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nohalation) wrote2018-06-03 07:10 pm
nohalation) wrote2018-06-03 07:10 pm
The Three Children
The exit from this room, into the next, seems like a hedge maze, but with the marshmallow men's guidance, they lead everyone through VERY quickly. Imagine having to tackle this thing on your own!
At the end of the maze, you arrive to a room in which the floor is entirely composed of rocks—sharp rocks, round rocks, smooth rocks. Mushroom trees loom over everything. The ceiling and walls—which are seamless and otherwise unidentifiable—are a bright white. Two doors on adjacent walls stand out to you.
Unlike the other rooms, this one seems... long? But in the distance, you can spot it.
You spot three children(?) huddled in a conversation. They don't notice you, of course. It's a bit hard to tell at this distance, but you can spot something at their feet..
It's VERY hard to tell what it is, but Walnut will notice: it's a sack overflowing with vegetables! My, don't they look familiar. Carrots, corn, cabbage... sure sounds like some things that grew on the farm, huh.
"Crops..." Walnut murmurs, squinting ahead at the children. "Cr - "
No, she shouldn't yell and alert them. She bites her tongue, then whispers, "They have vegetables."
"Why do kids have vegetables?" Slot asks. Don't kids hate vegetables????
"Oh okay. So we should just go up there." Dusk looks about ready to move forward.
Children? Clima perches a little higher from his position on one of the marshmallow men. What children? He doesn't see any .....
"Right. Let's move ahead." Walnut adjusts her pack on her shoulder.
Juno tags along, of course! For the good of the kingdom they will save the vegetables. For the good of the kingdom!
Slot follows. Behind them. Yes.... For the good of something? Yes. Uhm. Anyway, he's not like, walking, so.
As you approach, you can begin to overhear bits of their conversation.
"Ohh, do you think we impressed the witch?"
"I hope so! We did what she asked."
"Hey, dumbasses, I didn't do that to IMPRESS her, I want money—"
"NO SWEARING! NO SWEARING ALLOWED!" yell two voices perfectly in time.
They knock the swear-er upside the head...
They still don't notice you? But, you are approaching, and these rocks keep clunking around beneath your feet (or your ride's feet.)
Clima sits up a little straighter, and a little more and a little more, leaning forward to see the children -- until he slips off the marshmallow man, tipping over to land against the rocks harshly.
The rocks crunch beneath Walnut's feet as she approaches; not noisily, but they might just sort of notice a presence...
Juno was doing pretty well at keeping relatively inconspicuous - until Clima falls. "Oh!"
Even when drunk, Slot is capable of keeping his steps silent, if you ignore the small noises he makes when stumbles lightly.
"Hehe."
"I mean oh no!"
"—!"
Clima's fall is enough to get their attention. You all tried so hard, and otherwise did well, but that slush just gave it away.
All three turn to face the party.... jesus, there's like 69 of you? What the fuck. Well, these pint-sized punks, who don't graze the 3 foot line by much, don't seem intimidated in the least. As they turn, you can notice the one is biting into a Fantasy Three Musketeers bar. They quickly mask their surprise, looking nonchalant and cool~
There's three of them, all dressed like this! How cute. But, well...
"If it isn't some spies! What is this, some kind of loser party?"
"Hey, get out of here!"
Clima sits up immediately, a headwing looking crooked. He lifts up his tambourine.
"It's a party."
"It is? I've never been invited to a party before." Juno is VERY PLEASED by this revelation.
Clima nods, clapping the edges of the tambourine against his hand.
"Oh yes, it's a party! A fun party! Did you guys wanna join?"
They watch the tambourine in confusion. Two of them look to each other and shrug over that.
"You want to make this a party? How about we serve up some late-night snacks?"
"Yeah, I was thinking..."
"KNUCKLE SANDWICHES."
And just like that, they charge at the group—
The enemies charge towards our heroes!
They begin with an array of spitballs, a couple of which hit Juno spot on. One flies towards Walnut, but thanks to her specialized Deep Sea Worshipping Wetsuit, it slides right off of her. Pah!
Clima the Drunk waddles forward, and pops the one backwards with a party popper. What the fuck? They're caught off-guard. He took the party principle seriously...?
Juno takes revenge from atop their starry whale, gliding towards them to slash their sword across the one child. Juno's followers roar with cheers as the child collapses into a heap. A OHKO! That's the powerful Juno the Aesthetic! The other children cower, but stand their guard. They have enough spitballs, they got this... right?
Primrose is ready to beat children up—she races forward on her skates, and slams her crossbow right into the one's jaw, making a loud crack. But hey, they're still standing!
Slot the Also Drunk tries chucking a shuriken at one of the kids, and hits his comrade, Juno, in the back instead. Oops.
The children? They want revenge. They toss Primrose into the falling rock trap behind them, and hoist Juno into the air to toss them right at Dusk! Stunned, neither Primrose nor Juno are able to move.
From there, shenanigans continue. Clima accidentally swings his frying pan into the back of Dusk's head. Slot lands a hit on the enemy... causing little injury or hindrance at all. And with some hope, Walnut and Dusk are able to make connecting hits with their Warhammer and Flag (respectively.)
All that was left to do was take out the final child. This child, now realizing how much they fucked up, has no chance to run—this was left to the Juno, who was hanging by the skin of their teeth.
And now, the children sit with sore jaws and broken noses. There's a cut here and there, but nothing LIFE-THREATENING. No, they look tired. But they look defiant, their fists curled into little balls.
