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Post by Gelquie on Oct 28, 2018 6:00:25 GMT -5
You find yourself standing before a gate, one that clearly stands out compared to the rest of the neighborhood. It towers before you, the doors solid and dark... or at least, you assume they're doors, but they don't seem to have a way to open; a sliding door, maybe? The walls reach up in a way that you highly doubt you can climb. You step back enough that you can see what's further inside. Beyond the gate seems to be a dirt road leading up a hill to a tall tower-like mansion, of which you're not sure how it's still standing. You can't make out much of the details from here, but it doesn't look like they've used consistent material; you can see light and dark occasionally mixing and contrasting each other. You think you see a small creek trickling down the side of the hill going away from the gate, although you can't see where it begins. Hmm, it doesn't look like a house lit up for trick-or-treat. But you think you see a lantern or some sort of light further ahead towards the archway of the house. Close enough! You go to the doorway and press the buzzer. No answer. Hmm. You buzz it again. You suddenly see a lavender light glowing and rising around you. You look down and find that at the foot of the door seemed to be some sort of ring with runes etched in the ground. Ah, you didn't expect this, what is it going to do to--? You blink, and you find yourself at the foot of the manor, the light quickly fading around you. You get a better look at the manor. The contrasting materials, as it turns out, are a result of rooms and expansions being slapped on to the building without any regard for its previous construction, and even then you can see materials were changed part-way through building it without any regard of matching colors. The porch you stand before looks the most consistent, made of a dark wood. You hear a trickling and see the stream heading down the hill towards a small lake. Except it doesn't seem to have a riverbed for it; it looks new. In fact, the source seems to be... from some of the mansion's windows? You don't get a chance to explore the area further because you've been accosted by a resident who seems... human? Elven? You can't actually tell. Nevermind, judging by the robes, their magical-looking jewelry, and the ball of magical light in their hand, you decide they must be a magician of sorts, although not one you've ever met or heard about. “Ah, I'm sorry, I thought you were my... my Master. You must be trick or treaters. Sorry, um, my Master left me behind to take care of you; they're too busy to attend you with the usual tricks. I had some plans, but um, it kind of... fell apart. You see--” You vaguely hear a window from above and around the corner creak open and you both turn your heads in time to see another column of water fall and join the river. “Yeah. And that's just one. That river wasn't there before... they... Oh, it's all a pandemonium of disaster! I messed up, I messed up! I was just trying to clean the place up before trick-or-treaters came, use some magical help decorating. But I messed up the spell! I thought it was working fine at first, but then--” The door opens, and you see... What is... is that...? “Another broom! Just... let it through.” The mage ushers you to the side, and what looks to be a literal broom with arms walks by and turns the corner around the side of the house, carrying a bag of garbage. “I...I guess I'll find out what they're throwing out later. And it's not just that one. I... I got in over my head. I enchanted a few and it worked great, so I enchanted another. And another. Some mops and buckets too. Except I got carried away. They were all cleaning, sure, but then mopping too much, cleaning too much, and when they ran out of things to clean they began rearranging things, and then... restructuring things. Taking areas as their own! I tried to end the spell, but I couldn't. Tried to tell them to stop, but they wouldn't listen to me! I finally took an axe and tried to hack at them, but that only made it worse; they multiplied! I tried anyway at a particularly stubborn one, thought if I reduced it to splinters that it'd die... But um. Now there's many tiny ones that've escaped into every hole of the house. I... I don't know what to do, the brooms have taken over!” They take a breath after speaking for so long, and they stand with their hands to their head. But before you can reach out to respond to them, they shake their head. “That's why I'm out here. I had to get away from it. At this point, I'm gonna wait for my Master to return at dawn. They're gonna scold me for sure, but at least they'll fix this. Until then...” They sigh. “I'm sorry, I know you're here for trick-or-treating. Thing is, they took all the Halloween candy I was gonna pass out, and I couldn't get