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⇨ SHINIES
Who: Anyone who wants to pick on Tamatoa.
When: Day 45 onward.
Where: In and around Tamatoa's lair.
What: People getting up into Tamatoa's grill for some reason or another. Anybody is welcome to participate, but please communicate with the mods first so that we can discuss how to set up the thread and what your characters are attempting. Tamatoa may attack people outside of his lair, too, but you'll need some kind of narrative hook to prevent him from just eating you if you want to engage him that way.
Warnings: Crab related violence.
When: Day 45 onward.
Where: In and around Tamatoa's lair.
What: People getting up into Tamatoa's grill for some reason or another. Anybody is welcome to participate, but please communicate with the mods first so that we can discuss how to set up the thread and what your characters are attempting. Tamatoa may attack people outside of his lair, too, but you'll need some kind of narrative hook to prevent him from just eating you if you want to engage him that way.
Warnings: Crab related violence.
TAMATOA'S LAIR↴![]() Tamatoa lives in a giant clam shell, inside of a mysterious cave that lies about a half hour's swim away from the city. This is also where he keeps most of his loot - either stashed somewhere in the lair or (mostly) sitting on the back of his shell. He hangs out in this cave most of the time he isn't stomping around looking for sunken ships. ![]() Tamatoa is gigantic. In fact, he's even a bit more gigantic than he appeared in the movie Moana - and those combating him will find that he also seems to be somewhat resistant to magical affects. A human is the relative size of a pen cap in his claws, and he could crush a normal person will trivial effort. He could also pretty easily toss them into his giant mouth - which he usually will, given the opportunity. Facing Tamatoa could come with great reward, but with equally high risk. |
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"Uhh..." he starts, uncertainly, his voice quavering a little. "Maybe we should turn around..."
AND DRIVE REALLY FAST.
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She looks between the giant enemy crab and the van. "I definitely think he's coming this way and that we should get out of here." Also Lapis can't actually tell if she wants to get into the van with everyone else or stay outside of it in case a quick retreat needs to be made.
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Meanwhile, Tamatoa is trying to reach beneath himself with his claws to crab the van like someone trying to gather papers that are blowing in the wind.
"And what's this?!" he coos to himself, apparently not considering that the van is already filled with people, quite yet. He didn't really get a close look at Lapis yet, because he's frankly quite distracted. "Some kind of metallic contraption - ? Hey, you stop that. Stop spinning around this instant."
A claw plunges into the sand in front of the van.
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"AAHHHHHH-"
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Also, Stevens' bubble is pretty great at making sure that Lapis is just as trapped underneath the giant crab as the rest of them.
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"Lapis, are you okay?!" he yells, frantically leaning halfway out.
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"I'm fine! Are you okay, Steven?"
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"Everyone--is everyone--?" He looked back around the van to check on his passengers, heard Lapis' assurance from above, and forced himself to breathe. That's... that's one tally in the "Pro" column.
But there's one big, big tally on the "Con" side. Greg leans forward over his wheel to peer up, and up and up. This is just a misunderstanding. They don't have any valuables or anything! They can make it out of here, and laugh about it.
"H-hey there! Sorry, we're just passing through, we--we didn't expect to see anyone, um, but..."
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He experimentally lifts one of his claws and hits the bubble with it. Not as hard as he could, but hard enough that it plows it part way into the sand. When that doesn't do anything, the crab leans down closer to the ground, prodding at the outside of the orb experimentally.
"Hello?" he calls. "Are those voices I hear?"
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"What are you doing don't talk to it!!!" she hisses at Greg, frantic.
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He swoons for a moment, dazed, putting everything into holding up his shield instead of doing things like thinking and talking.
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Greg scrambles to check on his son, but he can't quite reach him from the window. "Steven, are you--"
He grits his teeth as a claw keeps poking at the bubble. "S-stop! Please!" Where his voice was fairly small and anxious before, desperation's made sure Tamatoa will hear his yells now. "We're in here, please, take it easy!"
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Groaning to herself, Peridot scuttles her way over to a window while everyone else is yelling and cautiously pokes her head out. Getting another good look at Tamatoa nearly sends her scurrying back to her corner, but she steels herself and settles for simply grimacing at the unpleasant sight of GIANT GODDAMN CRAB all up in their grill.
She's doing her level best to stay as flat against the contours of the van as she can while she extends a suckered squid arm and gently. Hooks Steven's ankle. Without looking? To try to tow him back into the van, while she keeps her eyes fixed on Tamatoa.
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He knocks his claw against the exterior of the bubble one more time, making a sound of annoyance.
"You can't fool me, little mers," he booms, sounding proud of himself for how observant he is. "I can see the treasures you are hiding in there!" He clasps a giant claw around the outside of the bubble, hefting the entire thing up to raise it to his eye level. "Now... come on out and share. I'm sure we can come to some kind of... arrangement?"
Like him taking your treasure and also eating you, that sound great.
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"Woah woah woah, come on, mister!" It's hard to sound polite when everyone else is shouting in frustration, and also you yourself are not really feeling it either.
And, quite frankly, his first thought is less to think of his friends and family as valuables and more to think Tamatoa's playing misguided hardball. "I'm telling you, we haven't got anything!"
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He's inadvertently staring down at his belly as he tries to recover, and as he notices the glow of the gem something occurs to him.
"What if he means our gems?" he gasps in a harsh whisper.
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She blows a raspberry at the giant crab, completely oblivious of what Steven is saying because she's outside the van and can't hear shit.
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But...
"... C'mon, Steven, drop the bubble so we can get out there and smush him."
It can't be that hard, right?
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Steven has no objections to Peridot enveloping him at the moment, but his reaction to Amethyst telling him to drop the bubble is to become extremely anxious. Oh no, this is bad.
"No, Amethyst - somebody's gunna get hurt!" he pleads. "I can protect you guys!"
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