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CONTENT WARNINGS:

• 1st Prompt: --
• 2nd Prompt: Insects/mosquitos.
  
• 3rd Prompt: Potential for adulterous behavior in one curse option only (flort curse)

With everything prepared, a party is organized at the Malous's village. Any who come to make the journey to Bermuda Station are provided with a small tincture of super strength. It will only last for a couple of hours, so it's best to be mindful of the time while searching for the Fisher King. You can drink it early, but there is a bit of travel before reaching the entrance. And.. be mindful of what you touch. Super strength via potion has no off button, so there's a very good chance that you're going to shove a pal through a wall or break a delicate object if you aren't exceedingly careful. (Note: Characters who canonically have super strength will have a better shot at controlling this through experience, but may still struggle with getting the exact level right at the player's discretion.)
Characters who show up to the Malous's village are also given a small ring with a fragment of hourglass coins embedded into them. This will protect them from being affected by time and space fragments that may appear within the station. You must be in contact with the ring to receive its protection, which is specified as instructions when given-- wear it and keep it on you, as if you lose it, you'll need someone else to make contact with you to get out. It's hard for them to explain exactly what that means without you seeing it, so that's most of what you're given. Once everyone is ready, a handful of the Malous lead everyone out on the marsh rafts piloted by giant sea horses that pop up periodically to squirt water at anyone who talks shit about them. Characters are warned not to touch them despite that they are very friendly, but are not given details as to what will happen if they do. It is spring time and these sea horses secret hormones that tends to mess with everyone a little bit differently. Male sea horses release pheromones that tend to make people hyper emotional at whatever it is they are feeling and make it impossible contain. Fear, love, anger, sadness, confusion, horniness-- it'll go from a 1 to a 10 within a matter of minutes after contact. What? It's a great way to get in with the lady sea horses.. which incidentally have hormones that are designed to get the males ready to hold their babies, but in other creatures tend to induce a sex swap that lasts about 3 days-- so you'll probably be stuck that way even when you get back for a little bit if you touch the lady sea horses. Player's choice which you touch. (OOC Note: Please bear in mind that disrespectful misrepresentation of gender will not be tolerated if you choose to do the sex swap prompts. Otherwise, please have fun. Only play what you are comfortable with, as always.)
	As long as you follow instructions though, it's a quiet trip, if a little long and tiresome. Just out of the Unnamed Marshes, almost to the edge, there is what appears to be a sand bank with a single sign with a picture of a train and a large glass entrance that looks almost like a subway station-- well, behind the giant side of the sleeping Falak, anyway. Now is the time to take those super strength potions and push what's probably a small fraction of the world-eating serpent aside to get down into the station. The Bermuda Station is an underground railway station that can be used to go to and from other worlders beneath the oceans, without disrupting the worlds' ways of life. It uses magic to counteract any underwater pressure, so when people wash up on the shore in another world, they don't get the benz or any
other kind of ocean-inspired ailments (besides maybe dehydration if they don't get to the shore fast enough). The station itself is entirely see-through, so you can see Avalon's lake and creatures swimming around it. The station itself has a ticket booth, but as it's not operational during the time freeze, there's no one working there. You're welcome to explore anywhere you'd like... there's even a convenience store, so you can pick up a snack while you're down there if you've got any penchant for lock-picking to get in. Following the railway down, there's about a mile before you get to the end of the Avalon side of the rail. There is a train sparking out of existence about halfway through its length at the end of the tunnel... but getting there will be a challenge on its own. All around you spark pieces of life from other worlds- frozen like photographs of memories from different worlds, and they seem to change to reflect whoever is closest to them at the moment, but immediately freeze again after a second. Make sure you have your fragment of hourglass coin on you, or you too will find yourself frozen in time the second one of your own pops up and the only way to be unfrozen is if someone else with their piece still with them is in contact with you. Within the station also reside timosquitos, which are large insects with a long, needle-like mouth that feed on leaked time magic within the station. They've since taken over with no one around to shoo them off, and are happy to fly around attacking anyone who dares to threaten their new territory. Bug spray isn't very effective, so you better be ready for some magical combat. Don't get pricked either, as they have a fear venom contained within those tiny teeth that make you hallucinate even friends as terrifying entities. At the end of the train lies the Fisher King, having touched the frozen time to still himself once more, but in doing so having doomed the Unnamed Marsh. The real trick now is figuring out how to get him free from his frozen time and back to the fairy queen willingly as he did put himself here on purpose. Submit your ideas here on how to proceed. The event post will still go up on the 17th, but an additional follow-up will be posted after May 21st with whose idea goes through and what happens with the Fisher King depending on player-submitted ideas and thoughts on both; 1. How to free the Fisher King from the time freeze, which he will willingly try to induce whether he's held or not or 2. What your character may try to say to convince him to cooperate or 3. If your character has some other means of getting him to Elphame against his will.

