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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?
moneytwin: Official Art by Wendy Sullivan (<user name="WendyDoodles" site="twitter">) (Trinket: ?)

[personal profile] moneytwin 2018-10-18 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He is certainly cuddly, but that does require getting around some of that armor. And being brave enough to approach.

As it is, Trinket remains sprawled by the fire, his sulk occasionally interrupted by his designated bearsitter (Hulk) and the offerings of food. He's no longer sprawled on his belly at this point, sitting up and staring rather dejectedly at the fire; pointed glances towards the water do not result in the return of his parent-owner, earning occasional sighs.

Eventually however, even someone as quiet as A4 will be noticed. A twitch of his ear is followed by the turn of his head, then a counter-stare.

He knows white haired humans. And non-humans. Why is this one looking at him like that?
]
valuedstrength: (and long been gone)

[personal profile] valuedstrength 2018-10-18 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[He nods at the explanation. It really doesn't change anything for him. He's expecting a boss battle. That's why he wants to go first. He has a habit of winning those.] Point taken. I still think I should do it.
rightfully: (pic#11666217)

[personal profile] rightfully 2018-10-18 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's nice to see him smile more surely, but - but it's followed with such words that her ribs feel throttled - not unlike a hiccup that causes the whole of one's insides to quake - and it takes her a moment to figure out that it's her heart, and one single, distracting thud.

Walk it off, she tells herself, although not in such particular phrasing. Sheryl may have put some notions in her head but it's Lucina's call if and when she gives them any oxygen to thrive. Here and now, she'd much rather spar with a friend.

(Just... just ignore the turn her smile takes, and how it might give her away.)

Standing up, she offers him a hand to do the same. There's a fairly clear spot a few feet away from their fire, where no bystanders are likely to get caught in their mischief.

Although, let's be real, people are going to wonder what these two weirdos are doing regardless. ]


The same rules as before, I expect?
resistivity: (pic#12562272)

[personal profile] resistivity 2018-10-18 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
( girls are so weird. why are girls weird? they're weird. they just are. spirits save him. )

Chief Beifong's not really... the sort of woman you introduce to other people, but. Maybe. If they're both here. Sounds like they'd get along.
rightfully: (pic#7535320)

[personal profile] rightfully 2018-10-18 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
In a manner of speaking, yes.

[ She starts to move away from the lip of the lake, but there's an ease and slowness to her movements that suggest Connor is welcome to follow. Her sodden boots leave clear, damp prints across the stone and water drips off her cape and hair. ]

It was my father's. As his heir, keeping it safe is my responsibility.

[ ...which may be slightly odd to hear because she's only ever described Chrom in present tense before. Lucina doesn't recognise the distinction.

Time travel is a headache. ]
teratias: (Default)

[personal profile] teratias 2018-10-18 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
No, they really can't. And some people don't know how to swim either.

[Waver looks a little proud at the question, as...well. He's happy to give the answer:]

To my knowledge, no. As long as I write it down, it'll happen.
teratias: (05.Consideration)

[personal profile] teratias 2018-10-18 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Suddenly? Sort of, yeah, but it's under extremely specific circumstances. [Waver frowns, tilting his head slightly.]

You're speaking from some kind of experience. What happened, precisely?
p_mortem: (invisible hands)

[personal profile] p_mortem 2018-10-18 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
You haven't felt it?

[ He lifts his hand as if to point, but- there really isn't anything to point to, no specific place where he "feels" magic, although his hand eventually settles over his heart. ]

Magic disappearing when we first came here. I know I'm not the only one who felt it. And then later, around when this lake was discovered, the feeling of it coming and going.
lumberlady: (少女)

[personal profile] lumberlady 2018-10-18 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Everyone is the type of person you introduce if you're introducing them to the right people.

[ignorant, positive thinking or a grain of wisdom? you decide.

because Konoha is busy stuffing her face, at least not at the frantic "what is this?!" pace she'd inhaled his curry, just a very enthusiastic pace... and then she's already holding her bowl out for seconds.]


More, please.

[Two stomachs to feed after all... though a strange prickle of sensation pulls her gaze back to her damp skirt. ... did her hoof twitch just now or was that hopeful thinking?]
dadandgone: (Come Again?)

[personal profile] dadandgone 2018-10-18 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
No the watch! The one's Astoria gave us. [He pushes up his sleeve and shows the watch he'd certainly been wearing this whole time. He moves back to try and capture as much of the carving in the "screen" as possible.] I figure they're magic so I wasn't too worried about it getting damaged in the water.

[Why have a magic watch powered by who knew what be completely undermined by water?]
p_mortem: (ash all over)

[personal profile] p_mortem 2018-10-18 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
I dunno. Maybe they want to talk to you because you're easy to talk to.
lonered: (s715)

[personal profile] lonered 2018-10-18 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. It makes you wonder where they did go, if not down here.

[It's a large lake though. Keith has no idea where merfolk do or don't go.

He shakes his head.]


