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Post by Kristofor on Aug 8, 2023 4:29:07 GMT -6
Quest #26 As you approach the quest board, you see what looks like quite an elaborate notice... albeit on some pretty plain paper. Still, it's caught your attention and you take the time to read it fully. Apparently, a local theater troupe is debuting their latest play in the public park tonight, and are looking for people to come see it to try and spread the word about them. The questing association is offering quest points for going to see it in an effort to "support the arts", and they're offering free snacks as well! Probably worth checking out, right? The Quest Attend the stage play. You never know, it might be the next big thing! Post Requirement: 10 Note: Kristofor has 'wild speak' and 'verdant lord' as skills! Bold is a headline or wild speak body language. 'talking' is Kristofor's Laiyan speech. Strongly inspired by Aesop's Fable The Tortoise and the Hare, HerePrizes First Completion: 2 QP and a snack 2+ Completions: another snack Oogwai, 3/5 Stamina: 2 Strength: 2 Resistance: 4 Dexterity: 1 Mentality: 1 Abilities: Carapace Moves: Nip, Mist Burst **FIRST COMPLETION FOR KRISTOFOR**
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Post by Kristofor on Aug 8, 2023 20:38:43 GMT -6
As a cub, Auntie Fox would share stories with him and his cousins before bedtime, if they could pry his cousin away from his comics. Most of those stories told a lesson. A falsehood mentioned is always revealed. A false tale often betrays itself. Why was it about falsehood? Because they'd caught baby fox stealing cookies from the jar in the larder, and he had LIED about it. Kind of insulting, but he holds these 'lesson' stories close. But already, Kristofor doesn't like being dishonest with people. So when he is pulling the finger eating snapping turtle along back towards the apartment to let it wander out into the garden, something catches his eye while driving past. Theres a small gaggle of people talking excitedly, "Finally time they released a new show" "It says free tickets!" "Can I bring my toad Gran?" "There's nothing here saying you can't." One ear angles as the crowd starts milling away, seeking to find where to get 'free tickets'. Oh, a new art thing? He did have interest in the arts... The tortle voltitan is unamused at the noises. It did say pets are welcome. But that gave Kristofor the theory that it was 'quiet animals' because the stage production, as the flyer dictates will be noisy of itself. 1
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Post by Kristofor on Aug 8, 2023 21:41:17 GMT -6
Favourites Fables, the Musical! Come see your favorite fables, fan favorites from the famous book sold by the Buukkipas Book Shop, performed live on stage! Bring a friend, bring a pet, bring your family and enjoy our free stage play in the square. Running on the hour for the next three afternoons! Refreshments are free too! ~Bring your ticket stub to the Buukkipas Book Shop for a special prize after the show Oh, and quest points for anyone who turns their ticket stubs into the quest inquisitor person.
