new zealand ♔ when lies turn into truth i sacrificed for you | you say that i'm frozen

[lissatrinall]

♬ where i can never be - gary numan

WHO || Lis'sa, Kenzi, Bo, Klaus, Rebekah, Mars[Closed]
WHAT || The Knights investigate a mysterious carnival that may be linked to some magical winter weather
WHERE || New Zealand
WHEN || August 11th [forwarddated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.

Strange winds have blown in, bringing on an unusually chill winter in New Zealand. The ground crunches underfoot with snow, the days growing shoter and stars holding court in the darkness reigning above. An unnatural cold permeates the town, and the river's jubilant voice is frozen under the ice. Birds abandon their nests for warmer climes, their songs silenced by winter's grim embrace. But the frozen riverbank now hosts a shimmering respite from the gloomy cold in the form of garish tents, joyful shouts, and sumptuous smells. Vaale's Carnival has come to town.

Gaiety and laughter cut through the cold wind, and even the sky-shy sun peeks its face from around the gathering winter clouds. Children squeal with delight and gasp in awe at the sights, sounds, and smells of Vaale's Carnival. The Titan's Wheel creaks and groans as a burly lumberjack tests his might wit a hefty spin, a family rushes giggling into the sprawling ice maze to the north, and dozens of happy skaters flit about the rinks atop the frozen river. Carnival dolls are handed to wide-eyed townspeople as prizes and a menagerie of freakish creatures and glowing lights beckons the curious. Garish skirts and scanty veils call others to a different breed of voyeurism altogether. Treats and wonders abound for young and old to enjoy, and for a time, the harsh winter is forgotten in joyful revelry. There's nothing to indicate any sinister going on whatsoever, as the group surveys the happy smiles of the crowd.

* Please make a list of all items your character is carrying in an entry in their journal before tagging into this post! They are free to have requisitioned any equipment or weapons they desire beforehand.

Comments

[asuma]

[Gross. D:

But at least it got him to stop fucking around and focus on being serious, because while he's getting up and on his feet again, the brownie stabs him for a whopping 2 damage.

Klaus comes back with an attack 25, damage 12 like he is playing whack-a-mole with this bitch.]

[morethanasidekick]

[There's probably something really important that Kenzi should be doing now...

Instead she's mime fighting from a safe distance while watching Klaus make Brownie Confetti.

Perform: Mime Fighting?! 23. Srsly. #whydoyourpwithme. You're welcome.]

[lissatrinall]

[ sjfakljf kenzi

anyways, that'll take out the brownie. lis'sa gestures towards the cotter pins holding the wheel in place. ] If you take those out, it'll crash into the lake, and stop them from killing anyone else. [ and she'll take a few cures off that wand to heal herself up too ty ]

[asuma]

[Lmf Kenzi my queen.

Klaus will stomp on the broken little brownie for ~good measure~ (read: because he's pissed that he is currently covered in mud and human puree.

He looks toward the door to the windmill and briefly considers chasing after the one that ran off, but instead does as Lis'sa suggests and heads over to disassemble the strong man attraction so that it can't be used when they move on.

Do I need to roll something for this?]

[lissatrinall]

[ disable device?? i would say as long as he rolls over a 5 he can figure it out, it's not rocket science. in the meantime, ERRYONE ELSE WHO NEEDS HEALING GETS HEALED UP TO FULL WOO ]

[asuma]

[He got an 18 on the dice alone so I ain't even pulling up his sheet consider that shit disabled.

But he kind of wants to kill more shit (what he doesn't get to do this as much anymore), so after that's done he's just like--]

What about that one? [He nods in the direction where scurrdy cat brownie-chan ran away.]

[lissatrinall]

[ klaus is deprived of the joy of murder as the brownie tries to run out the back to stop the wheel and gets... squished by it as it goes free of its stand, and rolls towards the icy lake, splashing into the area where the ice carving contest had been going on earlier.

lis'sa watches it go in, and then nods down the path ] There'll be more. [ and she's determined to stop them, before the Cold Rider approaches, clearly. vaale draws both swords off his back, spinning them both, signalling his willingness to help. ]

[succubestie]

Not for long, if we have anything to say about it.

[Time to kill some murderous fae (fey? idefk w/e).

She'll even start the trek down the path, taking the lead.]

[lissatrinall]

[ the delicious scent of sugary berries and fresh-baked pastry wafts by, drifting from a tent near the river. waving high in the air above it, a blue silk banner beckons: "Biggy Piggy Pie-Eating Contest!" in bright gold letters. beneath the banner sits a twenty-foot long table covered with a red-checkered tablecloth. seated at a bench before the table, twelve local contestants eagerly stare at the tremendous steaming pies placed before them. with napkins tucked into their shirts and their hands tied behind their backs, they await the signal to begin. near the table, a wooden sign staked into the ground reads: "Entrance fee: 2 dollars, Winner gets fat prize!"

to the left of the table, the event's sponsor emerges from behind a wheeled cart bearing the weight of a coal-burning oven. with a bellowing voice that compliments his immense rotundness, the pie chef yells: "Begin!" within seconds, contestants faces greedily plunge into the fresh-baked pies as they slobber and gnash their way to victory.

what's notable about the man in question, however, is that he appears to be a 600 pound anthropomorphic swine. he steps behind a strange device that looks like a giant butter churn attached to a spinning wheel with a big foot pedal. in the front of the churning chamber, a metal spigot attaches to a 10 foot hose. ]

[succubestie]

...Oh for fuck's sake.

