un: GustaveEiffel | video

[demainvient]

[ Sometime after the fog clears, a video appears on the network showing the charred, smoking wreck of what used to be Hannibal Lecter's house. Gustave, looking tired and worn down, is visible on screen, and beyond him Gorgug Thistlespring can be seen poking through the ruins. ]

Hi, everyone.

During the fog, Gorgug, Vincent Valentine, and I came into contact with a large, hostile creature. I'm not certain of its species or origin, but it seemed to be a little over two meters in height with a large, elongated skull and barbed tail.

Sometime during our run-in with it, Vincent somehow... transformed into it? He engaged it in a fight while Gorgug and I — well —

[ He gestures back at the smoldering remains of what had once been a beautiful, if disturbing, residence. ]

— But we lost track of Vincent himself in the chaos. The last time we saw him, he was still in the shape of the creature, and he is currently not responding to attempts to contact him over the network.

Gorgug and I are going out to look for him, and we could use all the help we can get. For everyone else, please be cautious if you find him while he's still in the creature's form. He may be dangerous to others, or even to himself. Thanks.


[ OOC plotting post now up! ]

Comments

[brat]

I doubt you could find him faster than I could.

[fieldtrip]

Ignore this loser. I'll go with you. Between the two of us, I'm sure we can find him in no time.

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[brat]

( is she stalking network posts via voice to text? that's dedication. but he switches over regardless. )

I don't need your help to find a transformed man, but we may as well.

[fieldtrip]

[ do you know how bored she is, Damian, do you know how bored she is sitting in a dark cave under the farm with a sleeping baby badger-mole on her lap, trying to decide if she should bother lugging a real bed down here ]

Well, duh, but like hell I'm going to let you go find the only good fight there is around here without me.

[brat]

If you wanted a good fight, all you needed to do was ask.

[fieldtrip]

And I'll take you up on that for sure, but it's just not the same as when it's not for real, you know?

[brat]

You say that as if I cannot find you a real fight. I do know of others here. Ones who are capable of holding their own in a fight and deserve to be taken down a notch.

[fieldtrip]

I'll take the gossip, but I decide who I fight and when. Got it?

[brat]

Obviously. I wouldn't bother pretending I have the capability of telling you what to do.

[fieldtrip]

[ That makes her grin fiercely. ]

You got that right. Let's go find a freaky monster guy and beat some sense into him.

[querulus]

hang on

are you a kid??

am i arguing with some little pipsqueak???

[fieldtrip]

Embarrassing for you, isn't it?

[querulus]

oh please. kid talks like a stodgy 45 year old with a 100 year old stick up his ass. i feel more sorry for the little twerp than anything.

now go, shoo. this is tall talk okay? mickey mouse clubhouse is that-a way

[fieldtrip]

[ Toph can't even really refute that because Damian is really embarrassing himself right now. She so needs to teach him how to troll the olds. ]

He might be a tiny edgelord who doesn't know how to talk smack, but nothing's worse than someone who thinks winning an easy fight means they're cool.

[ Thanks for teaching her that word, she immediately loves it. ]

[brat]

My age is irrelevant to the discussion at hand.

[querulus]

holy shit you ARE a little munchkin

see now that changes everything

[brat]

I will end you.

[querulus]

aw and he's a tiny edgelord too. how adorable

tell you what, squirt, if you can find me you get to murder me. i won't even fight back. one murder, free of charge.

[brat]

You wanting to die just ruins the fun for me.

[querulus]

guess i get to keep calling you a precious widdle ankle-biter then.

[brat]

Does it make you feel better about yourself?
Insulting others? Or intentionally angering those you have already acknowledged to be younger than yourself? Does it make you feel big and strong?

[querulus]

yeah pretty much

[brat]

You're pathetic.

[querulus]

relax kid i'm just razzin ya

besides, as i recall, YOU were the one coming after a random stranger (me) for losing his natural abilities to torture nightmare fog. seems like i'm not the only one punching down, hmm?

[brat]

Your natural ability, which relies on invading others minds.