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acatamods. ([personal profile] acatamods) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_logs2018-10-04 09:55 pm

cavern explorations.








the depths below.
exploring the caverns.
All of you will have the same entrance into the caverns -- it will involve going underwater and traveling about one hundred feet through a tunnel which breaks into into a massive cavern, full of air. The breeze is mysteriously fresh, for being both underground and underwater, and before you are three massive dark tunnels. It's hard to decide which one to go toward, but inevitably, you are drawn toward a specific tunnel.

For your top level comments, include what group you are in your subject line. . You will be in the caverns for roughly one week's time in order to get to the information at hand. That doesn't mean you have to stay below that long, but be prepared to pack whatever you need in order to live down there for that long There will be fish to hunt in the waters and the water itself is fresh, but sleeping on the cold marble-like surface might suck, especially if you're wet. And . . . once you get into the meat of things, what are you going to find?
group a.



The tunnel by which group A travels down is narrow, to the point of claustrophobia. And along the way, you will run into several obstacles. You will have to travel through underwater tunnels that, again, are narrow and claustrophobic. Stalagmites and stalacites make navigating through the waters treachorous, and getting stuck is not an impossibility.

Additionally, as you move through the pathways (both water and not), you begin to notice little lights flickering in the water. At first, you think it may be crystals sparkling in the water . . . but upon closer inspection, you begin to realize that they are bioluminescent eels. How cool! However, about halfway into your journey, you begin to notice that theyre getting a bit . . . larger. And, should you allow yourself to be attacked by them, not only do they bite, they seem to suck out your energy. These eels feast on magical energy, and suffering a bite from one of these eels will completely eradicate your Astoria granted powers for five hours. Have fun with that.

Finally, at the end of your journey, you will reach what feels like a dead end . . . in that you come upon a small alcove type area, with no discernable exit. And, upon the far wall, you see what appear to be cave drawings. Intricately carved into the stone, with a language surrounding the pictographs that no one understands, are what appears to be two women. One has longer hair, to her shoulders, holding a white orb in her hand. The other, with cropped hair, appears to be holding a blackened orb in her hand. Their arms are intertwined, connected, but there is a large fracture in the rock, scorched across the woman drawn in white, as if someone (or something) has attempted to blast it to bits.

Eventually, upon some investigating, you come across words that you, somehow, do understand, scrawed in a messy text, carved into the stone. Those words?

group b.


The tunnels that Group B heads down are considerably wide, all things considered. Most of the journey in the tunnels for Group B is above-ground and doesn't involve going underwater . . . which may be a good thing, as the water pathways in this tunnel are deep. The water is still crystal clear, but you somehow still can't see the bottom of it. It looks as if it goes on forever . . . and ever . . . and ever . . .

Eventually, though, you come into a second massive cavern, with a huge underground lake. The lake is full of dark shapes that dart underneath the surface -- horses, with the tails of fish, as they pop up to the surface for a gulp or two of air. But when they notice the strangers on the shores of their territory, they circle ranks and edge themselves closer . . . and if you get too close to the shore, you may feel teeth sink into the edge of your coat and an abrupt tug to be pulled into the water.

To be clear -- the kelpies themselves are not particularly violent. However, they've never seen otherworlders like you before, and are definitely scared. Not fighting against them will ensure their slow trust, and they will generally leave you alone. But if you attack them? They'll fight back, and they will drag you down to the depths below without a second thought in order to protect their own.

Eventually, you come across a third massive cavern, with another underground lake. The water seems to sparkle with energy -- tiny lights dance across the water, skipping across the surface without a care in the world. Touching the water will result in temporary paralysis of whatever you use to touch it -- magic, so powerful that you cannot possibly comprehend it. The energy is too much to handle, and you, too, cannot see the bottom of this lake. However, scattered across the walls, are runes carved into the marble. It's a language you do not understand, but you do come across something that you manage to understand . . . tucked amongst the runic symbols:

group c.


