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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Mar 30, 2008 14:00:29 GMT -5
A creature slithered up, it's head raised up to Estrik's level, the rest of it coiled up on the ground, it was a sickly pale green mucus kind of color and it had no eyes or mouth or even face to speak of. Of all things this was... a giant tapeworm. Disgusting, yes, we know. This creature didn't even ask a riddle, it just seemed intent on attacking, bringing it's moist body at Estrik in a gunshot movement, it's method seemed like it was to be constriction. It was probably the only method of attacking such a creature had, and so it went to work to wrap it's body around Estrik. The creature looked disguisting, but in all honesty, it smelled a million times worse, it smelled like vomit and decomposition and the scent was strong and likely to stick in your hair, skin, and clothing for quite some time. It was a smell that you could feel seeping into your pores and flesh, infecting your body and sickening you, you could feel it in your brain, in your throat, in your eyes and your stomach, it seemed to dry out the air as well. In other words, it was bloody terrible.
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Post by demonfire on Mar 30, 2008 14:12:08 GMT -5
Estrik smelled the sickening odor of the tapeworm before he could 'see' it. It was bad enough for the normal person, but when someone loses a sense, the body naturally compensates by strengthening the others, which made it all the more worse for the blind kid. He actually puked a bit in his mouth from the odor, holding back as much of the vomit as he could at the moment. Estrik spit out the little vomit in his mouth upon the ground before the worm had attacked.
When he sensed the thing had begun its attack, Estrik didn't react in time, as so the worm began to constrict him. Underneath his blindfold, his eyes seemed to shoot open. A blue light enveloped him as he began to psychically push the worm off of him. As soon as he felt he could move his arms, he took the pointed end of his staff and attempted to drive it into the creature. Albeit, it wasn't strong, but it was strong enough for the sickened Estrik's pleasure.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Mar 30, 2008 14:25:49 GMT -5
The creature made no noise and it was peirced, but it didn't seem to be averted much at all, coninuing and making it's constriction tighter and tighter, uttering no noise, it's mucus lubricated body tightening over it's victim, suprisingly strong under it's soft flesh, it's flat head making it's way to constrict around Estrik's neck and face, webs of mucus began to gather in Estrik's hair in a sickly manner, probably wouldn't wash out too easily. Lucky Estrik.
If one thought the creature smelled bad when it first attacked, one couldn't imagine the difference when it was right up at you and in your face, it's vile slime working it's way into the fabric of your clothes and coating you, the liquid itself seemingly attracted to the tapeworm so as to keep Estrik stuck in the constricting grasp of the creature. The mucus itself had the consistancy of snot and puss, mixed in in some kind of churning stew, warm and almost alive, really... consuming Estrik. Enveloping him. Tucking the child away. Preparing to consume him in some odd way... right? well.. wrong, actually. The creature had managed to get to Estrik's face... and it tried to pry it's way into the child's mouth. Trying to gain a new host though obviously it wouldn't be able to fit... and who would want such a thing inside them, anyways? Still, the rancid it tried to force it's putrid self into Estrik's mouth and throat, not caring if it might suffocate it's potential host... there was another way of entry, though...
(Random thing to pop into my head... molestation by tapeworm.)
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Post by demonfire on Mar 30, 2008 20:50:06 GMT -5
Estrik tried as hard as he could, allowing the blue light to save him from this mess that he had gotten into. Could it really be it? His mind rushed; he experience what might be considered his life flashing before his eyes (if he could see, of course). Not only his, but bits and pieces of the past experiences Croatoan had lived through also was thrown into the mix.
Underneath his blindfold, a blinding white light emerged as if being expelled from his eyes. White shards began to envelope around him in concentrated masses of psychic energy, and covered him like a suit of armor that completely encompassed every part of him. The tapeworm would have experienced some extremely painful shocks to its ganglia or brains or whatever tapeworms had for a central nervous system. All in all, after this encounter, Estrik was going to have one wicked headache. Not even a factory full of St. Joe's aspirin might not cure this one.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Mar 31, 2008 20:31:19 GMT -5
The tapeworm loosened it's grip only slightly at first before quickly makinf the decision that it really just wasn't worth it and the creature slipped from Estrik with slurping noises as the mucus sopped on Estrik, probably not to be completely gone from him till a month had passed (lucky Estrik) and so Estrik hadn't escaped the battle completely unscathed. The blind seer could only probably move on in hopes that he wouldn't run into any other slimy creatures along the way... and most certainly Estrik could hope he wasn't going to be gang raped by any other spineless creatures along the way. That would be relatively bad and scar the poor child's mind for life. Though admittedly, most of those benevolent beings known as RPers would probably get a good laugh out of it.