 

Didn't head out to the Bermuda Station? Don't worry, plenty of people did! With King Arthur encouraging everyone to help, it's left Camelot a little vulnerable and that oh-so-helpful criminal element that auctioned off the hourglass coins? Well, they're here to get some G and are terrorizing the citizens of Camelot with dark magic. They're reasonable people, they only want half of what you've got-- so they're holding people at curse-point and making them show their bank numbers, then having them transfer half of that to them... or suffer one of the following curses:  Tickle: Character, regardless of whether they are normally ticklish or not, will feel the sensation of being tickled all over their body until they are assisted by either a siphoner or drink a counter-curse potion. Does not wear off.
Midas Touch: Don't want to hand over your virtual Gold? Greedy with a capital G. Now everything you touch other than your natural body will turn to gold-- and that includes living beings. And clothes. Flort: Your character finds themself flirting with anyone they speak to, even if they don't want to. Even if they're really bad at it. Even if they're already taken. Embarrassing.

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Toshirou Hijikata | Gintama (Prismatica CRAU)

[mayoninofukucho]

1) The Journey There

[After stubbornly trying to simply ride his poisoning out for months Hijikata finally relented and started getting regular healing sessions, so he can risk going out during the daytime without full sun protection gear again, all the more in a foggy environment like the Unnamed Marshes. Still, he's wearing strong sunscreen, gloves, sunglasses and a wide-brimmed hat in addition to his uniform. He feels like he's got the situation under control - he's wearing his hourglass coin ring, and the super strength potion is stored securely in his bag. What could go wrong?

A lot, it turns out. As the expedition moves across the marshes he stands right at the front of the raft he's on, squinting at the water. Whatever is pulling them - giant seahorses, they were told -, they're not supposed to touch them. Why? Are they venomous, or aggressive..? Or something worse? He exhales a waft of cigarette smoke.]

The things down there pulling us are probably cursed, like everything else in this damn swamp.

[As soon as he says that bubbles rise up, and a creature that is indeed unmistakably a giant seahorse stares him in the eye for a moment before squirting water at him from its long snout.]

No!! Ugh!

[He deftly pushes its head away from him... and realises a moment too late that he should not have done that. He lets out a groan of exasperation. What's going to happen o him now? He finds out almost immediately as his body begins to change. It's not painful, but it feels weird and wrong and he doesn't like it!! Alas, there's no helping it. Anyone checking on him will soon find him transformed into a significantly shorter and heavier woman (his uniform now looks dangerously tight on him, like a single deep inhale would burst all the seams at once).]

Shit.

[At least his voice barely changed?! Maybe it's the smoking...]


2) The Sting of Time

[Regardless of his predicament Hijikata stayed on track regarding the mission. He may be in a very heavy female body now, but the Fisher King still needs to be dragged out of the Bermuda Station! He drank his super strength potion as they arrived at their destination, and with everyone working together it wasn't much of a problem to lift the humungous segment of the Falak out of the way. They went through so much trouble in the Dusklight Woods, facing tree fae and embarrassing rituals, all for this short moment... well, he can bitch about that later.

