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

[achievementhunter]

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.

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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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[souldeterminant]

Frisk is more than intimate with warning signs. Fire wreathes through her fingers sharply, lighting her into enough of a shape for Frisk to recognize who it is -- enough to register the look on her face -- and they skid to a halt, knife down, crouching low in anticipation of the need to dodge. But they don't, because Lup gets a hold of herself, and Frisk takes it as an invitation to move towards her again.

They don't seem afraid in the slightest. The only indication that they'd heard her warning is a cup of their free hand over the fabric on their mouth, giving them a flimsy bit of extra distance from the gas.

"Around," they say evasively -- because they don't know, but they're about to pour everything into figuring it out. Their eyes flicker to the cloud, and then chance a glance around the dark, trying to get their bearings. "What about yours?"

[hellawrath]

"Already booked it, if he's smart," she says with zero recrimination in her voice. Taako's flight response is an important part of this twin team. But it's hard to keep her worry in check, in the middle of this chaos, when her heart is still beating the same unbearable beat it did every time the Hunger attacked, every time Taako didn't quite make it... she bites her lip and sags a little as the umbrella finally stops blasting up a storm, so she lowers it and folds it up with a steel grip. There's not enough gas left in the air to warrant another cast, at least for now.

She doesn't miss the fact that Kittu doesn't quite know where their sibling is either, or they'd undoubtedly be shoulder to shoulder. And for all their knives, that's another reason for concern. Can't stab a hallucination. "We better find them both, c'mon." She holds out her hand for Kittu, because like hell is she gonna get separated from somebody again. "I got a look at some kinda plant monster for a sec, but it must've bounced... or someone else got to it."

[souldeterminant]

"C'mon," she says, and Frisk shoves their knife back into its hilt, eyes scoring up through the air to measure the gas billowing through it. It's only when their gaze lowers a heartbeat later that they see her hand sticking out towards them, and they pause.

Only for a moment.

That's only as long as it takes.

Their small hand moves swiftly to grab hers, and they squeeze as gently as they dare, looking up at her. They've got an idea, something they haven't tried from -- from however far away they might be from Chara right now, but it might work. And they won't know if they don't try.

"Don't be scared," they whisper, muffled through their collar.

Beneath said collar, over the space where their heart rests, a burst of pink light scatters like sparks from a flint. And then a tiny, red SOUL emerges, surrounding itself in pink light that pulses around them, illuminating the remnants of gas like heavy wisps of mist.

Come on, Partner. Taako, if he's close enough to see the pink beacon in the darkness.

Someone answer.

[hellawrath]

"I'm not scared, it's just hallucinations--" she's quick to protest, even though that's underselling the effects just a bit, but it shouldn't be on the kid to reassure her. Turns out that's not what they meant at all though, and she can't help gasping in surprise as a small pink light bursts forth from their chest.

It's, she's never seen anything like it before, but she can sense a kind of energy in it, an essence of self not unlike what she commanded to become a lich, and it brings Magic Jar to mind instantly, externalizing your soul to protect it, or to risk it for someone else. Not that she has any clue how a kid could cast a 6th level spell, and it's not really working like that anyway, but it hardly matters now. What matters is that it's an unmistakable beacon in the chaos and the dark, and she gives a determined nod as she understands that much.

Whatever it is, it probably requires concentration, so Lup will be their eyes and ears as she leads them cautiously forward. Phantom blackness still billows at the edges of her sight like horrible black curtains and she squeezes Kittu's hand in return, grateful for the mutual grounding.