Still.. the labyrinth of hedge lay afore the blind boy named Estrik and he had to continue on to find the center of the maze- or if he was REALLY lucky, he'd find the exit.
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Post by demonfire on Apr 1, 2008 19:17:36 GMT -5
Estrik's blast of light ceased almost as suddenly as it had begun. As soon as the creature had slithered away, he did two things: vow to kill all tapeworms and then puked. It was a bittersweet action, as Estrik no longer had an urge to puke; but, he no longer had as much nourishment in his stomach as he did when he first arrived in the labyrinth of overgrowth.
His head began pounding, impeding his 'vision' by breaking the signal at random moments that were in sync with the head pounding. To make it worse, he smelled as if the worm had just puked on him. Estrik rubbed his temples and began to breathe in through his mouth. Well, at least it didn't find another way of entry into Estrik.
The blind seer began to continue on his journey through the hedge and deeper into the rabbit hole.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 1, 2008 19:39:46 GMT -5
"Well, how about a riddle the- OH MY GOD! WHAT THE HELL?" obviously the next person weilding a riddle wasn't expecting such an attack to the nose. "Dude! What happened to YOU?" he asked, the voice was distinctly male and you couldn't help but think that this person was perhaps just a little out of touch with the world, weather it be from mere stupidity or illegal substances nobody was really sure. At the current moment though, he had his hands over his face as if it would help ward off the acrid stench that radiated from Estrik.
It really was terrible.
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Post by demonfire on Apr 1, 2008 19:49:58 GMT -5
Estrik had an emotion of embarrassment and super-annoyance on his face when the man began to speak. For one, he began rubbing his temples again as the man yelled. "Yo, keep it down..." he whispered to the man who seemed to 'experiment' with illegal substances.
"I got into a fight with a tapeworm...and won, apparently," Estrik half whispered to the man. "Just give me the Goddamn riddle," he said impatiently. Obviously this next month was going to be hell in a hand basket for the blind child, because being a walking stink bomb is always the most sought after job in the world. But hey, someone's got to do it.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 1, 2008 20:03:12 GMT -5
"Okay, Man..." obviously he was trying to avoid keeling over dead from the smell, "If wishes were fishes... could you fly...?" he asked, starting to zone out a bit. Okay, this kid really wasn't making much of any sense and well, you could figure now the man was probably mentally retarded, most likely one of those surfer-types... or perhaps a bit too empty between the ears for even that label. There was a quiet pause for a few moments before he laughed, "Okay little dude... answer the questi- WOAH! WHAT'S WITH THE BLINDFOLD GETUP?" he asked, obviously just noticing it, "Are you like... a jedi or something?" he asked, probably saying the first random thing to be extracted from his mind. At another thought- Estrik only got one try for the fish question.
This man who was too dumb to be a surfer could have only been one thing, obviously. He was probably a snowboarder. X3
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Post by demonfire on Apr 1, 2008 20:18:24 GMT -5
"Wait, what? What the hell is a Jedi?" Estrik asked, obviously never being immersed into the Star Wars lifestyle before. Because this man seemed so not totally a snowboarder, because snowboarders is intelligents peoples, he struck Estrik as if he's been talking with Mr. Dooby a bit too much lately.
"Might I suggest laying off the weed?" he asked the strange idiot-man-boy-who-was-so-totally-not-a-snowboarder. The blind child was about two seconds away from giving this man a good pimp slap with his newly equipped left hand; well, one use for the ring was to keep the hoes in check.
