after which point, the way to continue onward to find the dragon will be discovered. The second log will be posted on the 17th, to help spread out the tagging. Thank you!
OOC INFORMATION
Landfall Questions | Approved Item Requests | Player Plot - Kryptonian Rampage OOC
CITY OF KEELIAI
Emperor's Orders: Miasma Explained | Marshaling the Forces | A City Under Siege | Halting the Scourge
INSIDE THE BOTTLE
Crossing the Swamp | Decayed Grounds | The Sullied Temple | Stone Idols | Item Discovery
THE WORLD EATER
Battling the Dragon | Soul's Poison | Kryptonian Rampage | The Guarded Pool | Weighing the Options | Aftermath
Date: February 12th - 28th
Location: Kithika, inside the bottle
Situation: The discovery of an artifact from the first war against Malicant reveals the land of Kithika within a dimension of the Death Plane... and just happens to be contained inside a bottle.
Warnings/Rating: Please indicate content warnings in subject headers as applicable.
Arriving in Kithika is unpleasant for the most part. Transport through the glass vessel deposits you in the middle of a thick and murky swamp, with air so hot and humid it feels as though one is breathing through a wet towel. This is a place of perpetual night and there are no celestial bodies visible overhead through the twisted vines to break up the blackness, making the only light visible that which comes clumps of marsh fungus that emit a steady glow in a variety of muted colours: pale blue, whitish green, watery mauve. The only other light comes from those who can generate it themselves and that will reveal numerous broad-leaved trees, in some places standing too thick to move through. Below, knee-deep water laps in swirls at their legs, accompanied by the occasional slithery feel of something moving in the bracken against wet limbs, gone before it can be identified. A variety of strange noises from creatures of the swamp fill the air with buzzing and hoarse croaking, interrupted by the screech of mosquitoes the size of hummingbirds darting past and hungry for a meal.
---
OOC NOTE: Characters will not be able to progress past the Temple and the Grounds for 48 IC hours after which point, the way to continue onward to find the dragon will be discovered. The second log will be posted on the 17th, to help spread out the tagging. Thank you!
OOC INFORMATION
Landfall Questions | Approved Item Requests | Player Plot - Kryptonian Rampage OOC
CITY OF KEELIAI
Emperor's Orders: Miasma Explained | Marshaling the Forces | A City Under Siege | Halting the Scourge
INSIDE THE BOTTLE
Crossing the Swamp | Decayed Grounds | The Sullied Temple | Stone Idols | Item Discovery
THE WORLD EATER
Battling the Dragon | Soul's Poison | Kryptonian Rampage | The Guarded Pool | Weighing the Options | Aftermath
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Hopefully. For a while, at least.
...hopefully.
"Bailed out of still more trouble by a bunch of fucking fungus. What has my life become?" Returning his dagger to its proper place, he carefully steps up and gathers a little for himself. Just in case they do get split up, because that's just the kind of luck he tends to have. "I like the sound of cobblestones, though. Long as we don't run into whatever put 'em there. This doesn't strike me as the kinda terrain where we'll run into friendlies."
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"Finding some solid ground would be nice. It would be nice to actually see my feet again." With fungi firmly gripped in one hand, he draws one of his axes with the other. "Just in case we run into someone who doesn't feel like talking," Hawke says to the others. If things get too hairy he can just drop the fungi and go for once of his smokebombs too.
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"I hesitate to shadowmeld in such a place as this, where the in-between may be in the thrall of whatever black thing rules this land. Though not to say I'm frightened at the prospect, or will disavow any use of it. If need be." He nods to himself. "Yes, if need be."
Despite how much trouble it caused earlier, Naugus still summons a lick of flame at his fingertips, not projecting it so angrily as he had been before, but keeping it literally on hand should something new arrive that will make less of a fuss at being burnt alive.
As they progress, solid ground does eventually present itself, if grudgingly, roots and swamp rot breaking apart what stones are laid, sending what order they were once laid askew. But it seems to be leading somewhere, as evidence of civilization often does. It appears they are approaching a temple...
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"Ugh. I wasn't kidding when that lady called us down here, give me a fuckin' magic bottle that can hold a world inside, see if I don't come up with something better than this shit. The whole place looks like a sick cow sneezed on it. And did a few other things after."
As they come to the edge of the restless trees at last he tucks his collected glow-fungus into a pouch to free up both his hands. The white hilts of the Sisters of Mercy aren't looking so pretty after the first leg of this grubby adventure, but they feel comforting in his gnarled old fingers just the same. Even if this turns out to be another one of those freaky ~mystical~ ordeals that can't be solved with a quick knife to the soft bits, walking onto these creepy ruined temple grounds with daggers in his hands still seems like the thing to do.
"Looks like whoever used to be here had religion. Church of the Sick Cow's Shit. Services every day, all lost souls and clean boots welcome. Careful with the collection plate."
It's habitual with him.
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Even after breaking through the treeline Hawke continues to grip the fungi as he takes point. There's no telling what could be roaming the grounds here. If they find something maybe it will react to the light in a similar fashion as the trees. Or maybe it will just make him a target. Who knows. At least he has Ixis and Styx to watch his back.
"Somehow this doesn't surprise me," Hawke says with a smirk. "Whenever there's trouble there's always some fallen temple or weird ruins standing a the center of it. It's like a law of the world. Birds fly. Fish swim. Ruins mean trouble."
And of course, where there's trouble there will most certainly be Hawke. "You know, if there is a collection plate I'm sure they won't need it anymore." He turns his head, grinning wryly at the other two.
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Or for however much longer he can stand this dump. Unlike the other two, Naugus is not much for down-and-dirty expeditions, stuff that ends up with mud in his boots and concerns over how the hell these mosquitoes got so big in the first place. Frustrated that sheer firepower (literally) was a no-go plan, at least when the flora is concerned, Naugus personally hopes these ruins will be a little more interesting, a little more fruitful.
"The place sings with dark magicks. It's seeped into every stone, every-" The wizard stops short suddenly, eyes going wide like he'd just heard or felt something shocking. Then he melts into shadow, literally. He just sinks into the darkness at his feet. There is the fleeting movement of an indistinct shadow slithering hastily away on the ground, towards some crumbled ruins that don't seem of any particular note. And then, moments later, it zips back, rising upwards and taking the form of the mage once more. He looks downright gleeful. Like he found something amazing.
"My opinion of this realm has completely changed. COMPLETELY. I found something from my zone! From where I came from!"