Post by Ian Lightfoot on Jun 26, 2020 10:04:32 GMT -5
The bean with bright red hair explained everything, with some of it going over Ian's head. He did hear a name--Corey. Ian's head jerked up, and he was thrilled to see the Manticore standing next to the red-haired bean. Ian waved at her, but Corey seemed excitedly preoccupied with Merida's explanation, and missed his gesture. "Wait till I tell Barley," he muttered to himself. He quickly scribbled a note on his notepad, to remind him. At the same time, on a different page, he wrote down the clue Merida had given. Year Disneyland open?
He was assigned to group two, and moved to stand with the others. There was a young bean, two young creatures that somewhat resembled the satyr Djali, and... the green thing with one eye. It was unfortunate in Ian's opinion that Merida hadn't been able to use their names to group them up. "Uhh. Hi. I'm Ian. This'll be fun, right?" Like Corey, he'd taken to think of it as a Quest, and he was excited for one that didn't hold the threat of danger over his head.
How exciting would it be, to tell Barley all about this! An unusual quest that Ian had undertaken without him... Maybe he wouldn't be so thrilled. But since he'd gotten a job, Ian figured whatever treasure was at the end might be useful for helping repay Miss Coco for her generosity.
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When Pleakley had spotted the fliers for a treasure hunt, he'd been immediately intrigued. Here was a new Earth custom to study. And as it was a contest, there was a chance at winning a prize of some kind. Double your pleasure!
It had taken him a long time to find the right treasure-hunting clothes, though. And the cast members had acted like they didn't know what he was talking about, until finally one, clearly smarter than the rest, showed him a red-and-white striped shirt with ragged sleeves, a matching bandana for his head, and a wide belt with a huge silver buckle with a sword sticking in it. Oh, and an "eye-patch." That was just too weird; custom or no custom, Pleakley wasn't going to walk around the park blindfolded.
In his new regalia, he rushed to the meeting place in time to be assigned a team. And to be highly insulted.
"I am not a 'thing.' young lady, I am a Cultural Sociologist! And another thing--" Pleakley might've gone on indefinitely, if one of his teammates hadn't interrupted. Well, he'd file a complaint with park management later.
"Hello, Ian, I'm Pleakley. What planet are you from?" Turning to the rest of the team: a child and a pair of unidentified creatures who apparently counted as one (clones, perhaps?), he continued, "Are you ready to hunt?"
Post by Morgan Philip on Jun 26, 2020 23:37:05 GMT -5
Given her new-found confidence in treasure hunts after participating in one with Dashiell, Morgan was encouraged to try this one! Dressed up in the same attire as the last treasure hunt she was in, Pirate Princess Morgan came in to the event wearing her pirate hat, her black-and-white striped shirt, and her red skirt and small boots.
The shy girl drew a timid smile as she gazed at her group that she was sorted with. The group wasn't by two; it was a lot bigger this time. Her lips parted in surprise and wonder at the blue guy with pointed ears. He looked to be holding out a notepad, which instantly prompted Morgan to fish out her sparkly rainbow notebook from her bookbag to copy his lead. She didn't know that she had to take notes like this was school! Sadly, Morgan had no idea what she was supposed to be writing, and continued to peek over at the blue guy until finally, she broke her silence: "Are you an elf?!" She asked him quietly with a tone of excitement after a shy smile spread across her chubby cheeks. That was the only fairytale creature that the imaginative girl knew that had pointed ears, at least.
Suddenly, Pirate Princess Morgan uttered a gasp.
"Aww baby deers!" The six year old tilted her eyebrows upward with an adoring smile at the two deer, obviously saying the plural word wrong given her age. "Hi baby deers! Can you talk, too?" Despite what her father would have said against wild animals, Morgan stretched her hand out in attempts to pet one of them. Wow! Talking to baby deers was like in every princess story!
Morgan turned her attention over upon catching the end of the skinny guy dressed as a pirate. She tilted her head curiously at that comment. Why would he ask what planet they were from? "But I thought we were all from Earth?" She answered naively with a crinkle of her nose and a small smile of amusement, her tone of voice carried just a bit of sass when she stated what was supposed to be the obvious. She definitely learned that in school, at least. Still, the skinny guy was dressed in a pirate costume, the one that said he was a cultural socio..something, made Morgan smile that she had someone to match with! "You mean treasure hunt?" She answered his question about being ready to hunt, hoping that he was talking about treasure hunting! "Yeah!" She agreed excitedly, "But.. don't we need a map?" She asked them, pointing to the stands that held the maps. All treasure hunts started with a map, after all.
Post by Ian Lightfoot on Jun 29, 2020 21:12:40 GMT -5
The green, one-eyed thing, as Merida described it, came over, wearing garb that seemed unusual to Ian, but maybe it was what his particular cyclops family wore. He called himself a Cultural Sociologist, which Ian thought was a bizarre way to say "cyclops" but maybe it was a job title? It sounded like it could be a job title.
