![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
.:August Runs:.
Who ⬤ Ganymede and Co.
What ⬤ Dungeon-crawlin' with four people pt. redux. What can go wrong?
When ⬤ Following this, and other times at misc. moments (accounting for the future.)
Where ⬤ Concealed Mourning Bulwark, Closed Failing Pilgrim, & Pulsating Black Old World
Content Warnings ⬤ None and not anticipating any!
[ Ganymede has spoken to at least...two of these people, once.
That's what probably makes it reasonable for him to come along on the party raid.
Following conversation on the network and elsewhere, all three responsible receive new emails bidding them to come to the Chaos Gate. Ganymede is already awaiting their appearances.
Fortunately, so is information regarding their keywords, which are "Concealed Mourning Bulwark".
Once the Chaos Gate warps them over, they'll find...
...That they are all in an area that's more or less a stormstruck plain stretching from end to end. Right in the middle of this field is a flesh wall dungeon, the beginning point of the actual dungeon itself. ]
RESULTS #1: For Concealed Mourning Bulwark!
RESULTS #2: For Pulsating Black Old World!
RESULTS #3: For Closed Failing Pilgrim!
What ⬤ Dungeon-crawlin' with four people pt. redux. What can go wrong?
When ⬤ Following this, and other times at misc. moments (accounting for the future.)
Where ⬤ Concealed Mourning Bulwark, Closed Failing Pilgrim, & Pulsating Black Old World
Content Warnings ⬤ None and not anticipating any!
[ Ganymede has spoken to at least...two of these people, once.
That's what probably makes it reasonable for him to come along on the party raid.
Following conversation on the network and elsewhere, all three responsible receive new emails bidding them to come to the Chaos Gate. Ganymede is already awaiting their appearances.
Fortunately, so is information regarding their keywords, which are "Concealed Mourning Bulwark".
Once the Chaos Gate warps them over, they'll find...
...That they are all in an area that's more or less a stormstruck plain stretching from end to end. Right in the middle of this field is a flesh wall dungeon, the beginning point of the actual dungeon itself. ]
RESULTS #1: For Concealed Mourning Bulwark!
RESULTS #2: For Pulsating Black Old World!
RESULTS #3: For Closed Failing Pilgrim!
no subject
[ He's being totally mature about this what are you talking about.
But he points with a finger at Michel like he's declaring war. ]
Climb onto Winter's shoulders!
[ The other Ganymede tries to begin to climb onto Michel's shoulders... ]
no subject
[ Wow! What happened to Ganymede's pacifism?? Michel reaches up in surprise, half trying to pry Gany2 off while also feeling too much guilt to throw him like a ball. The net result is mostly him giving the second Ganymede a little (needed?) boost upward, especially when Michel freezes up after finding his hand on Gany2's thigh.
He didn't squeeze. That was just... reflex. They're grappling here. ]
no subject
He just kind of watches this happen with an expression that is like. Intent.
Then he says, helpfully: ]
...You're holding on pretty tight. Aren't you?
[ Michel is probably the only one who can get away with touching his thigh (even on a technicality since it's his double??) and the fact he is not too...bothered by it is. Hmm. ]
no subject
I'm trying to find a grip to throw you!
[ Him. You. Whichever. He shoots a look of betrayal at his double, who is still just standing there holding Ganymede, having received no further instructions. ]
Do something about this!
[ Probably not anywhere near specific enough. The Michel clone moves one step and then stops. That was... doing something, technically. ]
no subject
...Something like a snort comes from original Ganymede. ]
Wow, that sure did a whole lot of 'something'.
[ He looks far too amused about it once the sarcastic quip leaves him.
Why? Because it's actually kind of hilarious. This is proving that things are more fun with four people (no) ]
no subject
Michel turns in place like he's trying to shake off koala Ganymede outright. But he's slower to grab him this time, when just about everywhere he could possibly grab is bare skin. ]
Fine. Tickle Ganymede.
[ That poking strategy would surely only have occurred to someone ticklish. So enjoy that, Ganymede! Michel2 can try to hold him and tickle him at the same time. ]
no subject
The two of them look utterly ridiculous. Messing around with their doubles in a dungeon. This is surely a very good usage of them and their time. ]
Hey! That's not fair!
[ He says in between ticklings while the other Ganymede is scaling Michel to stand on his shoulders somehow. Idk he is very flexible and he can manage this with ease until the other pulls him down or something. Or maybe makes them both fall down, RIP.