it back. I think they're using it as a type of currency now or something. If you really want candy from me, you're gonna have to take it up with them.” They pause. “...Not that they're gonna do anything dire. It's hard to offend them. They'll just... move you if you really get in their way or try to stop them. If you really wanna go in, I'll give you a guide; they describe all the floors and what's on them that you can go into. You'll probably find brooms on any level you access. I was gonna give the guides out to trick-or-treaters once I finished everything, but, well, you know. If you ever lose it, there's more in the visitor's lounge on the center table. It's just to the right of the entrance. You can't miss it; it's just before the spiraling staircase in the middle that can take you to all the rooms. (Uh, and the elevator too. I know it looks rickity, but it works. Worked for the Master's last apprentice who needed it.)” “Oh, uh, I should mention. In most places, but particularly in the Visitor's Lounge, you'll find some holes in the wall. I think some brooms... escaped through there. Not that I'd go after them... ...I guess if you really wanted to, I could cast a spell to shrink you for some time. But I can't tell you what's through those holes. ...Or anywhere in the house, at this point." “If you ever want to leave entirely, and I don't blame you, see that spell circle just off the road there? Just stand in the circle and tap your heels together 3 times, and you'll be back where you were. Meanwhile, uh... I'll be here.” They gesture to a basket sitting on the porch railing, and then they sit down on a step, staring into space. As you grab a guide, you look around. You could go by the guide and decide which level to visit. You could even go around the house, though you doubt you'll find much outside besides the one broom that already walked by. Or, well, that magician seems down; they don't have anything to offer, but you could talk to them if you wanted. Or you could just leave, if you don't want to get into this, or if you only read long trick-or-treat introductions for fun. Well, the choice is yours. Where do you go? While you decide, you may decide to glance at the guide. You skip all the boring introductory details, “welcome to our manor, please only go the places we've marked, all other doors will be locked, you may not have access to all levels,” etc etc, and get right to the main details. B1: (No access) Cellar and Mechanical. Where everything is stored and all the mechanics and magic takes place. Anything you come across that doesn't seem to make sense, this room or some other magic explains it. Remember, we're wizards.
L0: Entryway, Visitor's Lounge, Kitchen, and Dining Elevator is towards the back of the entry hall, just after the spiral staircase.
Visitor's Lounge: If you're ever lost or need a break, come back here! This room is designed to accommodate our waiting guests. Make yourself at home. If you lose your guide, come back to this room.
Kitchen and Dining: To the left of the entrance, just a little past the Visitor's Lounge. The Dining Entrance is for our staff; it's a side chamber meant for making and preparing meals so they can deliver it right to the Dining Room next door.
L1: Parlour and Activities
A room for entertaining or holding any events. Or just for regular everyday activities if so desired. The room is open and expansive, and we often restructure it for whatever suits our purposes.
L2: (Private Area; no access)
L3: Cleaning, Laundry, and Bath (Locked) FLOODED! Water contained by spell. Should have enough spaces to breathe and wade through. Enter with caution.
For all our basic needs!
L4: (Private Bedrooms; no access)
L5: Library and Study Hall
Our grand collection! Any studying that needs to be done is done here. Please don't damage the books, and please don't mess with the study materials left out by inattentive scholars. But otherwise enjoy the library, its displays, and all it has to offer!
L6 and beyond: More private areas; no access
L10: Arcane Observatory (Locked)
Where we observe all, and put our best scrying tools to the test! You may only access this area under the supervision of a wizard or well-ranked wizard's apprentice. See the other areas for now!
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Post by Shinko on Oct 28, 2018 7:11:03 GMT -5
The blood-red thylacine ghost with a skull for a face flicks an ear, looking amused. "I could very easily just pass through the walls of these off-limits areas. But I'll play your game. For now."
She seems to opt against the stairs, instead fwoosh-ing through the ceiling for several floors until she arrives at the flooded third level. Being a revenant, she has no need to breathe, and seems only marginally perturbed by the water inasmuch as her incorporeality means she sinks to the bottom without being able to swim properly.
