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Event Log (Finding the Cure)

Welcome to Happy Heights!

Attleton's premier amusement park!

Or at least it used to be.

Attleton's mayor has mentioned the unfortunate only access point to the items needed to make the tonic that will cure the tragic sense-depriving infection that's going around. They'd thought the disease was gone, so they hadn't bothered to maintain the area, but the wells are Happy Heights are the only place that's still going down to the aquifer. They could drill down but-- well, they don't have time for that before the disease really sets into permanence! The number of freak incidences and the decrepit state of the theme park will make it difficult to maneuver, but they've notified the electric company to turn the power on so that people can navigate their way through the park in order to gather the ingredients to make the cure.

Unfortunately, since it's been so long since the park's been opened, rain water and nature have all but wiped the park's map into illegibility. You're on your own for exploration and it's time to find at least four wells from different parts of the park. There are many, but none are a walk in the park to get to! They used to be part of a collection game kids could play when they came into the park.

The mayor warns everyone that the cure is incredibly sensitive to sunlight and oxygenation from the atmosphere- by the time a person can get four, the first extracted water will have their bioluminescence diminished. (And going to that park in the dark... it's too dangerous, he wouldn't recommend it!) It probably won't make it out of the park, so drink it right away! Good luck!

OOC NOTES: There will be different areas listed for different flowers that have soaked into the wishing wells' aquifer. Each area will have a couple of different scenarios you can play out- you're responsible for playing them out and you're welcome to have a blast with whatever you want to do! If you don't want to play it out but you did play sensory deprivation, feel free to handwave your character getting a cure, but remember: If you manage to have at least four different threads with 10 comments from your character, your character will receive an Attleton Charm ICly and for 'exceptionally valiant efforts' in eliminating the disease. (3 month prize claim limit puts this prize available until Dec. 21st.) To claim a charm, click here. Good luck!

Don't forget: If your character tampers with any of the things that are set up to get access to wells except when stated, the ride may explode or collapse, cutting off the well. Pretty unstable park, you know.

If your character wants to explore more of the park than where the wells are, they're more than welcome to. Feel free to make your own thread if you just want to have your character playing on any rides or doing things that they want- get creative, have fun, but the only areas with wells are those listed.

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It's only the one flower, dude. And I don't know if I could quit. It was my first paying job ever. I feel like I need to get fired before I ever quit.

[ hands on his shoulders, where the touch is off because jefferson can't feel what he's doing. an off-grip steering him. it's kind of unsettling. ]

I know I got this. It's all got. It's like pre-ordered and shit. [ he leans forward to trail a hand along the cart and figure out where the hell the seat is, once he steps into the thing. ]

You'll be there forever at that rate.

[ Which made him smile just a little bit. He worried about Dave overextending himself but Jefferson had a feeling neither of them could really just walk out on Terra. She was far too kind to leave behind. ]

Okay, okay. [ He let his hands slip downward and off of Dave. Maybe he shouldn't have done that. ] Tell me when you're comfortable. I won't do anything until you give the word.

Probably. Immortal time-god does something forever. Sounds about right.

[ terra's chill. he likes her. and she got them kind of started here until he figured out how to make more money. ]

The fuck man. [ where'd the hands go? off as they were, that's still jefferson being in a clearly reachable distance. he immediately puts his arm behind him to grab any part of the guy. ends up with... front of shirt? ok. ]

Got it. All good here. [ he sits. nailed it. ]

[ Surprise shouldn't have been his reaction to Dave reaching for him, but his raised eyebrows quickly leveled and he gave Dave a look somewhere straddling the line between sympathy and understanding. He wouldn't let go again, then. At least not without a warning. Cautiously he took Dave's hand and tried as gently as possible to remove it from gripping his shirt. ]

I'm still here, kid. I'm still here.

[ Once Dave was sitting Jefferson made sure he knew what he was doing before he occupied the seat beside him. His hand was still very lightly resting on the boy's. ]

Think you can help me put this safety thing down?

