⇨ CAMPING GROUNDS

[ringleaders]

Who: Everybody!
When: Day 64
Where: The Camping Grounds
What: While the Ringmaster attempts to purge the carnival of magical tracing spells and deal with the angry fire fae in her belly, everyone else is getting sent on an emergency camping trip with some unusual local fauna.
Warnings: Camping.

CRYPTIC CAMPGROUNDS↴ You're given about three hours to prepare, after the Ringmaster tells you her plans for the coming week. There is a vast selection of camping equipment at your disposal, and the means to take along enough food for the length of the stay. The wilderness of the planet you're left on is nearly idyllic, but some people just don't like the great outdoors. ► CRYPTOZOOLOGY: As it turns out, the carnival won't be alone here. There is a varied ecosystem of cryptids to be found as well, living in relative peace and mostly reacting to the newcomers with curiousity. More details can be found on the plotting post. You are free to NPC the cryptids as much as you need to, as long as you stick to the behaviours described. ► DREAMSHARING: There is a player plot going on which will allow characters to share dreams! These are specifically more dreams than nightmares, and the mushi-adept characters will be here to help. ► CHILLAX: There isn't any plot twist for this setting, so this is mostly an opportunity to decompress from the last plot and get ready for the future. The Ringmaster will show up occasionally to help with needed medical treatments and check on things, but won't stick around for long.

Comments

rhys | ota

[seniorvicejanitor]

 

first half of the event | ota

[seniorvicejanitor]

I. CAMPING WTF [D64]

This can't be happening.

[ but it is. rhys can clearly see that it is. he's standing in the wilderness, surrounded by people putting up tents and he's concerned about his socks. he's managed to keep them clean for the duration of his stay and now, there's mud and bugs and other gross things surrounding him. ]

I have to sleep here?

[ how was this supposed to be comfortable! what if he put his sleeping bag on a rock! did this carnival have workers compensation? where was their handbook of regulations? ]

This isn't a joke?

[ it wasn't. pitch your tents, rhys.]

II. ANIMALS WTF [D65]

[ okay, so they were camping and there was no way to get out of it. rhys had pouted about that for a little while and then, when that had gotten boring, had gotten up and made like he was flouncing.

maybe someone would come look for him. but no one did. not even after he sighed like a lost child. so, he was currently out of in the woods, trying to find something to do.

he'd pulled a few leaves off a tree because he could and stared at them. when he looked up, he was face to face with some kind of large looking creature.

a nightcrawler though rhys had no idea that's what it was.

no, he didn't know or care and all he did was yelp and back away quickly. he could probably be heard pretty clearly if you were nearby. ]

III. RELAX WTF [D66]

[ after his little run in with the nightcrawler, rhys decides to stick close to the campsite. everyone was lucky he didn't hibernate inside of his tent never to come out again.

but no, he tried to come out be social.

and what did he get for that? mosquito bites. ]

RELAX (with alcohol)

[whattaprick]

[ For being in such bad shape a few days prior, Lambert is overall looking in disgustingly good spirits. He's still covered with a ton of bandages just to spare people the sight of mending skin in progress, but he's well enough to sit up for extended periods of time, which is what he's doing when he catches sight of Rhys. ]

You look glum. [ Is what he says by way of greeting, waving him over. At least he doesn't look like he's about to hit him again...? ] Relax, it's a vacation.

Re: RELAX (with alcohol)

[seniorvicejanitor]

This is a vacation?

[ what the heck kind of things did lambert do for work that this was a vacation for him? it was dirty and bug infested and he was pretty sure he was going to get rained on at some point during this trip. ]

Why do you look like you got into a fight with a skag and lost?

[ that was a lot of bandages, lambert. ]

[whattaprick]

I got half-incinerated, then got punted into a wall by the Ringmaster. So close enough.

[ It's all very matter-of-fact. Though after a moment, he gestures to the bottle beside him with the hand that isn't currently holding a lit cigarette. ]

You want a drink?

[seniorvicejanitor]

Whoa.

[ ouch. ]

What the hell did you do that pissed her off so badly?

[ and also: ]

Yeah, I want a drink. I think I need it.

Camping

[prazerbutterfly]

I'm afraid with the current mood of the Ringmaster right now that this is very much not a joke nor should you really stoke her ire.

[His voice and the fact he set down a bundle of things, including bound up pillows and a couple of blankets along with a bag of assorted snacks, is the only real indication that Tyki is there at all. He made no sound while approaching instead choosing to listen to Rhys complain as usual.]

We're here for a week or so. Who knows. May as well get comfortable.

Re: Camping

[seniorvicejanitor]

I wasn't going to poke her.

