Event Log - Topsy Turvy

[lucetimods]

Who: You.
What: This.
When: Now.
Where: Here.
Summary: Weren't you paying attention?
Rating: Weird.

The Event is described here. So here's what you gotta do. Tag this post. Create yourself some threads with all your shenanigans and go to town on it. Also remember to tag your [canon] character name to the log!

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[automailed]

Hey, who are you calling-

[Edward stops, his brain catching up with his knee-jerk reaction, and takes a step back, eyes widening.]

Wait, they're that big!? I've never seen a spider like that before! This is one messed up experiment...

[markofthewise]

[Wow, he was almost expecting to get clobbered for that! Lucky him!]

Yeah. I think I almost prefer having our brains messed with instead. [Well. Time to move on.] Any idea how to get into the next room?

[automailed]

[Consider yourself lucky he's not as short anymore or something.

He glances up, pointing a hand towards the door he'd arrived from.]

I fell in from that door there, and there's one across from it, but either of them could be tricky to reach. You got any rope?

[If not, they might have to go out the way Sokka came from. Surely there's a way around somewhere...]

[markofthewise]

Yeah, I just came from there. Trust me, we don't want to go back there. [It's a terrible, terrible noodle incident room.] Can't you just transmute us a ladder or something?

[automailed]

There's not really a decent material around for it... [Edward glances around thoughtfully, then steps over to the wall, giving it a light tap.] Could probably modify the wall to make it climbable, though. Feels like stone.

[He gives his hands a quick clap, pressing them against the wall and letting his transmutation do the rest. A series of little ledges extrude from the wall, working their way up towards the door.]

[markofthewise]

{Sokka grins eagerly.]

Perfect! This thing is going to be too easy with an alchemist.

[Confidently, Sokka starts to scale the makeshift ladder first. The door opens up in anticipation of him passing through it.]

[automailed]

Maybe I should make you practice doing this instead.

[Edward climbs up after him, eyeing the door suspiciously. Is it opening on its own?]

[markofthewise]

And then we can talk about your love life, huh?

[He heads into the next room. No teleporting shenanigans here. But again, it's much like the room before. Lots of vine and ivy. There's an extremely tall ceiling far above them. And the sound of buzzing. Lots of buzzing. There is a path across, though it requires lots of jumping. Between the platforms is pits lined with spikes. To make things harder, these platforms are just floating in the air too.

And there's still buzzing. Warily Sokka jumps over to the next platform and is relieved when it doesn't move. He looks back to Ed.]

Let's hurry. I'd rather not find out what that sound is.

[automailed]

[For his part, Edward can't help taking a moment to glance around, eyes wide. This is definitely not where he came from. What the hell is up with this room?

Grumbling to himself, he follows hastily after Sokka, hopping to the platform Sokka had left behind.]

Stupid experiment... I don't trust this at all. How are these things even floating?

[markofthewise]

I don't know. There's no invisible cords. [Sokka demonstrates this by waving his arm around the edge.] So there must be some other force holding them up. So, I'd rather do this quick before it runs out of juice.

[But it's the buzzing that bothers him. And he's watching the ceiling warily.]

[automailed]

Yeah, I'm all for that. [Speaking of not trusting, though-] ...Dammit, what the hell is that buzzing!?

[It sounds like... a bunch of bugs or something.]

[markofthewise]

I'm kind of hoping we don't find out. [He turns around to look at Ed.] Because it's probably huge, scary, and wants to kill us.

[He was right, of course. Two wasps suddenly descended on them as he was looking away. They were huge. Like the size of flying cars huge. Sokka's expression sunk.]

... they're behind me, aren't they.

[automailed]

[Uh. Yeah. You know that platform you're on, Sokka? It's going to have to take some extra weight, because as soon as the wasps drop down, Edward claps his hands together, transforming his arm into a blade and jumping over. The platform wobbles a little under their combined weight, which (with the help of some automail-arm-deflecting) helps Sokka's head avoid getting impaled by a stinger.]

Don't talk, just move!

[markofthewise]

[Sokka may have been able to dodge in time. But how often do you get to deliver a line like that? When Ed moves, Sokka ducks immediately. Rather than go for his sword, he reaches for Boomerang first. There's a second wasp out there, so Sokka aims his boomerang to even the odds a little bit. By slicing off those antennae off.]

I'm moving!

we need to represent how ridic FMA and ATLA can be more often

[automailed]

[The first wasp is still in close range, and Ed's having a fun (read: awful) time dodging its stinger, since the bug seems rather determined to kill him now. As he ducks away from one last blow, he stabs his arm-blade upwards, thrusting right through the the more tender part of the body just above the stinger. The wasp makes a noise that no insect should ever make - though Edward suspects it has more to do with the size - and flits backwards hastily.

Unfortunately Edward's arm is still stuck in its abdomen, causing the creature to flail about trying to shake him off, and with a muffled yelp he scrambles up to wrap his free arm and both legs around the stinger, to avoid getting dropped off the edge of the patform as well as getting stabbed or something. That doesn't stop the wasp from trying, mind you.

So... he's riding a giant wasp now. And he can't decide whether this is a step up or down from where he was before.]

they are the most ridiculous

[markofthewise]

Continued here