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wilderlogs2018-03-07 06:14 pm
wildermods) wrote in wilderlogs2018-03-07 06:14 pm
THE SQUAD DOES AN INTRO - [modplot] [event]
THE SQUAD DOES AN INTRO
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.
✦ Post in actionspam format. Plots and mod-run events in the game are meant to be in actionspam format to keep a brisk pace.
✦ Please see the OOC post linked up top for more information about the event.
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Oh I'm fine. Thanks.
[ He eyes the teenager uncertainly. ]
I don't suppose you're from around here?
[ She doesn't look like the mysterious magical forest type, though. ]
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That's correct! I was actually wrapping up some club activities.
They somehow wrapped up a high-school student in this whole mess. Isn't that weird?
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[ Don't mind that brief and painful flashback. ]
So I guess that makes us chosen ones.
[ He wants to believe it, but also it's super weird. ]
Have you seen anybody else or did you just fall out of the sky and land here, too?
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The truth is, I keep being teleported all over the place without any real warning.
I'm hoping I at least get to spend some time with you before being sent somewhere else.
You're the first person I've seen wearing that, though. Is it supposed to be armor?
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You really don't recognize armor?
[ It's not like it's been everywhere because of the Great War or anything. What are they teaching kids these days? ]
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It looks really cool, though. Definitely like something out of a sci-fi movie!
[She laughs.]
You must've been through a lot if you need that much armor.
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Yeah but I was just in the army and-
[ ...It's a really, really, really long story. Best told in 3 minute increments once a week. Now is not a good time. He sighs, more a sharp little frustration noise than a real exhale. ]
Nevermind. If you don't know, you don't know.
[ That raises so many questions about where this kid is from, though, Jesus. ]
We should get moving and figure out who else is here. It definitely sounded like more than two people.
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Maybe she'd get the chance to learn more about it later!]
Okay, that's a pretty good idea. I hope you don't mind if I stay close by!
[It's the armor. Of course it's the armor.]
I'm Monika, by the way!
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[ It's not like he's going to leave this kid alone out here, that would be wrong. ]
I'm Simmons.
[ Not Private Simmons, not Captain Simmons, just... Simmons. A guy who's not in a space army anymore. It's weird to say it, like something's missing.
He's thinking about that as he starts off through the scattered statues, trying to convince himself he knows what he's doing.
Then, suddenly, he's gone. ]