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Post by Celestial on Oct 28, 2018 15:48:52 GMT -5
Jackie takes one look at the out of breath magician and sighs deeply. Her disappointment is written all across her face. You get the feeling she wears this expression a lot. She steps out of the way of the river of water. "I hope you have learned a valuable lesson. I am not helping you clean this up, by the way. I have enough to do. I can give the rest of DEACON a call, though I don't know what they can do here: demons are a varied species but they do not include brooms, as far as I am aware. Even enchanted ones," she groans as she realises what she just said. "Why do I end up in these situations?"
She hefts her laptop bag on her shoulder. "I really need to get some more work done. Do you have wi-fi? I think I shall go to the library and get some of these minute meetings typed up. The Boss has a lot of meetings she attends for whatever reason," Jackie begins to head upstairs towards the library. She takes out her laptop, plonks herself down on the desk, which mysteriously becomes covered in papers within a few seconds, and begins to type.
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Post by Liou on Oct 28, 2018 16:32:53 GMT -5
The next visitor to be teleported by the spell circle arrives in a swirl of a black, bat-like cloak. They adjust their dusty, old-fashioned suit jacket and grin with long, pointy fangs. The vampire then begins to walk with their hands curled to mimic claws on rather short arms, taking exaggeratedly tall, lumbering steps, and snarling. Just like someone attempting to impersonate a dinosaur.
"Here we are, coming for tricks or treats at a very large manor," the vampire says to someone nearby - a surveillance camera? A very well-hidden camera crew? "It's not as large as the castle we used to have, but it will have lots of food inside, and lots of humans coming for tricks or treats."
They listen to the apprentice's explanations in polite silence, their hands still faintly mimicking claws while they grasp the guide. Then the vampire raptor waves their hand in front of the apprentice's eyes. "You will see only someone in a very good raptor costume, coming in for the tricks or treats!"
They skulk towards the dining room, hissing every now and then to stay in character. "So we should find food," they whisper to the invisible camera, "like basghetti dinner to lure humans."
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Post by Thorn on Oct 28, 2018 18:20:37 GMT -5
A second vampire manifests less gracefully, with a screech and an indignant wail, faceplanting into the dirt.
"Vait!" they yelp, scrambling to their feet just as the first vampire disappears inside. "You haz ze map! I am lozt wizzout ze map!"
They glance about wildly, locating and snatching up another guide and giving the mage a cursory nod.
"Hello. You vill zee nothing straynge or veird or suzpicious. You vill zee only a very charming vampire in ze very charming raptor coztume. I mean. Um. Drat! You vill zee only a very charming human in ze very good, lifelike raptor coztume- much better than ze other raptor coztume. Zat one was clearly made on a budget. Ah. Ya!"
They scurry off after their presumed friend, making little screechy dinosaur noises and snapping their jaws as they go.
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 28, 2018 20:13:50 GMT -5
((Note: In each area, I'll be giving multiple prompts. You don't have to respond to all of them; they're just to give you options! Or you can ignore them entirely and do something else. Nothing's truly urgent here.)) The blood-red thylacine ghost with a skull for a face flicks an ear, looking amused. "I could very easily just pass through the walls of these off-limits areas. But I'll play your game. For now." She seems to opt against the stairs, instead fwoosh-ing through the ceiling for several floors until she arrives at the flooded third level. Being a revenant, she has no need to breathe, and seems only marginally perturbed by the water inasmuch as her incorporeality means she sinks to the bottom without being able to swim properly. "I, uh, you can still--" the magician pauses. "Well, alright then." You fly right up into the flooded third level, bypassing the warded doors entirely with your incorporeality. And... the magician was really not kidding when they mentioned just how flooded the place was. At its most shallow, you'd find yourself wading through deep water. No place ever seems filled to the ceiling, but there are places where you'd have to swim if you weren't a ghost. If there were any soaps or other things in the water, there's so much water that it's all been diluted at this point. As a result of that and your ghostlihood, you can see through the water just fine. The first part of the area is the laundry room. Washers and heavier baskets are sunk to the bottom, with clothes flowing slowly across the room. There's an area to hang clothes, some of which have been freed from their lines and are floating close to the bottom, having taken their hooks with them. There's some room towards the top, and there you see some baskets filled with a few clothes and... mops and buckets. Apparently the mops also realized they went over their heads, and have taken to the baskets to keep themselves