But I don't know. They could be, but I doubt they're meant to be pearls. So probably not merpeople.
lonered: (S6-20)

[personal profile] lonered 2018-10-18 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[A nod of agreement.] Hopefully other people took a different turn. Trying to get through all these places might be a bit much for any one person.

[Yay teamwork. But Keith frowns with a shake of his head.]

My suit can scan, but I don't think I can record a decent image in this lighting. It's not a camera.
dadandgone: (Nothing Major)

[personal profile] dadandgone 2018-10-18 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maes can't help but chuckle, though it's certainly a tired laugh. He doesn't move to get up just yet though.]

Sorry. Guess it was your turn to sneak up on me for once.

[As for that question.]

You know those eels? [Maes rolls up his pant leg and reveals bandages sticking up out of the boot.] Apparently I didn't teleport fast enough. So, yeah, right now is the perfect spot for a nap.
lumberlady: (ごほん)

[personal profile] lumberlady 2018-10-18 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Let's... let's make a plan, then! So we have something to look forward to. Do you like pumpkin? Your sister and I carved some, and I still have some I was going to cook with...

[She'd... really like to be above ground cooking instead of this right now, but if doing things like this might help get them home...]

That's right... Arenvald is really strong, I think... I mean, I've never seen him fight or anything, but he looks strong-

[And now someone from his world said so, too, so- even more trustworthy.]

He let me sleep with him, so I'll keep doing that, just in case.

[Phrasing aside.]
lonered: (s728)

[personal profile] lonered 2018-10-18 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, we've come full circle. Thanks for not pulling a weapon.

[Keith manages, but any humor fades from his voice when Maes goes and shows him the bandages. He winces and crouches down, looking a moment before reaching up to disengage the mask so he can look at Hughes.]

I guess so. How bad did it get you? Are you going to be able to walk out?
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[personal profile] lumberlady 2018-10-18 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
... yeah, they are.

[Unconsciously, she reaches down to tug her sleeve down a bit, rub anxiously at the bite mark scar on her forearm. Gonta had saved her then, ripped the wolves off the ground and tossed them away as if they were nothing, but... Gonta wasn't here. Might never be.]

I guess that's nothing for you, though...
dadandgone: (Serious Business)

[personal profile] dadandgone 2018-10-18 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maes takes a breath. He's out of the water. He's not drowning. Get over yourself and get back on your feet soldier, he thinks or maybe even hisses a bit through his gritted teeth. His foot is pounding from the bite and it certainly did something to him beyond that. God he hopes it isn't poison.

He decides to go for honesty.
]

No. [He grunts and finally pushes himself to an upright position.] That thing bit through my boot!
dadandgone: (Default)

[personal profile] dadandgone 2018-10-18 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
No...we don't have laminating machines either.
dadandgone: (Well That's Just Weird)

[personal profile] dadandgone 2018-10-18 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
The Internet?
p_mortem: (god of fear)

[personal profile] p_mortem 2018-10-18 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh... At least you have something to look forward to in the future.
dadandgone: (I Don't Get It)

[personal profile] dadandgone 2018-10-19 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Maes doesn't complain much. He hadn't been on the front lines in a long time, but he'd seen enough soldiers dragged away from combat to receive medical attention. He does what he can to help Wash carry him, but he can't put weight on his foot just yet.

He grunts when he's finally able to sit down again, tilting his head back to just rest for a minute. Damn was Roy going to be pissed that he'd gotten himself hurt. There was probably a reason that he was always frowning whenever he was the first to volunteer to go.
]

Well, it hurts. [Sorry, that was rude. Maes rubs the water off his face.] We need to look at it. I think that eel had some weird effect on me... [He really hopes it isn't poison that's making him feel so weak, because if so it is FAR too fast acting and he probably won't have much luck if it is.]
dadandgone: (Awk~ward)

[personal profile] dadandgone 2018-10-19 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe next time. [Sorry, he's been in a bit of a mood since getting bitten. Mostly because if he starts thinking about how stupid of a move that was and how much Roy is going to be angry at him...well he'll upset himself. Instead he'd prefer to stick to sarcasm and jokes.]

Pretty good...definitely broke through the flesh. My bigger concern was the exhaustion and loss of my ability. I don't know if there was anything else in its bite, but my foot wasn't changing any funny colors so that was a plus.

[He rolls his pant leg back down, he then turns back to his pack to start digging out a snack. Now that he's awake he's starving.]

As for walking out of here...I'll be all right. Nothing is broken and the bandaging is solid. If my ability comes back I can always do short 'jumps' to get around.
dadandgone: (Default)

[personal profile] dadandgone 2018-10-19 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe.

[Wait, that's a little suspicious.]

We're all from different worlds...no guarantee that we'll invent that.
Edited 2018-10-19 00:14 (UTC)
p_mortem: (devouring moonlight)

[personal profile] p_mortem 2018-10-19 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Now you know about it and can invent it. You could be bringing somebody wonderful into the world.