A young human bean came over as well, wearing similar clothes to the cyclops. She pegged Ian immediately, as an elf. It was a very nice experience, considering most beans noticed his color first. "Yeah," he said, smiling at her.
The cyclops introduced himself as Pleakley, and asked what planet he was from. It was a bizarre question, at least to Ian. The young bean seemed to think so as well.
Still, Ian felt obligated to give an answer. "I'm from the United Realms," he said, hoping it answered Pleakley's question. He didn't know exactly what the bean meant by being from earth. That was a Whispering Elm thing, to be from the earth.
The bean--who still hadn't given her name--asked about a map. "Ooh, yeah. Is there somewhere called--" Ian double-checked his note, "--Disneyland on one of these?"
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Post by Geno & Gurri on Jun 29, 2020 22:39:42 GMT -5
Neither Geno or Gurri were particularly sure what a “treasure hunt” was: Friend Owl said that families were treasures, and hunts were dreadful things the carnivores did. Still, it sounded fun— and Accipiter had reassured them that no one was going to hunt anyone.
It was rather nerve wracking, with so many strange creatures: plenty of were-men and wif-men, some kind of bluejay-colored crow, a strange one-eyed frog thing, a big golden dog, a small dog the size of Friend Thumper, a small puppy with spots all over his body, and a some grasshopper who looked like a man.
Before Gurri could ask the blue were-man if there were other humans with funny bobcat ears and funnier scents, Geno pointed out the big were-man. Something about him reeked like soot, and it made them nervous.
Not until the red-crested wif-man placed the scary were-man with the tiny dog, the buckling were-man and their friend Andrina did they relax. Gurri did whisper to Geno her worries for Andrina and the others; Geno, who in reality was just as scared, told Gurri that Andrina could take of herself. Why, look how Andrina had handled that man-skeleton thing.
Geno and Gurri hung back nervously while the blue bobcat-earned were-man introduced himself.
"Uhh. Hi. I'm Ian. This'll be fun, right?"
Geno put back his ears in worry: wait, did Ian mean there was a chance this wasn’t a game.
Are you an elf?!
Gurri didn’t know what an elf was— she thought Friend Owl had said something about some distant elf owl cousins? But regardless, that must mean it was okay for her to talk to this Ian-fellow too. It should be fun! Friend Accipiter said that no one gets hunted in a treasure hunt, so it should be okay. How come you’re got blue hair like a bluejay? How come you’ve got big bobcat ears but with no tufts?”
Geno groaned at his sister, turning his attention to the frog thingy.
"Are you ready to hunt?"
“No one hunts in a treasure hunt,” said Geno in a much ruder tone then he intended. “Friend Accipiter said we’re looking for something shiny or something no one knows.”
"Aww baby deers!" The six year old tilted her eyebrows upward with an adoring smile at the two deer, obviously saying the plural word wrong given her age. "Hi baby deers! Can you talk, too?"
Geno and Gurri flinched back, still more than a little afraid of humans.
Then again…hadn’t Perri, the American Red Squirrel, and her friend Porro both spoken of having a human friend, a doeling-human? Why, until recently, the child could even understand what Perri said!
The fawns nervously sniffed the girl’s paw. “Why, you don’t smell scary or mean at all!” said Gurri (Geno was thinking that do, but was glad she had said instead of him). “Not like that scary were-man with the black crest and red fur![Or those dogs— my brother’s scared of dogs. Aren’t you, Geno?”
“Of course we can talk,” said Geno in surprise (it was still better than acknowledging Gurri’s comment). “Papa and Mama just say you guys can’t understand us— usually, you need some kind of mouth-stick.”
"But I thought we were all from Earth?"
“Earth? That’s not a plant, that’s just the ground soil,” said Gurri (of course that Pleakley fellow had said ‘plant’ wrong, but she wasn’t going to hold it against him). Then the blue bobcat-earned were-man said he was from a united realms: those sounded like the kind of big terms their grandsire would use.
You mean treasure hunt? But.. don't we need a map?"
The twins shuddered a little despite the heat. Did everyone have to keep saying ‘hunt’?
“What’s a map?” asked Gurri. “I think I heard of an Eastern cottontail named Mamp, but he was mean.”
“Friend Accipiter didn’t say that we needed a map,” said Geno, brow furrowed in thought. “I think he said it’d either be something shiny to find or a riddle to solve.”
(Geno, for his part, had forgotten the riddle and was hoping that someone else would say it first).
"Ooh, yeah. Is there somewhere called--" Ian double-checked his note, "--Disneyland on one of these?"