out of the water. A few of the mops have dressed themselves in whatever garments are available. You could swear you saw two mops sharing a basket, one having adorned themselves in a dress with a scarf wrapped around themselves, while the other has adorned a work shirt, doing their best to paddle the basket away with a freed clothing hook. There are other variations of potentially-dressed mop couples in different baskets, doing their best to keep above water. A few mops don't seem to have made it, and they struggle at the bottom, gesturing for help. Some of the mops in baskets are looking down in concern at these mops, wanting to help them but not wanting to risk their own sinkings, and having nothing with which to aid them. In a different area of the room are the baths. You can't tell if they're on or not, because they're completely submerged. But you can feel a source flow emanating from that area, so the idea isn't too absurd. Some mops are trapped in some of the bathtubs, but a few of them don't seem to mind this. Some buckets are also sunk, with a few emptied buckets floating helplessly at the top. All the buckets and those in baskets are doing their best to fight against a flow driving them to the windows, where the water pours to the outside. There seems to be no end to the flooding. What will you do? Jackie takes one look at the out of breath magician and sighs deeply. Her disappointment is written all across her face. You get the feeling she wears this expression a lot. She steps out of the way of the river of water. "I hope you have learned a valuable lesson. I am not helping you clean this up, by the way. I have enough to do. I can give the rest of DEACON a call, though I don't know what they can do here: demons are a varied species but they do not include brooms, as far as I am aware. Even enchanted ones," she groans as she realises what she just said. "Why do I end up in these situations?" She hefts her laptop bag on her shoulder. "I really need to get some more work done. Do you have wi-fi? I think I shall go to the library and get some of these minute meetings typed up. The Boss has a lot of meetings she attends for whatever reason," Jackie begins to head upstairs towards the library. She takes out her laptop, plonks herself down on the desk, which mysteriously becomes covered in papers within a few seconds, and begins to type. The magician winces at Jackie's reprimands. "I know, I screwed up. I'd say I did. Thanks for the offer. Maybe I'll take you up on it. But my Master should be able to take care of it when they come back. You're right, they're not demons. That's one good thing about all of this." They think. "Um, we have limited wi-fi. It's turned off at certain hours so we can practice magic without interference. It should be on, last time I checked. But I don't know the state anymore. ...Um. Library's all yours, then? I don't know how considerate the brooms are, though." You go upstairs and make yourself comfortable in the library. It really is as grand as they say. Books lining up to the high ceiling, most of them old, almost circling around you. On the walls of the shelves, some have references, but some have amazing posters of wonderful magical feats, visages stranger than fiction, and the occasional motivational poster along the lines of "Hang in There!". There's probably more decorations around the room, if you decide to look. All among the room are brooms. Some of them are holding books themselves, either to re-file or to take down to pretend to read themselves. Which is quite interesting considering how they don't have eyes, but then they have to get around somehow, don't they? You wonder how they do it. Perhaps the magician could answer, if you're so inclined. Some smaller brooms are running around the library aisles, disturbing its patrons. A harried broom is hurrying after them, holding up a finger to its... stick in an attempt to shush them, but to no avail. Somewhere down one of the aisles, one of the ladders a broom was using has fallen, trapping the broom beneath. The broom doesn't seem too hurt, but they seem to be stuck, and are flailing for help. At some point, you give a cursory glance down one of the aisles and see another section of the room... Where brooms are stacking books upon books, as if to create a tower or a barricade. One broom is standing before it all, giving wild gestures you don't quite understand to the inhabitants, only for some of the inhabitants to give wild (and rude) gestures back. So many things you could do. Or you could continue to sit there and write reports for your job. How do you respond to what's around you, if you do? The next visitor to be teleported by the spell circle arrives in a swirl of a black, bat-like cloak. They adjust their dusty, old-fashioned suit jacket and grin with long, pointy fangs. The vampire then begins to walk with their hands curled to mimic claws on rather short arms, taking exaggeratedly tall, lumbering steps, and snarling. Just like someone attempting to impersonate a dinosaur. "Here we are, coming for tricks or treats at a very large manor," the vampire says to someone nearby - a surveillance camera? A very well-hidden camera crew? "It's not as large as the castle we used to have, but it will have lots of food inside, and lots of humans