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entrancelogs2017-01-16 05:50 pm
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I'M ALL THROUGHOUT HISTORY
Who: BILL CIPHER in all his triangular glory and YOU!
Where: Out and about the event
When: Throughout the Past Lives Event
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Pranking the visitors and terrorizing the locals, it's good to be out of the Mindscape!
The Story:
A.) HIDING IN THE HEIROGLYPHICS
[The pyramid isn’t the only structure for miles around. Every civilization has more than just buildings and if it’s not one of the passageways leading through the foliage, between patches of vegetation people may find half-covered walls with ancient writing and pictures dividing the occasional pathway. Surely they are worth a closer look? Those with a keen eye who wish to decode them may have a difficult time, however, as the second they look away the writing may rearrange its message. Did it really say REALITY IS AN ILLUSION a second ago?? And did… did that eye of Horus just wink at you?]
B.) TRAVELING with the TRIANGLE
“EVER-CHANGING GODS TO WORSHIP, PICTURESQUE SCRIPT THAT makes PEOPLE ARGUE over the MEANING OF EVERY COUPLE MILLENIA, a GIGANTIC GEOMETRIC PINNACLE OF RAW POWER? Yessir, THIS WAS a CIVILIZATION with STYLE!!”
[For once it seems, this event has Bill in a relatively good mood. It might be because it is the first time he can recall Wonderland granting him his own triangular form outside the mindscape, restricted though it may be—or possibly because you are doing all the work, the triangle’s near weightless body lounging somewhere on your person as you carry him through whatever obstacles his ineffectual limbs surely could not maneuver. Hopefully you agreed to him being there, or else this may be a tad awkward. Whatever of the circumstance, it would appear you now have a tour guide traveling with you whether you wanted one or not.]
“Even if HUMANITY RARELY gets it right. ONCE CONVINCED a HISTORIAN PYRAMIDS were the REMNANTS of an ANCIENT PRISM SHAPED RACE! HA! Idiots.”
[He’s liable to fall off eventually—it’s not his fault his body has the density of a dead leaf!-- Enjoy the company while you have it?]
C.) RUNNING WITH THE-- WHO FREAKIN CARES, RUN!!!!!!!
[He’s been warning about them for days, but nooooo you didn’t want to listen. You didn’t think the many impaled bodies around you possibly held relevance, you thought he was a liar and a monster and would NEVER tell the truth—well, you were right on that, its not like he brought them up through any altruistic motives; nevertheless, the undead natives of this realm seem to sprout by the dozen at your every turn, literally crawling from the woodwork when the massive pyramid finally comes into sight.
Chances are if you helped Bill travel earlier, he has promised safe travel through this area of the jungle—now would be the time to REMIND him of it; possibly by SCREAMING for his attention since he doesn’t seem too inclined to chitchat.
The 3 ft. triangle appears to be projecting something keeping the fiends at bay, but at the rate he is running, he’ll never make it to the structure before the vast approaching nightfall. And if he doesn’t owe you, well… nothing is stopping you from grabbing the little guy to wield for protection yourself. Just be warned, he doesn’t need a face to have teeth.]
OOC: A couple simple prompts to get you started, if you want anything with past lives or just want to throw me a random prompt, that's a-okay too! If you want to do any group threading in the RUN option and set up some rescue scenarios before running into Bill, go for it! Just let me know what you want, my plotting post is here~
Where: Out and about the event
When: Throughout the Past Lives Event
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Pranking the visitors and terrorizing the locals, it's good to be out of the Mindscape!
The Story:
A.) HIDING IN THE HEIROGLYPHICS
[The pyramid isn’t the only structure for miles around. Every civilization has more than just buildings and if it’s not one of the passageways leading through the foliage, between patches of vegetation people may find half-covered walls with ancient writing and pictures dividing the occasional pathway. Surely they are worth a closer look? Those with a keen eye who wish to decode them may have a difficult time, however, as the second they look away the writing may rearrange its message. Did it really say REALITY IS AN ILLUSION a second ago?? And did… did that eye of Horus just wink at you?]
B.) TRAVELING with the TRIANGLE
“EVER-CHANGING GODS TO WORSHIP, PICTURESQUE SCRIPT THAT makes PEOPLE ARGUE over the MEANING OF EVERY COUPLE MILLENIA, a GIGANTIC GEOMETRIC PINNACLE OF RAW POWER? Yessir, THIS WAS a CIVILIZATION with STYLE!!”
