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I’ll take my throne, lay it on a mountain

Who: Our volunteer mountaineers
What: Two parties split up to scale the mountain from two sides, planning to meet at it’s peak. Shenanigans occur along the way.
When: September 13th to 16th
Where: Group 1: G3, H2, G2 || Group 2: F3, F2, G2
Warnings: Please note any warnings in your subject headers!

Word spreads quickly in a small community such as this. What was originally intended to be a small party turned into something much larger- and on the day Chara planned to leave for the mountain, it’s not one, but two parties that make off for it’s peak.

Group 1, led by Chara, moves off during the early hours of the morning, seeking to search the furthest part of the mountain by following the river upwards. The path is longer and more winding- however, they are unhampered in when they can travel.

Group 2, led by Ardyn, takes off after the sun has set- due to the needs of multiple members to avoid the sun’s harsh glare. Their route takes them up the closest side of the mountain, which provides an easier path- however, they may only travel whilst the sun is set.

OOC: Welcome to the mountaineering open post! Keep in mind the following;

♆ RNG was happily done blind by our wonderful Guzma mun, with our animals RNG'd by Wade Wilson's! Thank them both for all your misfortune.

♆ Prompts have been provided for each group below! Simply toplevel wherever you wish and treat this like a normal open post!

♆ Since each group will generally be in close contact with one another, consider asking others if you can threadjack here and there; nothing says team-building like being a nosy parker.

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Looks like this child isn't the only one with less than stellar faith in the night watch capabilities of a bunch of strangers. Teamwork is great and all, but at the end of the day (literally), the twins are only ever going to rely on each other. So once Taako is pretzled up in his blanket and she's gotten bored of sitting around by herself, she picks her way through the camp to their little leader facing the darkness.

"Sleep's overrated, huh?" she quips softly in a sort of companionable tone, but remains standing for now. It's okay if they'd rather have their space.

If she surprises them, they don't show it, looking up to her with a polite smile that most certainly doesn't reach their eyes. The day has taken it's toll- it's been... a long time, since they've climbed a mountain.

Turns out it's always a rather exhausting feat.

"Somewhat- Kittu was tired, at the least." A gesture towards a tiny form, curled up by the fire. Looks like Chara's sentiments on climbing mountains is one shared.

Yeah the heat really took a lot outta everyone, otherwise it could have probably been a fairly chill little hiking trip. Even Lup is feeling pretty beat, so she doesn't wanna imagine how much worse it must be for a couple of kids. She smiles sympathetically at Kittu out cold by the fire, before raising an eyebrow at the other sibling.

"I bet they're not the only one," she says, because nobody's fooled here, honestly. But she didn't come over to call anyone out, and she gestures with her thumb over her shoulder back at Taako's ears barely visible in his blanket chrysalis. He's gonna emerge in a few hours like a fucking majestic butterfly jonesing for coffee. "Doubt they were as much of a whiny baby about it as my sweet baby brother, though. We don't even need to sleep really, fun fact? But it's one hell of a habit when you grow up mostly around humans."

The only thing her knowing tone gains is a bland smile; they're not about to say a word, even if she's already got them pegged. Following her gesture, they don't hide the soft snort that escapes them upon sighting Taako.

Or part of him, at least.

"You don't?" That's a fact they've never heard before. A flicker of curiosity crosses their expression, giving way to something far more thoughtful as they consider his sleeping form.

"...I suppose humans everywhere continue to be bad influences."

If that seems like a weird thing to say to Lup, she doesn't show it, instead letting out a low snort of amusement. "I guess so, though not really worse than any other race. There's dipshits everywhere." She had the pleasure of hanging around the low life of all kindsa races and it's all a wash, in her experience.

She takes their curiosity to mean they wouldn't hate chatting with her for a bit, so she sits down crosslegged next to them. "Yeah, we can just go into a trance to recharge? About half the time that humans need, too. But let's be real, why would you do that when you've got an excuse to be snuggled up and cozy as fuck and like, nobody's giving you shit for a while. Ya feel?"

They let out a rough exhale, but the amusement is flat. Not because she's wrong, however.

No. She is absolutely correct. Which is why they fail to continue that thread of conversation, directly pushing through to the next. "I'm afraid I can't agree. Far better not to need sleep at all, or trances."

Who wants to be stuck being vulnerable at some point every day for the rest of their life? Not this kid, that's for sure.

Lup offers a noncommittal shrug at that because yeah, maybe she didn't sleep a whole lot either at that age, when she was suddenly the only one responsible for her brother's well-being. It's just tough, and exhausting, and they're not really doing anyone a favor with that attitude.

"Well you're missing out," she comments breezily. "And at some point you're gonna conk out at a bad time and your sibling's gonna have to save your ass, and it's gonna be embarrassing for everyone." They can't prove she's talking from experience, okay.

"I can't say the idea concerns me." If they're that exhausted, they can still LOAD. It's less pleasant than ever, and using it- it needs the time for them to recover from that gut wrenching sensation. But it's still there.

An ace up their sleeve. "I am slightly more durable than you may think, ma'am. Sleep isn't an immediate necessity."

And there she goes getting ma'am'd again, which is either a snarky nickname or the kid keeping her at a distance. Fair either way, and she acknowledges it with a flick of an ear.

