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entrancelogs2016-05-09 12:38 am
charlastan) wrote in entrancelogs2016-05-09 12:38 am
Steal the treasure and try to leave town | OPEN
Who: Stan Pines [charlastan] and OPEN
Where: In the mansion briefly, and then all Deep Roads all the time
When: 5/5 to 5/9
Rating: PG-13 maybe? In Deep Roads, no one can hear your grown-up cursing!
Summary: Stan was doomed the second precious treasured golden things were mentioned, so surely no one is surprised when he ditches the surface for a perfect treasure-tunity.
The Story:
A. Inside the mansion - 5/5
[When the event first begins, Stan isn't totally sure anything's happened. Most events seem to come with physical or mental changes, or some other big glowing neon sign saying "something weird's going on".
,
But then, he spots the new entrance to the tunnels and he understands immediately. That's where it is. That's where the golden treasure is.
He laughs it off to a couple of people. Mentions that someone would have to be a complete idiot to head down there when the mansion seems perfectly safe. But, he doesn't quite meet their eyes. The wheels are already turning in his head, and he's already making secret plans.
Within a couple hours, he's nowhere to be found - unless, of course, someone goes looking down in the Deep Roads.
B. Underground - 5/5
[Despite his recklessness, Stan isn't completely stupid. He packs water (though probably less than he should), food (though mostly jerky and snack cakes of various kinds, because everyone knows they keep forever), the space gun Rick gave him, a lighter and some junk to start a fire with if there's nothing good down in the tunnels, a change of clothes and a towel, and a flashlight. Again, he opts for the one Rick made him out of event garbage that one time, but that's mostly because he doesn't feel like dealing with batteries. There's a few other small items as well, last minute additions.
Most of that, aside from what needs to be carried on his person, is crammed into a duffle bag, and he slings it over his shoulder. Instead of his usual trademark baseball bat, he has a shovel like the playing cards suggested. Once that was all set, he left out food for his freeloading cat and took off for the tunnels.
And honestly? He's doing alright for himself. Granted he's only run into smaller creatures so far, like spiders and rats, but he's mostly just smacked them around with his shovel. He's pretty confident this is going to work out just fine and he'll get all the gold and then he'll show everyone who's ever tried to talk sense into him about there not being an economy.
As he goes along, he's actually humming and entertaining his adventure in terrible, terrible song.]
Do, dododo~ Creepin' through the tunnels. Do, dododo~ diggin' up some gold! [There's a loud CLANK and the sound of some critter hitting a wall.] Do, dododo~ murderin' all the rats! Gonna get rich, do, dododo~!
[It doesn't rhyme, it's not great, and he's making it up as he goes.
ooc: Everything in this section is assumed to be before Ford finds him.]
C. Underground - 5/6(??? Who knows in tunnels? Stan sure didn't bring a watch.) - Closed to Ford
[Eventually, Ford found him, and Stan was...kind of surprised, honestly. Not only did he assume Ford wouldn't care what he did, but he definitely never imagined Ford would actually look for him.
Stan's been adamant though. There's treasure down in these tunnels, and he's not leaving until he finds it. Ford can stay if he wants, but Stan's not being dragged out. It's led to a lot of sighing from Ford (who seems to be under the mistaken impression that Stan will die without his help) and if Stan thinks about it too long it starts to piss him off.
In a weird way though, he's kind of glad Ford's there - at least, until he complains. When his mouth is closed though, it feels like all the stuff they used to do as kids, and all the stuff they promised they'd do when they graduated - minus the sailing and the babes, of course.
So far, they've found absolutely nothing treasure-wise. There's been neat dwarven architecture around, but no stuff to actually take with them out of the tunnels. They did find a small alcove though, a dead end where they could make camp and throw together a warm fire and maybe sleep a little - all of which sound great to Stan after a long day on his feet.
He's been fishing through his duffle bag for his lighter and his fire-starting stuff and once he finds it it occurs to him that Ford's been saying something for the last five minutes, probably telling him what steps they're supposed to take now like he's never had to survive on his own before. Pfft. That's a riot.
Blah blah blah whatever - Stan's already moving a bunch of rocks into a circle and tossing his makeshift tinder and kindling in the middle, like someone who's done this thousands of times before.]
Yeah, yeah - what were you goin' on about again?
charlastan] and OPENWhere: In the mansion briefly, and then all Deep Roads all the time
When: 5/5 to 5/9
Rating: PG-13 maybe? In Deep Roads, no one can hear your grown-up cursing!
Summary: Stan was doomed the second precious treasured golden things were mentioned, so surely no one is surprised when he ditches the surface for a perfect treasure-tunity.
The Story:
A. Inside the mansion - 5/5
[When the event first begins, Stan isn't totally sure anything's happened. Most events seem to come with physical or mental changes, or some other big glowing neon sign saying "something weird's going on".
,
But then, he spots the new entrance to the tunnels and he understands immediately. That's where it is. That's where the golden treasure is.