coming for tricks or treats." They listen to the apprentice's explanations in polite silence, their hands still faintly mimicking claws while they grasp the guide. Then the vampire raptor waves their hand in front of the apprentice's eyes. "You will see only someone in a very good raptor costume, coming in for the tricks or treats!" They skulk towards the dining room, hissing every now and then to stay in character. "So we should find food," they whisper to the invisible camera, "like basghetti dinner to lure humans." A second vampire manifests less gracefully, with a screech and an indignant wail, faceplanting into the dirt. "Vait!" they yelp, scrambling to their feet just as the first vampire disappears inside. "You haz ze map! I am lozt wizzout ze map!" They glance about wildly, locating and snatching up another guide and giving the mage a cursory nod. "Hello. You vill zee nothing straynge or veird or suzpicious. You vill zee only a very charming vampire in ze very charming raptor coztume. I mean. Um. Drat! You vill zee only a very charming human in ze very good, lifelike raptor coztume- much better than ze other raptor coztume. Zat one was clearly made on a budget. Ah. Ya!" They scurry off after their presumed friend, making little screechy dinosaur noises and snapping their jaws as they go. ((Since you're going to the same place, I'm putting yours together!)) The magician looks perplexed at the first vampi-- person a in very good raptor costumes, clearly only here for tricks or treats! “Uh, right, well, like I said, you're gonna have to get those inside, but you're welcome to go in, for uh... whatever you get out of it. Nice raptor costume, by the way.” The second one who seems to be a raptor companion hurries after, asking about the map. The mage freely offers them a second map, should the two become separated like they were at the start. The mage listens to the vamp--raptor--huma--raptor-- The magician puts a hand to their head, suddenly getting a headache. “You, uh... you do that, you... nice costume people... you... happy trick or treat...” They sit there for some time, confused, as you run inside. – The two of you head towards the dining room. And it's... certainly become something! What you postulate is the fact that brooms and buckets don't seem to need to eat. So what use do they have with a kitchen and dining room? Why crafting, of course! Brooms are taking various objects like pots, pans, utensils, other objects you'd find in a kitchen, and... of course, food itself. They seem to be gathering at the table, taking pieces of each and trying to put them together to invent something. Art? Something practical? It all seems to vary. Well, except for one broom, who seems to have taken to the idea of... performance art. They seem to have taken some objects and are trying to balance on some of them while juggling. This includes messy things. On occasion, the broom messes up, and the others sullenly go over to clean up the mess. You see some brooms trying to create their own art. One is trying and failing to make a pyramid entirely out of utensils, with the idea of putting some overly-large fruit on top of it on the off chance they do manage to construct that far. You see another group of brooms at a table. One of them is trying to make what looks to be abstract art on the table out of foodstuffs. Except another broom keeps trying to interfere and make the art more direct. They keep going back and forth and gesturing wildly at each other whenever this happens. A lot to do! It's up to you.
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Post by Celestial on Oct 29, 2018 7:25:53 GMT -5
Gelquie Despite the disturbance of brooms, Jackie keeps working, processing several purchase requests that have been requested. Under her breath, you can hear mumbles of "why do they need so many long coats in the first place?" she seems completely unfazed by the brooms running around. You get the feeling she is used to working in weirder conditions. This does not even register as a blip on her radar. Until, of course, they begin disturbing her work. As one of the small, loud brooms that is being chased by the "librarian" broom runs past Jackie, she gives it a death glare. "Would you mind?! I need to concentrate and I cannot do it without you making such a racket!" That is when she sees it. First the broom trapped under the ladder and then the stack. With a loud groan, Jackie gets up and snaps her laptop shut, striding over to the broom under the ladder. "That's an accident report. Do you have a logbook here? This could have easily been prevented by ordering better ladders with proper supports and giving proper ladder training to your employees. Now this happens," she pulls the broom out. "Where is your health and safety officer? Do you even have one? Because that-" She points suddenly to the brooms making a stack of books. "Is a massive fall hazard, trip hazard and several other hazards I can name. You stop and dismantle that at once before somebody gets hurt and you have to deal with a workplace accident. Honestly, and I thought our office was bad! At least we do not stack books like that...often...not since I have told them off for it," she glares at the brooms giving rude gesetures. "And watch your hands. That is completely unprofessional!"