Since they're underground now he can finally discard the hat and sunglasses, and he's surprised to see how clear the water behind the glass seems to be. Did they cross from the marshes into the bordering lake? It seems like it.

Looking down the train tracks Hijikata decides that he needs a little snack before walking all the way down there. He takes out a mayonnaise bottle, opens it and presses some out... but he forgot about his super strength. The entire contents of the bottle shoot out, getting all over him.]

...

One more thing the Fisher King will pay for.


(OOC: If you'd like to plot please hit up my plotting post or send me a PM!)

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[kiss_it_better]

[Generally, he is not in the habit of insulting the creatures pulling his boat (or other modes of transport), even when they weren't magical.

Still, there's not much he can do about what happens next. After all, he doesn't have any magic that was good for creating barriers.]

Do you feel all right? [Because he can't do much for curses but maybe there is something he can do to help. He had brought the white coat he'd gotten a while back and kept it in his bag just in case it was needed.

His expression is without alarm nor surprise. Though he is a little concered.]

[mayoninofukucho]

I'm okay, thanks.

[This isn't the first time this happens to him, though the last time the cause was Amanto magitech... but he trusts that his fellow outworlders here on Avalon will be less jerkish about his appearance than his friends(?) in Edo were, so it's really just an inconvenience.]

I was wearing gloves, too..! It only brushed my wrist! Can you say rotten luck? I can't even say that they didn't warn us.

[He huffs, more annoyed with himself than anything else. For a moment he just keeps smoking, then he starts braiding his now much longer hair into two low, tight braids.]

You wouldn't happen to have any hair ties on you, would you?

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[corpsewarblade]

[Mukuro was...secretly enjoying the effects of the super strength potion. She'd been working on building up her physical capabilities again in recent months, wanting to get herself back to her physical prime- the way she'd been when she was fighting with the Fenrir mercenary group.

And well, it had been going well. Maybe she could rival Kipposhi's ab photos someday soon.

But it was apparent that the last little while had treated some people far less kindly- she didn't even recognise the larger woman right off as she made her way down the shadows of the train tracks and- wait, was that a mayonnaise bottle? It couldn't be, could it?]

What the...Hijikata?

💪🏻✨

[mayoninofukucho]

[He's trying to clean himself up with a handkerchief as Mukuro calls out to him. When he turns to her he's surprised to see her "as herself" - but she's been out and about without the Junko get-up increasingly often since the turn of the year, hasn't she? At least that's his impression from their couple of run-ins.]

Good to see that you came along on this mission... and that those rotten seahorses didn't get you.

[In fairness, Mukuro's fitness level arguably wouldn't have been impacted like his own.]

Do you want to team up? I could use some back-up.

[His speed and agility really suffered!]

rosa rivera × original × healing | blood (canary)

[inkbled]

— on the run.

( Rosa knows danger when she sees it. As does her canary, apparently. The little yellow bird starts chirping as soon as she exits the restaurant for a break, trilling loudly in her ear until Rosa looks around and sees a man skulking near the bins.

Oh no.

She doesn't even wait for him to approach, kicking the brake off the wheels and shoving the thing with her shoulder to get it rolling in his direction before she sprints off, taking off in the opposite direction towards the street. Best to take the right turn, further away from the restaurant and down a more crowded part of the street, dodging and weaving people with breathy excuse me! sorry!s called out as she barrels past them. But it doesn't take long for the man to get past her obstacle and find the direction she's running, long strides bringing him in close much quicker than anyone would want.

Shoot. Uh... )

Hey!

( You, random person! You're gonna get dragged into this if you're not careful. )

Run!

( She yanks open the door of a waiting carriage and keeps moving, hoping the dude will be too busy sprinting to avoid it. )

— wildcard.

( wanna do some other Camelot-based shenanigans? Hit me! )

[reloves]

[ Does Minako know what's going on?

Not at all. But when she's being told to run, Minako does exactly that - because she sure doesn't want to discover what people are running from because the danger instead ran into her. And the girl who's telling her to run does seem familiar even in passing, which only gives her even more incentive to start following her.