He laughs it off to a couple of people. Mentions that someone would have to be a complete idiot to head down there when the mansion seems perfectly safe. But, he doesn't quite meet their eyes. The wheels are already turning in his head, and he's already making secret plans.
Within a couple hours, he's nowhere to be found - unless, of course, someone goes looking down in the Deep Roads.
B. Underground - 5/5
[Despite his recklessness, Stan isn't completely stupid. He packs water (though probably less than he should), food (though mostly jerky and snack cakes of various kinds, because everyone knows they keep forever), the space gun Rick gave him, a lighter and some junk to start a fire with if there's nothing good down in the tunnels, a change of clothes and a towel, and a flashlight. Again, he opts for the one Rick made him out of event garbage that one time, but that's mostly because he doesn't feel like dealing with batteries. There's a few other small items as well, last minute additions.
Most of that, aside from what needs to be carried on his person, is crammed into a duffle bag, and he slings it over his shoulder. Instead of his usual trademark baseball bat, he has a shovel like the playing cards suggested. Once that was all set, he left out food for his freeloading cat and took off for the tunnels.
And honestly? He's doing alright for himself. Granted he's only run into smaller creatures so far, like spiders and rats, but he's mostly just smacked them around with his shovel. He's pretty confident this is going to work out just fine and he'll get all the gold and then he'll show everyone who's ever tried to talk sense into him about there not being an economy.
As he goes along, he's actually humming and entertaining his adventure in terrible, terrible song.]
Do, dododo~ Creepin' through the tunnels. Do, dododo~ diggin' up some gold! [There's a loud CLANK and the sound of some critter hitting a wall.] Do, dododo~ murderin' all the rats! Gonna get rich, do, dododo~!
[It doesn't rhyme, it's not great, and he's making it up as he goes.
ooc: Everything in this section is assumed to be before Ford finds him.]
C. Underground - 5/6(??? Who knows in tunnels? Stan sure didn't bring a watch.) - Closed to Ford
[Eventually, Ford found him, and Stan was...kind of surprised, honestly. Not only did he assume Ford wouldn't care what he did, but he definitely never imagined Ford would actually look for him.
Stan's been adamant though. There's treasure down in these tunnels, and he's not leaving until he finds it. Ford can stay if he wants, but Stan's not being dragged out. It's led to a lot of sighing from Ford (who seems to be under the mistaken impression that Stan will die without his help) and if Stan thinks about it too long it starts to piss him off.
In a weird way though, he's kind of glad Ford's there - at least, until he complains. When his mouth is closed though, it feels like all the stuff they used to do as kids, and all the stuff they promised they'd do when they graduated - minus the sailing and the babes, of course.
So far, they've found absolutely nothing treasure-wise. There's been neat dwarven architecture around, but no stuff to actually take with them out of the tunnels. They did find a small alcove though, a dead end where they could make camp and throw together a warm fire and maybe sleep a little - all of which sound great to Stan after a long day on his feet.
He's been fishing through his duffle bag for his lighter and his fire-starting stuff and once he finds it it occurs to him that Ford's been saying something for the last five minutes, probably telling him what steps they're supposed to take now like he's never had to survive on his own before. Pfft. That's a riot.
Blah blah blah whatever - Stan's already moving a bunch of rocks into a circle and tossing his makeshift tinder and kindling in the middle, like someone who's done this thousands of times before.]
Yeah, yeah - what were you goin' on about again?
B
Well, arguably a good, stable employee probably would argue for safety over the fake economy. It's just nice to see him so excited while it lasts. Maybe one of these days real treasure will stick around.
Also arguably, a good, stable employee wouldn't just up and follow his boss into the tunnels, but ehh. Stan doesn't have a backup shovel. What if the first one breaks on some kind of magical vermin or tree root? ]
Haha! Classic song, Mr. Pines!
[ What do you mean he wasn't expressly invited. Here Soos surely stands. ]
B
But that doesn't mean Stan was expecting anyone to be behind him and he shouts and swivels around to find...oh! Oh, it's just Soos.]
Soos! How long have you been followin' me around?!
[And why didn't he notice? Sheesh, he's losing his touch in his old age.]
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I dunno. Like, I actually didn't bring a watch? I just kinda headed on down and then followed the sounds of your quest for gold.
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Huh. Come to think of it, neither did I...
[So, he has no idea how long he's even been down here. Has it been hours? Days? Stan shrugs. Who cares when there's GOLD and TREASURE on the line? Besides, the only thing to do here is just accept what's happening. Soos is here, being Soos. There's never any sense in fighting it.]
Soos, I can feel it in my bones - there's treasure down here somewhere! Real treasure! None of that fake plastic crud in these dark tunnels!
[Has Stan Pines gone so far as to steal fake plastic treasure, possibly from a theme restaurant or a child's birthday party? Maybe. Stop judging; you don't know his life.]
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When it comes to feeling stuff in your bones, yours are basically the most reliable ones I know, Mr. Pines. Y'know, except my grandma's. But she usually just uses her bones to sense lies or dust bunnies. [ 10/10, best abuelita. ]
If there's treasure down here, you'll be one step closer to a real life economy again!
