Through the Living Elan
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The Game and its losers.
Through the Living Elan replied to Ink's topic in Forum Games & Random Stuff
You son of a motherless goat @Edema Rue -
Oh? Yeah, that sounds pretty hard. He gave her hand a soft squeeze.
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Elan nodded. Sounds good!
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He grinned at her.
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Elan took it. Thanks. He blew into it, and darts shot out like grapeshot. The pirates all fell over twitching. He looked at the dart gun with raised eyebrows. ”fancy.”
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You're the armed one and I get to be the human shield? Elan sighed. "I be the not so infamous platinum blonde beard!" A man who looked like the leader shouted. "And I do be here for yer treasure!" "Uh... we have no treasure." Elan attempts negotiation.
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Elan was a yapper. …So that was when I ran into a drunk polar bear. Man, the thing could cuss. But it turns out giving it stale chocolates as a housewarming gift was, in fact, a good idea. The thing let me by no problem. Finally, something happened. They were attacked by a gang of pirates.
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They began to wander. the time passed like… well like time I suppose. not much happened at first
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Alrighty. I guess we wander until we find something?
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Hey, it’s alright. Don’t worry. They rounded a corner as they continued walking. Adventure time?
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Elan took her hand as they fell back to the normal ground with a thud.
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Elan nodded, and pulled back to watch the speech.
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He handed it to her. “Oh goody!” Okay, now we can leave.
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The professor came back with a dart gun. “Here we are! This should work great! Or…” he pulls a flamethrower out from under a pillow. “How about this?”
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“Can I come with-“ Elan starts, then stops himself. Don’t be stupid.
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Elan shrugged. Think of it as an orientation. He sent. "Oh yes, and do try not to get eaten. Many things can eat you here." He nodded vigorously. "Are you armed? No? Here, let me get something for you. Many things can eat you here!"
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He looked at her and furrowed his brows. The way she spoke she might not know, but the way she had been walking around...
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He nodded. Alright. ”Lucky you are that you found someone!” The professor said. “The miscellaneum has been known to drive people MAD! Always be with a person. Lucky that you already found someone!” He grinned. “And try not to get forgotten. There’s places deeper than the miscellaneum for things that were forgotten even BY the forgotten! Yes yes, try not to get forgotten…” he stared into the distance thoughtfully.
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He nodded, pursing his lips and looking at the sky in thought. “A… speech. Who? Why?”
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We can go. If you want.
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"I-" His eyes were drawn to the scar, and he forced his gaze up into her eyes. Not your problem. "What are you here for?"
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"It's very good to meet you." The Philosopher said. "Hello! Grab a pillow. Take a seat! You seem new, so I suppose you need to learn the rules here. And I suppose some introductions are in order. The philosopher! It's very good to meet you. Have a seat!" He's... a little off, but he's smart. Very smart.
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He tensed and whirled around. Oh. She's... "People don't normally mean to- Er, that is, punching is- I mean, that is to say-" he swallowed. Take it slow. "It's alright." He said, tense. "Really, that's my fault."
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They landed in a pile of lumpy pillows. A short potbellied man with a thick thick bushy mustache waddled up alongside them. "Well hello!" He said bubblily. "Who are you? I'm the philosopher." He grinned. "I think I've been here the longest of anyone, or so far as I can remember. Don't do that much anymore! Did I mention I'm the philosopher?" he shook both of their hands vigorously. "I've been here a while. Who are you?"
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Elan looked at the rooftop. Wondered. Glanced back. Something... was happening. Idiot. You already knew that.