Thankfully running comes fairly naturally to someone as athletic as Minako, so while she's running, she still has enough breath to speak up with: ]

What are we running from?!

[inkbled]

( Oh thank goodness she hears the slam of a person hitting that open door. That gives them a break. )

A-ah... ( Oh, she's used to this but it doesn't mean it's any more fun to break into sudden, prolonged sprints, turning a corner and skidding into an adjoining street. )

Crimi... Criminals. ( Oof, maybe they can slow down enough that Rosa can get a sentence out. ) They were— ( inhale, jog, note the handy low hanging branch of a nearby tree. ) waiting outside the restaurant.

rolls in late with sbux

[natsupiko]

Eh? [Oh, he recognizes that frantic voice despite only hanging with her once before.] RositaAH?

[But Kazunari's not about to just ignore her, especially when he looks past Rosa and there's definitely a weird guy tailing her. So Kazunari sprints off after her.

There's the telltale slam of the guy hitting the open door but it's not until they're much further down the road that Kazunari's adrenaline finally starts to wane and he remembers how is probably one of the least athletic members of Summer Troupe.]

Who - oof ya boy's outta shape big time - who is that guy ?!

[inkbled]

Kazu! ( Oh thank GOODNESS it's a familiar face. Even if she wishes she didn't have to pull anyone into this chase, at least she doesn't also have to play getting to know you while she runs. )

Uh. Gang- Gang member. I think.

( Look, she didn't stick around to find out, but given that she bolted and he started following her, it seems like a safe bet. )

Which way?

( He's been here longer and maybe he knows which of the upcoming turns is best for shaking criminals??? She doesn't know! )

kate galloway × original × kinetic / siphon | bean nighe

[morns]

— someone will die... of murder.cw: murder (obviously)

Just put'cha details in and we'll let you go, sweets.

( Being held at curse-point by two goons, Kate looks... bored. One brow raises as she stares at the screen of the phone they're offering her to complete the transaction before turning her attention back to the guys standing in front of her. )

And if I don't?

( The guy not holding the phone flexes a spark of dark magic in a way he thinks is threatening but really just serves to underscore how meaningless these guys are. She could barely even give you a description of their faces but generic gangster.

Kate sighs, and pulls some of her own magic into her fingertips, two flares of well-controlled kinetic magic jerking their heads to the size until their necks snap in a way that might have, once upon a time, made her stomach churn.

Now, she doesn't feel anything. They crumple to the floor because they deserved it, because they were stupid enough to try and play games like this and picked the wrong person to do it with. She folds her arms, stares at the corpses for a long moment before she picks up the phone and pockets it.

Hm. Guess she'll have to do something about these. Or maybe they'll make a good deterrent for whoever's thinking this scheme is a good way to make money.

Decisions, decisions. )

— wildcard.

( hit me for some more murdery Camelot shenanigans. Yes, murder will be her primary response to being held up, she's really not in the mood to place nice with these people. )

Jane Porter | Disney's Tarzan | OTA

[cantgetanyworse]

i. Criminal Element (A)

[The idea had been to keep out of trouble for once. The trip to the Malous village had been exciting but also dangerous, involving a near miss of almost falling over the side of the boat and Jane thinks she might have had enough excitement for at least a couple of months. Her intention is to stay behind and get a couple of art pieces finished, perhaps write a piece for her blog, but that simply doesn’t seem to be on the cards.

Jane first hears about the troubles in Camelot as she’s sitting in a tea shop and unintentionally eavesdropping on a few people at the next table. Terrible, they say, what’s been happening since so many people went to deal with the Fisher King.

She listens a little more and eventually leaves, minding her step more than she had been when she arrived. Minding herself so much, in fact, that as she abruptly pauses in the middle of the street and some poor unsuspecting individual walks into the back of her, she lets out a loud yell and nearly jumps out of her skin.]