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Ugh, yeah she's got me beat there. Lady's basically a human lie detector.
[For someone who lies for a living, that's always been deeply unsettling. But, mention of a possible economy is enough to put a spring in his step.]
Yep! And I'll be at the top of the economic food chain, 'cause I'll have all the treasure!
[He can't help himself. He rubs his hands together and cackles.]
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I think we can make this dream happen, Mr. Pines. And even if we don't, I've seen enough action-adventure movies to know that something cool has to be down here waiting to get dug up. You could go full archaeologist!
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[Eh. Close enough.]
All that stuff they find's gotta be worth somethin'! [It always comes back to that.] Plus babes are always fallin' all over themselves for that guy! There is absolutely nothing wrong with this plan whatsoever!
[Treasure! Babes! Recognition! What more could he possibly want?]
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Top-notch planning, dude! Haha, as long as these caves don't collapse or lead us to an underground mole-person society planning to overthrow civilization, am I right? [ If something goes wrong with this event, he's not saying it'll be mole people. But it'll be mole people. ]
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[But obviously if they don't think about it and keep their minds on the treasure at the end of the tunnel, nothing bad could possibly happen!]
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Kinda hate to be there when those dudes try to get used to the sun.
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I wouldn't! I'd sell tickets and everything! A once in a lifetime experience - watching a mole man squint at the blinding sun! You can't replicate somethin' like that.
[He pauses though, and thinks. And looks at Soos like he's thinking about dressing him up for a weird Groundhog's Day exhibit at the Shack.]
Actually, nobody would know any better...
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Heh, even if they did know better, sometimes that's the whole point of paying for it! I've played enough bad video game sequels to know there's no turning back after a while.
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Of course Ford is going to complain. It's not like he'll leave his brother out here to rot or get attacked by giant spiders or worse, and he'll make damn sure Stan has to suffer through it until they're somewhere safe again.
He glares at the little fire pit Stan's making. So he knows some survival things. Great.]
Oh, right, of course you weren't listening. What a surprise. I hope you at least packed something for food that isn't junk and empty calories. And water?
[He's bitching because he cares.]
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Once his firepit's all set, he takes out a lighter and flicks it a few times until the fire starts to catch. Sure, he knows how to do it the old-fashioned way if he has to, but in a place with magic closets? it was one of the first things he grabbed.]
Yeah, yeah, I brought stuff, hold your horses.
[Stan tugs over his duffle bag and rummages through it. He starts pulling out his rations and...well, at least an effort was made. He has four large water bottles, which would be fine if the event was just a couple of days, but they're never just a couple of days. As for food, he brought beef jerky, which isn't the worst thing he could have packed, but he also definitely threw in at least three boxes' worth of snack cakes (they last forever!) and a large bag of marshmallows.]
Ta daaa!
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I guess we never got to go camping, huh?
[It would be so easy to start a fight over this, but helping Stan survive is what he's here for. He'd compliment the fire pit, but that might be pushing his patience a little too far.]
Keep those rations with you. They'll keep your energy going and we'll need it if we come across anything trying to kill us.
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[Dad would have thought it was a waste of time, and Ma just wasn't a fan of roughing it in any capacity whatsoever. Hell would've frozen over first.
Stan catches the rations and tucks them away with his supplies, and packs most of his own "rations" back up too. While he's annoyed Ford's been acting like he couldn't possibly survive on his own, he also knows better than to turn down free food in times like these. He leaves his marshmallows out though. There aren't any sticks, but he picked up a couple small rods along the way, and he tosses one Ford's way.]
We'll be fine. Besides, everyone's made it out to be like this is so dangerous and we've barely run into anything so far! Definitely nothin' we couldn't handle either.
[He seems very confident about all of this, as he loads up his makeshift roasting stick with at least four marshmallows.]
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Stan, I'm just worried. If the last few months have taught me anything it's that no matter how reckless you are, you always look out for your own self-preservation. There could be extreme dangers here we haven't yet encountered and no amount of punching with brass knuckles would keep you breathing.
[He tilts the roasting stick to evenly roast those marshmallows. He likes them just right. In fact, he can't remember the last time he had them...]
Even if we do find treasure, it may vanish once the event is over. It's not worth risking your life.
[Sounds an awful lot like Ford seems to care whether Stan lives or dies. Huh.]
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He's not even a fraction as concerned as Ford is, and can't even begin to understand why he should be. If his head were clearer, he might be able to concede that yeah, this is more danger than he would ever normally go running into, but right now it feels right. He brought food and water and marshmallows, and this has been weirdly fun. Plus, he's done stupid things for money before, so it's not that weird.
(Except those things weren't in a dangerous world that often tries to kill them, and they REALLY shouldn't be down here, but Stan shoves that thought to the back of his mind. His brain needs to stop being a killjoy.)]
Or it might not vanish! And then we'll have treasure and everyone who didn't come down here will have jack squat!
[Because that's gone so well for Stan before, like that weekend they had at the Mystery Shack. When he pulls his marshmallows out they're on fire, and he blows them out like a candle.]