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Post by Shinko on Oct 29, 2018 7:56:34 GMT -5
Gelquie Beech not being possessed of a wealth of compassion in her vengeful-ghost-state, she seems somewhat disappointed to have encountered so much chaos she can't make much worse than it already is. Drifting down to the bottom of the flooded area, she lets a film of ice form around her feet where they "touch" the floor and closes her eyes in concentration. Then she looks straight up, towards the mops and buckets fighting the current, and gives an unearthly shriek. Daggerlike spires of ice shoot up in all directions around her, and the water instantly becomes frigid. A vortex of supercooled water shoots up towards the surface, shoving the flailing cleaning supplies up with it's current and forming little ice floes underneath them.
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Post by Liou on Oct 29, 2018 9:35:37 GMT -5
GelquieThe vampire-raptor creeps more self-consciously, careful to hold their claws right, as Thorn catches up with them. "Don't make the hypnosis too complicated now, I don't know how long it'll last," they hiss worriedly while entering the kitchen. "Well this is nice! Look, all of their dishes are clean," the raptor tells their pack-mate with a meaningful eyebrow raise. They indicate one of the art installations. "Oh, do you think this would look nice back in the flat? You know, like on the dinner table? For when the humans come in?" After another mess is made on the floor, they grab a few newspapers and tea towels, hurry up to the broom attempting performance art and tentatively spread some around the broom. "Excuse me, maybe you want to protect the floor when you do this? Otherwise it gets slippery, and somebody could slip, see. You just put it on the floor first, and take off everything at the end, and then the floor is clean, nice and easy."
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Post by Thorn on Oct 29, 2018 18:38:54 GMT -5
( Gelquie Liou ) "Eeet vill be fine," the second vampire insists. "I am having faith in you and alzo mainly myzelf." They very carefully step inside the kitchen, clucking disapproval at the out-of-control brooms, before snapping back to attention as their companion speaks. "Ah! Yez, eez being very nize. Ze humanz do like a bit of art. Perhapz after ve stop by ze zupermarket? I eez having very special guezt tomorrow, and eez hearing humanz like ze ramen zeze dayz. Ramen is looking like vormz, ve can ztill do ze trick!" While their companion deals with the performer, the second vampire approaches ze the broom stacking utensils. "A vord of advize," they whisper conspiratorially. "Be putting zem utenzils avay. Your flatmatez may be getting stroppy eef zey zee zem like zis. I eez zpeaking from experience, you eez inviting dizharmony into zis houze!"
