Carnivale!

[jigoku_mod]

[ WHO ]: ALL! Mingle log.
[ WHERE ]: Jigoku's Carnival Grounds
[ WHEN ]: All through the carnival's stay! But mostly on the first night.
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: OPEN
[ RATING ]: TBA
[ WARNINGS ]: 2 SPOOKY
[ NOTES ]: Information post here!


Rides
Souvenir Stalls
Game Stalls
Food Stalls
Freak Show

Comments

[triggeringbiggering]

... This one looks the least demanding.

[He doubts it won't be demanding but... it didn't look quite as ominous as the others. The boats go through with shadowy masked patrons on them and come out with the shadowy masked patrons still on them. Whatever is in the tunnel doesn't really matter then?

He huffs and breath and begins to walk towards the nearest boat.]

[musicolombe]

Oh, don't tell me you're afraid.

[Yeah, Sakuya still hasn't really gotten the message. He falls in step with the Once-ler, looking as flippant is ever.]

[triggeringbiggering]

[Oh, hey. His roomie. Once-ler wonders if he's going to be joining him on the boat, and so holds it steady and waits for him to clamber in.]

Me? Scared? Heh. [He gives a little laugh. It sounds kind of self-depreciating.] Only some of the time.

[musicolombe]

[Clamber? Never.

...Well, maybe a bit. New, unfamiliar body coupled with a boat does make him incredibly ungainly and he sits as soon as he's able, looking much more flustered than he'd have liked.]

I'm not frightened by this place. I won't allow myself to be intimidated in such a crude fashion.

[triggeringbiggering]

[The Once-ler flops in beside him, giving a faint 'heh' of laughter again.]

I remember when I thought like that.

[The boat starts to move off.]

[musicolombe]

Don't you laugh at me. Some of us are made of sterner stuff.

[It gets dark alarmingly quickly once they pass into the tunnel, and though Sakuya can't see much and assumes the other man can't either, he does his best not to look nervous.

In the distance, there's a faint caw.]

[triggeringbiggering]

[He sits bolt upright in the boat at that sound, not even about to reply to Sakuya's comment.]

.... What was that?

[musicolombe]

I-it sounded like a crow. My butler was a crow, you know; they're not so frightening.

[He had started, though, and there was a waver in his voice. So it was a bit ominous. So what?]

[triggeringbiggering]

[Poor Once-ler. When you're old and sad and alone, the crows will be the only living things for miles around. For now though, they can be plenty concerning. Until he remembers...]

Crows? They - they're pretty helpful here, actually. Whew. [He huffs out a sigh of relief.]

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[Mika stops as she hears his voice, then makes a sharp sound of distress when she realizes where he's going. For a moment she looks like she wants to grab for him, only to shrink back, her painfully shrill keening sound only fading when she needs to inhale.

Instead of looking at the Once-ler though, she's staring up at the ride, her ears flattened to her scalp and her tail tucked firmly between her legs.]

[needahand]

Mika, ey! Little Mika! [Seth calls to her from a distance, waving and trotting over. He looks tired, his skin is pallid and his hair matted, but he's still smiling.] Some carnival, ey? I swore I would never again to one, bat, what can you do? With all the noise.

[fraternal]

Have you been on one before? You're supposed to just sit... so they'll probably just show us scary things... right?

[ weighing their options is difficult right now - he scoops Kimbra up to help her onto the boat with them, casting a cautious glance at the water below before stepping in after Once-ler. ]

This isn't the...funnest carnival, is it...

[triggeringbiggering]

Nope. But there's a chance to get some tape at some of these stalls, so I guess it's best to be here, huh...

[He smiles at Garry as he steps in, and then awkwardly settles his hand over his.]

[fraternal]

We can get some here? [ sounds shifty... ]

P-Probably if we get out. Keep your guard up, Once'. [ he'll squeeze his hand, already looking around. ]

[triggeringbiggering]

I'm not gonna drop it here. [He squeezes Garry's hand, eases his still healing leg, and then grips the taped shaft of his axe.] You keep a hand on Kimbra's back?

[The darkness of the tunnel swallows them up.]

[fraternal]

I've...got her.

[ Kimbra shuffles between them both, sitting on their hand as she curiously looks around in the dark. ]

[triggeringbiggering]

[Water laps at their boat. Once-ler peers around in the gloom.]

I don't get it. Aren't there supposed to be... hearts and stuff?

[fraternal]

D-Don't say that. What if they get live ones?

[ it really is...dark though. Kimbra whines again, shoving her snout under Garry's inner arm. ]

[triggeringbiggering]

[He swallows, but remembers the mannequin from their supply one. Organs, he decides, he can deal with. Sure they make him feel uncomfortable, but they're not terrible.]

I'm getting a mag light out. [He rustles in his rucksack.]

[fraternal]

...be careful. Something might pop out if there's light...

[triggeringbiggering]

[It comes on with a flare of light, making spots dance in the Once-ler's vision. Water laps at the side of their boat, but he can't see anything else.

Just hear a splash up above.]

[fraternal]

[ Garry's eyes snap forward, even with spots dancing in his own vision. ]

[triggeringbiggering]

[He clutches the light in white-knuckled hands.] What... was that...