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arimoi2017-02-26 11:45 pm
holographica) wrote in arimoi2017-02-26 11:45 pm
New World New You
-> (1)
It begins with a bang; then, disorientation, darkness, dismayed voices, and spells that weigh down your limbs like heavy shackles...
The people keeping you captive seem as unsure as you are of what just happened, and argue and mutter amongst themselves, though they don't hesitate to restrain you, chain you to a pipe in the wall of this bottom floor of an underground parking garage, or lock you alone into a smaller room of the abandoned building where the summoning was held. You seem to unnerve them; they don't want to look you in the eye, and if they have to touch you to lock you up, they do so gingerly, nervously.
But maybe, once they leave you to yourself to go and argue and regroup in private, you're not quite alone? You weren't the only person to come out of the array. You have at least one companion in your confusion, one person restrained like you and not wearing the cultists' strange masks. Take comfort, take inventory, and prepare for anything.
-> (2)
The Joyous were prepared for you to attempt escape. Their preparations don't quite match what they got, but even poorly calibrated spells will do something, and the effects of knockout darts and magically reinforced walls don't discriminate. It's time to blow this popsicle stand...
...But you may want to take a moment to comb the area - once the Joyous have had enough time and reason to weigh their options, they'll run, leaving behind the incriminating results of their "botched" summoning. Those less able to escape confinement under their own power may need a hand, or to band together, or, at worst, to wait quite a while for locals to stumble across them...
-> (3)
You step outside into an unfamiliar town; small, sparse, just off a major highway running through the Neloi Flats. A perfect place for a cult looking for an unoccupied building, because there are a lot of those here, as though the town's peak has come and gone, leaving behind rusty signs for roadside attractions and a main street retinue of shops made of sheer stubbornness and spite.
There's not much direction here. There are locals, who will be confused by you, possibly wary and disbelieving. There's a temple, small like the village but likely to have charity you need right now. There's a highway, and following it in either direction will take you to one of two very different cities.
There's a whole country of possibilities before you, in fact. What ones will you chase, and will you do it alone?
[[As of this mingle: go forth and RP! You can treat this post like a game intro, or like a meme post; follow the prompt/s exactly, or alter the details to suit your tastes, or pitch a completely different scene in your own top-level. Let's get some stories started.]]
It begins with a bang; then, disorientation, darkness, dismayed voices, and spells that weigh down your limbs like heavy shackles...
The people keeping you captive seem as unsure as you are of what just happened, and argue and mutter amongst themselves, though they don't hesitate to restrain you, chain you to a pipe in the wall of this bottom floor of an underground parking garage, or lock you alone into a smaller room of the abandoned building where the summoning was held. You seem to unnerve them; they don't want to look you in the eye, and if they have to touch you to lock you up, they do so gingerly, nervously.
But maybe, once they leave you to yourself to go and argue and regroup in private, you're not quite alone? You weren't the only person to come out of the array. You have at least one companion in your confusion, one person restrained like you and not wearing the cultists' strange masks. Take comfort, take inventory, and prepare for anything.
-> (2)
The Joyous were prepared for you to attempt escape. Their preparations don't quite match what they got, but even poorly calibrated spells will do something, and the effects of knockout darts and magically reinforced walls don't discriminate. It's time to blow this popsicle stand...
...But you may want to take a moment to comb the area - once the Joyous have had enough time and reason to weigh their options, they'll run, leaving behind the incriminating results of their "botched" summoning. Those less able to escape confinement under their own power may need a hand, or to band together, or, at worst, to wait quite a while for locals to stumble across them...
-> (3)
You step outside into an unfamiliar town; small, sparse, just off a major highway running through the Neloi Flats. A perfect place for a cult looking for an unoccupied building, because there are a lot of those here, as though the town's peak has come and gone, leaving behind rusty signs for roadside attractions and a main street retinue of shops made of sheer stubbornness and spite.
There's not much direction here. There are locals, who will be confused by you, possibly wary and disbelieving. There's a temple, small like the village but likely to have charity you need right now. There's a highway, and following it in either direction will take you to one of two very different cities.
There's a whole country of possibilities before you, in fact. What ones will you chase, and will you do it alone?
[[As of this mingle: go forth and RP! You can treat this post like a game intro, or like a meme post; follow the prompt/s exactly, or alter the details to suit your tastes, or pitch a completely different scene in your own top-level. Let's get some stories started.]]
mm bondage
[Maya sighs, laughing a little exasperatedly and tilting her own head up to look at the ceiling.