Duh. I know you are. You'd be the biggest douche in the universe if you ditched me right now. Like, phenomenal levels of douche. How big of a douche is that? The size of a human being. Like a small human being? No. A six foot tennis player douche bag. ...Or was that the basketball players? The tall guys. Andre the Giant size where- what? Yeah, okay.

[ he slips his hands away only to reach in front of them and find the bar, pulling it towards them ]

Then we're fine because you know I don't get involved in sports.

[ Well. So far so good. It couldn't be that hard if it was just a game. ]

About the last time you rode one of these... you don't get motion sick, do you?

[ That was pretty stupid to ask considering Dave had made the choice to go on the ride to begin with but maybe that was his own nerves speaking instead of logic. The ride itself wasn't daunting so much as constantly worrying about Dave while it went on. ]

Nah, no motion sickness. Not a thing I get. And you could give me some serious whiplash and I'd be fine.

[ and there it goes. a roller-coaster in motion. he makes a little face because the sounds this thing makes are just metal and gears and ugh. but he's fine. dave has one hand gripping the bar and keeping himself from being rocked. he's keeping himself pretty damn still. ]

Okay. You're supposed to be the one paying attention and looking for something, right?

I really hope whiplash isn't involved.

[ They'd just started and already he sounded tired of the whole ordeal. Couldn't this have been a little simpler? A little less... Wonderland-y? He was probably holding onto that bar a lot more firmly than he needed to be once things started moving. ]

Right. That is right, right? [ He thought it was right. ] I'm not seeing anything attention grabbing so far. Is that actually right?

[ What a great time to start rambling. ]

Does it look like there are any loops? What kind of coaster are we even on?

[ poor jefferson. he has to remember to get him a really good cup of tea after this. and some ice cream. run that guy a bubble bath. everyone needs a vacation. ]

Probably. I don't know. Just go with it. You can't over think the rightness of the current situation or we'll fuck up somehow.

No. We're going through a castle or something. Loops don't seem like a sensible choice for that.

[ He put a mildly strange tone to the word castle. Kind of like he thought they were awful because horrible people usually live in them. No big deal. ]

... do you think we screwed up already?

[ Yeah, he was overthinking. ]

Okay. Just a pair of dudes on a metal track zooming through a pretend castle. It sounds like a broken clock train. Are we there yet?

[ what does jeff have against castl-- oh. wait. something about evil queens and curses, right?

dave lets out an short huff of breath. and blindly swats at the space next to him to hopefully pat jefferson in the face or something. ]

What did I just say about overthinking?

It's old. Probably not even safe. Haha. [ Was that dry laugh because of what he'd just said or the dragon that looked so fake it wasn't even worth mentioning? ] If we were there yet we would have something to show for it.

[ Dave ended up surprisingly close to his target. His hand was a bit off, closer to his ear than the rest of his face, but it did coax out a small but actual chuckle. Even without feeling it properly it was still a strangely nice little gesture. ]

You are such a weird kid.

You tell me that now after you already got me sitting in the damn thing. God damn it, Jeff. [ the deadpanned tone but by now it should be easy enough to tell how lighthearted he's being in this instance. ] ...Show...for ...it. Yes.

[ there. there. ]

You're weird. I'm hot shit. [ he drops his arm and rests it on the bar. he's not even holding on now. ] This shit is kind of leisurely.

This was your idea. I'm not taking responsibility for your choice just because couldn't see how dangerous it was.

[ Two could play that stupid game.

On top of the stupid game they were already being forced to play. ]

Please. We work because we're both weird. [ No time to comment further, though. He finally saw something just a bit further off. ] Hold on. I think I found what we're after. It's about thirty seconds away. Looks like we're gonna have to reach up and hope one of us gets lucky.

You are not properly grasping the situation.

