Nothing like the smell of rotting ape corpse in the morning

[ohnehalfte]

Who: Newt and Everyone Who Either Commented or Is Listed in This Post
What: Searching that Monkey Compound
When: 10/7
Where: Everyone's on a D8
Warnings: Rotting monkey corpses? IDK, tag ur stuff, friendos


"Picking over the remnants of that bloody battle will prove quite advantageous, as long as you don't mind the smell. Not only did the monkeys fashion several abodes mounted in the branches of the trees in the compound, but they had quite a supply of various items on hand. For those who may have been concerned about islet over-crowding, it seems they need not worry; most of the homes remain undamaged, and aside from the strong smell of monkey, are completely habitable."

"Investigating the back of the compound will reveal a very small plot of farmland, where several rows of plants with dark green leaves can be seen growing. Anyone with a knack for identifying useful plants - or anyone who's simply willing to take one for the team and give them a taste - will soon discover that these leaves are the plants from which the monkeys drew their sedative. It makes quite a useful anesthetic in a pinch!"

"The sigil etched deeply onto the door itself will, as the Storyteller warned, be quite effective in keeping people out. The door repels any and all efforts to break through it; those sensitive to magic may note that it does indeed exude a very powerful and dense aura that makes its origins difficult to discern. One thing is clear, however: it will take a great deal more than teamwork between mortals to get through it." ( x )

[Welcome to the Mingle Log, Fam. Around you are the rotting corpses of many dead apes. There's also many items for you to lay claim to. Or you might feel like checking out those sweet sweet monkey nests. Or checking out that door. Whatever you feel like doing, leave a top level for people to pester you with. Or pester other people with top levels. The Mingle Log is your Oyster.]

Comments

[ohnehalfte]

[Newt blinks at that--] Uh, dude, I was kidding, mostly...[he's hesitating hardcore] I mean, I doubt they were growing something super poisonous, but still.

[ishotyouuu]

[Nope, Wade's not hearing any of it. He curls his fingers swiftly in a beckoning motion, his voice more emphatic.]

Give it, dude. I got this.

[ohnehalfte]

[STILL HESITATING FOR A MOMENT] ....okay. But, like...don't permadie on me or anything and leave me all by my lonesome, okay? [That might've been going for lighthearted, but it falls flat oops. But Newt's holding it out to him, now.]

[ishotyouuu]

[Wade's already peeling his mask over his mouth and nose without any self-consciousness-- Newt already knows what he looks like, after all.]

Aww... dry your eyes, darlin'. D'ya really think I could leave that face for long?

[He throws Newt a wink and a rakish smile before he pops the leaf into his mouth, chewing slowly.]

Hm... kinda minty. S'got kind of a... cool peppermint flavor? Like the kind they use in toothpaste? I can't really put my finger on--

[Suddenly, he stops as the full effect of the plant hits him. His eyes roll back in his head in a mixture of pleasure and relief.]

Oh, hello. God damn...

LMAO GOOD TIMING ON THAT EDIT

[ohnehalfte]

[Newt can't help but relax a bit as Wade jokes at him, grinning--before he blinks as Wade goes...loopy?] Uh...is that a good reaction or a bad reaction, dude, I can't tell?

[ishotyouuu]

Mmn. [Wade doesn't answer Newt right away, so immersed is he in the sudden sensation-- or lack thereof, really. A warm numbness has spread throughout his entire body, dulling even the ever-present itching burning feeling of the cancer taking bites out of his skin, and the sudden relief is almost orgasmic.]

Jesus fuck'n Christ, dude. I'll give you, like... my entire Swiss bank account for that shit.

[His voice is slurred.]

[ohnehalfte]

[holy shit--Newt's eyebrows shoot up past the rim of his glasses] Holy shit. That strong, huh?

[ishotyouuu]

Hell yeah. [The words come out almost in a sigh. His eyes have become dazed and unfocused, and there's a sleepy, dopey smile on his face.]

Feels like my brain just got offered Guinness and a handjob, dude. Feels fuck'n great.

[Wade that doesn't even make sense.]