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kyouyasangels_incThe Great Escape Meme
Gadzooks! You're somewhere you don't want to be, and there's somewhere you want to be, and in between the place you don't want to be and the place you want to be is a bunch of crap! But you're not going to let that stop you, are you? No! So be bold and find a way out!
Options! If you need them. If not, yolo off into a fabled 7th option and do your own thing.
1. You're stuck in a very boring class/training session/seminar/etc. Something along those lines. You've got two tickets to that thing you like, a song in your heart, a burning need for freedom, and screw the consequences.
2. You're trapped in some sort of intangible commitment, like you vowed to forever protect something, you signed a contract which is chaffing, or you made a childhood wedding promise that said person is calling in years later. You are, in short, taking a less literal approach to a great escape. Words are your ally, as are any Ace Attorney characters (or other lawyers) who might show up and offer you legal aid in finding a loophole with escaping your obligation.
3. You are trapped in a tower, a castle ensnared by thorns, or something generally grandiose and/or fairy talesque. Magic and curses might be coming into play. Hair optional, sleep optional, holding out for a hero definitely optional. Who said you need a prince, anyway? Unless you are a prince, in which case I'll be rooting for you from the sidelines.
4. The boat you're in is sinking! Unless the place you come from doesn't have a boat, in which case the sand submarine you're in is sinking! Or plane, or castle...point being! Structure. Sinking. Find a way out. Now. Lifeboats are probably optional.
5. Your search for the fabled Lost Idol of Avri (or some other suitable item) has taken you to this isolated locale that's isolated, old, and possibly powered by ancient technology that was lost for a reason. After the big, dramatic climatic moment the eldritch powers contained by the ancient weapon was unleashed, and the area is slowly being destroyed and wait, you don't have time to read this flavor text. Move! Move! Get to the villain's airship before the place crumbles around you! Dodge those monsters, avoid those traps! Hurry!
6. Shit, let's be simple. There's a mob. Possibly of wildlife. Possibly of angry villagers carrying pitchforks and torches. And they're coming after you.
Gadzooks! You're somewhere you don't want to be, and there's somewhere you want to be, and in between the place you don't want to be and the place you want to be is a bunch of crap! But you're not going to let that stop you, are you? No! So be bold and find a way out!
Options! If you need them. If not, yolo off into a fabled 7th option and do your own thing.
1. You're stuck in a very boring class/training session/seminar/etc. Something along those lines. You've got two tickets to that thing you like, a song in your heart, a burning need for freedom, and screw the consequences.
2. You're trapped in some sort of intangible commitment, like you vowed to forever protect something, you signed a contract which is chaffing, or you made a childhood wedding promise that said person is calling in years later. You are, in short, taking a less literal approach to a great escape. Words are your ally, as are any Ace Attorney characters (or other lawyers) who might show up and offer you legal aid in finding a loophole with escaping your obligation.
3. You are trapped in a tower, a castle ensnared by thorns, or something generally grandiose and/or fairy talesque. Magic and curses might be coming into play. Hair optional, sleep optional, holding out for a hero definitely optional. Who said you need a prince, anyway? Unless you are a prince, in which case I'll be rooting for you from the sidelines.
4. The boat you're in is sinking! Unless the place you come from doesn't have a boat, in which case the sand submarine you're in is sinking! Or plane, or castle...point being! Structure. Sinking. Find a way out. Now. Lifeboats are probably optional.
5. Your search for the fabled Lost Idol of Avri (or some other suitable item) has taken you to this isolated locale that's isolated, old, and possibly powered by ancient technology that was lost for a reason. After the big, dramatic climatic moment the eldritch powers contained by the ancient weapon was unleashed, and the area is slowly being destroyed and wait, you don't have time to read this flavor text. Move! Move! Get to the villain's airship before the place crumbles around you! Dodge those monsters, avoid those traps! Hurry!
6. Shit, let's be simple. There's a mob. Possibly of wildlife. Possibly of angry villagers carrying pitchforks and torches. And they're coming after you.
MAYDAY MAYDAY
19/7/13 22:32 (UTC)They were wearing life jackets, pff idiots, he was going to get himself out of this in a minute, he just had to reach the control room. He was still carrying the dwarf, hoping that she would stay put until they got there.
The floor beneath them shook and then he saw it, a blinding flash followed by the boisterous roar of lightning. Shit shit shit shit he had to get this done fast or else...
He finally found the main gate, he practically busted it open with his fist, no time to waste, he put the girl down before going straight to the helm. He pointed his index directly into the kid's face. ]
Stay put! And don't touch anything!
...
Ooookay... So what now?
[Alright so maybe this was a little different than an airplane crash but he could still wing it as long as the water didn't get in the control room he could try and save himself and the little dwarf, maybe if he used Hamon to prevent the water from getting in there, but then he might bust the engine or something, he hoped he didn't have to reach that point.
Goodbye Shangri-La. ]
NEVER LET ME GO, JACK
28/7/13 08:41 (UTC)Minutes which felt like hours passed and finally they'd arrived at whatever destination this crazy muscled hunk had in mind- he set her down, shoved his grubby finger in her face and had the audacity to say that!
Rahzel promptly bites that finger and shrieks] HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY DELICATE SKIN WITH YOUR GRUBBY, SMELLY HANDS! I OUGHT TO HAVE YOU SKINNED AND MADE INTO A PURSE JUST FOR THAT! If you're trying to hijack a boat I've got news for you pal: your plans have been upstaged by a disaster!
[Crossing her arms over her chest and pondering whether or not she should kick him in the crotch, his confusion gives her pause.] Don't tell me you fell asleep in hijack school. Do you even have a plan? Whatever you were planning on doing, you should just give up now before I kick your ass. The little old ladies already stuffed their jewels when the water started flooding in.