[ U WANNA GO JEFF ]

Cool as fuck, you mean. [ dave moves off the bar and goes to stand up on the ride, tilting his head towards him while listening. ] Is that a rough estimate? How big is it? [ 30 second timer. he puts it hands up to grasp around. what is he even reaching around for? this thing? or this thing?

he grabbed two things, one in each hand. he also almost fell off the ride ]

Are these it? One of 'em? Both? What's the loot, bro? What am I holding?

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Now you're just trying to hurt my feelings.

[ But he didn't sound bothered in the slightest. This was just them being... well, weird.

Wait. Wait. Oh god, what was he doing? ]

Dave! [ It was probably too rough and not at all very safe feeling but the second Dave stood his immediate instinct was to grab him. If he wasn't in dad voice territory he was pretty damn close. ] I said about! Not very big? Why the hell did you stand?!

[ It took about one millisecond for him to push Dave back down into his seat once he'd managed to grasp two of the items from above them. Keys from the looks of it, but he was a little to inclined to panic to think about that for the moment. ] Don't ever do that again. [ Jefferson had to remind himself to let go. He looked totally frazzled. ]

I could get a grip on them if I'm taller. It's fine, Jeff. [ dave's tone and face is overly calm for the situation at hand. standing up on a roller-coaster isn't anything compared to some of the shit he's done. cakewalk.

he only looks concerned because jefferson's raising his voice. the manhandling had him keeping the same neutral face on until that panicked "don't do that again" was heard. jefferson using harsher panicked tones makes him feel like he fucked up. he really freaked the guy out, didn't he? he can just feel the stern fatherly concern. it feels like a death grip. ]

I got it, didn't I? I think it's this one. [ he holds the left one higher. this one feels like metal. ]

[ It was still dangerous even if not as much as other things. What kind of person let alone parental figure would he be if he had reacted like it was nothing? Jefferson's expression said more than words could, but Dave couldn't see that. He couldn't see the mix of frustration and worry and honest to god fear. For a moment he just sat in the now stationary ride, but when he finally did speak the firmness in his tone probably gave the kid a pretty good visual of how upset he was.]

Yeah, you did it. But what if you hadn't? That was the opposite of fine, David Strider. Do you even realize how badly you could have hurt yourself? Why would you risk yourself like that for something so insignificant? How are we going to get this to work if you pull things like that? If something had happened to you, I --

[ He exhaled and shifted, the bell on his arm indicating that he was reaching over to put a hand on Dave's arm before he actually did it. He was much quieter then. ]

Don't make me worry about living without you again. Please. Everything from now on is as a team, understand? Nothing reckless.

[ he can't see his face but he imagines it looking angry with the eyebrows down and mouth in a scowl. the tone is hurt. disappointed? utterly distraught, more like. maybe he's not scowling and just frowning.

dave's own expression steels off. hard to read. ]

Did you just call me David? [ and why was that mildly terrifying? is this dad voice. okay. that's not the important part of any of this-

the pressure the hand on the arm is no proper indication of how jefferson feels. he can't feel it the point is the gesture, he knows this by now. ]

Okay. ...But you know it's like impossible to live without me, right? Not in a jokey "haha I'm addicting" sort of way. I mean. I can't permanently d- [ he makes a little noise and cuts himself off. no, correcting jefferson on that fear is probably a dick move. let him have this one. ]

So, what's next?

[ He sighed fully at the way Dave closed off his face, but it was understandable. People needed coping mechanisms. He subconsciously licked his lips before responding. That was just one of the many strange nervous habits he'd collected.]

Calling you that was a... slip. But I wanted you to take me seriously.

[ There was really only one way that sentence could have ended. He'd known immortal people before. But thinking about it... no, that wasn't something he really wanted to do. ] Living without you being impossible was what I was trying to say. [ That part he didn't make a point of saying very loudly, but it was said nevertheless. ]

We need to put this key where it belongs. Get what we came for. Move on.

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