Group C enters into a beautiful crystalized tunnel, with white crystals jutting out into the tunnel. It looks beautiful, but it makes for treacherous going -- the crystals are razor sharp, and sliding through them requires elegance and grace to avoid being turned into ribbons. Move slowly -- you need to in order to make it through this maze of crystals.

Eventually, you make it to a wider tunnel with various deep pools of water scattered along the floor. The pools seem to be endlessly deep, reaching to impossible depths that you cannot see. However, the pools seem to have an . . . alluring feel to them. You are drawn closer to them, curious, inquisitive . . . you want to get into them . . . and if you dip into the pools, watery arms of the sprites that live within these pools glide around you, and coax you into the depths below . . . but you feel calm, serene. Hopefully someone is looking out for you.

But as you move through the tunnel with the pools, you begin to notice signs of life. Not necessarily plant life, or animal life, but signs that people are here. There are footsteps from one pool to the next, wet markings that seem to be permanently wet no matter how much you wipe them away. There are watermarks along the walls, handprints against the marble. And as you begin to walk, begin to notice messages scrawled along the walls, carved deep into the marble.

Every single word is the same.

group d.


Unlike those below the surface, the lakeside shores of Lake Dona seem to be relatively peaceful. Nessie is lazily swimming around and offering rides to those that need it, and campfires are soon built up around this makeshift camp of those who are sitting around to wait. The network does work with those in the caverns, so keeping in contact is far easier than it was in Struxta!

However, in the last days of the investigation, as Group A, B, and C begin to discover the messages in the caverns, storm clouds begin to roll in. It begins to downpour, a frightening crack of lightning streaking across the side with alarming regularity. And, on the final day of the exploration, a voice seems to float through the deluge. And it isn't Astoria's. But it seems to be . . . odd. And suddenly, a message appears on your watches.

¿ɯǝ ɐǝɹɥ ʎon ɐɔu ˙nʎo ɥǝdl ʇo ǝuǝp ᴉ ˙ʎno ɥǝdl ʇo ɐʍʇu ᴉ ¿ɯǝ ǝɥɐɹ nʎo ɔuɐ

What in the hell could that be?
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[personal profile] punshots 2018-10-12 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ With her stamp of approval on a job well done, Prompto lets out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, his smile widening even further. How he made it through that without mucking it up is beyond him, though no doubt her reassurances played a major role. He'll be thinking about what she said to him today for awhile — as if he isn't ever thinking about what she's said to him a lot, but this is something new and different, that he hasn't given much thought to before. A healer...

He squeezes her ankle gently before he seems to realize what he's doing, and a breathless laugh shakes out him. The air feels charged around them with an energy that isn't necessarily foreign to him, but it still catches him by surprise, somehow, with how simple it is to just touch her, to the point that he almost doesn't think anything of it.

Almost.

As usual, the color stays high in his cheeks, his skin, already covered in goosebumps from his little dip, prickles with a cold chill. He still doesn't move his hand away, though in a way that is hard to miss, he does lean closer, shifting his weight against his other arm that props him up, as he returns her smile. ]


Don't mention it. Figure I owe you after you saved my life, anyway.
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[personal profile] punshots 2018-10-12 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Uhhh...w-well, they sort of looked like...ghosts? They were all transparent. And when they tried to grab me, they definitely didn't feel human.

[ He doesn't know what they felt like, though. It was like being grabbed by water itself. ]
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[personal profile] punshots 2018-10-12 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ Once Nier is seated, Prompto lowers his voice a little - though there's not a real reason to. It's not as though there's anyone around to overhear them that's not a member of the Circle, but this cave is still...unsettling. He can't shake the feeling that something is watching them, though perhaps that's just the paranoia talking. ]

It's just...don't you think it's a little weird how this place was all blocked off and then all of a sudden, we could get in without a problem? ...You don't think this is some kind of trap, d'you?