I don’t have anything! [Jane yelps, spinning around with her bag clutched up close to her chest.] Leave me be or I’ll--!

ii. Criminal Element (B)

Hey!

[A little time has passed and Jane has drawn her courage together. Just who do they think they are, harassing people like this? Either as an observer or the potential victim of one of the roaming criminals, someone would see the usually sweet-natured Jane marching towards the villain with one hand clenched at her side, sheathed in a peculiar darkness that wisps its way up her arm.]

You leave them alone, this instant!

[The dark magic she can use is good for show, but Jane is not terribly good at actually using it. This is why, unfortunately, when she lets the magic fly it completely misses its target and hits a wall behind them instead. That could have been on purpose - she could have pretended that it was - if not for the way her expression gives her away.

But she’s not about to let that stop her!]

That-- That was a warning. [Nailed it. The criminal seems to get the point, but not without laying a curse on Jane first. When she turns to the other person with a sigh of relief what she means to say is ‘thank goodness that’s over’, but what comes out instead is--]

Wow, you have really pretty eyes.

[What.]

((flort))

a!

[inkbled]

( Rosa thinks she's lost them. Which means she can stop running, thank goodness, because her legs are killing her and she's pretty sure her heart would give out if she wasn't immortal.

(No, she's not yet realised that doesn't apply to Avalon, and she'd prefer to never have to find out.)

So, when she slams into Jane, it probably doesn't help matters that she's heaving to get her breath back and a little bit sweaty. Sorry about that, Jane. But on the other hand, that shriek made Rosa jump out of her skin, so they're even? )

Wha— Wha, what?! J-Jane, it's me!

[cantgetanyworse]

Ah! Rosa!

[That flash of strange shadows curling around one of her hands? Just ignore that. That was definitely nothing.

Jane's expression crumples in relief for a moment when she sees the other woman and she immediately grips her upper arms, squeezing gently once before letting go.] I'm so sorry about that, it's just...

[Phew. She rubs the back of her wrist against her forehead.]

I was listening to some people talking and I suppose I got myself all wound up.

Red Wine | Food Fantasy | OTA

[judgementor]

i. The Journey There

[The ring is slipped on immediately - small enough that it needs to go on his pinky finger, but wearable - and Red Wine toys with the tincture bottle for most of the trip to Bermuda Station. Every time something like this happens he tells himself that maybe it’s better to not get involved, and yet the ability of some people to make utterly stupid decisions often astounds him and he ends up joining the crowd simply in an effort to mitigate any potential damage.

That isn’t to say that Red Wine is not capable of stupid choices… but he at least knows how to follow an order.]

‘Hand the Fisher King over to the Queen’. [He muses aloud as the raft he’s on makes its slow way towards the station. He rests his chin on one hand, frowning slightly at their surroundings.]

Imagine, if people had actually done as they were told to begin with, there’d be no need for this at all.

((offering him being hyper-emotional as an option, just give me a heads up if you want it :D))

ii. The Sting of Time

[Though he couldn’t really explain why, Red Wine doesn’t much like being here. Being underground isn’t the issue, not when prior experience had made that an entirely appealing thing, but there’s just something about Bermuda Station that raises all the small hairs on the back of his neck.

He does try not to let his level of discomfort show, but the way he keeps his hand on the hilt of his sabre the entire time once they get the station entrance clear likely gives him away.

Maybe it’s the way you can see the lake through the walls? Maybe it’s that.

Red Wine skirts the time fragments without incident though they still shift to show tiny snapshots of his life - a smiling young lady with brown hair; a redheaded man with horns grabbing his collar as they bicker; the pallid, shocked face of a woman as she slides off Red Wine’s sword and falls to the ground - and he pauses now and then to look them.

Whatever it is, it’s obvious he’s on his guard. Good thing too, because when the timosquitos make their appearance he’s quick off the mark with a blade and a burst of fire before glancing to the person at his side.]

Are you all right?

