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Mayfield Mods ([personal profile] mayfield_mods) wrote in [community profile] welcome_rpg2012-07-09 03:24 pm
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day 5



[The fifth day doesn't dawn at all. In fact, the sky simply isn't there anymore; the only thing visible if you look up is pure black nothing. Most of the carnival itself is no longer visible, having been blanketed by thick white fog; any attempt to enter said fog will result in your body rapidly disintegrating. The street at least still seems to be intact, but with no way out and the fog slowly creeping in, who knows how long that'll last?

Luckily, it seems like the cavalry has finally arrived.]


(OOC: This marks the last day of the event! Anyone who has won a prize from Mayfield's carnival will be able to access both Mayfield and this area through the funhouse, and will be able to take one person with them on each trip they make. If your character is not rescued by the end of the day, they will be disintegrated by the fog and will wake up the next morning in Mayfield with the standard revival effects. You are free to comment in this post regardless of whether your character signed up for the event.)
a_gentle_boy: (Cheerful)

[personal profile] a_gentle_boy 2012-07-10 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Since you've had fruit?

[Lucas nods in understanding. It's been very exhausting trying to survive on just the cookies and things he's brought with him. ...Although he sounds a little bit mad, too.]

You should eat a lot when you get back. I'm looking forward to it, too. ...Ah, it's right ahead, miss. Let me know if you can see the hole; no one else has been able to so far.

[He points to the black rift through the hall of mirrors which is quite evident to his eyes.]
hairflyingheartpounding: (Sorry... I guess I'm a little jumpy)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-10 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Um, no. Shampoo...

[She makes an appreciative sound at the thought of food.]

Yes, that sounds perfect. But... I don't see anything. I'm sorry.
a_gentle_boy: (Surprise)

[personal profile] a_gentle_boy 2012-07-10 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! ...Shampoo is good, too. I really need a bath.

[He doesn't seem too surprised that she can't see it. The table doesn't slow down as it continues to approach.]

I'm not sure why, but I think it has something to do with bringing something here from the carnival there.
hairflyingheartpounding: (Neutral)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-10 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
I wonder--

You know? For once, I don't need to know.
a_gentle_boy: (Resolve)

[personal profile] a_gentle_boy 2012-07-10 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Right. Just as long as someone can get through..

Hold on, miss. We're here.

[And through the rift they plunge. The sensation is a bit odd, but Lucas is used to it now.]
hairflyingheartpounding: (Hopeful)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-10 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[A strange sensation, and then... They're on the other side. She gasps; in truth, she wasn't sure it would work.]

...Thank you.
a_gentle_boy: (Ready)

[personal profile] a_gentle_boy 2012-07-10 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
[The table emerges into a carnival that is definitely not falling apart at the seams. Lucas will hop off and help Rapunzel down because he is a gentleman that way.]

You should get some rest, miss! Don't worry; I won't come back until I find Mr. Once-ler.

[or his body]
hairflyingheartpounding: (Never let go; okay?)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-10 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[He's getting a quick hug, as she crouches down to do so, and then hops up and nods.]

Thank you so much. Again. For everything.
a_gentle_boy: (Embarrassment)

[personal profile] a_gentle_boy 2012-07-10 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
A-Ah, I'm just glad I can help, miss. Take care!

[Lucas will flush rather red at the hug before he scrambles back onto the table and retreats back with a wave.]

I'll see you again in a bit!
hairflyingheartpounding: (Clapclapclap!)

[personal profile] hairflyingheartpounding 2012-07-10 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Rapunzel waves back, until he's out of sight. Then, she runs off, intent on finding her friends who never were trapped in the first place.]