andres ♔ a tiger's waiting to be tamed

[nosdacariad]

♬ clocks - coldplay

WHO || Prince Marcus Andres, Jeanne Gar, Myrilandel de Tanos, Finnick Odair, Spike, Buffy Summers, Sterling Archer, Desmond Descant, Dimitris Sarandis, Lara Tamon, Michael Collins, Dana Green
WHAT || The lost Prince of Andres leads a team of Knights in a coup against Dimitris Sarandis, to reclaim his throne
WHERE || Andres Isle
WHEN || September 19th, 2014
HOW || Actionspam

[ It seems that Wynn was hoping for Sir Mark Sandazhard to reveal his true identity, and to lead the charge against Dimitris Sarandis' tyrannical hold over the island he was born to rule.   He was not disappointed, and Prince Marcus Andres stands poised to lead the group of Knights who he's worked beside for two years, to confront Sarandis, save their friend Kat, and search the castle dungeon for the captive Dragon's Claw, Sir Thomas Bancroft.    

Before they attempt to answer the castle, however, it's time to reunite the Prince with his childhood friends on the Isle, who had long held out hope that he was still alive, including his once-betrothed, Countess Lara Tamon.  Their first task will be to convince Lara to make a risky attempt to draw Kat out of the castle.  

The fate of their captured allies, and the future of Andres Isle, lie in their hands.  ]

Comments

[rationalizes]

[ archer downs black! both my npcs made the fort save this round too, be proud ma. purple is the only nasty thing left and it attacks des again for a whole 12 X( everyone make a new fort save and if you got less than 16 tell the arden ]

[nothingsodivine]

[OKAY PURPLE. YOU'RE ASKING FOR IT.

Des takes a step back as he doadges Purple's slam, apparently because he still has tentacle rape trauma and doesn't want to do that again. He takes a moment to flip the switch on his gun, which would normally take the whole round, because it's archaic garbage, BUT WAIT.

Thanks to heroic surge, he raises that son of a bitch up and pop purple in his planty face (atk 26, dmg 16)]

[witchwoman]

[There's a lot going on, bullets flying, axes and tridents and fists...and a partridge in a pear tree.

Anyway.

In all the chaos, it might be easy to miss Myri, who falls to her knees where she stands, hands flying to her throat, dragging her fingers roughly like she's clawing at her own skin. Her mouth hangs open, eyes flashing wide as she tries desperately to pull a breath in and finds she simply can't.

She struggles for several seconds, mouth opening and closing as sh tries in vain to fill her lungs with air she desperately needs. After a few moments of struggle, she gasps a full breath in. The relief is incredibly short lived as the next sound that comes from her is a shrill scream as she stares in horror at her own hands.

So that's a thing.]

[nosdacariad]

[ mark watches her in confusion for a moment, before he abruptly looks surprised and looks down as his legs seem to give out from under him. he falls flat against the ground, and starts flailing his limbs wildly as if he's... trying to swim or something, struggling against invisible forces. ] Hey! Whoa! A little help here?!

[nothingsodivine]

[Des barely has time to look satisfied with his kill before he glances down at the blood and plant gore dripping off of him and looks completely horrified. He drops his gun and pitches forward onto his knees as if his legs have given off and lets out an agonized, strangled yell, drawing himself into a fetal ball bit by bit as if he's trying to make himself seem smaller.]

[65]

[wtf you psychopaths. finnick is just going to ... run to check on myri first. because he's not engaged to mark or des. sorry boys.] Myri!!

[slay]

[ Finnick's shout is what really catches her attention. She's too used to Des being a drama queen 24/7 to really give him a second thought until Finnick is panicking over Myri. Whipping her head back, she watches the scene unfold, and realizes the same is happening to Des. She drops her axe, crouching beside him. ]

Des!

[rationalizes]

[ gar, recovering herself, moves to help Mark just as the effects wear off ] It's... it's alright. None of it is real.

[bigbad]

What isn't real? [Says Mr. Nat 20 fort save when all he needed was not to crit fail. Thanks, dice.

Spike splashes across the river to go towards Des and Myri, and stands between them all, looking vaguely worried, but there are people fretting over both of them, so.

He looks over to Gar.]

What's happening?

[nothingsodivine]

[Des takes a long, shuddering breath and peels his hands away from his face and uncurl himself once he realizes he's... not actually in any dire trouble.]

Fucking plant monsters. Fucking hallucinations. [He wheezes. His shoulders shake in a full body shudder and he raises a hand to his hair and makes a face when it comes back smeared in plant gore.]

I'm okay, Blondie. [He reaches up to pat her reassuringly on the shoulder... which means she now has more plant gore on her. It's revenge for splattering him with your cleave attack, okay.

He picks up his discarded gun and stands up.]

[slay]

[ For another moment, her gaze needles him, trying to figure out precisely what he'd been seeing. Deciding that, for now, it doesn't matter, she simply nods and looks behind them. ]

Everyone okay?

[ And then up ahead, further into the tunnel. ]

We should keep going.

[witchwoman]

[Myri's panic subsides as the last of the hallucinations fade, leaving her with tear stained cheeks and a lot of confusion. She looks to Finnick.]

I thought... I mean, my skin was...

[Melting. She thought she was melting. This is really fucked up.]

[65]

You're fine now. Your skin is fine. None of it was real. [he puts his trident back on his shoulder strap so he can keep an arm around her.] Buffy's right, we need to keep going.

[witchwoman]

[Taking another shaky breath, she nods.]

Of course. Is... is everyone alright?

[When she's this freaked out, she can't really sense if anyone is seriously injured. I don't even remember if anyone was actually hit by these things but... speak now or forever hold your current hp.]

[nothingsodivine]

They didn't hit me. [Des steps over the plant carcass carefully.]

Except for the melting hallucination whammy... [He gives Myri a sympathetic look. THAT WAS FUCKED UP, LITTLE BIT. HE FEELS YOU.]

[65]

Mine snagged me a couple times.

[witchwoman]

[Oh no, her baby! Myri shifts to get a better look at Finnick, reaching up to touch his face to heal him... romantically. idk. (cure moderate, +19 hp for you).]

[65]

[mmm now he's almost back to full. thx boo. :) ]

[nosdacariad]

Sorry it -- it felt as real as anything. I thought there was quicksand. [ he rubs the back of his neck, looking down the tunnel ] Hopefully that was the only surprise.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des stops a little ways up ahead to reload some more bullets.] As Vi would say if she were here? Everything is spiders.

[he gives the cylinder a good spin and clicks it back into place with a flick of his wrist.] Or plant monsters. Point is... Expect a surprise.

[at this point, he expects literally anything from iscariot to cthulhu to keijen blade riding in on a black dtagon playing heavy metal guitar. nothing is too farfetched at this point.]

[bigbad]

Not a surprise if you're expecting it. [He squeezes Myri's shoulder as he passes her, speeding up to catch up with Des.]

[slay]

Either way, Des is right. We can definitely expect more where that came from.

[ She sets off further into the tunnel after Des. ]

[rationalizes]

[ the tunnel curves ahead, and they can't see around the bend, but the ground around them quakes a little bit, noticeable with a 20 listen check. gar stops for a moment, looking around. ] I... I don't think those are aftershocks from Kadir's team.

[nothingsodivine]

[des cringes. (Listen 25)]

I swear to God, I'm gonna feed Dimitris to one of his pets if we keep runnin' into 'em.

[slay]

Does that sound big to you? I feel like that sounds big. [ listen 31 ]