ext_102992 ([identity profile] fightfair.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] circle72010-07-13 04:32 pm
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A wild EVENT has appeared!

 

LOST: The Fagsona Episode

That's right, folks. You're stranded on a small tropical island (making run-ins more likely), with the remnants of a plane lying on the beach. Your task: Survive. Maybe you'll find other stranded passengers on the shore. Maybe those huge ass coconut crabs remind you of a puzzle, professah. Maybe you'll even fine some sort of time-warping tunnel that'll teleport you right onto the S. S. Enterprise in the jungle - who knows?

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[In the process of rolling over.]

Huh?

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
My name. You got it wrong.

[Ope, there's his beanie. Dusting it off, he places it back on his head rather delicately.]

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
Pretty sure the one I gave you fits better.

[With a grunt, Adachi rolls back onto his knees. At least both threats are gone now. He slowly makes his way out of the cave.]

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Phoenix just disregards the comment, following behind. The coast seems clear - surprisingly, what with all the noise they just made.]

...Huh.

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[The extent of the damage from the fight becomes obvious as they step into the light. Adachi's hair looks like someone shoved it all to one side , with half of it sticking straight up. His clothes are pulled every which way, and there are scratches running down the side of his jaw. He rubs them as he winces, pulling the waistline of his pants back up. Those cavemen had been vicious.]

I really need to get home. I've had enough of the prehistoric era to last me a lifetime.

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
Mm. I think I prefer the Borscht Bowl Club myself...

[Scratching his head, Phoenix picks up his bottle that had somehow rolled outside the cave. (Maybe it was waiting for him.) It sounded like this situation called for investigating - like the good ol' days. He starts heading back to where they started.]

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
Wai- Hey, wait! Where are you going?

[Adachi nearly trips over his own undone shoelace.]

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
Back to that beach. Might find a clue.

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Adachi narrows his eyes at the back of Phoenix's head. What was the big idea, taking all the detective lines from Adachi? He catches up with one or two stumbles, stoically coming along. Phoenix, with his flee-or-flight tendencies, didn't make a very good ally, but at the very least, if another dinosaur came around, chances were it'd go for the meatier man.]

It's not like you're going to find the remnants of a plane, or anything. Getting thrown in leaves no traces, you know, that's why it's such a handy getaway.

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
It doesn't have to be a big clue.

[Not that Adachi would know he has to experience to say such a thing. Phoenix just shrugs, stopping every so often to check the area for company of the dino persuasion. When all seems clear, he keeps going. The beach isn't that far, actually, but it's still as plain as they left it - still quite a sight, though.

Not far from where they emerge from the trees, there's the disheveled pile of sand where Adachi previously was - but hold on a sec.]


'Thrown in'?

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Idly kicking at some sand.]

Unless you 'fell' in, I gu-

[Abrupt halt. Adachi looks up, eyes not wide, but unblinking, and breaks into a close-eyed smile.]

The plane, I mean.

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Phoenix only glances up for a second, before continuing on his search, kneeling to look more carefully through the sand.]

You don't make much sense, huh?

[Coming from Phoenix... that's quite a statement.]

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
Depends on the context.

[Poking around in the pile of sand, Adachi pauses, bending down and picking something up from near his feet. It's a long strip of red cloth, tapered at one end and folded into a point at the other - a tie?]

Huh. I was wondering where this went.

[He brushes the sand off of it, giving it a few good flicks for good measure, before folding it up and slipping it into his pocket. Adachi then glances up at Phoenix, a few feet away.]

Did you find anything?

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[For a moment, there's no response - he just keeps rummaging until something glimmering catches his eye. A grin, and he reaches out, picking it up and blowing the sand off of it.]

Sure did.

[Considering the prehistoric age they seemed to be stuck in, there was no way this belonged here. Cavemen didn't have nice watches. (Neither did Phoenix, and judging by looks, neither did the officer.) Only, it's not quite a watch - the display is adorned with buttons rather than numbers and hands. They each have a symbol on them, and there's a small screen with what looks like an egg on displayed on it.]

Weird device.

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Stalking closer for a better look, Adachi's eyebrows raise as he catches sight of it.]

...Tamagotchi?

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
I think it's some thing el-

[And as he presses a button, a spur-like symbol on it, they go falling - into a strange, vortexing tunnel. Rather colorful too, twisting into itself as they whoosh through. It's actually a rather short fall, but not very gentle. They fall right on a hard ground, surrounding by tall grass.

And for the third time that day, he loses his hat.]


...Ow.

[Phoenix finds himself laying on the grass, and if it wasn't for the fall, it would've been comfy.]

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[It would've been comfy if Adachi, lagging a few seconds behind, didn't land right on his middle either, but thanks for that cushion, Phoenix.]

Ack!

[Phoenix's hat comes fluttering down, the last of all to arrive, landing with a woolly flop on the top of Adachi's head, covering his eyes. The ex-detective groans, too out-of-it to understand why everything was dark all of a sudden. Of course, that doesn't mean he can't complain.]

Oww...what's that poking into my ear? I swear, if it's those cavemen again-

[He swats at the piece of grass tickling him.]

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-18 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Phoenix just runs a hand over the lower part of his face. This was turning out to be a long day. Worse than that day he got hit by a car, and had a Pink Princess marathon at the hospital. (Which, really, wasn't all that bad.) Maybe as long as days end up being when Apollo is around.]

...Mind getting off me?

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-18 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Without responding immediately, Adachi rolls off with a groan. The hat falls onto his lap as he does, and he blinks at his surroundings - a dense plain with high-grass, reaching up to eye level as he sits, and probably just below his hips if he stands. It's a vast field too - the grass rolls in waves as the breeze runs through the area. Not a human soul in sight.]

...'Not in Kansas anymore'?

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-18 05:01 pm (UTC)(link)
It could be Kansas. I've never been.

[Phoenix stands up himself, snatching up his hat and patting off the grass. On closer look, some barren looking trees hide what seems to be a small... town, maybe? From afar, it kind of looks like those old western ghost towns. Hey, maybe there's even an old-fashioned bar where he can refill his grape juice.]

Looks like there's something, though.

WTF ARE THEY IN WILD ARMS NOW

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-18 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Turning in the direction Phoenix is facing, Adachi stands and takes a good look at the town. Ghost town is right - there's no smoke rising from the chimneys, and nothing coming down the road from its direction. That, added to the abandoned, untouched feel of the field they're in only makes him suspicious.

But it isn't as if they have much choice.]


...Worth a try.

[But that isn't as if he's going to let this quick-runner walk him right into some sort of death trap. He waves his hand out in front of him.]

After you.

you know it man

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-18 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Such a gentleman.

[He even goes in front with a bounce in his step. Phoenix digs in his pocket, pulling out that 'watch' from before, and fastening it around his wrist. Probably best not to lose it - it seemed to be a teleportation device that could quite possibly lead them back home.]

So, I still don't know your name, officer.

/starts whistling

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
Adachi Tohru.

[Adachi is distracted, which is why he's giving it out so easily - or maybe he's just ceased to see a particular reason to guard it. He turns to Phoenix, pulling his eyes away from the distance he was scanning.]

And you're...

derp random slash /whistles along

[identity profile] acehobo.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[As they pass those barren trees, Phoenix picks something off of the branch. What a random place for it. He turns to Adachi, cowboy hat on his head. (Yep, on top of his beanie.)]

Forgot already?

[identity profile] implausibility.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[That gets his attention.]

What?

[And no, he's not occasionally glancing up at that cowboy hat. That's just your imagination.]

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