The Quest Giver [Einmal Mod Account] (
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eswareinmal2018-10-19 09:43 pm
Meanwhile, in the Two Faced Forest....
Characters: Any hero brave enough to walk into the utterly normal looking woods.
Open? Yep
Where: The Two Faced Forest(tm)
When: Whenever you'd like, I've got all day here.
What: Time to get hero-ing, oh heros.
The Two Faced Forest isn't far at all from the walls of the Kingdom's capital, something that vexes many of the locals. You see, there's a witch in those woods, a horrible creature who lures children to her gingerbread home and eats them!
...not that anyone's ever lost a child that way. They've all taught their children to be cunning and crafty, you see, so their children won't be caught and eaten so easily! It's just all the other children that they worry about! Especially now that the Cruel and Terrible Witch has a horrible Dark Mastermind at her disposal; a dark cloaked figure who commands terrible minions of unspeakable horrors! And what's worse, they gossip so loudly whenever a Hero is near so they're sure to overhear, this horrible figure was once a Hero whom the Witch ensnared and corrupted! Surely someone can do something about this terrible situation! A line delivered over and over with such a complete lack of subtlety that many a hero will find themselves being outright stared at with expressions varying from moon stuck smiles (the younger lads and lasses of the town) to expectant annoyance (the older grannies and gumps who want to see some proper hero action before they die already, so get on with it, would ya?)
The Forest (the capital letter is very important, you see) itself... is honestly very unremarkable. There's trees, there's rocks, there's birds, there's squirrels (you can even bless them, if you're of a hero class that's so inclined), and deep in the heart of the woods, there's a cottage that's made entirely of gingerbread, complete with piped icing shutters and decorations. Around this cottage is a gingerbread fence with the piped icing reading: "Private Property. No Solicitors."
... so maybe it's not entirely unremarkable.
Open? Yep
Where: The Two Faced Forest
When: Whenever you'd like, I've got all day here.
What: Time to get hero-ing, oh heros.
The Two Faced Forest isn't far at all from the walls of the Kingdom's capital, something that vexes many of the locals. You see, there's a witch in those woods, a horrible creature who lures children to her gingerbread home and eats them!
...not that anyone's ever lost a child that way. They've all taught their children to be cunning and crafty, you see, so their children won't be caught and eaten so easily! It's just all the other children that they worry about! Especially now that the Cruel and Terrible Witch has a horrible Dark Mastermind at her disposal; a dark cloaked figure who commands terrible minions of unspeakable horrors! And what's worse, they gossip so loudly whenever a Hero is near so they're sure to overhear, this horrible figure was once a Hero whom the Witch ensnared and corrupted! Surely someone can do something about this terrible situation! A line delivered over and over with such a complete lack of subtlety that many a hero will find themselves being outright stared at with expressions varying from moon stuck smiles (the younger lads and lasses of the town) to expectant annoyance (the older grannies and gumps who want to see some proper hero action before they die already, so get on with it, would ya?)
The Forest (the capital letter is very important, you see) itself... is honestly very unremarkable. There's trees, there's rocks, there's birds, there's squirrels (you can even bless them, if you're of a hero class that's so inclined), and deep in the heart of the woods, there's a cottage that's made entirely of gingerbread, complete with piped icing shutters and decorations. Around this cottage is a gingerbread fence with the piped icing reading: "Private Property. No Solicitors."
... so maybe it's not entirely unremarkable.

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...but aah, maybe that's not important. He gives a careless, dismissive wave of his hand. "Bah, well, whatever... It really is you, isn't it? Not the guy from before, but you, right?" And of course he'll understand, right. Because that's his Hajime over there.
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"Of course it's me." Hajime scowls.
"One and only! Accept no substitutes!" Ryo can't help but cut in there.
"Who else would it be?" Hajime frowns. But he's encountered people who weren't who he thought they should be... "...you didn't run into...me before the, uh...like me from my first life?"
There is absolutely no way to make that sound right, and he now hates this conversation.
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"Actually... yeah, I did. This isn't the first weird place I've ended up and... and it sounds like it's not the first weird place you've ended up." And he picks this moment to look back over his shoulder at Tachibana, expression curious. "...or you, either?"
