Tripping As Hard as He Can

[ceasetoexist]

[He’d barely gotten kept himself from pissing his pants the first time he saw it as it was now: a total field of red and black, mobile and immobile, stretching infinitely around him. It took every ounce of willpower not to wet himself this time upon seeing Giygas again. He would’ve questioned it, how it even got here, that it was impossible, but it clearly wasn’t. It felt just like it had when he’d first released Giygas from the Devil’s Machine: fluctuating between bitter cold and unbearable warmth, between utter quiet and ear-drum quaking sound…Nothing at all remained constant.

It shouldn’t be here. Giygas couldn’t be here.

But it was. And it was going to destroy everything in front of it, like it had been meant to.

Including him.

Pleading wouldn’t stop it. Bargaining wouldn’t stop it. The only thing he could do was run to the Phase Distorter and hope that might give him enough protection.

Might keep him safe while everything outside ended.]

[Hey Mayfield.

See pig-boy run. Run, pig-boy, run. Specifically, run incredibly clumsily, constantly looking over your shoulder and muttering and screaming either terrified gibberish or what sounds like pleas of “I’m sorry”, “I didn’t mean to”, or “Please don’t kill me” with the name “Giygas” occasionally thrown in there.

Like so many others, Pokey managed to get a whiff of the gas Luke had been carrying around, and now believes that an unperceivable psychic alien monster is slowly engulfing the town. Feel free to find him either

A) Running in terror, occasionally falling to the ground and willingly just crawling there as he looks behind him and babbles barely coherent apologies
B) Pokey has managed to get over your fence, thinking going through your yard will be a shortcut, and managed to get his dumb ass tripped up somehow, i.e. tangling his leg in a water hose or something ect.
C) If you’re on Ricardo Street, feel free to notice Pokey bumble his way back home, were he’ll immediately head for his Phase Distorter and sit in the cockpit, trying to curl himself up and looking positively terrified.]

Comments

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Just staring at you like you're crazy.]

Are you blind? Can you really not see it at all?

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

See what? What're ya talkin' about?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He is just...motioning frantically in front of him in a "don't you see it" motion.]

It's....It's...can't you see it? The darkness and the blood-red swallowing everything?

Please say you see it....

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

... There's nothin' there.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yes there is!

[He is just...trembling with terror at this point.]

Look. Come back with me to the Distorter, which MIGHT be something it can't get through, and I'll explain. Otherwise, you are going to DIE. Do you understand THAT, at least?

[86yourface.livejournal.com]

[Alright, there are two possible scenarios here. One: Pokey has finally gone fuck-all insane. Two: There is some sort of invisible monster that is going to destroy them all. Both viable options.]

... Alright, let's go.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Finally! Someone is applying logic to the situation and realizing they need to get the hell out of here and come with him. Thank you. He'll just start leading the way over to his house and the Distorter.]

Good. Good. ...I...I never thought it would get here.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

[Following!]

What's it?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Giygas.

[They finally get to the Distorter. He'll actually let her get in first.]

It's...something from my universe. It used to be an alien warlord that was trying to take over our planet.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

[Such a gentleman.]

... Uh huh. And now "it's" tryin' to take over Mayfield?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Nooooo.

It'll probably do what it was meant to do after it "ascended" and destroy everything around it. It was ultimately changed to be made into a world killer.

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

... Hm.

[She peers outside, as if actually waiting for the world to be destroyed.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He pretty much just about curls into himself, bringing his legs up to his stomach and wrapping his arms around his knees.]

I thought it was gone. I really did. ...Guess that's just my luck.

[His eyes never stop looking straight out. 86 may not see it. But he can.]

[86yourface.livejournal.com]

... I'm sorry to disappoint ya, but there really is nothin' there. It's just normal Mayfield.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

No, there isn't! I could feel it! See it! Hear it whispering to me again! I KNOW its out there!

[86yourface.livejournal.com]

It's not! Don't ya think it's weird that only you can see it? I'm pretty sure that's not somethin' ya can miss!

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

But I-

I-

[He keeps looking out, still seeing the red and black swirling mass. ...But she's right. Giygas wouldn't just be here doing NOTHING. Something would've happened by now.

So, in embarrassment, he just lays his head on the front of the cockpit, closing his eyes and just steaming over his own stupidity.]

[86yourface.livejournal.com]

[Caught unawares and rather unsure of what to do at this point, Frances just pats him awkwardly on the shoulder.]

... Sorry?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just shakes his head, grinning to himself bitterly.]

Naw..what's...what's there to be sorry about. I was just wrong for once.

[Well, like always. But he'll never say that...]

[tsunbowmonkey86.livejournal.com]

Everybody's wrong sometimes. [Except her, obvs.] And I'm glad you're wrong. I don't feel like watchin' the world get destroyed today.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Today wouldn't be a great day to see people I don't hate all that much all get killed, I guess.