[ He would hope nothing in Astoria's world would harm them, though more and more it seems like she actually has very little control here. ]
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[personal profile] adelphoi 2018-10-12 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ she feels it too, the electric hum in the air between them, how it nags and pulls, and then he's leaning closer, his face turned to hers, and she feels her heart hop into her throat.

it's a pleasant feeling. sweet. terrifying. ]


Think nothing of it.

[ she says, her words riding a breathless chuckle. what a strange feeling it is, this.. infatuation, this giddy excitement. she's experienced similar feelings before, it is akin to the joy she felt every time her grandfather came to visit, or when she would return to the rising stones to find lyse and urianger eager to welcome her. it is a sense of belonging, of fondness, of companionship, and family. though this particular brand she feels with prompto is a different color, certainly.. ]

No doubt you would have been fine. Like as not the sprites would have thrown you out again, once they realized you've not enough fat on your bones to appease them.
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[personal profile] punshots 2018-10-12 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, he is definitely picturing her trying. While he didn't try to crush one under his boot, he did try to break one off to take home as a souvenir and cut his hand in the process, so...he's not doing much better.

But, of course, he's going to take a different perspective on it from her, while he cracks open this super decadent and appealing can of beans... ]


I dunno, I think they're kinda pretty! ...Though "sharp" only begins to describe 'em... [ He grins lopsidedly. ] At least we're through the worst of it now? Heh...

[ With any luck, anyway. They might still run into trouble further in, but this spot they've made camp in is a lot more open and less stabby. ]
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[personal profile] punshots 2018-10-12 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ A quiet snort of laughter slips out of him, the meat of his mirth lost to the hum of his nerves in his bones. Gods, they're so close right now...and they've been close plenty of times before, but not like this. Not...not like they were that night when he had lost his vision, when she had taken care of him and he had told her the truth about his origins. Just thinking about that moment sends a spike of adrenaline coursing through his blood. They'd been so close, he could feel her breath on his skin, her lip beneath his fingertip.

...He's told himself so many times that he's made more out of that moment than it really was, that he doesn't need to look any deeper into the way Alisaie might feel about him, because, of course, they're just friends. She...couldn't think about him in that way. Even if he saw himself as good enough for her, no doubt he isn't her type. He's not smart enough, too goofy and fearful, too...Prompto. Besides, this is how things happen for him. He meets a pretty girl, falls in love, and...that's that. He doesn't work up the courage to go further. He never has, no matter how many he's fawned over, or daydreamed about.

But Alisaie...is different, in so many ways, from every other girl he's liked before. She is someone...truly special to him, exceptionally so, at a level only matched by those who were his dearest friends from home.

His friend...but is it so impossible to wonder if...maybe, just maybe, she might want to be...more? When she looks at him like that, it doesn't seem quite so unthinkable. ]


Heh...not sure if I should be insulted by that, or take it as a compliment. [ Maybe both. ] Still, I'm lucky to have someone like you have my back.

[ His hand draws away from her ankle at last, but only so it can close over her own hand, his fingers trembling hard. ]
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[personal profile] punshots 2018-10-12 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's only the presence of others that enabled Prompto to go on this journey in the first place, and his friends have done their fair share of keeping him sane -- or, at the very least, putting up with his whining. Really, he's been in worse places than this, but he wouldn't have ever gone alone. ]

What're friends for, if not to slap you around a bit when you need it?

[ Another hard jab against the canned beans is enough to loosen the top so Prompto can pull it back, carefully avoiding the sharp edges with his fingers. ]

A-ha! Think I got some forks in here, too...
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[personal profile] punshots 2018-10-12 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
what! that doesn't sound like something we would do

[ Briefly reflecting back on El Minha and Struxta... ]

well okay it does but
i still don't think that's why the barrier disappeared
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[personal profile] adelphoi 2018-10-12 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ her heart, which had hopped up into her throat, now veritably slams against the roof of her mouth, adrenaline spiking in her blood like an electric shock when his hand moves over hers.

surely he can't mean to..