[Muttered under her breath.]

[asuma]

Not a fan of pastries, I take it? [Said as he comes up to stand beside Bo, after taking in the sight laid out before them.

He knew that wasn't the issue here, but someone had to have no fucks to give at all times. Or at least pretend to.]

[lissatrinall]

The pies... [ lis'sa sounds a little horrified as she notices what's leaking out of the pie crusts that those people are diving into. a spot check of 12+ is enough to notice what she does - that they look like diseased entrails. she pulls up her gun again, taking aim at the pig monster... who notices, and swings the pump to point in their direction. ]

[charismapotion]

[ Excuse Mars while he goes and starts throwing up again. OMFG HE ATE THAT.]

[succubestie]

Never again.

[She will never look at pie the same way again.

She already has her gun out, but she's on the move, trying to get close to the hose of the pump before she takes a shot at Mr. Piggy (atk 18, dmg 14 with penetration if it hits)]

[morethanasidekick]

[The horrified look on Kenzi's face right now?!]

Seriously, not again... [She could teach a class in accidental cannibalism...

But apparently learning you've eaten people is a surefire why to get you to shoot straight, Kenzi pulling out her gun and aiming a shot at Mr Piggy;

Atk 20 Total, 16 penetration dmg if it hits.]

[asuma]

[Klaus doesn't like the idea of getting hosed down but let's face it, he's already covered in mud and pureed people from faceplanting into the river of blended gore earlier.

He makes his way toward the pig chef, but he's careful to curve around so that he isn't in the direct line of fire if said piggy decides to unload on the team.

Which means he probably doesn't reach him in one round, ah well.]

[lissatrinall]

[ both shots burrow through layers of disgusting fat, which probably accounts for how he wound up last in init. ewww. lis'sa holds position, firing two shots (atk 29, atk 11; dmg 17 wooo penetration) ]

[charismapotion]

Klaus! Watch out!

[ Now that he has upchucked, he is horrified. So, time to make some bacon. Mars Cast Scorching Ray again (Atk 15, dmg 16) . ]

[lissatrinall]

[ well that is exactly enough damage to drop him to zero hit points. 8| RUDE. but with his last conscious action, he's gonna fire off that hose b/c it'd be a real shame if he never did. diseased, hot entrails of 'pie filling' come spraying outward... but he crit failed his attack, and as his hand slips off the handle while he slides into unconsciousness, he pulls the barrel of the hose wildly around so that it winds up facing him instead, pouring all that crap on top of him, and burying him in a river of it.

well, that was an appropriate death. /INIT ]

[succubestie]

[Bo is really close to that gun so she just hops the fuck back as it turns (relfex 24), nose crinkling up in disgust.]

Let's just...keep going.

[Fucking nasty.]

[asuma]

[Yeah that was anticlimactic if not outright disgusting. And it takes a lot to squick Klaus, ok.

He doesn't look too pleased while he trudges his way back toward the others. Maybe because he still looks like a mess of mud and blood w/e.]

Agreed. The sooner we can leave, the better.

[lissatrinall]

Funny you should say that. [ lis'sa stops, staring over at the frozen river. striding out of the forest comes a horrifying creature of ice and bone mounted atop a rotting dead stag and clutching a tremendous icy glaive in one mighty gauntlet. impressive antlers of jagged ice perch atop the rider's helm, putting his stag's to shame. at the center of the dread thing's frost-laden breastplate sits a crystal of pure sapphire, glittering in the dancing light cast by the souls above. the cold rider stands on the frozen ice of the river and yells his challenge: "Heroes, those who would stand against the power of ice and the might of the north, come and face me, and face death!"

the area he stands in is where the carnies had been setting up the fireworks, which lay there abandoned and unlit. a tiny strip of land is in the center of the river, which is where he waits, and a narrow wooden bridge crosses to it. ]

[asuma]

[As soon as the cold rider has finished issuing his challenge, Klaus puts that hybrid speed of his to good use. There is a brief "whoosh"-like sound as he departs from his allies to quickly close the distance between himself and their new foe, and he appears a moment later at the enemy's side while sporting a smug little expression.]

If you insist. [Said before he reels back and brings his fist forward to slam against the bottom side of the cold rider's ribcage, since it's probably too high up to actually deck this mutha trucka in the face what with being mounted on a stag that I am assuming is about horse -sized and all (attack 27, damage 16).]

[lissatrinall]

[ klaus' swing collides with thunderous force against the cold rider's side, and the unholy rider stabs down at him with his quicksilver glaive (atk 28, dmg 10 if it hits and deals 1 Dex dmg. more disturbing, the cool blue ice antlers atop his head begin to grow, reaching towards klaus as if they have a life of their own (atk 23 which i don't think hits, but tell me if i'm wrong on plurk) ]

[charismapotion]

[ Mars looks worried as Klaus attacks. He shifts and casts Magic Mistle, Attack; 14 Damage 5) Only casting one Mistle.. cause he doesnt wanna hit Klaus.]