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Location: The Junk Yard
Year: [Inapplicable]
Members: [Audit Pending]

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There was actually a strange kick of excitement whenever Fadran left to go clean out the Junk Yard. That was probably because the place was just about half a kilometer from the inn, so it was sort of like an adventure right outside home: the kind he always imagined he might have with a child or two, if that had been the sort of life fate deemed him fit of.

Still, nothing ever could really prepare him for the smell. It wasn’t like the noxious too-sweetness from the likes of rotten fruit, or the stank wretchedness from maggot-filled flesh. Instead it was something akin to an old antique store without ventilation. In addition to the musty smell of old books and dusty wood, there was also a kind of wholly uncleansable sweatiness - like a ghost of bad hygiene had been wandering the shelves for decades.

Hm. Fadran thought to himself while they strode to the Yard. Maybe there is a ghost out here. Perhaps we should check for that too.

The Junk Yard itself was probably as vast as the Inn, stretching out as far as the eye could see. Mostly it was old scraps like broken furniture, dirty glass, rusted armor, and other generally unusable pieces of garbage. He’d originally developed it on a whim during a deep pondering as to where all the pencils he’d lost over the years had gone, learning soon enough that just as people can become lost and wind up at his Inn, lost and discarded items could just happen to show up in his micro-dimension as well. It had taken him nearly a week to contain the phenomena - boy had that ever been hard to explain to Ayia.

Of course, opening the dimension to junk also meant opening the dimension to junk-residing monsters. Most particularly in this case were the kleevers, who - as they’d learned when Fadran just about forced Kris to give them a study - had actually spread into a few extra universes themselves. The little guys looked, sounded, and acted just about how he imagined a gremlin might, but with the added perk of gathering around primordial sludge and acting as an energy source for potential swamp monsters.

Basically, that had been one heck of a week.

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Dave nodded speculatively, looking out across the vast array of trash. He turned back to the group. "It does indeed smell quite awful." He concluded.

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4 hours ago, Mr. Misting said:

Dave nodded speculatively, looking out across the vast array of trash. He turned back to the group. "It does indeed smell quite awful." He concluded.

Obsidian wrinkled up his nose. "Such a nasty feeling."

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19 hours ago, NerdyAarakocra said:

Len walked up and ate a discarded rusty knife.

Rayvyn nodded at her. “Please continue eating those.”

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1 hour ago, Aes Sedai said:

 

Rayvyn nodded at her. “Please continue eating those.”

Len smiled. "Alright!"

She continued eating the rusty metal.

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24 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Everyone got their Little 'Splodeys?" Fadran asked.

“I believe so.” 
 

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What the light is a little splodey?

 

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24 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Everyone got their Little 'Splodeys?" Fadran asked.

Obsidian extruded black goo into the shape of the device. "This... thing?"

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Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

 

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Oh cool!

“They are rather peculiar. How do they work?”

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"Pull out the safety pin, click the button on top, then throw it as far as you can." Fadran pulled out one of his to demonstrate. "Here, I'll go first."

Click -

BEEP!

Fadran chucked the splodey down the junk yard. It landed amidst a stack of broken barstools, sat there for a second, then...

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A trio of kleevers scattered away from the site of the explosion.

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7 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Pull out the safety pin, click the button on top, then throw it as far as you can." Fadran pulled out one of his to demonstrate. "Here, I'll go first."

Click -

BEEP!

Fadran chucked the splodey down the junk yard. It landed amidst a stack of broken barstools, sat there for a second, then...

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A trio of kleevers scattered away from the site of the explosion.

"So our job is to throw these?" asked Obsidian.

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Rayvyn stumbles back, eyes wide. After a few rapid breaths, she says, “They seem…effective. We just need to get rid of them?”

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Dave eyed his splodey with a curious eye. He began to toss it into the air and casually catching it. "Do we have a limited supply?"

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Rayvyn pulled the pin and hurled a splodey at a group of kleevers, grinning as it exploded. "This may be fun."

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To clarify: the splodeys are not to attack the creatures. They're instead like using dogs to scare off flocks of pigeons so you can blast them with a shotgun: the idea is to make the kleevers scatter so you can find and  s l a u g h t e r  them.

 

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Right, the creatures themselves don't explode but the splodey does, so I'm going to assume it looks cool. Yay, slaughtering!!!

 

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3 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Our job is to exterminate kleevers," Fadran replied. "We use these to find them. Blow things up, scare them off, then..." He shrugged. "Grab them. Shoot them. Portal them into a cave somewhere... whatever."

"Can I eat them?" asked Obsidian.

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"What is it with everyone and eating these things?" Rayvyn groaned, rolling her eyes. I have eaten some strange things, but these people--well, creatures--well...aarrrgh.

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