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returninghope) wrote2011-09-22 07:25 pm
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Regret 008; [Action - Afternoon]
[Good afternoon Luceti, it’s a beautiful day isn’t? There’s nothing that could ruin this lovely day in the square. Absolutely nothing, am I right?
Not even the giant, mountain of six-foot tall, icky, mud-colored slump of sludge trying to worm it’s way to the center. Or that absolutely foul smell that seems to be emanating from it. The creature, whoever or whatever it is, is lurching towards the fountain, leaving a trail of the oily, thick substance behind it. It doesn’t seem to be able to talk, and when it tries, there’s the faint sound of sputtering, coughing, and perhaps a bit of gagging going on deep in it’s center.
Unfortunately, there’s not enough water in the fountain to wash all of that scum away. Care to lend a hand, citizens?]
[ooc: Zan’nen’s come back from his kidnapping cosplaying as a Grimer! Just kidding. (Although that’s a simple way to put it.) He’s come back covered in nasty, sticky sludge. It’s not poisonous, although the smell is terrible. It’s layered on so thick, he’s about twice his normal thickness, and quite a few inches taller. It also tastes terrible... Eww. ]
Not even the giant, mountain of six-foot tall, icky, mud-colored slump of sludge trying to worm it’s way to the center. Or that absolutely foul smell that seems to be emanating from it. The creature, whoever or whatever it is, is lurching towards the fountain, leaving a trail of the oily, thick substance behind it. It doesn’t seem to be able to talk, and when it tries, there’s the faint sound of sputtering, coughing, and perhaps a bit of gagging going on deep in it’s center.
Unfortunately, there’s not enough water in the fountain to wash all of that scum away. Care to lend a hand, citizens?]
[ooc: Zan’nen’s come back from his kidnapping cosplaying as a Grimer! Just kidding. (Although that’s a simple way to put it.) He’s come back covered in nasty, sticky sludge. It’s not poisonous, although the smell is terrible. It’s layered on so thick, he’s about twice his normal thickness, and quite a few inches taller. It also tastes terrible... Eww. ]
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He doesn't know what the hell is going on here, but it doesn't feel good. Blob-man is on the retreat, heading straight back towards the fountain. Kaori may or may not be accidentally stuck going with him.]
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Still, Zan'nen's trying to flail around wildly. Anything to get this junk off of him. Anything.]
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At least now they can collect themselves without the sludge knocking about into them.]
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Peeking very curiously]
There's a Human in there! [He needs to be rescued now, Freyjadour Falenas!]
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He pushes himself up from the water, and claws at his face, trying to force open a path that will allow him actual fresh air.]
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Diving back in, stinky as it is, and digging at the pile.]
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With the two of them working together, they just might make a hole big enough for Zan'nen to breathe through, as noted by a big gasp.
Oh air, Zan'nen will never complain about you again. He loves you air. Stinky, disgusting... air. Was that smell him?]
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But oh wow, there really is a person in there. He picks up the pace, trying to at least free their face from this muck.] Hang on, ok? We'll get you out....
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That is why Kaori is pinching her nose and trying to hold her breath as she runs over~ to see what was happening, because pulling bishis out of disgusting goo is cool. :|b]
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How-... how? [He erupts in coughs again. Sludge is not something one wants in your lungs.]
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Knows that voice. gripping the other's hands through all the muck, he works on helping him up.] Zan'nen?
Zan'nen, what in the world is this?
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Rikuto! [Now she's digging into the muck to try to help him escape, going as fast as her little hands are capable of.]
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[The mention of his other name makes him jump nearly out of his skin. Rikuto? Who called him that? Who was that? Who even knew that name here?]
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Is Rikuto okay...?
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Zan'nen reaches out toward her tiny hands, trying to grip one beneath the caked lump of mud. She didn't have to help and get all filthy herself.]
I'm fine. [Cough, cough.]
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Who's Rikuto?
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He's Rikuto! [Pointing straight at Zan'nen's face, her tone begins to grow sulky.] But why is he all big now?
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