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wilderlogs2018-04-25 10:10 pm
bravelyrunaway) wrote in wilderlogs2018-04-25 10:10 pm
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Cold be hand and heart and bone... [closed to Jon Kent]
Who: Closed to Seamus Harper and Jonathan Kent
What: A little side adventure intro
Where: A little bit aways from the main quest
When: During their travel to Weathertop
Warnings/Notes: Mention of mercy killing, body horror
What the hell...?
[Seamus Zelazny Harper, super genius extraordinaire, lead engineer of the glorious (and babealicious) ship the Andromeda Ascendant, was no stranger to weirdness. Every since he'd joined Dylan's merry band of idiots and tried to help him restore order to the universe, his life had taken a sideways step into the strange. But this was high octane, A-grade weird in a way he wasn't used to.]
[To go from standing there in front of the tesseract device to falling through some weird tunnel of leaves surrounded by whispers, to being surrounded by grassland and scrub and hills...]
[Well, at least the scenery's nice, even if it's a little dim and misty. It looks like Earth the way it used to be in pictures, before it was ravaged by the Long Night. The mudfoot in him can't help but revel the feeling of dirt and grass under his boots, and the air... God that smells good, way better than the sterile, stale recycled air in the Andromeda and Maru, or the nasty-smelling air of Earth, tinged with fallout, death, and decay. Somebody could make a killing bottling the air of this place and selling it.]
[In fact, it's so good it clues him into what happened. He'd been about to shoot the tesseract device - his only chance at survival - to save Hohne, he'd asked Dylan to kill him and Tyr had volunteered instead...]
Oh, I get it. Tyr must've taken the shot after I turned my back so I didn't see it coming [Since one of the others could've turned off the tesseract generator. Harper had made his final decision.] That was kind of almost considerate of him.
[He didn't even remember any pain so he must've made that one hell of a head shot. Quick and clean.]
So what is this? The afterlife? [No, he doesn't really believe in an afterlife, or the Divine, or anything.] Or maybe it's just my brain just trying to make sense of things as I die.
[Which would explain why his subconscious had given him the happy idea of the Magog larvae being kept at bay by something. His hand briefly goes to touch the rabbits' foot on its chain around his neck.]
[Then he holds up his hands and talks to the sky, walking along, trying to figure out where to go.]
Alright, brain, what magical revelation do you want me to have before I bite the dust? Or is this just going to be an epic thrill ride of fever dream weirdness? If I'm allowed to, uh, put in any requests, I'd rather it be some kind of psychological journey or crazy acid trip instead of watching my life flash before my eyes. "Harper's Greatest Hits" ain't so great if you consider all the early stuff.
[A part of him wonders if he should be sad or scared - he's dying, after all, but he's already grappled with the idea of dying more times than he can count. What he'd been afraid of most was dying horribly by getting eaten from the inside out and if Tyr bypassed that and gave him something gentler, well...he can live with that. Or, y'know, die with that.]
What: A little side adventure intro
Where: A little bit aways from the main quest
When: During their travel to Weathertop
Warnings/Notes: Mention of mercy killing, body horror
What the hell...?
[Seamus Zelazny Harper, super genius extraordinaire, lead engineer of the glorious (and babealicious) ship the Andromeda Ascendant, was no stranger to weirdness. Every since he'd joined Dylan's merry band of idiots and tried to help him restore order to the universe, his life had taken a sideways step into the strange. But this was high octane, A-grade weird in a way he wasn't used to.]
[To go from standing there in front of the tesseract device to falling through some weird tunnel of leaves surrounded by whispers, to being surrounded by grassland and scrub and hills...]
[Well, at least the scenery's nice, even if it's a little dim and misty. It looks like Earth the way it used to be in pictures, before it was ravaged by the Long Night. The mudfoot in him can't help but revel the feeling of dirt and grass under his boots, and the air... God that smells good, way better than the sterile, stale recycled air in the Andromeda and Maru, or the nasty-smelling air of Earth, tinged with fallout, death, and decay. Somebody could make a killing bottling the air of this place and selling it.]
[In fact, it's so good it clues him into what happened. He'd been about to shoot the tesseract device - his only chance at survival - to save Hohne, he'd asked Dylan to kill him and Tyr had volunteered instead...]
Oh, I get it. Tyr must've taken the shot after I turned my back so I didn't see it coming [Since one of the others could've turned off the tesseract generator. Harper had made his final decision.] That was kind of almost considerate of him.
[He didn't even remember any pain so he must've made that one hell of a head shot. Quick and clean.]
So what is this? The afterlife? [No, he doesn't really believe in an afterlife, or the Divine, or anything.] Or maybe it's just my brain just trying to make sense of things as I die.
[Which would explain why his subconscious had given him the happy idea of the Magog larvae being kept at bay by something. His hand briefly goes to touch the rabbits' foot on its chain around his neck.]
[Then he holds up his hands and talks to the sky, walking along, trying to figure out where to go.]
Alright, brain, what magical revelation do you want me to have before I bite the dust? Or is this just going to be an epic thrill ride of fever dream weirdness? If I'm allowed to, uh, put in any requests, I'd rather it be some kind of psychological journey or crazy acid trip instead of watching my life flash before my eyes. "Harper's Greatest Hits" ain't so great if you consider all the early stuff.
[A part of him wonders if he should be sad or scared - he's dying, after all, but he's already grappled with the idea of dying more times than he can count. What he'd been afraid of most was dying horribly by getting eaten from the inside out and if Tyr bypassed that and gave him something gentler, well...he can live with that. Or, y'know, die with that.]