.. but he does, doesn't he? there can be no mistaking the nature of his touch, how gentle it is, and bold. they've held hands before, but it had been a gesture of solidarity, of comfort, and while.. all right, looking back on it, it might not have been quite so platonic as they have likely told themselves, there can be no mistaking this. ]


Prompto..

[ his name is a whisper on her lips, her eyes wide with fearful, anticipating wonder as they flicker up to fix fully on his face. her throat feels dry, but somehow she finds the wherewithal to turn her hand over in his, so their palms kiss. ]

You.. deserve it, and more, you understand..
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[personal profile] punshots 2018-10-12 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
you don't think so?
the water ladies definitely seemed dangerous in this cave
they can make you feel all
chill?
like there's nothing weird about walking into a pool and drowning
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[personal profile] punshots 2018-10-12 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's a wonder he can even hear her words through the pounding sound of his heart in his ears. Is this really happening? Can it be real, or is it just a fanciful dream, brought on by how often he thinks about this? About what it might be like to hold her hand, lean in close and...

...kiss her?

Frozen by nerves and anticipation both, it takes all his wherewithal to lean in nearer, and if it weren't for the way her hand turns in his, there's no way he would be bold enough to do so. But there's something encouraging in the way her palm meets his, and though he still feels electrified from head to toe, his entire body trembling, he manages to close the distance between them a little bit more, their faces just inches apart. ]


I'm...starting to.

[ He says in a low murmur into the small space between them. It feels like a hand grips his heart, to steal his courage away, but his is too close now for he to possibly doubt his intent, and she hasn't pulled away. This...this is happening.

He lifts his free hand to the side of her face, his trembling fingertips just framing her face, his eyes fluttering shut as he leans in —

The sound of skittering rocks cracks light lightning behind them, and he bolts upright and away, like he has touched a live wire.

Oh. Oh, gods. ]
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[personal profile] spaceforged 2018-10-12 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Shiro follows her down and laments he left his helmet back at the spot they're taking a break. Even having the Paladin armor working at intervals would be something. It feels like the eels are watching him as he joins Vex at the crack in the stone and focuses on his arm.

Blue light flares in the water and runs down the white metal plating like water through tracks. A deadly hum fills the air as the light reaches his hand. He holds it up so they can both see.]
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[personal profile] godcards 2018-10-12 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
Then maybe the threat isn't for you. Not everyone is so... discerning, shall we say. There's plenty of people who will do as they're told without much forethought, or just go ahead and do something without thinking at all.
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[personal profile] spaceforged 2018-10-12 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
Well, the leg will be fine. I need you to keep still. There's a stalagmite wedged in the gap of your armor. [He glances at his right hand. If he times it carefully... Shiro moves that hand forward and a low humming fills the air.]

Stay still. I can get rid of it. [Shiro brings his weapon hand down to the base of the stalagmite and slashes. The first cut isn't that deep. The second gets it halfway. He's timing it for when the arm has less power. Using the full force of his weapon would be too risky this near a comrade.]

One more cut and I'll have it. [The third cut takes care of it and he grabs it with his left hand pulling on the wedged rock.] This is just the first step.

Your foot is in a crack.
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[personal profile] extirpator 2018-10-12 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
I'm fine. [ there's a smile, and a short nod. ] I don't have much of an appetite these days.

[ he reaches into his pouch, pulling out a strip of dried meat before gesturing it towards her. ]

Here. Trek hasn't tired you out?
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[personal profile] extirpator 2018-10-12 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ i mean...she's right. the why really doesn't matter. he will gladly agree with that.

but wordlessly, he watches, brows raised the slightest bit. ]


You're just swinging at the air...if you get too reckless, they'll get the upper hand.

[ wet — she's right. there's a narrowing of the eyes. ]

They're close — but they're in hiding...somewhere around here.