A sigh.
And then looks back to Prompto. He seems friendly enough, so she scoots on her side, with the help of her shoulders, to get a better view. Actually, the decoratedness of his clothing makes him seem more familiar to her, though she's not sure if it's because he looks like he's from Cali or from Labyrinthia. Eh, probably not Labyrinthia. Too many zippers.]
Think we can get out of here?
You said it, not me, just saying
Well--nnh. [He lowers his head again and breathes out, then smiles again, more with-it this time.] Stands to reason, don'tcha think? Two heads are better than one.
[He grunts as he tries to pull his wrists apart, but no dice. He exhales loudly, stymied.]
Eeeeven if we seem to be at zero hands. And feet. You wouldn't happen to know how to pick locks, would you?
Well it isn't NOT bondage
[The 'after this mess' is implied.
Maya's lucky. In not looking like much and not putting up too much of a fight, her bonds aren't as closely bound as Prompto's. She can't get hersekf out of them, but at least she can roll and shimmy. She gets herself closer to Prompto and tries to help roll him into a better position but... Her initial efforts are ineffective.
This reminds her of a puzzle]But that's not why I chose this one! My intentions were pure...ly H/C-related
Uh. [??] What're you doing?
[THEY LOOK RIDICULOUS]
So pure. So gentle
[Keyword being trying, though, and exasperated, she can't help but lay back and laugh a little. Mostly because she's in front of other people, so screaming doesn't seem like a good idea.]
If we can get up and get a better look at this place, maybe there's another way out...
[Like a cat door, or something???]
Well, now it's just hilarious, so still a win.
Well--hey. If we can't get up, we could still, you know. Wiggle our way out, right?
[He cranes his neck to get as good a look around as he can, and then, with a herculean effort and one mighty heave, he manages to flip himself from squashing his hands to lying on his face. HaHA! Success. Panting a little and swallowing a whine (ow ow ow), he grins up at her.]
I don't think I'm chained to anything but myself. You?
This is why you don't send two sidekicks in on one mission
Yeah, I'm free too.
[She shimmies closer again, wobbling from knee to knee before leaning over Prompto.]
You sure you're okay? They sure got you a whole lot worse...
[She doesn't remember their captors being that violent. Or maybe he just looks worse when he's digging his face into the floor.]
Oh god that's exactly what this is. Two Robins, no Batman.
[He tries inching forward like a caterpillar. This was supposed to be a life or death situation. How did it get so dumb so quickly?]
I just had a--small altercation with a moving train before I got here, is all! Hahh. [After squirming wall-ward for about half a foot, he lets his boots drop back down and wheezes into the floor.] Not a problem. I got this. Everything's under control.
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Ssssouuunds like you need a break.
[She advises.
But she holds onto that. An altercation with a moving train, huh...?]
Or maybe some help. Maybe we can get on our feet if we work together.
[At least from their feet they'll be able to better observe their surroundings.]
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Huhh. Okay. Mnh. [He closes his eyes for a moment, then nods and looks at her.] What do you suggest?
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[She seems VERY CONFIDENT in this bullshit TV idea but hey, physics. It could work.]
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Oh, yeah, okay! Yeah, that could work. All right, so I... turn around, right?
[Let's try this thing.]
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[She scoots behind him so they're back to back.]
If you can get off the grouuund, maybe we can stand up!
[Or at least have the leverage to get Prompto sitting up instead of lying down, since... well. He doesn't seem to be doing too well there.]
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[It takes some squirming and being absolutely ridiculous, but eventually, even with all his limbs bound, Maya's help is enough for Prompto to get up to a sitting position. He releases an audible breath of relief when the effort is over.]
O--okay. Nngh. Whew. Thanks, just--quick breather.
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See? Teamwork!
[Look, laughing about this is a lot easier than dealing... and besides. At least they're not surrounded by fires anymore.]
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Yup. Teamwork. Always saves the day.
[Prompto shuts his eyes tightly for a moment, because nothing--nothing--has made him miss Ignis, Gladio, and Noct as much as this, right now: escaping from this darkness without them.]
Let me know... when you're ready to try getting up.
[He said, clearly winded.]
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They sure made this stuff look easier on TV.
[She tells him, looking back over her shoulder toward her newfound friend.]
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Haha. Where'd you see it, anyway? In real life, or on some kind of game show?
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[A sheepish grin.]
But hey, it worked half-way!
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[HE WILL BELIEVE AWAY HIS OWIES...]