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jawdacity & all of cerealia!
When: towards the end of the event (so this won't conflict with any event threads you may already have going). 2-3pm.
Where: Abandoned village + surrounding jungle
What: THERE ARE EXPLOSIONS. And mushrooms.
Rating/Warning: Possible NSFW for gore?
Details about this mini-plot HERE
(theme song of this post, courtesy ofmoribound.)
[ it's another muggy, meandering day in the jungle; nothing seems to be out of the ordinary. ]
IN THE VILLAGE
[ if your character is near the center of the village, they'll bear witness to the curious sight of a herd of shuffling mushroom beasts. in terms of threat level, to the experienced hunter they may have ranked low on the scale: slow, lacking an external fang or claw, they seem to be interested only in their endless march forward.
but, if your character is close enough, they may catch sight of a red-haired young man, a manifesto of anger written across his face. one breathless moment, the calm before the storm, and then he hurls a metallic pair of gloves at the closest beast, the gloves trailing arcs of flame.
what may strike your character first is the searing heat, the thrum of the earth below their feet. the whole village is demolished in a moment, the dying cries of the beasts rising above the din. the explosion lasts much longer than it should, the line of mushrooms going up one after another.
if you're too close, you might be torn in two. you might lose a limb, or two, or three. you might go deaf, you might lose your sight. you might lose all your eyelashes, your clothes. maybe the bag of mushrooms you'd collected for dinner is now little more than ash.
keep running. the smoke trails into the air. someone is screaming. the smell of charred meat follows you even after you disappear into the jungle. ]
IN THE SURROUNDING JUNGLE
[ if your character is close enough to the village, they'll feel the blasts, one after the other. the jungle is on fire, quickly spreading. maybe you'll hear the screaming, too; maybe your lungs will fill with smoke. maybe you'll run into one of the last mushroom beasts, fleeing from the explosion only to trigger a lesser one in the depths of the jungle.
it came from the village, didn't it? maybe someone you love was swept up in the explosion.
if you manage to escape the stampede of terrified jungle beasts (some of which may stop to crunch you up as a quick meal as they dash away from the blast), maybe you can venture closer to see what's happened.
or maybe you should get as far away as possible. ]
jawdacity & all of cerealia! When: towards the end of the event (so this won't conflict with any event threads you may already have going). 2-3pm.
Where: Abandoned village + surrounding jungle
What: THERE ARE EXPLOSIONS. And mushrooms.
Rating/Warning: Possible NSFW for gore?
Details about this mini-plot HERE
(theme song of this post, courtesy of
moribound.)[ it's another muggy, meandering day in the jungle; nothing seems to be out of the ordinary. ]
IN THE VILLAGE
[ if your character is near the center of the village, they'll bear witness to the curious sight of a herd of shuffling mushroom beasts. in terms of threat level, to the experienced hunter they may have ranked low on the scale: slow, lacking an external fang or claw, they seem to be interested only in their endless march forward.
but, if your character is close enough, they may catch sight of a red-haired young man, a manifesto of anger written across his face. one breathless moment, the calm before the storm, and then he hurls a metallic pair of gloves at the closest beast, the gloves trailing arcs of flame.
what may strike your character first is the searing heat, the thrum of the earth below their feet. the whole village is demolished in a moment, the dying cries of the beasts rising above the din. the explosion lasts much longer than it should, the line of mushrooms going up one after another.
if you're too close, you might be torn in two. you might lose a limb, or two, or three. you might go deaf, you might lose your sight. you might lose all your eyelashes, your clothes. maybe the bag of mushrooms you'd collected for dinner is now little more than ash.
keep running. the smoke trails into the air. someone is screaming. the smell of charred meat follows you even after you disappear into the jungle. ]
IN THE SURROUNDING JUNGLE
[ if your character is close enough to the village, they'll feel the blasts, one after the other. the jungle is on fire, quickly spreading. maybe you'll hear the screaming, too; maybe your lungs will fill with smoke. maybe you'll run into one of the last mushroom beasts, fleeing from the explosion only to trigger a lesser one in the depths of the jungle.
it came from the village, didn't it? maybe someone you love was swept up in the explosion.
if you manage to escape the stampede of terrified jungle beasts (some of which may stop to crunch you up as a quick meal as they dash away from the blast), maybe you can venture closer to see what's happened.
or maybe you should get as far away as possible. ]
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Leia stands after tending to her latest patient and leads him hurriedly to a path where she signals for him to leave.]
Go! As far as you can, and don't stop, okay?
[Just as quickly after he follows her instructions, she turns, running towards the fire again where her friend is.]
Korra! Is there anyone else?
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[Before she leads Leia toward the river, though, she gives her friend a once-over.]
What about you, are you okay?
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But she's slowly getting exhausted, and this feels like the first breather she's had.
So she does what she always does when she's exhausted and smiles faintly to reassure her.]
I'm fine, don't worry. The ash makes it looks worse than it is.
[She managed to avoid the worst of it, only approaching the scene afterwards. Her clothes (and throat) get most of the damage here, though there are likely notable red spots where she got a little too close to the flames to get someone out.]
I could use some water artes right about now.
[Her eyes flicker towards the river . . .]
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[She follows Leia's gaze to the river, trying not to look too hopeful.]
Water artes is... some kind of water power or spell?
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Yeah, but they're not exactly my specialty.
[aka . . . she hasn't been able to master any. Her focus is instead on healing and support spells, with physical, aerial artes sprinkled in.]
What should we do? How can we use the river . . .
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[Korra quickly asks her, gaze focused and intent. Though she's not being sharp or anything, this is probably a side to Korra that Leia has really seen before.]
I can control water, so if there's a spell of some kind that can work with my power, we can give it a try.
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I used to be a nurse. Most of my artes cover healing and support, but I can pull off some attacks and combos, too. A lot of them involve wind.
[. . .]
I might be able to help you guide the water, but it doesn't sound like you need that. You can really control it?
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[Korra straightens, eyes lighting up with an idea.]
If I draw the water here, and you use your wind at the same time, we can put out some of the fires and cool the place down at the same time.
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I was thinking about that, but I wasn't sure if I'd make it worse.
The water, though . . . [She didn't know she could count on that. She eyes the river, and then glances back to Korra.] Let's try it.