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entrancelogs2016-05-09 03:19 pm
beatupgrass) wrote in entrancelogs2016-05-09 03:19 pm
if he loved the poor than he would have sold his mansion made of solid gold
Who: Rocket and YOU
Where: Deep Roads
When: During the event.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Rocket goes looking for treasure, has some feelings about a tree, and gets a new weapon.
The Story:
OPTION ONE
A promise of treasure is enough to get Rocket to consider the possibility that this ridiculous thing Wonderland has thrown at them today is worth the risk if only for the potential reward. And it's not long into his trek. As he wanders the dwarven cities, scowling at each statue with their useless stone weaponry and not an ounce of gold or treasure or anything worthy of his love of shiny objects, his eyes light on something that is neither shiny nor any kind of treasure.
At least not the tangible kind. His normally cruel amber eyes turn a bit sober as he catches the sight of the peaceful tree and without thinking, he approaches it, tilting his head. "Aw man, don't get me all choked up now, Wonderland," he mutters to himself, trying to sound harsh, but nostalgia kicks in. Dammit, it's been almost two years since he showed up here, hasn't it? And he's never gone home, not even once.
"You must be stupid or somethin', growin' in a place like this," he says, as he circles the tree, knowing damn well that it's not going to talk back. He hesitates and presses a tiny paw against the bark. "Yeah, you heard me. I called you stupid. He'd pull some dumb stunt like this too, probably."
He's having a moment. Don't mind him. At least he's pretty sure he's alone right now.
~*~
OPTION TWO
As it turns out, while Wonderland saw fit to embarrass him with trees growing in strange enough places to almost seem like it was put there specifically for him to get nostalgic over, the one treasure he found also happened to be nearby.
Though it's a bit of a questionable treasure, as he works his way back up through the Deep Roads, he finds it to be a particularly useful one when his guns run out of charges and he's forced to use it to keep enemies at bay.
There's just something hilarious about a tiny raccoon, waving a giant spoon-shaped maul at giant spiders, the occasional deepstalker swarm, and probably some nugs too, because he's in just that much of a bad mood at this point in his existence.
Stupid Wonderland.
Where: Deep Roads
When: During the event.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Rocket goes looking for treasure, has some feelings about a tree, and gets a new weapon.
The Story:
OPTION ONE
A promise of treasure is enough to get Rocket to consider the possibility that this ridiculous thing Wonderland has thrown at them today is worth the risk if only for the potential reward. And it's not long into his trek. As he wanders the dwarven cities, scowling at each statue with their useless stone weaponry and not an ounce of gold or treasure or anything worthy of his love of shiny objects, his eyes light on something that is neither shiny nor any kind of treasure.
At least not the tangible kind. His normally cruel amber eyes turn a bit sober as he catches the sight of the peaceful tree and without thinking, he approaches it, tilting his head. "Aw man, don't get me all choked up now, Wonderland," he mutters to himself, trying to sound harsh, but nostalgia kicks in. Dammit, it's been almost two years since he showed up here, hasn't it? And he's never gone home, not even once.
"You must be stupid or somethin', growin' in a place like this," he says, as he circles the tree, knowing damn well that it's not going to talk back. He hesitates and presses a tiny paw against the bark. "Yeah, you heard me. I called you stupid. He'd pull some dumb stunt like this too, probably."
He's having a moment. Don't mind him. At least he's pretty sure he's alone right now.
~*~
OPTION TWO
As it turns out, while Wonderland saw fit to embarrass him with trees growing in strange enough places to almost seem like it was put there specifically for him to get nostalgic over, the one treasure he found also happened to be nearby.
Though it's a bit of a questionable treasure, as he works his way back up through the Deep Roads, he finds it to be a particularly useful one when his guns run out of charges and he's forced to use it to keep enemies at bay.
There's just something hilarious about a tiny raccoon, waving a giant spoon-shaped maul at giant spiders, the occasional deepstalker swarm, and probably some nugs too, because he's in just that much of a bad mood at this point in his existence.
Stupid Wonderland.
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To be fair, it's easy for your ears to fail you when you're caught up in the moment of talking to a tree, but Rocket feels utterly betrayed by being caught off-ground and he whirls around to see who just spoke. "NOBODY. I WASN'T TALKIN' TO NOBODY. MIND YOUR BUSINESS."
That would be more intimidating if he weren't borderline hysterical that he got caught being a sap.
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Well, there are monsters down here...
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At least he's honest. It would, at least, shake the niggling nostalgia and sadness out of his tiny furry body. He lowers his voice, stepping closer and allowing his hand to fall away from his weapon. "What's the point of these events if you don't get a few licks in, kid? It's about the only stress relief we get in this hole."
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He wanders away from the tree, searching the statues for anything of note. The least he can do if he's going to suffer all this indignity is find some treasure or something.
"If you see anything cool, I got first dibs. Got it?"
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"Geez, these guys were sure ugly."
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Honestly not the weirdest thing Bubblegum's seen, though it comes close. She has a hazmat suit on and has been collecting samples of all sorts of things. Some people search for treasure, but science is its own reward for her. A pretty dangerous reward in this place.
When she sees Rocket, she draws her own gun and zaps it at one of the spiders he's fighting. SHe might not like him, but she's not about to let him die.]
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[one of the spiders tries to come up behind him and his ears catch its movements before it gets too close allowing him to duck and roll and then bring the maul down on its head, not quite smashing it since he's not strong enough, but certainly giving it a lot to think about.]
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[ZAP shot another.]
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[so contrary, rocket.]
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[But she'll still shoot the ones he's not currently mauling.]
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[Gross. She zaps two spiders in quick succession.]
But this is more efficient.
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[She does seem to not be missing. Taking careful aim between each shot.]
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[one of the spiders he brained to near-death twitches and he wallops it again, splitting a hole in its head that oozes gore.] See?
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