[For once it seems, this event has Bill in a relatively good mood. It might be because it is the first time he can recall Wonderland granting him his own triangular form outside the mindscape, restricted though it may be—or possibly because you are doing all the work, the triangle’s near weightless body lounging somewhere on your person as you carry him through whatever obstacles his ineffectual limbs surely could not maneuver. Hopefully you agreed to him being there, or else this may be a tad awkward. Whatever of the circumstance, it would appear you now have a tour guide traveling with you whether you wanted one or not.]
“Even if HUMANITY RARELY gets it right. ONCE CONVINCED a HISTORIAN PYRAMIDS were the REMNANTS of an ANCIENT PRISM SHAPED RACE! HA! Idiots.”
[He’s liable to fall off eventually—it’s not his fault his body has the density of a dead leaf!-- Enjoy the company while you have it?]
C.) RUNNING WITH THE-- WHO FREAKIN CARES, RUN!!!!!!!
[He’s been warning about them for days, but nooooo you didn’t want to listen. You didn’t think the many impaled bodies around you possibly held relevance, you thought he was a liar and a monster and would NEVER tell the truth—well, you were right on that, its not like he brought them up through any altruistic motives; nevertheless, the undead natives of this realm seem to sprout by the dozen at your every turn, literally crawling from the woodwork when the massive pyramid finally comes into sight.
Chances are if you helped Bill travel earlier, he has promised safe travel through this area of the jungle—now would be the time to REMIND him of it; possibly by SCREAMING for his attention since he doesn’t seem too inclined to chitchat.
The 3 ft. triangle appears to be projecting something keeping the fiends at bay, but at the rate he is running, he’ll never make it to the structure before the vast approaching nightfall. And if he doesn’t owe you, well… nothing is stopping you from grabbing the little guy to wield for protection yourself. Just be warned, he doesn’t need a face to have teeth.]
OOC: A couple simple prompts to get you started, if you want anything with past lives or just want to throw me a random prompt, that's a-okay too! If you want to do any group threading in the RUN option and set up some rescue scenarios before running into Bill, go for it! Just let me know what you want, my plotting post is here~
C.
He assumed that something would happen eventually. He assumed it would be happening inside the giant obvious pyramid, though, and there's the rub.
Morty is running for his life (per the norm) when he catches sight of, uh. Triangle Man. And he doesn't need to be a genius to see that that little guy just won't make the cut before it gets way too deadly around here. He wasn't necessarily putting all his attention towards finding someone who could use a hand, but he's also well aware that once he's seen someone in a bad position, he can't keep on running past them. 'Don't think about it' is a thing of the past. ]
Sorry about this-!
[ DON'T MIND HIM DUDE he's only here to scoop you up under one arm and try to continue his shriek-dotted break for the nearest giant pointy shelter. ]
Hahaha yes I love this! Just the way they should meet
“Whoah-woah HEY! WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?!”
[A couple people he might have expected this from, but this scream- however familiar- isn't one he can place at the moment. Bill's eye morphs into several rows of razer-sharp teeth, without preamble. Better start explaining, kid.]
“YOU HAVE TWO SECONDS TO-- LEFT- LEFT!!”
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I said sorry!
[ If he doesn't freak himself out thinking about how it's a mouth that doesn't move when this triangle speaks... he can find room to be glad that he's at least not being eaten by any of the small, not-human creatures in the vicinity yet.
Needless to say, he veers sharply to the left as instructed, generally hoping for the best. ]
Look, y-y-you're not gonna make it to the pyramid trying to run on your own even with the-- the hologram, projections, whatever! I didn't wanna leave you to get killed, a-and we're going in the same direction already! You know, as far as ideas go I think, that sounds like a pretty standard-sized one, to me!
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[It's like you're TRYING to piss him off!! The teeth are halfway into their bite when the demon pauses. WAIT-
Bill swivels his pupil to get a better glimpse of the imbecile carrying him when it all clicks. He DOES know this kid.]
"Turn-- TURN ME AROUND-!"
[The triangle orders, fussing to the point of trying to scramble onto Morty's shoulder himself, whatever it takes to rotate his body into facing the hoard hunting them down. His eye flashes red, stopping a portion of the onslaught in their tracks. It wouldn't work for long.]
"SO- we UH-- RIGHT!- we planning to RENDEZVOUS with that CHARMING PATERNAL RELATIVE of YOURS?"
[Because he sure as hell introduced himself by making a song out of your screams!]
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But it does raise another question, and one Morty's been confronted with since he first got to this fucked up dimension. Why do so many people know Rick and know enough about him to connect the dots? Rick never mentioned a triangle thing.
Well. Rick never mentioned a lot of stuff, he guesses.
