HARRY AVERY
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time keeps slipping, I keep falling
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Post by HARRY AVERY on Aug 14, 2014 23:37:48 GMT -6
It had taken a subjective eternity to get to this point. Everyone had gathered, finally, at the Land of Mazes and Frogs. Now it was more a matter of patience, and not going insane, than anything else. Of course, as Harry could attest, sanity was a rare commodity in the Medium. The blue and gold ocarina at his side clearly attested to that. Harry had seated himself next to the ectobiology equipment, on top of a perfectly generic object. He cleaned the gun in his hand, a perfect working specimen of the Lawgiver from Judge Dredd, almost mechanically. Alchemizing that had been a pain in the rear. Without even looking at the weapon, Harry looked around at the rest of the group. "So... now we wait. Not that I'm entirely sure how the frog breeding works. Ame, that's your job. Tell me what to do and I'll help." For the first time in a long time, there was no ominous sense of time pressure. Harry didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. |
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Clio Marvel
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Post by Clio Marvel on Aug 16, 2014 13:16:07 GMT -6
 | YOU COULD STILL BE WHAT YOU WANT TO every session a character |
Clio couldn't count how many times she got lost in some twisty bends or almost stepped on a frog, but she was here now. LOMAF. Land of Mazes and Frogs. Surveying the surrounding area of the appointed meeting place, she looked on at interest at a nearby amphibian croaking hoarsely. She didn't really know what to think about this world, but it could be fun to enter the maze and try to make it out the other end! Without taking into account the possibility of getting lost forever, of course. Nobody likes a pessimist.
She snapped to attention at the sound of a familiar voice and slightly inclined her head towards her right, where Harry Avery was sitting. Frankly, she wasn't sure what was supposed to happen either. At all. What was all of this weird-looking machinery supposed to do? If they even are machines. Were there any ways to screw this process up? What would a Genesis Frog look like? And... why a frog? Why not a crocodile or an emu or llama or lion? When she thought of the word 'universe', a frog didn't exactly come to mind.
Whatever. She was used to weird occurrences right now, like everyone else in her session.
"Is there something I can do, too?" she eagerly queried, lime green eyes bright with excitement. She may not know everything about the Genesis Frog, but she knew enough that it was a key point for success. Success! How unusual that word was! What would happen if they succeeded? What event awaited them in the future? She was dying to find out. "There's no way I'm just going to sit here while you guys breed the god frog." | WHAT YOU SAID YOU WERE WHEN I MET YOU |
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TAIN LOSLANDER
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and we're kings and queens of promised lands
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Post by TAIN LOSLANDER on Aug 16, 2014 14:45:10 GMT -6
 | LOMAF was exactly what it said it was -- a land of mazes and frogs. How Ame could possibly function here was something Tain thought he'd never understand. But that didn't matter now; they'd all finally gotten to the agreed-to meeting point, and safely to boot. That was something to be glad for, right? All they had to do now was have Ame do his Space-thingy and they could win the game. Right. He might have seemed like a rulebreaker sometimes but Tain knew better than to screw this up, so he watched from a bit away from where Harry was sitting atop the ectobiology equipment. He watched as Harry, then Clio, spoke, first humming under his breath in thought then bouncing on his feet instead. That went on for a few moments until he realized what he was doing. Then he started fidgeting with his sylladex for lack of anything else to do. He didn't have ADHD or anything like that; he just really hated his high metabolism sometimes. "Count me third, although if you need me or not is something I really doubt," he called out distractedly. He was still fidgeting, and the TARDIS modus whirred at him. Nervous. Still biting his lip. The salamander consort from his own planet shifted on his shoulder. [ just being hyperactive that's all yes really ]
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AME NATSUKAWA
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Post by AME NATSUKAWA on Aug 16, 2014 19:27:58 GMT -6
Ame looked and felt terrible. Being in the medium helped him realize about how he was very uncomfortable by having close friends around. He got more used to it over time. But his own land, it terrified him. The mazes looked like they would trip him forever. There was no way that he would be able to go through the underground mazes. Most of his time was actually spent on other planets. He couldn't deal with this. The lack of space was...no. He couldn't do it. Ame was never a space player, it had to be a mistake.
Which is why he had all his friends around to help him a lot with this role he wasn't meant for. Ame was going to meet them now! He had his shotgun with him and everything, and he had used it a lot too! But this time he hadn't.
Blood was seeping out of his abdomen, not showing through the dark black hoodie he had on. His eyes were plagued by eyebags. But his eyes were hidden by his sweet absolutely sick seal shades. Glowing green even in the darkness, it made his pesterchum messaging a lot easier. But of course, Ame was dying.
