paradisalogs | (no subject)

Who: Gold, you, and a bunch of statues. Also a fake Kyogre
What: Nightmares not caused by Pokemon
When: The plot of course
Where: In Dream Land. Not that Dream Land.
Rating: G, for now

The cold stirs some long forgotten memory that was lost to time, but that's not important. The water level is rising, enough to soak shoes and make walking uncomfortable if it gets in them. The thick fog from the water clears, revealing a circle of sculptures depicting nine children of varying ages and statures. The expression of shock and disappointment directed towards you is so lifelike, it's as if they were real children who were suddenly petrified.

That disturbing thought aside, the water level is still rising. It's up to the ankles now, and anyone without boots is surely regretting it. A monstrous sound echos through the chamber.

It's a sea monster, terrifyingly majestic as it breaches the surface of the water. It's also made of water itself. And it's clearly the source of the flooding, which is by the way, half way up to the knees.

Threaded | Flat

She really could do without another near-drowning experience. This is a little awkward. Just slightly. Going up against some giant water creature wasn't part of the plan either.

As the water falls from Kyogre's back, she backs away, not daring to keep her eyes off it.

The good news for John is that he can fly, which means if nothing else he avoids a little discomfort by floating up above the water level so his feet don't get wet. Unfortunately the long hood of his outfit drags in the water behind him as he floats around the statues wondering how made them, but these things can't be helped. At least he doesn't have to deal with wet socks, which is clearly the worst problem of all.

He's pretty absorbed in what he's doing, and doesn't even notice the sea monster until it's partway out of the water. John shoots up another few feet away from the water in alarm. He sure didn't expect that!