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acatalepsy_logs2018-09-09 02:36 am
lavabend) wrote in acatalepsy_logs2018-09-09 02:36 am
OPEN | IN THE RIGHT COMM THIS TIME
Who: Bolin and YOU?!!??!
Where: All over the place.
When: Throughout the sickness event.
Rating Most likely will stay PG.
What: A large former-rock boy gets his bearings then becomes miserably sick. Special appearance by a small ferret.
THE WHERE-AM-I, WHAT-IS-THIS PROMPT (BEFORE SICKNESS):
[ He barely had a chance to speak to Astoria before the mysterious woman seemed to whisk herself away, off to handle some other matter of grave importance. Now, Bolin's definitely not opposed to helping some people out, but this might be the worst time to pull him. As far as he knows, his hometown is going to be destroyed by the work of a scary, domineering and possibly-insane tyrant if he doesn't get a message across in time. There is no time, and he would love to help these people out later, but he has to go home immediately!
Pabu being with him for some reason is really great and quells some of his anxiety but it's not nearly enough to put him at ease. So, he's chasing the misty servants around, trying to get one of them to speak to him. ] Wait! Just listen to me! I cannot be here! [ They seem to do a great job at evading him, phasing right through him when he tries to touch them. He spots one phase right into a door, and Bolin slams open that door. ] PLEASE!
[ It's the door to the bath? Sorry if anyone was taking a soak in there. The where-am-I prompt is now also the suddenly-naked prompt. Just pulling out all the classics. ]
THE SICK BOI PROMPT (WEEK ONE):
[ Despite how little mind Bolin seems to actively pay to his own health, he's actually the sort who doesn't get sick easily. Toughing it out on the streets as a child must have built one very strong immune system, able to take on anything. So, it's rare for him to get the flu. It's an especially bad flu too. He's sniffing constantly, and his mind is all a-fog. Even Pabu seems concerned about him, but there's nothing the little guy can really do but poke his nose in Bolin's face. ] Okay, Pabu, I know we never trained for this, but I know you're smart. [ Loud sniff. ]
Do you know what tissues are? Do you think you can find me s-s-s'ACHOO!!
[ And at once, a huge gust of wind passes by, triggered by his sneeze. Bolin's an Airbender now, apparently, and he knows nothing at all about how to be one. Two things can happen now:
1. His gust of wind is strong enough to knock your character off their feet, along with many other miscellaneous items, probably. Sorry about that. Or ...
2. His gust of wind blows his beloved fire ferret way, way up into the sky, where he lands on a ledge, barely hanging onto ... life. Sorry, Pabu. ]
STILL THE SICK BOI PROMPT (WEEK THREE):
[ And now he's slowly going blind? Hey, what the f#$% (censored because he's a nick toon). A few days into the week and Bolin's vision seems to have blurred to the point where he can make out the vague shape of things in his surroundings, but he's lost on the details. This means it's very hard for him to tell people apart until they start to speak. When he comes across a person somewhat shorter than him, who has more of a feminine build (they may or may not actually be a girl), he's quick to rush up to them and hold their face affectionately. ]
... Opal? [ No ...... ]
WILDCARD
[ OOC: yeah honestly i'm up for anything ... if anybody wants me to write a starter, give me an emoji and i'll try to ... write a prompt based on it. ]
Where: All over the place.
When: Throughout the sickness event.
Rating Most likely will stay PG.
What: A large former-rock boy gets his bearings then becomes miserably sick. Special appearance by a small ferret.
THE WHERE-AM-I, WHAT-IS-THIS PROMPT (BEFORE SICKNESS):
[ He barely had a chance to speak to Astoria before the mysterious woman seemed to whisk herself away, off to handle some other matter of grave importance. Now, Bolin's definitely not opposed to helping some people out, but this might be the worst time to pull him. As far as he knows, his hometown is going to be destroyed by the work of a scary, domineering and possibly-insane tyrant if he doesn't get a message across in time. There is no time, and he would love to help these people out later, but he has to go home immediately!