"Yes?" he answered-questioned, shrugging as he did so. Estrik wasn't too into the whole 'stoned-out-of-your-mind' mindset, obviously.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 1, 2008 20:27:59 GMT -5
"Heheh... nice going, blind one." the man nodded, "And what's this 'weed' of which you speak?" he asked, slowly he was starting to lean to the left till it seemed he'd fall over any moment. "because man... it's not really a weed... I think... it might be a... a.... something or whatever..." he reached into his pocket drowsily and pulled out of all things... a mushroom. It was tan with blue spots and if anyone had met Terent before, they'd recognize the fungus immediately. "I don't have enough for another person... but you can have it if you want..." he nodded "most people have like... five... or nine... or ten... heheh... I had ten." He nodded as if he was proud of himself.
One must now appreciate the relatively small doses Terent took of the drug. Because Terent was cool like that. :3
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Post by demonfire on Apr 1, 2008 20:42:17 GMT -5
Estrik shrugged as he got it right, half expecting the answer to actually be the logical one. Good thing he didn't second guess himself and his RPer flipped a coin, huh? He shook his head and his hand at the apparent narcotic that the druggie pulled out. "The only smokin' I do is to clowns like you in the court, foo'!" he said in a mock-gangster way to Terent. The blind child walked past the elf and waved his bling bling in Terent's face, although Estrik assumed that he would be too consumed with his mushroom to even acknowledge that he was being dissed by a blind child of blindness.
He continued on into the strange riddle-filled hedge maze.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 2, 2008 15:36:05 GMT -5
The being whom was not Terent (and apparently not a snowboarder either) watched Estrik leave, "heheh... bye, dude..." he said, waving farewell before starting to wander the labyrinth some more, shoving the shroom back in his pocket. It was inconceivable how someone could mistake him for Terent, he was far too tall for the description... and he wasn't an elf. And he smoked more shrooms than Terent did. Oh well.
A being now stood before Estrik, shrouded in a cloak that seemed able to even block out Estrik's ability to identify people- whoever it was wished to keep themselves a secret, one hand was placed over it's throat, perhaps using some form of magic to change it's voice. Whoever it was seemed to be going to great lengths as not to be recognized. Bad sign. "You smell terrible..." a sigh "...but I guess I'm in the maze, aren't I? So it's customary to give you a riddle." the funny thing about the being who altered it's voice was that they managed to make thier own voice sound exactly like Estrik's in every way. Certainly a confusing thing. It was silent for a few moments, probably coming up with a riddle or something off the top of it's head, "Perhaps someone that you have met, Perhaps someone you know. Someone I'm sure you won't forget, yet still my face I will not show." the being nodded, lowering it's hand as if perhaps it was a bit uncomfortable. Now the being waited for a response. In all honesty- whoever it was was really curious to see if Estrik figured it out.
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Post by demonfire on Apr 2, 2008 16:10:33 GMT -5
Estrik's eyes began to move back and forth underneath his blindfold in one whizzing motion that seemed to turn his entire eyes a creamy red color. It wasn't the brightest thing to do with a headache, but no one ever accused Estrik of having too much common sense. "Err...wait, is that you Eithne? I honestly thought you would have better things to do than live in a hedge maze," Estrik said questioningly at first, but then began to move into a more know-it-all tone. Ok, so he would do what you would call 'cheating', but what you called 'cheating', Estrik called thinking outside of the box that was outside the box. Ingenious.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 2, 2008 16:28:25 GMT -5
There was a chuckle, a voice so distinctly Eithne doing something such as chuckling was a haunting thing to hear, but oh well. "Glad to see you're not an idiot..." she lowered the hood of the cloak so it wouldn't block out magical vision or other things of the sort. She looked mostly the same except of course her hair was considerably shorter, cut into a nice bob, probably just so it wouldn't get in the way at all. "Now then... where exactly is the maze? Everything's so different here... I forgot what it was like." She gave a sheepish shrug before looking around herself silently. She began stripping the cloak from her body to reveal her clothes underneath, a dark gray T-shirt and a rather plain pair of black pants and some black shoes. Really rather plain and all-business... not like Estrik could see it. Eithne draped the cloak over one shoulder, obviously expecting Estrik to answer her question about the location of the maze, "And what exactly is the date, by the way?" Strapped to Eithne's back of course was Aurora... though she seemed to have two sai knives secured in her belt. She had several other sharp weapons about her person at the moment, but none of them were able to be seen at all.
In all honesty, Eithne hated cloaks very much- but that didn't matter right now, she had some things to take care of.
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