What they're claiming is more interesting for sure, and she gives them a sort of amused sideways glance. "You know, I can't tell if that's youthful hubris or a legit thing, and I bet you like it that way."

"Woe!" Chara says dramatically. They press the back of one hand against their forehead, slouching back in a dramatic fashion. "I have become, as the kids call it, suspicious. Never has there been such a cruel fate as this."

Okay, whatever she was expecting in response to her teasing callout, this was definitely not it. It's all she can do not to burst out laughing completely and no doubt wake up at least Kittu if not the entire camp, instead snorting gracelessly into her hand. As she giggles, the stiffness in her posture and ears softens, no longer expecting to be given the cold shoulder at a moment's notice.

"Oh no no, pumpkin," take that, needless formality, "you've become, as the kids call it, a fucking dork." She declares this with all the authority of having known quite a few dorks in her time. "But don't sweat it, your secret's safe with me." Said with a wink and a finger gun, because she's not gonna be out-extra'd by a child.

You gotta be careful about what you put in your prose there, Lup- because there's no way you can out-extra them. Their own amusement is clear; there's something to be said, when they're capable of making someone laugh, though they do tsk at her, shaking their head in mock disdain.

"A dork I may be, but to be a dork is an art that deserves more than your slander. A pox on you, ma'am, for bestowing a word most foul into the ears of a poor, influential child."

Oh it's on now. She's got at least a century of being the most extra person in any given plane on them. She once did a trust fall off the deck of the Starblaster, in flight, to turn lich and blow a sizable hole in the attacking Hunger. She finished an insanely dangerous, forbidden necromantic ritual to become undead and bind her living essence to her magical essence with a dab. Kid's got a lot to learn.

"My apologies, darling," she gasps with a hand raised to her mouth in a mockery of shocked contrition, belied entirely by her huge grin. "I didn't realize I was addressing a gentle, fragile flower of a child? Who may be prematurely tainted by my dirty mouth? Would that I'd had a mom to wash my mouth with soap. That one's on me, defs."

My dude if you're going for extra they poisoned themself to death over a few weeks for duty and destroyed the universe because they were having a tantrum. Needless to say- both of them are pretty damn extra, in their own, unique ways.

"I rescind my previous statement. The day I am a gentle, fragile flower of a child is the day your mother comes to wash your fucking mouth out with soap."

Ooooh, a swear.

Oooh no, stop, you're killing this elf. Her whole face scrunches up in delight at that swear, ears vibrating with suppressed raucous laughter. Who would have thought getting a child to swear would be so much fun? New mission in life unlocked, for sure.

"Aww shit, now I've done it. This kid's ruined, better get a new one before anyone notices and votes me off the dang island. Man, what a bummer."

Edited 2017-10-28 12:19 (UTC)

They aren't a fan of swearing. It has nothing to do with not knowing or understanding the terms- simply a personal ideal. A disdain for the idea of having to rely upon such base terms, in order to feel like the victor of an argument.

Perhaps they've just had such things aimed their way to put much stock in them...but this? This seems like a good use. They watch her ears twitch with a growing smile- her heart might not be on her sleeves.

But it's in her ears.

"Ah, I see that I am due to be cast into the void.Finally." They lean in, smile never changing. "I only pray that you make my death swift, good lady, for I am in dire need of quick absolution."

Boy howdy, looks like we got a badass over here. Her eyebrows shoot up as they deliberately turn up the creep factor and she gives them the benefit of a brief incredulous look. This kid zagged on her, but she knows and appreciates a challenge when she sees one, grin turning decidedly pleased.

"Well let's see what's on the menu for you, my friend," and she starts counting on her fingers, "you already saw cha girl's Fireball, but that leaves some nasty ash to clean up. Disintegrate's a great one, very thorough. Could conjure you up a Phantasmal Killer, it's like, based on your deepest fears, so that's a very personal way to go? And there's always the Circle of Death," she adds, wiggling her outstretched fingers at them in what is clearly not a very menacing gesture.

She recovers quickly, but it's nice to see their words have some effect, nonetheless, expression both pleased and devious in return. Lightning fast as she is, she still wears her heart on her sleeve, something that gives them the ultimate advantage.

"Oh my, I have choices..." They tap their chin- and if it looks like they're giving her words considerate thought, that would be because they are. Sometime in future, it could come in really handy. "I think I would like to hear more in regards to this Circle of Death-"

They pause, looking over at Kittu as their Partner shifts in their sleep. It could simply be an unconscious attempt at getting comfortable- or the nightmares have already started.

"Another time, however."

There's plenty more evocatively named spells where those came from, and she'd love to tell them all about the cool shit she's capable of back in her own plane, but Kittu stirs and both their gazes are drawn to their restless form. Kidwun's back in watchful sibling mode immediately and Lup can't help a soft smile. Maybe even affectionate, so sue her.

"For sure. Dork." She winks and gets to her feet quietly. After a moment's hesitation she adds, "If you wanna take five at some point, I gotcha covered." Not that she expects them to actually take her up on that, but well, the nights can get long when you're watching out for your sibling's night terrors. She glances back over to Taako, who has swathed himself even more tightly in his blanket, but seems otherwise undisturbed. If the kid has nothing else to say, she'll take her leave back to her own spot by the fire.

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