Dr. Newton Geiszler (CRAU) (
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- ✖ undertale: muffet,
- ✖ undertale: sans the skeleton
Nothing like the smell of rotting ape corpse in the morning
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.]
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.]
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[Gobbet leans against the nearest tree, folding her arms across her chest. She tilts her head in thought. Never really went to school, so history wasn't exactly her strong suit, but she knew how the world worked. Knew as much as anyone else.]
The whole world went through a magical awakening. People got magical powers, found out about totems, the world spawned different races, like me - I'm an ork. It even changed certain animals into their mythical counterparts. Like basilisks weren't a thing until the Awakening.
[Hellhounds, devil rats, chimeras, banshees, basilisks - the Awakening had made the world a very dangerous place to be. It was already full of violence and strife, but now it was full of violence, strife, and marauding magical beasts. She tosses her dreadlocks over her shoulder with a flick of her head. Honestly, she's enjoying sharing world info with Muffet.]
On the whole, no race is more or less magical than any other. Between you and me, though, elves make better shamans and I can't put my finger on why. I think they've just got this natural charm that makes spirits more willing to listen.
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My, that must have been a shock. I can't imagine what it might be like for a world to not have magic at all and then gain it- it would be like hearing that a planet somehow didn't have gravity until it suddenly did, with how much it's a part of everyday life for monsters.
[Actually, if you're good at blue magic, a lack of gravity might be less of a problem.]
I certainly can see charm being a good advantage, although I wouldn't sell yourself short in that department- you've been a lovely conversationalist thus far.
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[At the compliment, Gobbet widens her stance, puts a hand on her hip, and strikes a pose. Her grin spreads into a full-blown smile, almost comical with her tusks poking out the way they do.]
[If Muffet is familiar with the concept of Elvis Presley, she might be reminded of him now.]
Thank you, thank you very much.
[She returns to her original position, leaning against the tree, with a little laugh.]
No but seriously, thanks. You're pretty charming, yourself. Especially considering I didn't consider myself a fan of spiders until today.
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Sadly, it seems our less magical counterparts have done terrible things for the reputation of spiders everywhere.
[She puts one hand over her heart and sighs in mock-disappointment.]
It seems I'll just have to keep working to make our image a bit better.
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[The breeze picks up, carries the scent of how much work they still have left to do past Gobbet's nose. She snorts to force the smell away and rubs her nose vigorously.]
Ugh, nasty. This is going to take a metric fuckton of work to get it into a really livable state.