There would be no frog breeding for him. With the way time had progressed, he had eventually given up. The combination of every bad event that happened, and every good event that didn't happen, he gave up. He was attacked before getting here. Right through the stomach, his shades were knocked off and he got punched in the nose, and swallowed some blood. Yes, he was dying.
Their meeting place was an underground lake, exposed to the starry sky above. A nice open place, there was a beach and many glowing minerals and that sort of thing. "I don't not think I will need help with frog breeding really, sorry," he muttered in response after Tain. His back was to his friends. Because obviously the clothe of his outfit must be visible with blood now. It hurt.
He could see the crack in the wall at the other side of the lake, he would have to go there to stroke the forge. He didn't want to. It was something only he was supposed to do and he didn't. want to. So...dizzy...His hands were in the pockets of his hoodie, blood had already gotten there....gross
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Clio Marvel
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Post by Clio Marvel on Aug 17, 2014 15:20:27 GMT -6
 | YOU COULD STILL BE WHAT YOU WANT TO every session a character |
There probably wasn't much she could do - Maids of Heart only stabilized emotions and whatnot. No frog breeding-related powers there. Unless she could stabilize the emotions of the god frog? Was that even possible? Weird. But maybe she could step in if the giant amphibian has a heart or panic attack or whatever.
..yeah, she wasn't going to be of much use at all.
Clio's fingers sifted through the soft sand, brushing glittering minerals. She loved the meeting place. Why, she wasn't exactly sure herself. It was pretty, yes, but there was something more to it. It was... it was... romantic. Yes! That's the word. She wasn't expecting any sloppy make-out sessions (and didn't want them, either), but this would be the perfect place to take someone out on a date.
Wait, why was she thinking about that? Stupid, stupid, stupid. She forced herself to concentrate on Ame, who had just spoken, and felt slightly disappointed at not being able to help. She hated being useless. But she was giving him support, right? That was beneficial. She studied his turned back, noting his lack of enthusiasm and frowning. That wasn't the friendly, ardent Ame she knew. However, having absolutely no sense of empathy whatsoever, she concluded that he was just feeling a tad nervous. She would be too, if she was in his position. After all, it all depended on him!
"You don't have to be nervous!" Clio called with a small laugh. Not that anything was funny - she just liked laughing. "You're gonna breed this god frog like a pro, I know it! | WHAT YOU SAID YOU WERE WHEN I MET YOU |
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PIPER COLEMAN
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Post by PIPER COLEMAN on Aug 18, 2014 14:43:07 GMT -6
SUMMER'S ON ITS DEATHBED. AND THERE IS SIMPLY NOTHING WORSE THAN KNOWING HOW IT ENDS.
session a - sorry it's so late ;;
Well, it certainly lived up to it's reputation.
The faint chorus of ribbets decorating the night, combined with the maze that Piper almost found herself exploring on her way to visiting the group - it was a wonder how Ame stayed there. Though, Piper didn't blame him. It was peaceful, the night sky shining brightly, the faint breeze following her about as though it beckoned to her. It did, actually, but she'd learned to get a better grasp on her classpect - as far as she was concerned, the breeze that billowed around her was completely natural.
Some time passed, Piper sitting in silence of course, and the others had started some conversation that seemed to consist of giving Ame a much needed push. Piper stayed quiet, watching him intently.
There was something very, very off about the atmosphere of their situation. Piper felt it. It was what urged her to speak up.
"Are you okay, Ame?" She was worried, yes. If he did not stroke the forge, and do what was needed with the frog destined to be the genesis frog, then there was no creating a new universe - a new home. Her brows furrowed, though Piper pulled her knees close to her chest as she sunk lower into the sand. |
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HARRY AVERY
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time keeps slipping, I keep falling
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Post by HARRY AVERY on Aug 24, 2014 21:29:09 GMT -6
Harry realized something as a deep, resonating tick sounded through his thoughts. The constant tick-tock that had been his companion throughout their misadventures hadn't gone away. It had slowed down, had been slowing down for a while. He holstered his pistol and walked closer to Ame, stopping absentmindedly next to Clio. There was an ominous feeling in the air. Piper's concern definitely got him worrying; Breath was linked with Life, and if she thought something was wrong with Ame... Honestly, the only thing that needed to happen was for Ame to wobble a bit. Hell, it could've just been a loose bit of sand. Didn't matter. Harry was there, immediately, as though he'd been standing next to Ame the entire time. Time wasn't a slouch when it came to getting things done in a hurry, but... "Ame, what happened to you?" |
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