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peckishmods ([personal profile] peckishmods) wrote in [community profile] peckenpaugh2020-06-01 11:18 am
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THE UPPER LEVELS

up into the balconies
you climb The breathing boughs of that nightmare tree crowd into the upper balconies of the ruined auditorium. You have to duck and bend to get by them in places, sometimes through spaces that seem to grow smaller as you press through. These branches are warm to the touch, some of them uncomfortably so, pulsing with something that isn't quite life.

You've climbed these stairs more than once in your time here; to take your place after your sorting, to watch new students find their House, or perhaps just for an assembly. This building always seemed so sturdy, so safe. It was a place to go for shows, for celebrations, and hell, to just get out of class. Now, the floorboards creek precariously, split and splintering where vines have crept through. Benches are broken, overturned and tossed aside to make room for the auditorium's new king: the malignant maple. Up here, the glowing blue seeds hanging from branches are close enough to pluck. Those that have ripened litter the floor and railings, filling the balconies with an eerie blue twinkle.

The air is muggy, clogged by falling ash. It stinks of coal and sulfer. But you keep moving, anyway. Keep opening portals and pushing on. Just a little bit higher, and then maybe you'll be able to plunge into the depths.
and you fight By now there's a plan, and with it, a slowly growing brigade of people, of beings, of bugs, who are gathering to push back against inevitability.
and you never give up
TO ELSEWHERE
| TO THE BASE OF THE TREE | TO OUTSIDE | TO THE SORTING PATH |

IN THIS HUB
| THE SECOND FLOOR | OUT ON THE BOUGHS | THE THIRD FLOOR |

OOC POSTS
| OOC ACTION HUB | OOC CHATTER - QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS |
ohwormhole: (📻 195)

MEMORY: Test Drive

[personal profile] ohwormhole 2020-06-06 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, finding the linchpin on her first try will make Fred smug forever. Smug-er. But that victory is short-lived because first Joop is dying (not her intention) and then she's casually mentioning that they're gonna die.

"Like, in here?" Fred asks, voice already raising in alarm and with one pair of fuzzy dice now wielded like they could do any good if suddenly all her teachers turned into flesh craving monsters that want to sacrifice them to open a gateway to an alternate past where the moon landing brought back an Elder God (episode 13!!), and whoops, this is maybe the downside of having such an active imagination. "How many people are even in this car," she cries, "it's a total safety hazard!!"
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Re: MEMORY: Test Drive - COMPLETE!

[personal profile] gasgiant 2020-06-06 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Jupiter, a seasoned memory hopper, is set to laughing again, right up to that gunshot sound of an engine backfiring. She straightens abruptly, visibly startled, and grasps her ax with both hands. "Well, I didn't think so..."
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MEMORY: Test Drive - COMPLETE!

[personal profile] ohwormhole 2020-06-06 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Fred shrieks. A lot.

The fuzzy dice get flung ineffectually toward the back of the van as teachers start innocently moving around them again. All of Fred collides with Joop, hips bumping against the radio dial as she presses up against the self-appointed lumberjack hero and rips off her dingle-bob, the only weapon she has left. "We're going to die on prom night," she wails as teachers sing and laugh, a truly horrific scene.
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MEMORY: Test Drive - COMPLETE!

[personal profile] gasgiant 2020-06-07 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
One of Fred's boingy things hits Jupiter in the eye. She sucks in a breath and slaps her hand over the socket, nearly toppling over the back of the passenger seat as she does.

After a second of chaos, she soldiers on, pointing the ax toward the open van door and accidentally hitting the teen Wybie Youngblood with it. Whoops. "It's cool! It's cool! See, the door's open. We're safe!" She lowers her hand from her eye, still half-squinting it shut. "Gotta find that linchpin again, though."

Jupiter takes a careful step forward, ducking to keep from hitting her head on the roof of the van again. Determined and unafraid of danger (and squinting one watering eye shut) she certainly cuts a dashing form. Like Utena Tenjou, but Wish Dot Com Utena Tenjou.
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MEMORY: Test Drive - COMPLETE!

[personal profile] ohwormhole 2020-06-07 12:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Jewpie Doll!" Fred, the most dangerous person in this van, yelps and Lionel Qualls gets a face full of sproingies instead.

The next episode of the Peculiar Perils is definitely going to introduce Saturn Quodpole, interstellar lumberjack, destroyer of space pirate ships with one fell swoop of her mighty ax. Also one eyed, which is a rampant problem the inhabitants of the Peculiar Perils universe seem to face. Of course, when Fred normally makes someone lose an eye, it's just with her quill.

"Do we really gotta??" she protests, bumping against Jupiter's back in her eagerness to stay close. The teachers may not have attacked yet, but just give them time. No one could truly be as cherubic as young Mr. Potkin appears to be. "If the door's open, shouldn't we just run??"

A Gryffindor's heart beats within this chest for sure.
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MEMORY: Test Drive - COMPLETE!

[personal profile] gasgiant 2020-06-07 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"We gotta, we gotta," Jupiter says with a head-bobbling nod. She's careful to duck any of Fred's flailing, expecting it now, though she does elbow Young Mr. Trullinger in the chin at least once as she climbs toward the back. "It's just right there, see?"

Jupiter gingerly plucks the golden fuzzy dice from Zed Crockett's open mouth. She pauses to examine the twins and the librarian seated between them. After a beat, she decides, "I'd let this girl step on me." And then she holds the dice up for Fred to see. "Got 'em! Ready to get?"