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Garren nodded, before starting to sign rapidly in explanation
...not that Jack could make any sense of it.
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Aah, but Hajime has more to add... "A world between worlds... I was scooped up into a little pocket universe for 'lost' people. I'd be surprise that we haven't somehow run into each other before now, but... it's a big multiverse, isn't it?" But he has to laugh at that last bit. "You tried to punch one of the things in charge? Of course you did..." Aaah, good old Hajime. So fighty.
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Jack gets a fresh scowl, but one that fades swiftly as Garren is mentioned. With a quick, curious glance, Garren gives the short-short version to his Slammer, who nods. "He was explaining the same thing Hajime said, and that he and Ryo came along too, from the worlds that they were in."
He paused. "And his name is Garren," he added, the pog nodding in agreement, outlining the Diamond on his chest with a pleased head tilt that made it clear he was smiling behind his unchanging mask.
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Final Destination, no items.Ryo looks interested at that other world where Jack was and, with all the tact of a curious small child, loudly asks, "So did lost mean dead?" It's a valid question!
"Ryo!" Hajime immediately moves to shush the mantis.
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"...dead?" Though it might sour if they stay on that topic. Jack pulls a face and shakes his head. "No! No, not... not really? Just that they'd been taken from their own world at least once, before landing there. Not quite sure how I fit into that, but..." He shrugs. He betrays no hint of his own horrible demise.
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His eyebrow rose at the other conversation before he gave a small snort. "An Undead that was somehow reincarnated into another world. Even if that bastard hasn't completely taken you over..." He gave Jack a very pointed look.
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...the Jack of Diamonds is gone. Had it been there when he'd gotten here? He doesn't know.
Not that he can worry about this for long. "I keep telling you," Hajime insists, "he's my cousin. He's not going to get up to any of that crap." Which is one way to insist that Jack won't be murdering anyone. (See, Ryo? Tact. Even Hajime can manage that, sometimes, just as a stopped clock is right twice a day.)
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"Wears his sunglasses at night," Ryo says solemnly. "Song about that! Very popular! Remember it from Jaunt where I was Noodle!"
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...he's just going to take them off and tuck them into a pocket, now....
"Look, just because there's some... some overlap between the two of us doesn't mean I'm some kind of emotionally-crippled murder-bird!" Oh geez, he could have put it better than that, he's sure...
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Sorry, Jack, your other self was kind of an asshole.
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"...ugh, why did he even do that bomb thing?" And then a thought hits him, and his stomach drops. He turns to quickly look to Hajime. "You... everyone was alright, right?" His other self was an asshole. There's no denying that.
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"...and if Sayoko even catches a glimpse of the face that murdered her...."
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But there's no real time to worry about that; Tachibana's still looking like he wants to adopt Hajime's normal method of dealing with people he doesn't like. "You really want to get something started in the magical forest in the middle of bullshit magic land? He's not the same guy."
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"There are plenty of reasons that we can start shit out here that have nothing to do with..." Wait, he mentioned Sayoko in the future tense. The woman he killed. His girlfriend. His hand drops away, slowly and reluctantly. He'd much rather be hiding his face, really. Can he put his sunglasses back on? "...she's here?"
There is so, so much guilt in his expression.
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"The beings who ran the last place we were have the ability to pull people back from the afterlife into their world." The words were rather tense with both worry, guilt and far more emotions than could be easily identified. "And she hasn't fully recovered from that or the other bullshit she got caught by before we arrived here, so if you're going to insist on wearing those fucking sunglasses and trench coat, stay the hell away from her, understand?"
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Ryo, at this point, is just watching everything like he's watching a particularly intense three-way tennis match.
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"I'll stay away from her." No defensiveness, no protests. Just a firm seriousness, and absolute sincerity. "I'm... I'm sorry. Sorry for what he did." Because maybe it needs saying. He certainly hasn't said as much in so many words. He'd really like to unburden himself of some of the weight of these memories.
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Jack's response, however, pulls his attention back, and he presses his lips together, looking to the side, emotions turmolitious in his expression. There's a moment's pause before he nods. "... How much of his memories are you stuck with?" he finally asked, not looking over.
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