[ he didn't have a death wish. not right now, at least.

rhys glances over, trying to figure out how long tyki had been there. rhys hadn't heard him approach and he hadn't heard him get himself comfortable and now he was there like he'd been there for hours. ]

Stop sneaking up on me.

[ yeah, that would work. ]

[prazerbutterfly]

Maybe later you can voice your concerns when she's had a moment to calm down. She's really easy to talk to usually.

[Tyki cracks a grin and approaches closer now that he's obtained Rhys' attention.] So demanding, Mister Rhys. I thought I would offer my help since you seem to be struggling with this task.

II

[dressedtothe]

[And it just so happens 9S is nearby! It's almost like, fate, that every time he happens on Rhys, it is during a less than flattering moment. As usual, Pod 153 is hovering by his shoulder, though this time, his sword is floating at his back via a glowing ring of light, the blade covered in a scabbard.

So when he hears Rhys' yelp, 9S rushes over.]

Rhys!

[He glances around, looking for danger. Though... there seems to be none? His tone turns doubtful.]

Are you alright?

Re: II

[seniorvicejanitor]

No!

[ does he sound all right? no, he does not. he sounds like he's about to be eaten by some terrifying creature. ]

This campsite is infested with monsters.

[ that nightcrawler had done nothing but look at him. rhys was just a reactionary bitch. ]

[dressedtothe]

[9S glances as Rhys. Glances at Pod 153. The voice that comes out of the box bot is clearly robotic, though with a distinctly 'female' sound to it.]

< Hypothesis: The small creature placed on the plant life is the cause of the human named Rhys' distress >

[9S looks back at Rhys.]

Really?

camping

[anti_nonsense]

[Rita's just watching this with her arms folded and a dubious look on her face. At her feet is a sleeping bag bundled around a pillow with a strap. Her tent, apparently, is elsewhere.]

What? Is there a problem?

Re: camping

[seniorvicejanitor]

Yeah, the problem is the camping.

[ duh!!!! ]]

Can you honestly say this is what you want to be doing right now?

[anti_nonsense]

[Rita glances away, her eyes narrowed.] Of course not.

But it's not like this world has any inns we can check into instead. Be glad we had a chance to grab tents and sleeping bags.

camping whyyyy

[textsfromhotland]

[There's a crash and an angry grunt as Alphys' tent collapses on itself again.]

I HATE CAMPING!

Re: camping whyyyy

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ rhys startles slightly, glaring at the noise until he sees that it's someone having as much trouble with things as he is. ]

Me too!

[ he was glad he wasn't alone. ]

[textsfromhotland]

I can't use my laptop... or sleep in my own bed... or catch up on my shows... this is seriously the worst!

ANIMALS-!

[betheman]

[]Congratulations, Rhys- you've bumped into a 'tree'.

Or, well...he's partly a tree. If Rhys didn't like the idea of the night crawler he is about to really hate the idea of what he backed into. While even parts of Gongenzaka's front have bark and leaves once it's waist down (and at 9 foot, the taur-beast is certainly far enough off the ground that 'waist down' is most of the area Rhys would come to), there is fur there as well.

Something that probably won't take too long to realize, even without the fact that Gongenzaka is about to speak.]

AUH.... A...Are you alright, sir?

Re: ANIMALS-!

[seniorvicejanitor]

Yeah, I'm just --

[ and then he turned around and looked at who (WHAT?!) was talking to him. and -- ]

Are you a talking tree!?

[ don't shout, rhys. ]

[betheman]

HAUH!?!

[If there was any response he expected... ...It was not that. He actually backs off a step in shock in fact, ears flicking anxiously.] I- I-

I, the man Gongenzaka, am assuredly no tree..! [He stammers, sounding quite like he stepped out of a period drama.] T...though, I suppose, portions of my being...

animals

[pipers_son]

[As it turns out, Joker is nearby, mostly because when one has a giant plant-owl that is now the size of a short human, it's wise to get that giant bird some exercise. He's mostly standing to the side as Feathers the Decidueye gnaws on some leaves that are short enough when he hears the shout, and the two perk up.]

[Investigating, of course... leads to Rhys.]

Alright there, mate?

[There's no gore or anything, so he's going to assume 'yes', but hey. You never know.]

Re: animals

[seniorvicejanitor]

Fine. Just fine!

[ besides the freaking nightcrawler still hanging around, taunting him, making him fear that he was going to get stung or bit and end up with some incurable disease. ]

Just, you know, hanging out. Seeing the sights. Hating bugs.

[pipers_son]

[Ha. Joker leans against a wall, Feathers peering around his shoulder. It could practically be a person with how tall it is.]

Bugs gettin' in the way of the sights?

[seniorvicejanitor]

Bugs are getting in the way of everything.

[ rhys glances over, nods at the man and then does a double take at feathers. then, he asks a dumb question: ]

Are you part bird?