[ ... ]

We could provoke them in hopes that they'll come out.
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[personal profile] imperialsun 2018-10-12 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
Well he has that aura about him, you know? Super rough around the edges but he was a nice guy once you got to know him. He always sounded like he was about to kill you.

[He may have tried a few times. Ahh, friendship.]

Maybe I should ask them to make me a superhero outfit. I could go change it behind a tree when I use my Personas or something.

[He just wants to look snazzy too. Before he can say anything else, a bolt of lightning streaks across the sky.]

Geeze, this is getting intense.
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[personal profile] bestaround 2018-10-12 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ooof, okay, okay, point taken. 9S recoils back just a pinch, a subtly sheepish action in asking what was, apparently, a stupid question. It's easy to forget just how... delicate, humans were.

But the moment of shame is brief. ]


Your magic? [ 9S immediately perks up with interest. ] What kind do you have?
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[personal profile] bestaround 2018-10-12 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Thanks, buddy, he'll happily take that towel. 9S doesn't hesitate to toss it over his head, starting with drying off his hair. ]

Heh, they've probably been dealing with more water than this already. Chances are, it's the least of their worries down there.

[ From what he's been gathering over the network they have, anyway. ]
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[personal profile] sunborne 2018-10-12 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ considering how dire their situation seems to be the more they unearth information, daylight knows he shouldn't be giggling at, 'like they got a whiff of that bad ideas asshole and demanded a second sample.' and yet.

he is. so much that he needs to cover his mouth and smother his laughter as to not wake the others. it'll take him a while before he can pull himself to send back a reply: ]


Given what we've found so far: It feels like the things we've discovered so far are, like, traps or something. Deterrents to keep us out. But what or who? The mermaids? Lady Astoria? This feels like this is all they're for
a reason.


[ there's another pause. then another message: ]

What kind of crystals do you have there, by the way? I promised someone a crystal in return for a fortune reading and there's none where I am, so far.
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[personal profile] rightfully 2018-10-12 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Lucina, for her part, sorts out two quick meals for them: some bread, a few strips of dried meat (not bear, thank you very much!) and some freshwater that isn't kelpie infested in wooden cups. Being idle isn't really for her, particularly when whomever she's with is making themself useful.

The flint is fighting him, though. A faint breeze from the top of the cavern always seems to stir at just the right moment to stifle his efforts, sparks dying out before they can be nourished.

Seeing that, Lucina kneels beside him, cupping her hands just so around his effort. Without a word, he can intuit what to do next.

Hopefully it doesn't include lighting Lucina herself on fire. ]
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[personal profile] fuck1ngusernam3 2018-10-12 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. [Hank says it slowly, frowning at the sky.] Sure you don't want to get back inside? I mean, it's kind of a long walk, by the time you get back it could be over, but. Who knows what a storm in freaky magic dream land's gonna do? Hard to look cool in a superhero costume after lightning gets you.
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[personal profile] lumberlady 2018-10-12 11:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Both, definitely both.]

A light? Okay-

[She's better focused with a task, and so Konoha nods, trotting off back towards the campfire and returning a short time later with a flaming piece of firewood in hand.]

Here! Can you read the magic with this then?
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[personal profile] lumberlady 2018-10-12 11:57 am (UTC)(link)
Water ghosts...

[Oh no, oh no-]

What if something bad happened here... or it's cursed... ?
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[personal profile] sunborne 2018-10-12 12:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Nice to meet you, Mintao! [ he gives a hearty handshake, happy that he's got a name for his conversation partner. ] It's great to have a chat with you.

And- Um! No! 'Lornlit' is my worldclaim. [ okay… how does he explain this…? ] 'Worldclaim' tells you where I was born, basically. Backstory is a little complicated but 'Lornlit' is the mashed up name of my dad's starship, the Lornful Light.

I technically don't have a last name...? [ it's the truth, more or less, but he sounds a little uncertain at this point, like he's unsure of this statement. ]