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 29, 2018 21:48:20 GMT -5
Celestial - The smaller brooms pause at Jackie's sudden outburst, seeming to wince at it. This gives the librarian broom enough time to catch up and hold two of the brooms by the top of their handles. The two brooms struggle, but don't escape as the librarian broom brings them aside. The formerly ladder-trapped broom seems overwhelmed by the series of comments and questions Jackie levels towards them, but they otherwise seem grateful at being rescued. For your perhaps enforced kindness, they reach into their straw and pull out a wrapped lemon drop and drop it in your hand. At the question of whether or not they have a health and safety officer, they give a little shrug. Then they think, then point to themselves. Did they just self-appoint themselves as the health and safety officer? They make a scribble gesture, indicating that they'll work on the ladder problem. They give a glance to the brooms stacking books and shake their head. They splay their hands out, indicating the enormity of the task Jackie is asking them to do. And indeed, the stacker brooms, at the insistence that they dismantle and stop making rude gestures... Stack more books and make more rude gestures. A few of them start tapping on the bookshelves, and you realize they're tapping to the tune of "Do You Hear the People Sing?". The now-appointed safety broom puts a hand to their handle and shakes their... body, I guess, from side to side. They scan the shelves, then pull out a book with a young, poor woman with a headscarf, standing in front of a flag of the colors red, white, and blue, in that order in vertical stripes. The space on the shelf where the book came from notes that several copies are missing. Before you can respond, the librarian broom returns with the two smaller brooms. The two smaller brooms bow their heads, reach into their straw, and each pull out a wrapped mini bag of sour candies for you. The librarian broom gives a little bow and sends the small brooms back off, where they proceed to behave. -- Gelquie Beech not being possessed of a wealth of compassion in her vengeful-ghost-state, she seems somewhat disappointed to have encountered so much chaos she can't make much worse than it already is. Drifting down to the bottom of the flooded area, she lets a film of ice form around her feet where they "touch" the floor and closes her eyes in concentration. Then she looks straight up, towards the mops and buckets fighting the current, and gives an unearthly shriek. Daggerlike spires of ice shoot up in all directions around her, and the water instantly becomes frigid. A vortex of supercooled water shoots up towards the surface, shoving the flailing cleaning supplies up with it's current and forming little ice floes underneath them. The sentient supplies seem incredibly alarmed by the entire display, having never encountered anything like this. But fear quickly turns to awe, both as the flow changes and the flailing cleaning supplies are sent to the surface and supported by the ice floes. A few of them touch the floes and the now-frigid waters. They don't seem fazed by the temperature change. In fact, they seem grateful for the rescue and the flow change in their favor, making it easy to stay away from the waterfall. One of the rescued mops gestures for you to wait and they gesture to another pair of mops in a basket to bring over one of the floating buckets. The pair obliges, and the bucket slowly drifts over to the mops waiting grasp. They pull out a water-proofed pack of ring-shaped hard candy and offer it to you. --- Liou Thorn - One of the brooms act flattered as you examine their art installation, and they begin to stand proud nearby. If you'd like, you can haggle with them for the art installation in question. The performer broom seems startled by the first vampire-raptor's interference, but then they seem to understand. They listen to the explanation and nod, giving them a salute. The nearby broom that was desperately trying to clean up mess after mess seems utterly grateful as well. They look to the performer broom and nod. The performer broom reaches into a nearby non-sentient container, pulls out a wrapped chocolate truffle and tosses it to the first vampire-raptor. The broom stacking utensils looks over to the second vampire-raptor and listen. They just stare for a while, then put their hands--arms?--around their stacking-installation protectively. They point over to another finished art piece, showing a glorious, eminently similar stacked tower of utensils. They seem to be trying to reproduce their own version of the piece, but aren't quite getting it right. In any case, they seem to show no sign or movement to put the utensils away.
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Post by Celestial on Oct 30, 2018 6:46:39 GMT -5
GelquieJackie stares at the lemon drop in her hand, frowning slightly. She does not look certain about eating something that has been in the part of the broom that is used to sweep up dirt. Deciding to put the problem aside for the moment, she puts the sweet in her pocket and puts her hands on her hips, gazing skeptically at the broom that had just appointed itself the health and safety officer. "I don't think you have the right qualifications, or even been within five hundred metres of a health and safety course," she sighs deeply. "I suppose I will just have to coach you. Even though I am nowhere near qualified to deliver training in health and safety." Following the "health and safety officer" broom, Jackie watches as they bring out the copy of the book and show it to her. However, she is infinitely more concerned with the missing copies. Tutting, she shakes her head. "Honestly, do they not have any sign out sheets or check out procedure for these books? I'm sure you can find out who has these books easily if you just followed procedure. Am I going to have to reorganise this whole place? I really have more than enough to deal with at DEACON." She is momentarily distracted by the two small brooms presenting her with candies at the urging of the librarian broom. Raising an eyebrow, she takes them and examines them. Unlike the previous candy, she seems more sure as there is a secure wrapping all around them that would protect them from the dirt. "Thank you," Jackie gives the brooms a nod. "But wait, hold on, er...Librarian?" She points to the books. "There are several copies missing here. Do you happen to have a check out procedure and database so you can locate who took these? Because I think you should have one if you do not. Also your books are not organised according to a proper system. Furthermore, you had no health and safety officer until just now. Plus that over there," she points to the barricade. "Is a fire hazard, trip hazard and several other types of hazard so I highly recommend it be dismantled immediately. Please work with this one to make it possible. Even if they are having a revolution, they should do so in a proper way that does not endanger their lives or the lives of bystanders. Do they have a union representative that can be spoken with or negotiated?" she turns to barricade of brooms. "Could your union representative please come out so we may speak to you regarding your grievance?"
