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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 your fault for showing me in the first place. I can't help that it keeps happening.

[ If miracles existed getting that sentence out without laughing was definitely one of them. ] Are you sure you don't want to hold my hand? You sound an awful lot like you're pouting for not being a needy baby. Now I'm just rolling my eyes at you, by the way.

[ And he actually was. Dave could probably hear him leave so he didn't bother to announce it. He didn't sound particularly thrilled when he came back with the harnesses. ] I just figured out where the fairy part comes in. [ Jefferson stared at them for a moment before speaking again, his voice completely flat. ] I'm not doing this.

I have too much power.

[ dave's covering his face, briefly, at that. then dropping them and shrugging, assuming jefferson is looking in his direction long enough to see a shrug. ] I can hear them bouncing around in your skull, yeah. I don't want to hold your sweaty palms.

[ he waits by drumming his hands at his sides and muttering to himself about how he can also hear how structurally unsound this thing is ] What? Is it offending you? You can take solace in the fact that I can't fucking see what you mean here. If you're gonna chicken out, I'll just do it. You can stay here on the scary slightly swaying tower until you want to go back down the stairs that might collapse.

[ Ugh. Dave knew exactly what he was doing by saying all of that, didn't he? If he stayed behind he'd look stupid and if he did it he'd look stupid. He was caught in a trap of being stupid no matter what. Stupid stupid stupid. Jefferson let out an exasperated groan and tugged at the fairy wings a few times before giving up. Fairies were awful. ]

I'll do it, I'll do it. Just don't talk to me about this ever again once it's over.

[ He grimaced at the tacky adornments one more time before putting Dave's harness in the boy's grip. He didn't know if he should take his sweet time putting his on or do it as quick as possible to get it over with. ]

[ he sure does know what he's doing. what he's doing is making jefferson suck up whatever issue currently became apparent to only jefferson and go along with him on this. he probably can't do this himself and jefferson sure as hell isn't going to be making it down those stairs in one piece with their luck right now. ]

Um.

[ dave has the harness in his grip and ... has no idea what he's doing with it. what goes where? how does this work? he can't tell if there's a proper way to do this. it feels like a bunch of buckles and strings and wings to him. he does his best to figure it out. it feels sort of on right maybe? or does this part go in back? things are definitely twisted and possibly backwards but it's on and he's going with it. ta da??]

[ Jefferson was too busy grumbling to himself and wrestling with his own harness to be as attentive as he should have been. It was likely that he was mumbling too much to be completely heard but it eventually came down to him arguing with himself. Was he overreacting? Yeah. Not entirely. Sort of. Fairies are so untrustworthy though. Well, not all of them. But a lot. But --

Dave.

Jefferson finally looked over at the kid and grimaced immediately. He should have been paying attention. That didn't look right. ]

I... probably should have helped you with that. [ It didn't look right at all. ] Let me fix it?

[ the fuck did tinkerbell do to jefferson is all dave can think about. ]

What. I'm totally good. Shit's on right. I've got my limbs tangled in a mess of safety. Let's just go. I'm all strapped in. Nothing could possibly go wrong with this perfectly executed harness.

[ he just holds his arms out in a gesture reading "PLEASE FIX" despite his words. ]

[ The way Dave's words completely contradicted his actions made Jefferson shake his head, but not in a way that at all reflected how put off he'd been only moments ago. It was more like an admission that he couldn't stay completely angry as long as that kid was around. Maybe when this was all said and done they'd look back and laugh about it. Maybe. Hopefully? ]

You could have just told me to shut up and help you.

[ Without a visual his reaction probably sounded really stupid. Hell, even with visuals it was probably stupid. Fairies, though. And his dignity. His dignity which was dwindling day by day. Jefferson would have gotten things in order a lot quicker had he been more adept with his hands, but even then it luckily wasn't as hard of a fix as it had initially looked. ]

You might want to check if I got everything secure enough to be safe. Just tug at it or something.

Nah, you seemed really busy getting your anti-fairy grumbling on. Did they steal your thimbles to use in their houses or something? What's the deal?

[ he hasn't actually heard jefferson file a lot of complaints about things. dave's usually the one filing minor complaints and then mumbling about it. this is a fascinating switch to him. dave actually thinks it's pretty funny and the sound of someone bitching about a fairy (or a winged vriska) is pretty familiar. it's nice.

in a weird sort of way.

too bad he can't see what even brought it on. dave tugs at the harness briefly ]

Nice and secure and this is going to be super uncomfortable for our junk, I can tell. Let's do the thing and hope the line doesn't snap. Ha ha. Why did I say that?

That's exactly it. They stole every last one and I got sick of jabbing my fingers with needles. [ Except that wasn't it. ] I'm not anti-fairy, but I don't entirely trust most of them. It's like that feeling when you know someone is up to something but you can't prove it. You just know.

[ He made a mildly displeased sound at Dave's commentary. It was up to him which specific thing he was more displeased with. ] Don't say things like that. [ Jefferson grabbed hold of Dave's arm and directed him closer to the edge so he could get his harness hooked to the zip line. ] Ready? I'll be right behind you.

Uh. Yeah, I know that feeling pretty fucking well. Are you telling me fairies are shady motherfuckers?

