>Kanaya: Confront Gelatinous Menace

[chastesaw]

*Truth be told, you do not CONFRONT anything.

In fact, you are quite happily minding your own business when you are suddenly swept up in the advance of a relentless, amorphous foe.

After a brief moment of struggle and panic, your most base fight-or-flight reflexes dull with the discovery that not only can you breathe in this sticky crimson abductor - if it can indeed be called that - but that it actually doesn't taste half bad when you try to consume it. It's kind of cherry-flavored.

Of course it is slimy and sticky and your outfit is ruined and you are covered in gel and being dragged Gog knows where.

The only solution is to find your nearest fellow captive and complain vigorously.*

Well.

This is unexpected.

And extremely adhesive.

Comments

[chastesaw]

Even if we were to locate someplace better?

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Can we? Do you really think we could find somewhere better? [suddenly serious.]

[chastesaw]

I don't know. As long as we're confined to the borders of the town that question can't be answered. I have no idea if there is such a thing as a quick answer to that question in the first place.

...maybe there's another world. Or a world beyond Mayfield. We can't eliminate the possibilities.

And I'm sorry, Terezi, but it's very hard to organize one's thoughts under these circumstances.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Oh, right. [it's easy for her because she's blind! she floats back against the goop a little.] Maybe! I'd like to listen to our leader for now, though.

[chastesaw]

I would too.

But I'm the Space player, aren't I? Maybe the responsibility to find us a new home is mine.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Kanaya, don't talk like that. Everyone did everything they could, and we're still doing that!

[chastesaw]

I assure you, I know that. Everyone's tried their hardest... but we all have our own roles to fill. Karkat's doing all he can to keep us safe and - urgh - not in gelatinous blob prisons.

So maybe I need to do more of my part while he's doing his.

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Well, none of us have our powers here. So until we do, we're all even!

[chastesaw]

I suppose.

...at any rate, Terezi, this is really not a very good time or place for a conversation of this nature, because it's very difficult to collect my thoughts when the foremost one is "Augh, sticky."

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

Yeah! We should just eat. [holds some jelly out to Kanaya...]

[chastesaw]

I ask this in honest curiosity and not as some kind of rhetorical jab, but.

How can you think of eating at a time like this?

[foretastes.livejournal.com]

But it smells so good!

[chastesaw]

It may have smelled good several microsweeps ago, but after smelling nothing but it for a brief eternity I can safely say I do not want to smell cherry for quite some time.