semi-open rp post; creepy carnival

[elwhyenen]

an rp post just to appease the hideousness of cella.

OF COURSE anyone else is invited--no, encouraged to throw their pups in.

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[aveclumiere]

[ lightning pushes open the front gates, wincing when it groans loudly in protest in a high-pitched squeak. now this is a scene she's never been privy to, and the eerie atmosphere of the abandoned area is a bit unsettling. she approaches the main pathway with its dim lights with her gunblade drawn, grimace carved deeply into her features. it seems empty but she's willing to bet her money that there's still some lingering monsters, creatures who couldn't quite let go of the past. ]

[guesstheflavor]

[ the lingering monster, right? coming out with a jump from behind a turned-over stand, vicious staff in hand, battlecry--]

Stay back, I'm armed and I-- Liiiight!!!

[aveclumiere]

[ now that calls for a wince for a totally different kind of reason. ]

...Vanille?

[ she lowers the blade momentarily, brow raised at the unexpected presence. she was counting on this to be one of the places she'd have to fend for herself on her own but here was Vanille, looking just as surprised to be here as she was. ]

[guesstheflavor]

[ oh light, she could hug you but you'd hate it-- nevermind, she's still attempting to hug. ]

Finally, someone that's alive here!

[aggresivo]

[ fang's tempted to cup her hands and shout out for vanille or for any other lost team members when she wakes up at the abandoned fairground, but she's not blind to the fact that it would probably attracted some unwanted attention. she shakes her head as if to rid the thought and approaches the entrance with a battle-ready stance, her lance at the ready. ]

Vanille? Light?

[ she exhales sharply under her breath when she gets no response and settles for walking deeper into the amusement park, wary and alert of her surroundings as the horses on the carousel nearby seem to be staring back at her with an ill intent. ]

[guesstheflavor]

[ she knows that their land is not what it used to be, really, but - this is sad. this brings tears to her eyes. she doesn't need to see proof of how long ago it was that she had a childhood - does she?

Just a bit of polishing will do.

rub rub rub, until the horse shaped like a chocobo is shiny and yellow again. yes. and then she'll start up the machine and wait for Fang and - hey, remember when we used to be reckless? ]

[aggresivo]

[ she walks deeper into the carnival, lance still out for any possible confrontations as she stares through the darkness that's ahead of her. she can hear the muffled sounds of movement though, and sharpened ears honed from picking up on the slightest sounds in the land of Pulse is what lets her pick up on it. she bears down the path where the sound's originating from and almost loses her step in relief when she catches sight of the other girl. ]

Vanille!

[ she strides up to her, one arm reaching out for a hug to confirm that it's really her and that she's safe. ]

[guesstheflavor]

[ her head snaps up sharply at the sound, because despite her activities, she's still relatively aware of her surroundings and how unsafe they are. but that right there, that's the beacon of hope.]

Fang! [ and rushing into those arms. you'll never turn down a hug, will you, fang? course not. ]

Oh, Fang, this place is so sad, I thought I was stuck here alone.

[definitionofgar]

[sits in the broken down tea cup ride]

...

[waits]

[aveclumiere]

[ just as she's about to turn the corner, she catches the silhouette of guts seated at the tea cup ride. she traces back her steps and stealthily creeps up behind the ride, drawing her gunblade at him as she reveals her presence. ]

And just what are you doing here?

[definitionofgar]

[the wind howls dramatically as lightning approaches him. a storm is brewing in the distance. the question is asked:

it's 6 o'clock. do you know where your children are?]

[guts turns slowly to face the woman]

Waiting.

SADGFLSDFKHGFS GARRHTHOSGKAF

[aveclumiere]

[ what. a. creep. still, she keeps her blade steady, scrutinizing him as best as she can from the awful lighting the place has to offer her. ]

For what?

[insertsword]

[absently poking the side of a painted horse with her sword. is this supposed to ring a bell, because...]

[oculo]

Poking it's not going to make it work, you know that right.

[insertsword]

...were you stalking me?

[featherling]

[ Hears a familiar conversation and walks around the painted horses. Going round the Merry-go-Round--

Ah-- ]

[littlestpearl]

[wanders through the abandoned food and game stalls; looking for Maya or Nick - or any familiar face, really]

This is nothing like Berry Big circus...

[onewrightbluff]

[ little does pearl know that phoenix is thinking among the same lines. and really, he doesn't want to admit it but this place is giving him the creeps. he walks down the main path, still unaware of pearl's presence as he lets his eyes dart back and forth uneasily. ]

Geez, you think they'd try to do some clean-up around here if it's closed for good...

[littlestpearl]

[!!

That voice!]

Mr. Nick!? [She begins to run in the direction of his voice]

[onewrightbluff]

[...that voice. no way, it can't be. ]

[ he starts running towards the direction of her shouting as well, hoping to meet her halfway and praying that he's wrong, he doesn't really want pearl to be stuck in a place like this. ]

Pearl? Is that you?