On Ganymede's end he's already laughing because there's a lot of spots open for tickling. ]
no subject
Or at least, as best he can as he's being climbed. Despite all good intentions, he still lifts a hand to rest on clone-Ganymede's calf to steady him a little. Did he really need this display of how supple and unclothed Ganymede is?
Too bad. It's living rent free in his head now. ]
Tell him to stop doing that before he hurts himself!
no subject
Incidentally, welcome to soft skin land. Please enjoy your stay. For however long that lasts. ]
Then tell 'him' to stop tickling me, or I'll just have my other self attach himself to you like a starfish!
[ Imagine him saying this in between laughing. ]
no subject
Is he regretting some of his avatar design choices for the first time? Maybe. A tiny bit. ]
He's already doing that! What else would you call this?!
[ Alright, maybe standing on his shoulders is more like some kind of squirrel. Michel is having a little trouble thinking clearly while his hands are still holding Ganymede's legs. He's lost all control of his life. ]
no subject
......Now he's actually laughing hard in earnest because Michel's outburst is that hilarious.
He might actually die from NOT being tickled.
What a way to go... ]
no subject
E-enough, stop tickling him.
[ His embarrassment if he had to sit and wait for Ganymede to respawn in order to apologize would be infinite. ]
no subject
I can't believe you almost killed me.
[ Ganymede doesn't actually believe that would have happened though. He's far too sturdy for something like that. ]
no subject
[ He's not even sure he gathered meaningful data from that when Ganymede's ticklish spots appear to be "all."
Is Ganymede going to get his clone off of Michel's shoulders now... ]
no subject
[ He says with a huff. But, right, other him, clinging to Michel like a starfish...he laughs a little again at the image. ]
Get down from Winter's shoulders. Carefully.
[ Slowly, other Gany climbs down... ]
no subject
He might be a little dizzy. How on earth does he play off his slightly glazed look right now? ]
...You really do feel like a starfish.
[ A+. ]
no subject
Maybe that's the reason for the comment.
So, he can't help throwing this number: ]
...You know, I wonder what you're really thinking when you're saying something like that.
no subject
S-Slippery! And... f-full of limbs.
[ Right, that sounds a little eldritch, actually. If Ganymede clone is done climbing he's just... turning away. ]
no subject
Slippery and full of limbs? That's one way of describing it...
[ Ganymede decides this is the exact perfect time to wiggle out of other Michel's grasp or try to in order to get on over to his side. He's choosing the exact right (wrong) time to be a menace.
Either way, it finally clicks, so much so that he just blurts out: ]
...Oh, I see. You were embarrassed by "me", weren't you?
[ He's kind of liking the idea more and more of Michel being distracted by him that much. ]
no subject
Which doesn't save the Michel of the present. He shies away a little when Ganymede's voice close at his side startles him, and turns again, trying to hide a blush. He'll just keep pivoting in place to stay facing away from Ganymede. ]
...I'm not embarrassed. [ He's so embarrassed. ] I've just never been made to feel like a tree trunk before.
no subject
When he turns away again, the little blond
punkgets an idea, and says: ]Come around Winter's other side.
[ The other Ganymede moves to come at Michel's opposing side, while OG Ganymede goes from his side to try to see the look on his face. ]
You're trying to hide your face. So, naturally that means you're embarrassed. An embarrassed tree trunk.
no subject
He reaches over to set one hand on top of Ganymede's head to keep him from craning too close. Ganymede might be stubborn, but at least he's still small. ]
Why would I be embarrassed? You're the one who was having your double impersonate a squirrel.
[ His heart is beginning to beat entirely too fast, and he doesn't know how much of that he enjoys. It's not unpleasant. But... it could easily turn that way. His blush is all the way to his eartips now, courtesy of his extremely pale skin. ]
If... if we're finished here, I'll be heading back first.
no subject
A squirrel?? ...I thought it was a starfish.
[ Unimportant semantics. ]
Alright. Well, keep an eye on your inbox, we're bound to get at least something from this.
[ Raising his hands to touch the hand, blinking a bit and blurts out immaturely: ]
...Also, it's not my fault you're as easy to climb as a tree.
[ Then he logs straight on out!! And no, he doesn't realize his comment was actually technically one filled with innuendo. Have fun with that, Michel. ]
no subject
I-I am--
[ Not? Is he not? Ganymede is gone, so he needs time to think about that one...
He groans and sinks down to hide his face in his hands, ignoring his clone staring curiously at him. Useless jerk. Michel does not log directly out. But since Ganymede is already gone, he has no way of knowing just how much longer Michel lingers in game, hiding in Fine Wine so he can stew. ]