[And then, under his breath--]

Of course this wasn't going to be easy...

seahorses tho

[fellsound]

( Century Egg can't remember if he's ever been on a raft before, but he supposes he hasn't. Xuan Wu wouldn't have wanted it, too undignified. Which is a shame, because this is nice. The breeze, the steady speed allowing a nice view of everything.

And the seahorses that have decided to pop up next to them. )

... Oh.

( Wait. Does Century Egg's voice sound a bit higher pitched than usual? )

[judgementor]

[It's been a while since Red Wine was at sea and he hasn't really missed it, but the raft is nice enough he supposes. The gentle rocking as they move along doesn't bother him, and with Century Egg along the company is fine as well... even if they spend a good amount of the journey simply sitting in silence.

But when Red Wine finally speaks up, and the only answer he gets is a strangely pitched up 'oh' as a couple of seahorses make an appearance, he casts a curious look over to his companion.]

'Oh'?

II

[mayoninofukucho]

Why are there huge-ass insects here?! Nobody mentioned that!

[Hijikata, likewise armed with his sword and fire magic, isn't impressed at all. The whole Fisher King trouble has dragged out way too long for his liking, caused way too many issues, and led to way too much of a hassle! Despite having been physically turned into a woman his voice is still as hoarse as it was before as he complains.]

With any luck these things already sucked the Fisher King dry, then we can just drag his husk out and re-bury him!

[judgementor]

You're surprised that no one mentioned something? I thought you would know better by now.

[It does seem to be a habit of the natives here to not mention things like this, though the station could have been abandoned for long enough that it was simply that no one had noticed the horrible things. Or maybe they were new?

He does give a small double-take at the man's current appearance, but he's already dealt with this once with poor Century Egg... who had just seemed entirely bewildered about the whole thing.]

And that may just be wishful thinking. I see you fell prey to those seahorses as well, hm?

i

[ranksinmistlore]

[In Fran's experience there will ever and always be people who are disinclined to do as they have been told. Regardless of the situation as it should stand, or their reasoning for not doing so. Or how much more trouble might have been made as a result. And yet... if she has seen anything thus far of this world it is that there is no shortage of people who are willing to spend time dealing with the latest problem to come up, whatever it should be.

(Something that she herself is not immune to, for all that she has come along on this particular excursion as much for the sake of exploration as any desire to help.]

There are always those in whom curiosity runs strong. Or those who believe themselves above such rules. For good or ill. This is no different.

[It is an nuisance, yes. But hardly so different to any other, or so it is to her eyes.]

[judgementor]

[Red Wine only lets out a soft snort at the reply he gets. He hadn't expected one, really - surely everyone was more than aware that they would not be in this current predicament if not for the actions of one person who had thought himself above the rules - and he just shakes his head slightly.]

I'm no stranger to curiosity, but if someone is incapable of following a simple instruction they should step back and allow the space for those who can.

[Calling it a nuisance would be kind, in his opinion.]

What did they think they were going to do with the body, in any case?

Beowulf | FGO

[beewulf]

I - The Journey There (Sex Swap)

[Giant seahorses... giant sea creatures. You know, Beowulf had slain a whole host of big ass sea monsters before. He just couldn't help himself. Or he could, at least so much as he simply pushed one of the seahorses back and away as it drew too close to them. Apparently, this was a mistake.

Apparently, all it took was a simple brush and a quick dip into the water. A single second of contact for the effects to take root.

On emerging from the water a woman who might look a little familiar stretches out, grabbing a shirt that still barely fit her huge frame.]

Tch, that was stupid of me.

[Her voice is still that deep, imposing, baritone.]

II - The Sting of Time (Bugs)

[Beowulf is still Beowulf, no matter what changes take place. It wouldn't stop him from being him. That entails fighting giant monsters, punching the crap out of them and having a blast doing it. His uncanny ability to dodge and move without any thought given to those movements aiding in avoiding the bites and his subsequent retaliation.

Yep, this is the life!]

Careful! If you don't want them to take a chunk out of you.

[It was said with a laugh and a large, feral grin on his face.]

