[ If anything, there are definitely more than two options here, depending on the swimsuit you're suffering with. You can scream for sure, but that draws even more attention to yourself. You can strut... but that takes a lot of confidence.
Or you can try and blend into the sandcastle wall and pray for death to come faster-- Well, not quite, but this certainly wasn't what he'd expected after remembering being in a desert last. Now, there's sand everywhere and his armor is gone, instead is the ridiculous butler style "swimwear" in its place. In fact, if you happen to glance over he might be using the inflatable they've been provided with as a piece of cover and he... seems to be refusing to move from the wall itself, instead looking around for a place to make an exit. ]
If it's made of sand that means it isn't impregnable, but... [ He's talking to himself, yes, but if you want you can always chip in with ideas. ] ...if we start with the base the whole thing will fall down.
[ And he kind of doesn't want to move his hands away in a room full of strangers... what a dilemma. ]
( phase ii: i've made my mistakes )
[ Well, okay. Maybe he does sometimes hit at things like a hammer to a nail instead of being more cautious, but they were never going to get out of here had they not done anything. When the walls begin to crumble though, he finally seems to forget about covering up and is ushering people out of the hole that has been made in one side of the castle. ]
Quickly! We don't have the time to stand around!
[ It's a loud yell, so hopefully even if you're on the other side you can hear it.
Hopefully. ]
( phase iii: got no where to run )
[ At least this time there is some kind of drink, though not many of the above sound appetising in the slightest. Honestly, some of them sound as though they're a weird ritual that blood mages might get up to. It makes him pause, though he really has no idea how to stand anymore without it being overly awkward.
He doesn't even know where to begin, but there might be so hope in unraveling information out of the smoothie shack's bartender. ]
None of these make any sense. [ Maybe that isn't the best way to start......... but at least it's to the point? ] Are you just here to just present us with riddles or can you offer anything actually useful?
( phase iv: the night goes on as i'm fading away )
[ If he had known he wouldn't have ventured into the water. It had been the idea to use it to just take a moment to cool off, but also to take shelter where maybe, just maybe, it wouldn't feel so weird to stand without many clothes. That plan fails horribly when he's pulled up into the plastic ball with someone else, flinching away when whoever it the unfortunate person who is stuck with him for this.
He doesn't panic but he clearly tries to offer more room between the two of them. ]
What is this even supposed to accomplish? [ God his head is pounding at this rate. ]
Cullen Rutherford | ota!
[ If anything, there are definitely more than two options here, depending on the swimsuit you're suffering with. You can scream for sure, but that draws even more attention to yourself. You can strut... but that takes a lot of confidence.
Or you can try and blend into the sandcastle wall and pray for death to come faster-- Well, not quite, but this certainly wasn't what he'd expected after remembering being in a desert last. Now, there's sand everywhere and his armor is gone, instead is the ridiculous butler style "swimwear" in its place. In fact, if you happen to glance over he might be using the inflatable they've been provided with as a piece of cover and he... seems to be refusing to move from the wall itself, instead looking around for a place to make an exit. ]
If it's made of sand that means it isn't impregnable, but... [ He's talking to himself, yes, but if you want you can always chip in with ideas. ] ...if we start with the base the whole thing will fall down.
[ And he kind of doesn't want to move his hands away in a room full of strangers... what a dilemma. ]
( phase ii: i've made my mistakes )
[ Well, okay. Maybe he does sometimes hit at things like a hammer to a nail instead of being more cautious, but they were never going to get out of here had they not done anything. When the walls begin to crumble though, he finally seems to forget about covering up and is ushering people out of the hole that has been made in one side of the castle. ]
Quickly! We don't have the time to stand around!
[ It's a loud yell, so hopefully even if you're on the other side you can hear it.
Hopefully. ]
( phase iii: got no where to run )
[ At least this time there is some kind of drink, though not many of the above sound appetising in the slightest. Honestly, some of them sound as though they're a weird ritual that blood mages might get up to. It makes him pause, though he really has no idea how to stand anymore without it being overly awkward.
He doesn't even know where to begin, but there might be so hope in unraveling information out of the smoothie shack's bartender. ]
None of these make any sense. [ Maybe that isn't the best way to start......... but at least it's to the point? ] Are you just here to just present us with riddles or can you offer anything actually useful?
( phase iv: the night goes on as i'm fading away )
[ If he had known he wouldn't have ventured into the water. It had been the idea to use it to just take a moment to cool off, but also to take shelter where maybe, just maybe, it wouldn't feel so weird to stand without many clothes. That plan fails horribly when he's pulled up into the plastic ball with someone else, flinching away when whoever it the unfortunate person who is stuck with him for this.
He doesn't panic but he clearly tries to offer more room between the two of them. ]
What is this even supposed to accomplish? [ God his head is pounding at this rate. ]