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Post by Thorn on Oct 30, 2018 20:04:05 GMT -5
Gelquie LiouThe vampire nods and shifts their weight side-to-side, thinking hard. "Okidoki. I am thinking perhapz you zhould not zeek to imitate? You are your own perzon! Own broom, even! I vould think you could make zomething all of your own eef you only think outzide the box." They beam and nod, holding up their spooky lightbulb friend. "Zomebody made me a zpooky lightbulb! Eet eez very zpooky and unique, very zpecial, only one. You juzt need to find vhat makez you zpooky and unique, too!"
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Post by Gelquie on Oct 31, 2018 4:42:55 GMT -5
Celestial - The safety broom hesitates, looking at all the other brooms and their also given lack of credentials. But at the offer of tutelage, the safety broom nods, and pays close attention as Jackie does her thing. At the mention of the lack of books and proper book filing, they just pause there, tilting slightly to the side as they absorb the inquiry with difficulty. They shake side-to-side at Jackie's reluctant offer to reorganize the whole place. The librarian broom takes in the inquiry about the procedure and database, and they also tilt slightly to the side as they absorb the inquiry with difficulty. But they nod at the suggestion that they should perhaps have one. The librarian and safety brooms look to each other at the outlandish suggestion that they should take down the barricades of the revolutionaries all by themselves. They seem uncertain at the questions of the broom revolutionaries' leadership. But they pay close attention as Jackie attempts to parley with the broom revolutionaries. The revolutionaries look at each other in turn, before they all focus on one behind the barricade. From behind the barricade, a worn broom with bent straw that has clearly seen better days slowly steps out, standing in the middle between the barricade and the rest of the library. They stand firm for some time. When they feel it's time to do more, they gesture to the barricade, noting its size, then continuing its estimated height; they seem to want to make it bigger? They pick up a book, mime flipping through the pages and reading... then slam the book to the ground and stomp with half of its straw. They shake themselves from side to side. Then they pick up another book, stack it on top, and nod. Then they point to the barricade again, and gesture to build more. Gelquie LiouThe vampire nods and shifts their weight side-to-side, thinking hard. "Okidoki. I am thinking perhapz you zhould not zeek to imitate? You are your own perzon! Own broom, even! I vould think you could make zomething all of your own eef you only think outzide the box." They beam and nod, holding up their spooky lightbulb friend. "Zomebody made me a zpooky lightbulb! Eet eez very zpooky and unique, very zpecial, only one. You juzt need to find vhat makez you zpooky and unique, too!" The utensil-stacking broom ponders this for some time, bringing a finger to their... handle?, in thought. They take a moment to gaze at the spooky lightbulb friend, and they listen intently to the words. They gaze down at themselves, as well as a broom can. For some time, they do nothing. Then they snap their fingers. They demolish their failed structure and set to work again. In time, it's clear what they're making, and the other brooms look on in awe... For the utensil-stacking broom had just finished their first unique work: A set of utenstils stacked in a row and splayed over each other chaotically, followed by a uniform handle of several utensils. The utensil-stacking broom had created a statue of a broom made of utensils. Others gaze, and it's clear that the tower-utensil stacker is looking on in envy. The utensil-stacker, having newly found themselves, seems pleased. They reach into the straw of their broom and pull out, for you, a wrapped lollipop in the shape of a fish.
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Post by Thorn on Oct 31, 2018 11:47:56 GMT -5
Gelquie LiouThe vampire claps their hands in appreciation. "Yez! Marvellouz! You have zuch amazing talent." They gratefully accept the lollipop. "Many fangkz! Look, raptor-friend- eet eez a leetle fizh."
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