"We fucked up."
"...yeah."
"The witch won't like this one bit."
At the end of the maze, you arrive to a room in which the floor is entirely composed of rocks—sharp rocks, round rocks, smooth rocks. Mushroom trees loom over everything. The ceiling and walls—which are seamless and otherwise unidentifiable—are a bright white. Two doors on adjacent walls stand out to you.
Unlike the other rooms, this one seems... long? But in the distance, you can spot it.
You spot three children(?) huddled in a conversation. They don't notice you, of course. It's a bit hard to tell at this distance, but you can spot something at their feet..
It's VERY hard to tell what it is, but Walnut will notice: it's a sack overflowing with vegetables! My, don't they look familiar. Carrots, corn, cabbage... sure sounds like some things that grew on the farm, huh.
"Crops..." Walnut murmurs, squinting ahead at the children. "Cr - "
No, she shouldn't yell and alert them. She bites her tongue, then whispers, "They have vegetables."
"Why do kids have vegetables?" Slot asks. Don't kids hate vegetables????
"Oh okay. So we should just go up there." Dusk looks about ready to move forward.
Children? Clima perches a little higher from his position on one of the marshmallow men. What children? He doesn't see any .....
"Right. Let's move ahead." Walnut adjusts her pack on her shoulder.
Juno tags along, of course! For the good of the kingdom they will save the vegetables. For the good of the kingdom!
Slot follows. Behind them. Yes.... For the good of something? Yes. Uhm. Anyway, he's not like, walking, so.
As you approach, you can begin to overhear bits of their conversation.
"Ohh, do you think we impressed the witch?"
"I hope so! We did what she asked."
"Hey, dumbasses, I didn't do that to IMPRESS her, I want money—"
"NO SWEARING! NO SWEARING ALLOWED!" yell two voices perfectly in time.
They knock the swear-er upside the head...
They still don't notice you? But, you are approaching, and these rocks keep clunking around beneath your feet (or your ride's feet.)
Clima sits up a little straighter, and a little more and a little more, leaning forward to see the children -- until he slips off the marshmallow man, tipping over to land against the rocks harshly.
The rocks crunch beneath Walnut's feet as she approaches; not noisily, but they might just sort of notice a presence...
Juno was doing pretty well at keeping relatively inconspicuous - until Clima falls. "Oh!"
Even when drunk, Slot is capable of keeping his steps silent, if you ignore the small noises he makes when stumbles lightly.
"Hehe."
"I mean oh no!"
"—!"
Clima's fall is enough to get their attention. You all tried so hard, and otherwise did well, but that slush just gave it away.
All three turn to face the party.... jesus, there's like 69 of you? What the fuck. Well, these pint-sized punks, who don't graze the 3 foot line by much, don't seem intimidated in the least. As they turn, you can notice the one is biting into a Fantasy Three Musketeers bar. They quickly mask their surprise, looking nonchalant and cool~
There's three of them, all dressed like this! How cute. But, well...
"If it isn't some spies! What is this, some kind of loser party?"
"Hey, get out of here!"
Clima sits up immediately, a headwing looking crooked. He lifts up his tambourine.
"It's a party."
"It is? I've never been invited to a party before." Juno is VERY PLEASED by this revelation.
Clima nods, clapping the edges of the tambourine against his hand.
"Oh yes, it's a party! A fun party! Did you guys wanna join?"
They watch the tambourine in confusion. Two of them look to each other and shrug over that.
"You want to make this a party? How about we serve up some late-night snacks?"
"Yeah, I was thinking..."
"KNUCKLE SANDWICHES."
And just like that, they charge at the group—
The enemies charge towards our heroes!
They begin with an array of spitballs, a couple of which hit Juno spot on. One flies towards Walnut, but thanks to her specialized Deep Sea Worshipping Wetsuit, it slides right off of her. Pah!
Clima the Drunk waddles forward, and pops the one backwards with a party popper. What the fuck? They're caught off-guard. He took the party principle seriously...?
Juno takes revenge from atop their starry whale, gliding towards them to slash their sword across the one child. Juno's followers roar with cheers as the child collapses into a heap. A OHKO! That's the powerful Juno the Aesthetic! The other children cower, but stand their guard. They have enough spitballs, they got this... right?
Primrose is ready to beat children up—she races forward on her skates, and slams her crossbow right into the one's jaw, making a loud crack. But hey, they're still standing!
Slot the Also Drunk tries chucking a shuriken at one of the kids, and hits his comrade, Juno, in the back instead. Oops.
The children? They want revenge. They toss Primrose into the falling rock trap behind them, and hoist Juno into the air to toss them right at Dusk! Stunned, neither Primrose nor Juno are able to move.
From there, shenanigans continue. Clima accidentally swings his frying pan into the back of Dusk's head. Slot lands a hit on the enemy... causing little injury or hindrance at all. And with some hope, Walnut and Dusk are able to make connecting hits with their Warhammer and Flag (respectively.)
All that was left to do was take out the final child. This child, now realizing how much they fucked up, has no chance to run—this was left to the Juno, who was hanging by the skin of their teeth.
And now, the children sit with sore jaws and broken noses. There's a cut here and there, but nothing LIFE-THREATENING. No, they look tired. But they look defiant, their fists curled into little balls.
"We fucked up."
"...yeah."
"The witch won't like this one bit."