2015-02-02

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Day 273-277 | OPEN | Your Pokemans, let you show me them!

Who: Rob, anyone
Open: Open
When: Day 273-277
Where: Anywhere
What: Various things Rob's doing over these five days.
Format: Will match
Warnings: Nerdy. Gross. Smelly.

A: Filling the Pokédex )

B: Tanning Mammoth Hide )

C: Rolling a Mammoth-Hide Boulder )

D: Researching while Eating )

And of course, throughout all this he's still going on a couple Skyway runs with Colin and morning swordfighting classes with Zuko. "Keeping busy" is perhaps a bit of an understatement right now.

Day 276 :: Log [Open]

Who: Malak
Open: Open
When: Day 276
Where: the Open Plains/Skyway
What: Intro; Malak arrives, flips out, needs rescuing. Feel free to bring in monsters; he will absolutely not fight.
Format: Log, but if you tag in actionspam, it's cool with me.
Warnings: None atm

He is elsewhere. Elsewhere, the only way he can think of to describe it. There were shifting tiles under his feet and a long drop, and now there are grassy plains and pathways and he is high in the sky and nowhere he has ever been before. He doesn't know where to go or what to do, sporadically prays to nameless gods, finally stops and huddles in on himself, shaking. What's happening? Where is he? What's happening?

~*~

"Wait!" calls Malak, after the retreating form.

But there's no question he can ask that would get a satisfactory answer. Where am I, what should I do now, what place is this. All he can do is go and find out.

He steels himself, trying to school his expression into something resembling calm (and mostly failing), and he goes in towards the center, towards the large monument he sees there.

"Hello?" he says, to the people he sees. "Hello? Can you tell me what town this is?"