Redwall Isn't Safe Anymore! (Is Redwall as Safe as they Say it is? Part Two)

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Groddil

Stumble immediately fell silent. Shame the dubbing in the other room were still bawling and screeching, bouncing on the beds and throwing things everywhere.

Ashleg

If only Ava were here, she'd be able to get them quiet!
Grant left Stumbly's door to go shush the remaining Dibbuns and then hustled Maxy upstairs to the infirmary.
He seriously doubted anything was wrong, but for everybody's sake they might as well take a look.

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Roscoe arrived back at camp in time to eavesdrop a little on Alfhild's plans and then decided to turn back around and take the manners into his own claws.
Hopping over a frosty log, the weasel began whistling to himself.
Soon enough, it became a ditty adorned with failed dagger tricks as he marched along.

"Grant's a silly old H'Abbot if I ever did see,
He believed a bunch o' bawlin' Dibbuns over me!
How this weasel'd love t' boot 'im over th' sea,
For I could be a better H'Abbot than he!"

He sounded like a dying gull.

Unfortunately for Roscoe, he became unaware of his surroundings and slipped on a patch of ice.
With a yelp, he went flying forward and fell ears over tail down a hill until the ground smoothed out and he landed flat on his back in front of a cave.
"Uhhhggh..."

Groddil

Before Roscoe could get back up, a blind hedgehog came running out of the cave. Roscoe tried to back up, but another hedgehog came up from behind and slammed a wooden club onto his head, knocking the weasel unconscious.
"What 'appens to 'im?"
"Boss'll want ta change 'im. Once everybeast else is done. Let's chuck 'im in a cell."

*****

When Roscoe came to, he was in a large cavern. Aside from several torches there, there was no sign of life. A river ran through the center, and a passage out was embedded in the side wall. But when the weasel investigated the exit, it had been securely shut with wooden bars and boulders. A hedgehog stood on the other side of the barrier, with a club slung over his shoulder. Didn't look like he was getting out any time soon...

OOC: That do?

Ashleg

OOC-
Yuppers.
IC-
Roscoe ran towards the edge, rubbing his head where he'd been hit.
"Hey, y-you, Spikedog! You must be one o' those Vigil types. What do ya think this is?!"

Groddil

The hedgehog slowly turns around, revealing a grotesque, eyeless face. He smashes a nearby boulder with his club.
"Shuddup! Wot's a Vigil? Now be quiet, 'cause ye'll be one of us soon!"

Ashleg

"YaAAAgh!" Roscoe shrieked, tears springing to his eyes as he raced to the back of his cell.
"Ya obviously have me mistaken fer somebeast else, so let me go!"

Groddil

The hedgehog slams his club against the wall again. He shouts through the bars, ensuring that Roscoe can hear, even on the other side of the large cavern.
"Nobeast care who you is! Everybeast gets... changed, 'og or not."

Ashleg

"I don't wanna be changed! Oooohh, let me go!"
The weasel flopped to the floor and broke down sobbing.

OOC-
Let's wait for the meme crew Sand and Sage.

Hickory

OOC: The meme crew? Sand's the only one of us four who doesn't do memes.

Timeskip to when the horde's assembled, Asher and Bracklew reach his destination, and so on?
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Ashleg


Groddil

Quote from: Sagetip on September 12, 2016, 11:49:52 AM
OOC: The meme crew? Sand's the only one of us four who doesn't do memes.

Timeskip to when the horde's assembled, Asher and Bracklew reach his destination, and so on?

Not. Until. Asher. Meets. Grenlik.

Hickory

I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Groddil

Quote from: Sagetip on September 12, 2016, 12:54:53 PM
OOC: DOES IT RESLLY MATTER

Considering he has to go inside, we should probably play out what actually goes down between them.

Hickory

OOC: Alright, I'll do it. Cause Bracklew.

BIC: Asher looked back and forth between the hordebeasts and Filargo. "We don't want any trouble. Let's jus' stay outside. Don't like being in small spaces wi' enemies."
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

LT Sandpaw


OOC: One of us has to be the mature adult in this RP.  ;)

BTW Bracklew is currently stunned, and needs assistance.
IC:


Having heard the commotion Rayne appeared at the door of the infirmary, looking a bit defensive. "Father Abbot," She said surprised, yet she didn't feel surprised. "And little Maxy, what brings you two up here?" She noticed Maxy's watery eyes and she guessed that it had to do with the dibbun, something minor hopefully. The mouse healer opened the door wide to admit them. The infirmary already had a few guests residing inside, including Petu and Duncan, along with a Vigil mouse by the name of Marble.
"Come on in, and tell me what's wrong." Rayne advised with a sigh. She ought to be collecting herbs and mixing medicines for the potentially upcoming battles. Still somebeast had to care for the injured at Redwall, this was just another thing to add to her to do list.



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