THE SQUAD DOES AN INTRO - [modplot] [event]

[wildermods]

THE SQUAD DOES AN INTRO
OOC POST
In their homeworlds, they suddenly hear water flowing over stone, the wind through the leaves, and the gentle rattling of Kodama. The hushed sound of treetops waving in the breeze lull them to sleep whether they want it to or not, and in what seems like a dream they fall through a tunnel that passes through layers of dirt and roots and then through seemingly endless boughs of trees.

During this impossibly long fall, spirits whisper in their ears. They tell them that they must save the Wilderlands and the Green. They tell them that they will be given the power or weapons to do it - or that they're already strong enough as they are. They tell them that in the times they're not needed, they may find themselves trapped in the faerie realm known as the Brugh, but that the mirrors will let them speak, and the mirrors will let them see.

And they tell them that they're about to become lost in the forest and that there are others like them, just as lost.

When they wake up, they find themselves in the ruins of an abandoned city; the forest has overtaken it, threading new life through the decay, but the green of the leaves and vines pales in contrast with the broken buildings and streets. Every single building in this city was once a vibrant shade of emerald, and even now, after the slow ravages of time, the green ruins glimmer like they're hewn from precious gems.

The only things that aren't that bright shade of emerald are the statues. Countless statues are scattered through the abandoned city, shaped like men and women and children and pets, all dressed in 1900s era Earth-style finery. These figures are extremely intricate, almost too detailed to be believably carved by a human hand. Many of them are smashed and broken.

Some of the statues don't look human. Among the humans are little beings shaped like china dolls that are made of stone like the rest, instead of porcelain. And in the middle of the city, standing near each other are three strange petrified figures: an axe-wielding man that looks like he was made of metal before being petrified, a man who looks like a human-lion hybrid, and a living scarecrow. All three have expressions of surprise or anger on their faces.

When the characters are brought into this place, the magic that brought them in seems to have trouble getting them all in the same place at first. They find themselves spending brief amounts of time in one spot (sometimes just minutes, sometimes longer) before they're teleported again. Each time they teleport they find themselves near someone new, someone just as lost as them. Those that don't speak the same language may find some difficulties communicating, but over time, the magic of the Wilderlands will kick in, and plant a whole new language in their heads. This magic works faster the more they emotionally connect with other and find understanding without words.

The teleportation keeps zapping them in different places all over the city -- and sometimes outside it, where they can see an abandoned road made of yellow brick that trails off into the distance. Fortunately, the people they keep getting paired off with seem like normal people just like them, and beyond that, they're entirely alone in the ruins.

Probably.

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OOC INFO
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Comments

[lamentingly]

[ The language may not have translated, but the tone spoke volumes to Gohan. Even if his senses were dulled, and he could barely hear her... that sort of harsh impatience and firm aid reminded him of his mentor, putting a small tired smile on his face.

Maybe he was really dying. Maybe this was actually Piccolo. Maybe, after thirteen years of utter failure, he was finally gonna get to see him...

Or maybe he was giving up too easily.

That was the thought that sparked some life in him. The dying man taking a sharp breath, as he brought his arm forward, pressed it against the ground, and put all his energy into pushing himself off the ground. He couldn't die here. He wouldn't die here.

And it was during that moment of adrenaline-fueled clarity that he heard the word 'name'. ]

G-Go...han...

[astrarche]

Great to meet you, Gohan.

[She says it with the dullest, thickest sarcasm, wrenching the tourniquet tight.

She stares at the boy as he pushes himself upright, contemplating. What a foolish, sentimental miscalculation she could be making. She doesn't know if this kid is kind, or evil, or even some nebulous and ineffectual neutral middle ground, but he IS taking time away from her search for Kubo and Hanzo. And where can she even take this dying child, in this world of the dead?

Why, though, is someone dying in a world where she is already dead?

Considering this, she props up the boy as best she can, given that he's taller than her.]