[WILDCARD]

[Hit me up with whatever fam!]

Mogget | The Old Kingdom | OTA

[themogget]

i. The Journey There

[For at least half the journey there, everyone will be forgiven for not noticing that Mogget is actually there. Then a small white cat creeps out of someone’s pack and sits in the middle of the raft, not giving any room for argument as to why or now he was in there to begin with. Honestly, it’s just best not to ask.

After he’s had a cursory sniff around and stared at a couple of people for long enough to make them uncomfortable, irritated, or both, he takes up a position close to the front of the raft and watches the seahorses for a little while.

He makes a comment, eventually, because of course he does, and the inevitable happens. One of the seahorses pops up and gives Mogget a good soaking, much to his immediate - and loud - indignation.

With a yelp that sounds something between a yowl and a curse, the cat darts across the raft and between several people’s ankles before jumping into someone’s bag. Sorry about your things.]

ii. The Sting of Time

[It is a quiet trip, after that. Mogget does appear a little later, staying notably silent this time, and when they reach Bermuda Station he heads in along with everyone else.

The see-through walls draw his attention immediately, giving anyone who happens to notice the pleasure of seeing him pawing, entirely cat-like, at the transparent surface as a few fish swim by on the outside. He might stay there a good while if not distracted, but he can pick up the scent of the other people well enough if they happen to leave him behind (and no one would blame them, really).

A couple of people lingering around the locked up convenience store do get his attention, however, and he pads over to them and gives the door a look.]

If you have something long and thin, I can probably do something about the lock.

[As they make their way through the railway tunnel and towards the strange train at the end Mogget will occasionally make himself useful by blocking a timosquito or two with a well-placed light shield, but for the most part he keeps his nose forwards. When they do reach the Fisher King himself, the cat sits down with a curious chirp and flicks the tip of his tail against the tunnel floor.]

Well, now. Isn’t this interesting. I don’t suppose anyone wants to set him free again, do they?

Thanatos | Hades | OTA

[inevitablerest]

i. The Journey There

[It isn’t unusual to see Thanatos not looking terribly pleased about being on these missions. To tell the truth he would have rather stayed back for this one, but he has to make sure that a certain Prince of Hades is kept on a leash when it comes to his apparent sympathies for the Fisher King and he doesn’t trust a single other person (except perhaps Hypnos… maybe) to actually be able to handle Zagreus effectively.

He will pick the prince up and sling him over his shoulder to keep him from doing anything stupid if he has to.

And really, he doesn’t mind keeping other people from doing stupid things as well, since he’s currently in a mind for it. Which is why, should someone happen to venture just a little too close to those seahorses pulling the rafts along, they might find a large hand lightly placed on their shoulder belonging to a very tall, broad-chested Greek god who is having none of anyone’s misbehaviour on this trip.]

Don’t.

[Does no one know what ‘don’t touch the seahorses’ means?]

ii. The Sting of Time

Blood and Darkness, where did Zagreus run off to already?

[The young prince has some quick feet on him when he has a mind and Thanatos was not able to keep an eye on him quite as well as he would have liked to. His exasperated question would be clearly audible to anyone in the station not long after they disembark the rafts, though at least there is really only one direction he could have gone in…

Still, this is really something he could do without.

On the way through the tunnels he quickly picks up the sound of… something. A whirring, whining sound that reminds him of the insects he would sometimes hear on the surface, but certainly louder.]

Do you hear that? [He mutters, his voice echoing slightly against the tunnel walls.] What does that sound like to you?

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[ranksinmistlore]

[Given that Fran is not in the least bit familiar with Zagreus - or what he should happen to look like - she cannot say where he has gone. Exploring, she shouldn't doubt, given what they are meant to be here to do, but where? That is another matter entirely and one she cannot speak to.

The second question, on the other hand, is one that she can much more easily answer, one long ear flicking in the direction the sound appears to be coming from.]

Insects. Though none I know, if they are of this place.

[Still, an insect is an insect, even should it come to a fight.]