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Mayfield Mods ([personal profile] mayfield_mods) wrote in [community profile] welcome_rpg2012-06-30 02:37 pm
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welcome to mayfield: day 2



[Day two of whatever this place is dawns bright and cheerful. Not much seems to have changed; the carnival is still standing, the town still empty of drones, the sky still bright blue and --

-- hang on, what was that? Did some sort of crack just appear in that patch of sky?

...oh, it's gone now. Must have just been your imagination. Anyway, there's no time to waste staring aimlessly at the sky, not when there's more friends showing up! Lucky there's more than enough food to go around, eh?]


OOC: If your character damages or affects the carnival or town in a noticeable and normally permanent way, please comment here.

OPEN! If your character was on the list of characters arriving on Day 1 or Day 2, they may comment here. All questions belong here.
truffulacide: (but it's always darkest before the dawn)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[the relief of seeing her in one piece does little to quell the animal panic threatening to overtake him. he gives her a look as if she's gone crazy, and it's very evident that he doesn't hear a word she's saying. his ears are hammering with red hot, spiking pain, much worse than even the worst ear infections he's had as a kid.

he grabs his axe again and, with wild abandon, swings at one of the windows. it explodes in a flurry of glass and he points wildly at it, urging her to go through.]
hairflyingheartpounding: (Rescue Rapunzel away!)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rapunzel grabs his hand and tugs, moving towards the window. She's scared beyond all reason, but she's not leaving him behind.]
truffulacide: (you look back darkly on the day)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[the gesture sinks in pretty deeply even if he can't hear a word she's saying. reading lips was always one of those really cool talents he always wished he had, right up there with tying cherry stems into knots with his tongue and burping the alphabet.

taking her hand, he helps her up onto the window seal and follows her closely behind once she situates herself out.]
hairflyingheartpounding: (It's delicious.)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Once they're both out, Rapunzel gestures for him to bend down towards her with one hand, taking up a bit of her hair in the other.]
truffulacide: (i can never leave the past behind)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[to do that, he has to stop cupping his ears. his hands are shaky when he removes them, and at once, a big rush of warm water starts gushing out.

oh. not water, he notes when he sees some of it trickle down onto his fingers. blood.

he crumples again to his knees, this time willingly.]
hairflyingheartpounding: (The flower gleams and glows)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[She holds her hair tight beneath her chin, so it encases her own bleeding ears, than takes the bit she was holding and loops it around his head. She wants to tell him it's going to be okay, but she knows it's pointless. So she jut sings, slowly and fumbling.]
truffulacide: (and i'm damned if i don't)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[if the circumstances permitted it, he'd crack a joke about how silly he looks, but even so, it would lose its impact simply because she looks so stunning when she starts singing. he doesn't even have to hear the words; just being next to her in this warm glow is enough.

it's not much, but he hopes the way he leans his head against waist will help with the fumbling. sometimes just feeling that there's someone right beside you can make all the difference in the world.]
hairflyingheartpounding: (Rapunzel's a princess; if only she knew)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[It really can, and perhaps it even helps her get the words out more clearly as she goes on, unsure of what's in her head; her memory, and what she's hearing aloud, if anything.

Whens he's done, she crouches beside him, carefully unwrapping her hair from around his head.]


Can you hear me?
truffulacide: (you drove me off the road)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[it feels good. warm and comforting, like laying under the afternoon sun. he could fall asleep to this sensation, he thinks. it's her voice that snaps him out of his daze, causing him to look up at her with owlishly wide blue eyes.]

I... [woah. he never thought hearing his own voice would be so surreal.] ...Y-Yeah. I think.

[he exhales slowly, his heart still hammering away like a drum but at least the anxiety is starting to dissipate.]

That really hurt. [putting it mildly.]
hairflyingheartpounding: (Verge of tears)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[She smiles weakly when she hears him speak. It's odd, but welcome, to hear sound again, and she slowly but surely becomes aware of the background noise all around them.

And then her smile fades and she finds herself unable to hide how she's fighting back tears.]


I'm... So sorry. That was all my fault... I shouldn't have kept going. If I didn't have my hair... I mean, you could be deaf, o-or worse...

I'm sorry
truffulacide: (tired of everything?)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[climbing to his feet is a shaky affair, but he makes it work anyway. regardless. that sure was A Thing back there, huh.

his ears are still ringing and he's blinking rapidly for some indiscernible reason, but nothing is enough to distract him from - that. immediately, his hands fight their way to her shoulders.]


H-Hey, it's - it's fine! I already went deaf once; it's not that bad. With the way I play guitar, it was bound to happen sooner or later.

[okay, that was a bad joke. but they're his crutch in situations like this, so whaddaya gonna do.]

...We're in this together. It's no more your fault than it is mine. [he wipes some blood away from her collar.] We didn't know.
hairflyingheartpounding: (Hopeful)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
...But--

[We're in this together. How can he still mean that, when she could have ruined everything by being... Immature. Gullible. Naive. Old insecurities flow back to her, but she still looks up at him with hope.]

Still? We're still in this together? Even after what I did?
truffulacide: (but oh - those polaroid babies)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh-huh. You saved my life. Believe it or not, that's a big deal.

[a really big deal. he supposes you can't really be self-loathing until you mean what you say about wishing you were never born. if you're afraid to die, then there must be something about yourself that you still love.

it's a little like hope.]


You're my hero.
hairflyingheartpounding: (Never let go; okay?)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[That gets her back on her feet, scrambling to hug him. It's just the thing she needed to hear to get her self-confidence back, really.]

We... We should rest. [She's not planning on letting go anytime soon, though. So he can just work with that, right?]
truffulacide: (and our love is pastured)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[he's used to Bar-ba-loots hanging off of him, so. same principle.]

I'll say. I've had enough of things trying to kill me for one day.

...What was that back there?
hairflyingheartpounding: (A crown?)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Y-yeah... Oh! It said... Lucille.

Do you think that's the redhead woman? I mean, her picture was everywhere in the tunnel; maybe this whole place is... A dedication to her or something. In an incredibly creepy and insane way.
truffulacide: (i found the devil in me)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lucille, Lucille... now where has he heard that name before?]

Isn't Lucille short for Lucy?
hairflyingheartpounding: (Shy)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not sure. That would make sense, though! They sound alike.
truffulacide: (i wanna leave with you)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a little girl who lives here named Lucy. She's... From what I've heard, she's the one who's pulling the strings. Really pulling the strings, I mean; as in, she's the one who kidnapped us.
hairflyingheartpounding: (A crown?)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
...Once-ler, what if that was a-a clue or a warning from someone who... Who was dying?
truffulacide: (he's a serious mister)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
If it is, did they really have to destroy our ears to get it across? A gentle roar would've sufficed.

Actually, why not give us the whole message? They should stop being so cryptic if they want us to help.
hairflyingheartpounding: (Are you serious?)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Because they were dying? I mean, I don't know about the scream, but...
truffulacide: (we'll be buying the funny farm)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
- Or it could have been a trap! Left by her. A dying person would be too busy, y'know, dying to bother with locking the door. Whatever it was wanted us to find that, and with everything else that's been going on around here, I bet they're not doing it because it gives them a warm, fuzzy feeling inside.
hairflyingheartpounding: (Clean up time!)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-01 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Normally she'd accuse him of being paranoid, but... Okay, yeah. He has a point.]

Okay. So it's a trap. And we escaped. So... Now what?
truffulacide: (on the outside looking in)

[personal profile] truffulacide 2012-07-01 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[he sighs.]

Well, I saw some people heading towards a church down the street. Let's...give that a try. Maybe we can get some sleep there.

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