Disneyland! That was what the riddle was about! Something about time with that Disneyland place. Now if Geno only could remember the second part…
Post by Morgan Philip on Jun 30, 2020 7:49:02 GMT -5
That simple confirmation was all that Morgan needed to gasp in happiness. "Wow!" She was practically beaming to be with a real elf and talking baby deer! The baby deer sniffed her hand, causing her to giggle a little at the ticklish feeling. She smiled when they said that she doesn't smell dangerous at all. Well, that was good. She didn't want to seem dangerous, either. They seemed to back away from her attempts at being pet though, but Morgan was too passive to keep attempting to pet them, so she refrained from doing so further. "...Were-man? What's that?" The six year old asked with a curious crinkle of her nose, not really recognizing that word. "Yeah, maybe it's the magic of this place that lets me talk to animals. I've never heard of a mouth stick before," She shrugged off the comment about using a mouth stick. Of course, if she knew about it, she'd try it on every animal just to see if they'd talk back, but she'd prefer understanding them better.
The baby deer seemed to question why the elf looked the way he did, causing her to smile upon realizing that they had never seen one before. "That's because he's an elf!" She explained excitedly with a delighted smile spreading across her chubby cheeks. As a six year old, she liked knowing things that others didn't. Kind of like when Giselle had no idea about boys, and it was up to her to explain a few things. "It's okay that they're blue and have pointy ears. They're supposed to look like that," She explained kindly to the baby deer, practically feeling like a princess just talking to them in such a way. Of course, the addition to elves being blue was easily accepted by Morgan. "They can make a lot of things with magic, like shoes and toys!" She explained further to the deer in her excitement, hoping that they would understand just how amazing and rare of an occasion it was to meet one! Of course, her knowledge on what elves could make with magic was limited to the stories she read.
“Earth? That’s not a plant, that’s just the ground soil,”
"I'm from the United Realms,"
Morgan heard a lot of confusing answers, kind of like the kids in her 1st grade class that would shout a bunch of different answers at the teacher. She felt sure that they were on the planet Earth and in the United States of America, since it was said in the pledge of allegiance she had to recite every day, but the passive girl decided not to argue against it, especially an elf. Maybe the world that he came from was called the United Realms. She could accept that.
The six year old girl smiled shyly when the elf was encouraging of her idea. The baby deer seemed confused about a map and why they needed one in order to find the treasure. "We need a map to solve the riddle," She explained gently to the deer, then grabbed the disneyland map and held it up to the elf and the other pirate guy. Sadly, Morgan couldn't read maps very well. She was only 6! "We gotta find the place that says Main Street!" The New Yorker easily remembered her street names, allowing her to know exactly where the shopping places were. "There was a statue there! We have a lot of them in New York, and a lot of them have words and dates on them. Some of them are really old.." She remembered dates on the statues in Central Park that felt like a really long time. "Maybe we could find the answer at the statue?" She suggested shyly, wondering what the rest of the group thought. She remembered passing by the statue while walking to Frontierland and Fantasyland with Jessie, but she never read it. Maybe the answer regarding the date would be on there!
The children, human and non-, seemed to think this was some sort of playtime.
"Kids, we really need to concentrate on the clues. Talk about magic shoes and mouth-organs later."
As Ian pulled out a little notebook to check his notes, Pleakley made a mental note of his own. He liked this kid, liked his methodical mind. That was the way to go about getting things done.
"With you on the team, we're sure to win! Now, does anybody know the answer to this one? I know it starts with a one." Yes, Pleakley had come across that date in his studies, but he couldn't recall it just then.
Maybe we could find the answer at the statue?
"Now that's using your cranium, little girl," he congratulated the smallest member of their team. "Let's head for the statue, team!"
Last Edit: Jun 30, 2020 17:27:10 GMT -5 by Pleakley
Post by Ian Lightfoot on Jul 24, 2020 14:27:18 GMT -5
The tiny deer mentioned that no one gets hunted, and Ian paused. He hadn't considered how the deer might've taken the event. He was glad they knew they were looking for something, instead of someone looking for them.
In fact, the deers' bombarding of questions threw Ian off guard. He was used to odd questions from beans, but not deer. And the present bean didn't seem to have any other questions besides confirming he was an elf.
Still, he had no answers for them. While some elves were purple, like Sadalia, or green, Ian and his family were blue. Thankfully, the young bean had a perfectly reasonable explanation for the deer. The only thing that didn't quite fit was her comment about toys and shoes. Ian couldn't make either, with or without magic.
The pirate-dressed cyclops was enthusiastic about everything, and Ian felt his own excitement growing. "I bet the statue does have the answer! There were statues in New Mushroomton that had dates and other facts on them," he added. Why couldn't this place have similar statues, especially if the young bean had seen them in her home too?
Ian led the way, his long legs pulling him ahead of the others. After a moment, he realized they'd fallen behind, and Ian slowed his pace. It wouldn't do to leave his group!
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