Well that sounds fun, doesn't it. He does like hearing stories around the world. The elaborate scrawls look handwritten to his keen eye, though the ending appears like an afterthought, like someone mentioned it while the flyer writer was writing and forgot how to add it properly into the words. He imagined a hard accented voice declaring it over a loudmaker like during whackbat tournaments. The turtle has no choice but to go along, because not so cold moving flat thing is being moved and getting off... is a lot of work. Besides. it would really like to not end up rolled over again. 2
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Post by Kristofor on Aug 8, 2023 22:11:08 GMT -6
'You're being awfully quiet down there.' Kristofor comments offhandedly as he tows his tort-le along, looking for the square where the play will be held. He truly doesn't expect an answer. 'Are all turtles like you this quiet?' For some reason, he thought it might be more... vocal. Those misty mint colored eyes glance upward at the puller. Its barking. Yipping, making not-boom-chirp noises. Grunt. Its...not a displeased grunt. But he's not going to try and give it a pat or anything. Just... don't touch. That beak is plenty sharp, even being young. Probably its hungry. Hm... Fishing into his satchel, the fox stops, and drops a few meat squares on the surface of the pull cart's dented bed. 'Its all I have until we go home, if there's snacks I'll find one for you too.' Well, there's gonna be snacks, but were they specifically for carnivores. Kristofor himself is unsure about eating the snacks himself, for his own dietary sensitivities. Finally coming across a line to get into the square, cordoned off by colorful fabric and ropes. 3
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Post by Kristofor on Aug 8, 2023 22:21:40 GMT -6
The line of various cityfolk are accompanied by anything that is smaller then human sized. He did see someone cross past along the line, with a massive...thing, about the size of a car, and rethink their life choices with the shocked sttares of some of the ticket giver, and move along. Maybe they would be back. "Eyy, step right up little fox boy! Have a ticket. This'll appeal to your little t turtle buddy there today, in for a treat! We'll come through with refreshments before the show starts." a bedazzled bird sweeps them inside, stuffing a parchment ticket into his paws. "T-thank you" he says, pulling the pull cart forward, but the bird blocks his cart's path with its foot. "Ah-ah, carts park out here. We wont' have enough for the audience space if everyone drives in. Little tort's got feet, don't it." A disappointed frown crosses his muzzle, as the bird sidelines him to park the pull cart OUTSIDE THE SQUARE. Now he has to carry the tort-le indoors. The mint eye glances at him, slowly chewing the meat jerky square like its a cow's cud. 4
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Post by Kristofor on Aug 8, 2023 22:32:23 GMT -6
'I'm very sorry, I have more meat for you, but I have to carry you inside.' he explains, lamely, to the tort-le on the cart. It gives a 'hmph' noise, pale eyes squinting with suspicion. Displaying a meat square. 'Dont' bite me.' he warns, approaching. An ominous soft rumbling growl stays his paw from touching the colorful shell. 'Now, don't be like that. You're hungry, right?' Growl. Hungry. Still threatening. Risking his fingers, the fox comes around from behind, grasping the wide stepping stone shell around the edges and lifting with his knees, not his back. Thick treelike legs scrape the metal surface as it leaves the rattling, cold ground. It makes a strange sound that sounds more like a cat or a fox hucking a hairball. No flying! not happy He speedwalks, ticket in clear view into the back row of the benches placed down in rows for the playgoes to sit at, plopping the turtle down on the bench beside him. Its 'just' WIDE enough for holding the turtle. It GLOWERS at him. He just puts a meat square on the bench between them. ...acceptable. 5
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Post by Kristofor on Aug 8, 2023 22:43:33 GMT -6
