⇨ 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

[prazerbutterfly]

Nothing fancy. Only eggs and potatoes for breakfast. I can do fish over a fire as well.

[Don't expect five star cuisine, Rhys. He can't make much more than that but it'll be hearty and somewhat tasty.]

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ more than rhys can make, though. much more. ]

Huh.

[ okay this was sounding a little better. ]

I can toast bread.

[prazerbutterfly]

That's something.

[Sorry, Tyki has no idea what toaster is. He toasts everything on a stove.]

I can do the fishing, if you can do the hunting. [He's teasing of course. He can't peg Rhys even being able to kill one of the jackalopes.]

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ tyki, please be joking. ]

Sure, I can -- I can hunt.

[ no. ]

No problem.

[prazerbutterfly]

[His eyes narrow just a fraction as his grin widens a little more. He's attempting to read body language.]

You know, it's alright to tell the truth. You already have my interest enough that I'm not going to think less of you.

[seniorvicejanitor]

I'm not lying!

[ he could hunt, technically. would he be good at it? probably not. ]

I haven't hunted in awhile though. Might be rusty.

[prazerbutterfly]

Right, right. I believe you. Try to hunt something good then.

[He's going to make a note to hunt something as well just in case Rhys fails.]

A while, hmm?

[seniorvicejanitor]

Well, I was the one being hunted for the last little while.

[ not even a lie! vasquez and august were like dogs with bones. ]

I had to make sure I didn't die.

[prazerbutterfly]

You should feel right at home then with the way things are here. We're technically being hunted.

[He really should do something about easing his discomfort instead of increasing it. He's not sure how much Rhys was paying attention to the radio either during all that mess less than a week ago.]

Hmm, you have a survival ability then, at least.

[seniorvicejanitor]

Now, survive. That's one thing I'm good at.

[ there was some full truth right there. he'd survived hyperion and vasquez's machinations and he'd survived psychos and other horrible things. he'd survived august and fiona and sasha and he'd survived robots. ]

I can stay alive and I can stay alive really well.

[prazerbutterfly]

Good, good. You'll need that soon enough. We'll be going after another artifact likely soon with all this new information we have.

[He doesn't like to assume but there was one location being thrown around a lot and he figures they'll have to head that way eventually.]

Maybe we can play a little cat and mouse later to see how survival able you are. [Is he kidding? Maybe. Maybe not.]

[seniorvicejanitor]

Yeah, sure. You just let me know when you wanna do that.

[ and then rhys would fake sleep with all his freaking might. ]

I'm there.

[prazerbutterfly]

Oh, I'm sure you will be, Mister Rhys.

[He glances down at what Rhys has to offer in terms of sleeping and bedding.]

I'm going to go have a look around. Get my bearings. You going to be alright here by yourself?

[seniorvicejanitor]

I don't need a babysitter.

[ don't be gone too long!!! ]

I'll be fine.

[prazerbutterfly]

Right, right.

[Tyki makes his way out and is in fact gone for quite a while. He loves to explore and the rich setting along with the potential of the water lets him eventually sink into a lazy manner. He had stopped to help a couple of other people settle in without invading their campsite, had taken precautions to ensure their sleep was restful by acquiring a few more items like a lantern for night time and a couple of extra sleeping bags in case they wanted to cushion where they would lay. Several hours pass into the mid-afternoon when Tyki finally returns with another bundle of things for the camp along with some fireword and kindling.

He's pushing aside the dirt on the ground and laying out a few stone. The wood is set aside and the kindling is settled in the middle of the pit.] Rhys, you still here?

[Whether Rhys is or isn't there, Tyki will find him.]

[seniorvicejanitor]

[rhys is...still there. he'd thought about exploring but thought better of it after awhile. instead, he tucked himself in the tent and tried to go to sleep to pass the time. he'd succeeded and was currently snoozing away, tiny snores drifting out through the thin walls of the tent. ]

[prazerbutterfly]

[Oh, how vulnerable Rhys is right now. It's hard not to further encourage himself into bad behavior and the compulsion to tease is seated deep within his thoughts right now. He moves down into the tent without unzipping it, using his Power to Choose to pass right through the door flap without disturbing it.

It's then that he crouches down next to Rhys and pokes at his cheek lightly. He's practically hovering over him with a wide grin.] Sleeping already? Wake up, wake up~

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ at first, rhys thinks there's a bug on his cheek and he just bats at it to get it off. but when he still feels something above him, he opens his eyes and sees tyki above him, looming.

he's not proud of what he does next: he screams. ]

You can't sneak up on someone sleeping! I was trying to get my beauty rest!

[prazerbutterfly]

[Tyki grins kind of wide for a moment. There was something about screams that made his day a whole lot brighter. It brings him an eerie satisfaction.]

What? Did you want me to somehow tell you I was coming in while you were sleeping? You can sleep later. I believe you said you would hunt tonight, Mister Rhys. The sooner you do, the sooner I can cook it.

[seniorvicejanitor]

You could have shaken me awake gently instead of just standing there.

[ but rhys has an idea that that wouldn't have been as fun for tyki. ]

What time is it? Is it nighttime? That's when the best animals come out.

[ stop bullshitting, rhys. ]

[prazerbutterfly]

Maybe but where's the fun in that?

[He doesn't move from where he is, still looming, as he pulls back the tent flap to give him a better view of the late afternoon sky.]

Almost. Nightfall does bring out the best animals. Predators that hide during the day use the dark of night to obtain food. [Not that they'll find anything really dangerous out there.]

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ oh god, tyki was really going to make him hunt. he'd thought maybe he'd forget and they could just...eat moss or something. ]

So, you want to hunt now?

[ urgh. this was not going to go well. ]

Don't even want to warm up?

[prazerbutterfly]

[Tyki is a man of pleasure and comfort. Like hell he was going to eat moss if he had other options.]

Now would be the optimal time, yes. Do you need a warm up, Mister Rhys?

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ what he needs to just go back to sleep. he wasn't that hungry but now he felt like he was being challenged and that was annoying. so, he hefts himself up and frowns. ]

What's there to hunt around here? I don't know this land.

[prazerbutterfly]

Mostly some sort of rabbit with antlers. Small game should be easy enough for you. They are kind of fast.

[Not too fast enough for him but he's looking over Rhys again as he steps out of the tent. Maybe he can run fast enough.] I'll still gut it, debone it, and cook it. You just have to catch maybe two to four. Depending how much you eat.