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]

But it isn't just sight!

[Pokey's voice had gotten to the point of a squeal by now. He isn't bolting yet, apparently glued to the spot by fear as he continues to look into the distance.]

I can FEEL it, HEAR it whispering to me! I'm telling you Giygas is HERE! Why can't you sense it?!

[nessbound.livejournal.com]

[Now this was truly peculiar. Pokey was terrified of Gigyas? How was that possible? It was to Ness' understanding that Porky was using Gigyas to his own means, so what did he have to fear if he had enough stupidity or cohones to do such a thing?]

"I can't feel it.. I just don't.."

[He takes but a few steps closer, extending his arm back behind himself, readying his swing.]

"Sorry, Pokey, but snap out of it."

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey just shakes his head more, though at least he seems to have given up on the idea of bolting right now. Confusion is starting to mix in with his fear, and his voice, at least, isn't shaking as bad as it had been before.]

But....But I...

It can't be....I mean it's...

I don't understand....

[nessbound.livejournal.com]

[He holds his attack, lowering his fist. Instead, he rests a tender hand on Pokey's shoulder, looking him dead in the eyes with a gaze he hoped would sober his plump companion back to reality.]

"Pokey Minch. Listen. To. Me. I don't sense it anywhere. I'm not sure what has you spooked, but just calm down, okay? If you want, come inside, get some thing to eat and drink, and maybe stay the night. I don't want you running around by yourself, and I'd feel better if I kept an eye on you, just to make sure you're okay."