"I didn't know the labs was manufacturing turtles." someone glances behind them when hearing the turtle scraping the bench with its beak to snap up the bribery meat. He figured it might be a lab thing, but had zero idea of much else for it. "I...found a pretty rock, it became turtle." he admits, awkwardly, rubbing behind one of his large ears. A curious look before shuffling and passing him what looks like a wrap of fabric. Explaining to open this in vicinity of the turtle, it might tell him something more. He's confused, but takes it anyway with a thank you spoken. Just as he's stuffing this wrap of fabric away, the lights start to dim around him and the audience, and a blare of sound comes from before the crowd. Without a proper space to put themselves, the front row is occupied by several instrument players; playing a jaunty, ear-catching tune. Grumble. Noisy. the turtle isn't a fan, or ist just tonedeaf. 6
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Post by Kristofor on Aug 8, 2023 22:59:22 GMT -6
HELLO NEW PETHIA~ WELCOME TO OUR FIRST PRODUCTION IN MANY SEASONS! An avian with the longest neck he's seen ever, tall with a decorated outfit of many ruffles and a tie around its long bare neck, waving a wing jovially. ON BEHALF OF OUR TROUPE, THANK YOU FOR YOUR GREAT PATIENCE FOR US TO COME BACK UP TO PERFORMING STANDARDS. WASH YOUR HANDS EVERYONE, DONT' GET CHIRAMITE FLU. If that was supposed to generate a laugh, it was a few chuckles, and mutterings of confusion. The heck is chiramite flu. AND NOW, FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT, WE PRESENT FAVOURITES FABLES! Sweeping its little hat off its head, the avian bows nearly to beak on the pavement and scuttles away sideways like a crab. They can hear a muted 'ach, I'm fine... fine... just my back...' some less kind spirited chuckle at the bird's plight. Kristofor is concerned but his concern is cleared as the music strikes up again in another jaunty tune. Another turtle grumble. And then three actors come out on stage. A rabbit, a turtle and a human wearing the biggest bug-eyed glasses anyone has ever seen, dressed like an old human. 7
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Post by Kristofor on Aug 8, 2023 23:19:02 GMT -6
TONIGHT, WE PRESENT THE STORY OF THE VOLTITAN AND THE PINK FUZZY BUNNY! the 'wizened' storyteller human croaks loudly, pulling an abnormally large book, bigger then an atlas, out of its giant red purse, propping the book between its hands and flipping pages. THERE ONCE UPON A TIME CAME A VOLTITAN AND A PINK FUZZY BUNNY. BEST FRIENDS WHO DID EVERYTHING TOGETHER. The rabbit is a female human in a bright pink hooker bunny suit, complete with fluffy paws, big feet, a fluffy pink tail and angled pinnk ears. Several males wolf whistle. The only thing distaining from her 'appeal' is the disturbing amount of red liquid splattered down her mouth and on the tips of her paws. She hops along the turtle, who has a very 'dinner plate' sort of costume hugging their figure. The face is craggily painted and shuffles along at a very slow pace. Bouncing around to hop in front of the other, pointing and laughing. ALTHOUGH BEING BEST FRIENDS, THE BUNNY IS IMPATIENT FULL OF HERSELF, AND BELIEVES SHE'S THE FASTEST IN THE LAND. LAUGHING AT TURTLE'S SLOW PACE. "YOU'RE TOO SLOW TURTLE!" she calls out the voltitan. 8
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Post by Kristofor on Aug 9, 2023 3:51:01 GMT -6
KER-CRACK! The turtle claps its 'fins' together and someone smashes a fake attempt at lightning together. Most of the audience jumps. Kristofor's tail fur is on end, doubling it in size. BOOM-KA! Unlike the rest of the crowd, it certainly got the turtle's attention. His meat square partially eaten beside the spooked fox, the animal waves its slightly too short legs for the width of the bench, making little attempts to sound like the fake thunder. BOOM-KA! For once, it looks kind of excited? SHHHH... someone across from the fox gives him a stern look. "DEAR BUNNY, I AM CONFIDENT TO BEAT YOU IN A RUN AT ANY TIME. JUST NAME IT... MY FEET ARE NOT JUST FOR LOOKS" the giant turtle chuckles with enough volume for the audience to hear them. They are wearing clown shoes. "WE SHALL RACE THEN! RIGHT NOW! GO!" she bounds out of vision range on the stage. "AHH, DEAR BUNNY. YOU ARE TOO IMPATIENT." The voltitan says sadly, clapping fins together to make a loud fake crack of lightning. Something around him starts puffing clouds. "FINE, WE SHALL RACE. AND YOU SHALL SEE." boom-ka! The turtle beside Kristofor makes a crack sound, not like bench crack, but beak-clack? Maybe? 9