Still, they're running for their lives and this is the priority. So questions the teen boy who would probably dead stop mid-run for boobs or whatever, let's be real. Still, the help with the horrible monsters who want them to die is worth it. Run like hell and hope you live through it, right? ]
W- no, look, I-I'm not here with Rick or whatever! If you wanna pal around with him, y-you can track him down after we get inside, okay? If anyone makes it in there in one piece, it's, it'll be him for sure!
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[OH, are they not getting on? Bill schools his expression into one of passive nonchalance at that little bit of news; a Morty not tailing a Rick is a fortunate circumstance indeed. Now settled on the boy's back and clutching his shoulders like a backpack, he reaches up to floof the child's hair.]
"NOPE. Think I'll STICK with the GUY who WON'T be TEMPTED to turn me into a SCIENCE PROJECT! Probably. Besides WHAT'S being RESOURCEFUL compared with-- OTHER WAY, KID!"
[Unless you want to run straight into the line of fire ahead.]
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Sometimes it's better not to look a gift horse in the mouth. Get out of the jungle alive, deal with the rest later, don't think about it, right? It doesn't even matter that the universe compliment-blocks him yet again. ]
SHIT!
[ For lack of a term more accurate to how much he hates these little zombie guys.
Morty doesn't lose too much of his momentum on the turn-around, at least-- definitely one of the benefits of getting used to running over the past couple of years. ]
Why do they always have to be so, so determined?
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[You're doing GREAT kid; with all that attention you're calling to your spindly legs, these creatures will be sure to eat you first! Bill seems all too content to lounge on Morty’s back, but after a wayward dart lodges itself between one of his bricks his mood swiftly changes.]
"UGH, seems I have to remind these losers who the Nightmare in charge around here REALLY is. WHATEVER you DO, KID, DON’T. WATCH. THIS!!”
[As Bill faces away, what Morty will hear next can only be described as a cacophony of pure violence dipped in terror with a bit of insanity sprinkled on top and possibly a trace of lemon; so much so that it is hard to tell whether the sounds emitting are those of the creatures behind him or some ungodly force from a realm beyond— but hey! Whatever gets the job done, right?
When they break past the last line of foliage the pyramid is in sight! True, that’s because it's massive and perspective is lying temptress, but surely it’s closer than before!]
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It's undeniable that Bill gets infinitely more creepy in telling Morty not to watch whatever's about to happen next, just as it's undeniable that the sounds following that suggestion are ungodly. Morty will probably never recall them in full, perfect detail, but he feels like sometimes they'll be stuck lingering in the back of his thoughts. Seeing the pyramid get even slightly closer is a huge relief. ]
Jesus, w-w-what the hell kind of species are you even supposed to be, to go and- go and do that kind of stuff?!
[ This week a fourteen-year-old wonders if picking up strangers is an inherent mistake. ]
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“WELL I’m NOT SCARY TERRY, I'll say THAT MUCH!”
[‘bitch!’ He floofs Morty's hair. Looks like absolutely nothing is chasing them now; try not to think too hard on that one.]
"JUST CALL ME a ONE of a KIND--! OR if you don't want to be RUDE ABOUT IT, you could use the ACTUAL MONIKER for my IDENTITY."
[Hasn't anyone ever told you its better to ask for names before species? Bill perks up as the triangular safe haven finally reaches an approachable distance. And hops off Morty's shoulder to land effortlessly with his cane-- when did he get a cane? Eh, not important.]
"Phew! Looks like this is OUR stop! Thanks for the LIFT, KID. Oh- when you're DONE NOT SPEAKING to EACH OTHER, tell SANCHEZ BILL CIPHER sends his REGARDS."
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Morty is absolutely going to try not to think about that, ever again. He's also not going to ask how exactly Bill Cipher knows that Rick's his grandpa and they're not speaking. Part of him just kind of shrivels up in primal terror at the idea of asking. Sometimes it's better not to know.
In any case, he's glad he doesn't seem to have gotten on Bill's bad side. Who knows, maybe he's less weird outside of events. ]
Uh.... y-yeah. Okay, sure. [ If they get to speaking terms again, assuming he hasn't forgotten by then. ] A-and thanks for the help with the monsters? There were a couple pretty close calls back there, so.
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[Bill waves it off noncommittally. Keeps him from owing you any sort of debt for snatching him up, so hey, what are self-serving dealmakers for?]
“ONE GOOD TURN, DESERVES ANOTHER and all that jazz.”
[He tips his hat cordially, his annoying screechy tone a stark contrast to the gentlemanly conduct.]
“ANYWAY; got places to be, problems to cause-- LATER, MOONMAN!!”
[Next time the kid blinks, he’ll be gone.]