[ pushing his shades up as close to his face as possible to make sure they're not going to go anywhere on this zipline adventure ] What things? Junk? Would you not want me to tell you if you were giving me a ball wedgie? [ he frowns when he's arms grabbed and gives the harness a little tug once he hears it get hooked. ] Okay. Cool. Me first so I'm the one smashing into the tree at the end like George of the Jungle. You ever see that movie with the Mummy guy in it where-- Oh fuck! Whoops! [ was he on the edge? he had no idea. there he goes down the line. whooooooosh ]

That's kind of what I'm telling you, yeah. There's this one in particular though... [ He couldn't decide if he should elaborate or not and Dave didn't really give him time to. ] You know what? I honestly wouldn't, no. And the reason you're going first is because I didn't want you trying to set this up on your own and getting too the edge in case you --

[ Well. There went Dave. ]

... fall.

[ He released a melodramatic sigh and gave his own harness a pull before stepping off the ledge. It would be great if they both made it out of this in one piece. ]

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck- Okay. No problem. I got this. [ he somehow ended up upside-down going down this zipline. his arms remain folded the entire time. nyoooom. ]

So. Anyway. As I was saying. Brendan Fraser.

Edited 2016-11-11 05:23 (UTC)

[ Oh for the love of -- upside down was not how it was supposed to work. If every single thing they had to go through involved Dave doing dangerous things he wasn't entirely sure he was going to survive the constant panic long enough to even get to the cure. ]

We're not talking about Brendan Fraser right now, Dave! [ He was yelling a little too loud for sure. ] Can't you do anything to flip yourself back up?!

Do you not like him? Dude. That's like universally unheard of. Everyone likes the Mummy.

[ he shifted in the harness, trying to turn himself back over at jefferson's panicked request and not wanting the blood to keep rushing to his head.

he's swinging back and forth to get enough momentum to flip himself over that way. but the little shit unbuckles it off the line with the swinging and quickly drops five feet before jefferson caught up to him on the line.

so he grabs on to him. by the ankle. with one hand. ]

Fuuuuuck. Okay. Not really how I was planning it but nice. I'm facing upways. How'd it look? Awesome? I knew it.

I said not right now! [ It only took about half of a second for him to realize how reckless Dave was being. Again. ] Are you kidding?! Don't do it that way, you'll make it even worse if you -- [ Even if he couldn't really feel he was almost positive his heart stopped for at least a millisecond before he called out to Dave. Thank god he caught up quickly enough because for a moment or two his brain function stopped entirely. ]

Oh my god. Oh my god. [ Jefferson was still a bit in shock, but he was in autopilot trying to pull his leg up and put his arms down so Dave could get a more solid grip on him. ] Are you -- are you trying to scare me to death? Is that what today is? Because if this keeps up I swear I -- [ Sudden dry laughter cut him off completely but it actually took a moment of time to register that the sound was coming from him. ] Oh my god. What even happened to the flying thing? Hahaha. This is one of the worst days of my life. Please stop letting me think you're going to die. Wow.

What? [ dave's dangling off of him and it doesn't seem to be the best grip in the world. just enough to keep him from hitting the floor at the moment - which he's not terribly worried about. ] I wasn't trying to scare you. I couldn't see what the fuck I was doing. Why are you laughing? Are you trying to scare me? [ dave makes a bit of a face, lips pressed together in a slight displeased frown. ]

Geez, Jeff. I didn't know you were so dramatic. Calm the fuck down. I'd be fine. I can't die unless it's heroic or fucking evil. This is just stupid. Now stop moving your leg. I'm trying to- mooootherfucker.

[ which is more or less what happens. he does actually drop off him once they're in the forested area full of trees, but luckily they're close enough to the ground that it does not, in fact, kill him. an uncomfortable land because he definitely didn't see the ground coming and hit it with his face, but it is not lethal. ]

You know what? Fuck it. I'm staying here.

[ Okay. He really did need to get a hold of himself. The idea of scaring Dave wasn't one that he liked the sound of even if he probably wasn't being serious. Was he? Maybe he was being half serious. Ugh. Jefferson exhaled sharply and tried to grab hold of the kid but getting a solid grip wasn't exactly easy. ]

Sorry. Sorry. I know you can't -- [ He let out a frustrated sigh. ] I'm moving it to try to pull you --

[ Oh.

Welp.

Even though he knew it was a small drop, even though he knew Dave would be fine, he still had to firmly keep a reign on himself so he didn't overreact again. Still, the second his feet hit the landing platform he was unhooking the harness so he could look down. ]

Like hell you're staying there! [ Aaand back to being dramatic. He did pause, though. ] ... are you alright?

No! I'm saying. [ dave is face down on the ground, mumbling incoherently into the floor. at least until the grate next to him suddenly spouts water and soaks him. he gets to his feet quickly with a high-pitched shriek in surprise. he holds his arms up, dripping. then gets hit with a different one.

look. he landed at the spring. yay. ]

Fuck this place, Jeff! I'm fine! It's just everything ever that is the absolute worst thing right now! JESUS DICK! Did we find that shitty spring? Get down here. I'm going to shove my foot up someone's ass.

Edited 2016-11-28 07:44 (UTC)

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