Pabu being with him for some reason is really great and quells some of his anxiety but it's not nearly enough to put him at ease. So, he's chasing the misty servants around, trying to get one of them to speak to him. ] Wait! Just listen to me! I cannot be here! [ They seem to do a great job at evading him, phasing right through him when he tries to touch them. He spots one phase right into a door, and Bolin slams open that door. ] PLEASE!
[ It's the door to the bath? Sorry if anyone was taking a soak in there. The where-am-I prompt is now also the suddenly-naked prompt. Just pulling out all the classics. ]
THE SICK BOI PROMPT (WEEK ONE):
[ Despite how little mind Bolin seems to actively pay to his own health, he's actually the sort who doesn't get sick easily. Toughing it out on the streets as a child must have built one very strong immune system, able to take on anything. So, it's rare for him to get the flu. It's an especially bad flu too. He's sniffing constantly, and his mind is all a-fog. Even Pabu seems concerned about him, but there's nothing the little guy can really do but poke his nose in Bolin's face. ] Okay, Pabu, I know we never trained for this, but I know you're smart. [ Loud sniff. ]
Do you know what tissues are? Do you think you can find me s-s-s'ACHOO!!
[ And at once, a huge gust of wind passes by, triggered by his sneeze. Bolin's an Airbender now, apparently, and he knows nothing at all about how to be one. Two things can happen now:
1. His gust of wind is strong enough to knock your character off their feet, along with many other miscellaneous items, probably. Sorry about that. Or ...
2. His gust of wind blows his beloved fire ferret way, way up into the sky, where he lands on a ledge, barely hanging onto ... life. Sorry, Pabu. ]
STILL THE SICK BOI PROMPT (WEEK THREE):
[ And now he's slowly going blind? Hey, what the f#$% (censored because he's a nick toon). A few days into the week and Bolin's vision seems to have blurred to the point where he can make out the vague shape of things in his surroundings, but he's lost on the details. This means it's very hard for him to tell people apart until they start to speak. When he comes across a person somewhat shorter than him, who has more of a feminine build (they may or may not actually be a girl), he's quick to rush up to them and hold their face affectionately. ]
... Opal? [ No ...... ]
WILDCARD
[ OOC: yeah honestly i'm up for anything ... if anybody wants me to write a starter, give me an emoji and i'll try to ... write a prompt based on it. ]
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You will? Oh, thank you so much! I just need some answers about this place and how to leave! There's something really important I need to do back home. [ You and everyone else in this town, Bolin? Pls? He doesn't realise the futility of his actions just yet. ]
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[Oh no. Was that why he was going after the invisible servant guy? He winces, because he knows where this conversation might go. Either way, he did make an agreement and he starts reaching for a towel so he can get out of the bath.]
Trust me, I want to go home as much as the next guy. It was bad enough being several galaxies away from home, but now we aren't even in the right reality. No thank you. I'd love to at least be back in space. But, I'm not sure we can just ask to leave.
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What am I going to do, then? If I don't deliver a message ... I think my hometown is going to be obliterated!
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Hmmm...well I don't know if you need to worry much about that. Some of my friends have been here for several months, but before I got here it didn't seem like they'd been gone at all. Maybe it works the same way if you go back.
[By this point he'd made it to the changing area and hopefully that would stave off a freak out long enough for him to get some pants on.]
sorry for how late this is!
[ He knows he's not always the quickest when it comes to grasping concepts but this shouldn't make sense to any of his smarter friends either. ]
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Yeah, months. I know it doesn't make a lot of sense, but if you figure time probably moves differently between different dimensions then...[He shrugs, like this is the most obvious explanation ever.
When he's done, he tosses the towel in a nearby bin and pulls on his shirt.]
So, let's get going. Those guys tend to just wander around, so we should be able to find one without too much trouble.
[He glances over his shoulder at the bin.]
Actually, they might come here soon enough if they know there are towels to collect.