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Post by Kristofor on Aug 9, 2023 4:09:51 GMT -6
"THE VOLTITAN, OUR DEAR TURTLE IS A VERY PATIENT ONE INDEED. FOR HE CONTINUES ON HIS WAY AT THE EXACT SAME PACE; A SLOW AND STEADY JOG. ONLY MAKING LITTLE BOOMS AS HE MOVES ALONG." The storyteller croaks as the turtle does a slow exaggerated jog off the stage. "VERY FAR AHEAD, BUNNY RACES FORTH, KEEN TO PROVE TO HER FRIEND HOW FAST SHE REALLY IS." She comes bounding in from stage left instead, dashing to the middle of the stage. Each motion of movement was very...uh... bouncy. Full figure bouncy. "FOR TURTLE IS SO FAR BEHIND, THE BUNNY DECIDED TO TAKE A LITTLE NAP IN A TREE HOLLOW, TO LET HIM CATCH UP FOR SPORT, FOR SHE WOULD OVERTAKE HIM WITHOUT FEAR. SHE WILL START AGAIN SOON." A towel is laid out before the bunny and she lays down on it, making exaggerated snoring sounds, occasionally kicking a foot. Two people in black appear and drag the towel and BUNNY off stage. "THE TURTLE CONTINUES ON HIS WAY, SLOW AND STEADY AND UNERRING, EVEN IN THE POURING RAIN." As the turtle actor shuffles across stage, several others start throwing buckets of water at them, soaking the stage, the actor and their stupid clown shoes. Instead of a slow jog, it plodded on with deliberate little splashes to go back off stage. As they vanish, the helpers in black rig up a ribbon at the end of the course behind him. Bunny is put on stage again. "BUNNY WAKES UP A WHILE LATER; ITS DAMP OUTSIDE, HAS BEEN RAINING. HOW LONG HAD SHE SLEPT!" Struggling, the rabbit slips a bit on the wet stage and scrambles to run again with thick wet fake feet. Several humans laugh. It must be a bit exaggerated because here comes the turtle form the left again. "SHE RACES TO JOIN TURTLE, WHO HAS INDEED OVERTAKEN HER...AND REACHES THE GOAL FIRST." He passes her with enough time to cross across the finish line. Several birthday blowers go off. Bethew! "YOU SEE DEAR BUNNY, YOU MAY BE FAST, BUT YOU ARE NOT PATIENT." The turtle actor's craggy makeup grins. "SLOW AND STEADY STILL WINS OVER FAST AND IMPATIENT." Fake lightning again with clashing their fins together. "REMEMBER MY NAMESAKE, OOGWAI." "BUNNY, EMBARRASSED, ENDS UP BUYING HER FRIEND HIS FAVORITE DRINK, A SALTY MOLLY, ON THEIR NEXT MEETING. SHE DOES INTEND TO WIN, EVENTUALLY." the storyteller claps their book together as the two actors slog off stage with very wet shoes. "To this day, Oogwai and Bunny's children still attempt this legendary rivalry of two friends racing against each other. And to this day, Oogwai's win still stands. Will our pink bunny ever take over the voltitan's title? The world may never know. But our fabled tale has a moral: slow, steady consistency will win any race against inconsistency. " The storyteller stops shouting and bows low, losing their hat into a puddle. Several laughs and a round of applause. The three actors shuffle wetly out onto the stage and take exaggerated bows. "THANK YOU THANK YOU. WE WILL RUN ANOTHER FABLE IN AN HOUR IF YOU WISH TO STICK AROUND. HAVE A SNACK, STRETCH, BE WATERED. DONATIONS FOR THE TROUPE ARE BEING TAKEN WITH TICKET TAKERS OUTSIDE AS YOU LEAVE. ENJOY YOUR BREAK BETWEEN ACTS."
Huh. Well this was indeed worth seeing. Kristofor's not familiar with this particular fable, probably because it was Labs'ified, but the story had gotten the little booming turtle's great attention... Hmmm... What if he called the little grouch Oogwai? Oogwai's flailing little legs remind him he should probably take the 'not' small turtle home to the apartment to while away his day going about doing nothing. Pulling the cart indoors to 'only pick up his turtle', it turns out his cart is at the same height for climbing off, so with careful non touched assistance, newly named Oogwai shuffles little legs to struggle back into the tundler to be taken home. Eh, he leaves a few coins for the troupe to support the arts. At least its another story to tell his cousins. 10 +2 Oogwai -done
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Post by NPC on Aug 9, 2023 20:16:42 GMT -6
Congratulations, you have successfully completed the quest! Your QP will be added to the bank, and your prize will be sent out shortly.
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