http://bestdigger.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bestdigger.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] dizzy_land2006-12-07 09:43 am

A sudden revelation: Open RP

((Takes place a couple of days after Musical Day.  Much like last time, start a new comment thread when your character shows up.))

In the classic manner of all great ideas, this one came to Sallah at an unlikely time.

He dreamed he was walking through the Temple of Mara -- the original, not the replica.  Before him was the cistern, and within he could hear a tap-tap-tapping of metal on stone, and a voice: Becker's.  He leaned forward to hear what the man was saying, but it was faint, so faint -- six feet ... down ... below ... below ... six feet ... more ...

He leaned further into the cistern, straining to hear, and then his foot slipped and he fell, down into darkness --

-- and Sallah sat bolt upright on his cot.

Of course!

The entire entrance display to the Indiana Jones Adventure was underground.  More than six feet underground -- past the putative barrier that they'd encountered!

He burst out laughing and, too excited to sleep (dawn was still at least a couple of hours away, he guessed), scrambled out of bed and dressed.  He scrawled a note on a scrap of paper, grabbed a pickaxe, shovel, and lantern and headed out, first to tack the note onto the front gates of Adventureland, next to fill a rucksack with food and water, and then onward to the Indiana Jones Adventure itself.  He descended into the tunnels and when he'd reached a suitably deep spot -- as best as he could tell -- he set up operations.

The walkway shattered most satisfyingly when he smashed into it with his pickaxe.  This was more like it.

***

The note tacked to the Adventureland gate read:
Not done exploring yet.  Continuing work inside the Indiana Jones Adventure.  All are welcome to join.  --Sallah

[identity profile] snitchnicker.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Not done yet? Did this mean that they had potentially found a way out?

James headed towards the Indiana Jones Adventure as fast as he could.

[identity profile] snitchnicker.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good morning to you too," James said, and looked around. Then his face broke into a grin. "Starting from below ground this time, are we?"

reposting for the very simple fact that I can't notice jack...

[identity profile] hidden-paw.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Macavity studied the note for a moment, then grinned the kind of grin that did not bode well for this 'Sallah'. He hadn't actually met the man yet, and considering the fact that most of the humans he had met in this place seemed frightened or suprised by his obvious difference in species, and also the one that he was so bored that had he been in his own domain he would have killed a few people by now...exploring seemed like a very good idea indeed.

He'd only just reached the entrance to the ride when the sounds of destruction reached his sensitive ears. The Jellicle followed the noise until he encountered a fat man working tirelessly at a hole in pathway, with thinner man who smelled of magic talking to him. He crept up behind them and growled softly, before darting silently back into the shadows before either man could possibly notice him.

[identity profile] snitchnicker.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yessir," James said cheerfully, picking up a pickaxe for himself and enchanting once again with his back turned to Sallah.

[identity profile] hidden-paw.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Macavity grinned to himself, and mentally told the man very firmly that the shadows where far too dense for even the lantern to pierce, before slipping around and behind him to stand by the hole, behind the thinner one.

[identity profile] snitchnicker.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
James started as well, though he kept both hands on his pickaxe. He frowned, held it still, and peered into the darkness. For a moment he thought it might just be a stray animal, then he realized that he hadn't actually seen much more than a duck as far as animals went since he got here. "It was probably nothing," James said slowly, more because his pickaxe was eager to start working again than because he actually believed that.

[identity profile] snitchnicker.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
A shiver ran down James' back, and he stopped his pickaxe again, turning around quickly.

[identity profile] tas-wanderlust.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Explore? Oh boy!

"What are you exploring?" Tas asked, seeming to appear out of no where beside Sallah.

[identity profile] hidden-paw.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, now this he really couldn't resist. He moved from behind James to behind kira, and leant close enough to breathe on the back of the boy's neck.

"Boo." He murmured in his ear.

[identity profile] tas-wanderlust.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh dear, you seemed to have dropped this," Tas said, offering the pickaxe to the man. "You should really take better care of your things, don't you? You'd be surprised at the amount of things people drop.

"I'd imagine there'd be a lot of dirt under the park, wouldn't you? I mean, that seems like the logical conclusion, right? I'm hardly young though. I haven't been young for a very long time. But how very rude of me!" He held out his hand. "My names Tasslehoff Burrfoot, but all my friends call me Tas." Which basically meant almost everyone, since Tas thought of everyone like his friend, and less most people could say to Tas, the happier they were.

[identity profile] snitchnicker.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"It was nothing," James muttered, peering into the shadows again. He decided to lift the enchantment off of the pickaxe though. It seemed to be giving him more trouble than it was worth.

[identity profile] tas-wanderlust.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wow, really?" Tas asked, looking excited. "So, you don't think it would be here? I wonder what is under here. Can I help? It sounds exciting."

[identity profile] tas-wanderlust.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Tas took the shovel which was a little too big for him and nodded. "Of course I can!" Tas said, and began to do just that, looking like he actually knew what he was doing, though he was doing it a little too enthusiastically.

[identity profile] hidden-paw.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
There is certain feeling of intense power to be had when you realize than where you can see perfectly well, other might as well be sightless cave-fish for all they can see, and he grinned to himself in the darkness.

He growled against, louder, then laughed, a well-toned meglomaniac's cackle that felt oh-so-very good to indulge in once in a while, and moved to the opposite point of where the echoes came, swift and silent as a shadow himself.

[identity profile] kuchiki.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Rukia took time enough showing up, but when she did get there, the girl was all business. "Is there anything I can do, Mr. Sallah?" she asked, eyeing the shovels hopefully, but still waiting for an assignment before making any move.

[identity profile] hidden-paw.livejournal.com 2006-12-07 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
And in the deepest, darkest shadows, Macavity was doubled over with silent laughter.

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