01-02-2017, 05:43 PM
A little over an hour passed until I found myself lying on the warm sands of an island beach. The warm sun beating down on me, slowly drying the scuba suit I was still wearing. I had dumped my empty tanks in the water about a quarter of the way into my swim. I wasn’t going to carry them the entire way, are you kidding me? I laid with my back against the sand, staring up into the deep blue sky, the sun’s warm rays hitting my face.
The sun sat in the sky off to my right, and slowly moved downwards. Assuming the sun still sets in the west in the omniverse, my feet were pointing to the south. I laid in peace, enjoying the feeling of not having a voice in my head, trying to force me to swim. It was oddly refreshing, realizing that I had taken the privacy of my mind for granted. I felt myself fall off to sleep.
I woke up hours later, the night sky glittered with stars. A full moon sitting high in the sky. I sat up slowly, brushing sand off of my legs and chest. The moonlight gave an illuminated glow to the area around me, but not enough light for me to find out where I was and what was around me. Feeling slightly more refreshed from my little nap, I focused on summoning a flashlight. The multicolored glowing ball in my hands was bright to look at until I got used to it, and by the time I had gotten used to it, a small hand flashlight sat in my hand.
Using my new flashlight, I began to explore the island I was on. The entire island was made out of sand, with only three palm trees making a triangle in the middle of the island. Approaching these trees, my eyes seemed to see a figure standing in the middle of them. As I got closer, it became more apparent that this was a spirit, and was not a figment of my imagination. The spirit held up a hand when I reached within five feet of it.
“Stop where you are.” The spirit’s voice was raspy and dry. It lowered it’s hand, and turned to face me proper. He stood at just below my height, but the hat he wore brought it up to my height. His face was covered in wrinkles, and his eyes were empty black holes. He had a beard that came down to his chest, and was about as neat as one would expect from a pirate. He had six flintlock pistols strapped to his chest, and a sword strapped to his left leg.
His entire body glowed a light blue, similar to the color of the top parts of the sea. However, he seemed to be only about half real, his body only half visible, and me being able to see through his body and see the tree behind him.
“You have returned my coin to me, and for that, I am grateful.” I stood in silence, not sure I wanted to be associated with a ghost, or even if this ghost was real. I had never seen one before, and I had almost drowned like three times in the last two days. Maybe my brain was running low on oxygen or something.
He seemed to ignore my silence, and continued on talking without missing a beat. “You’ll find that your civilization is to the north. I shall use my power to give you safe waters in your journey home. Goodbye friend” He smiled at me, and slowly faded from existence. I stood still, watching the area where he had been for a few moments, before turning towards the north. I walked to the edge of the ocean, and felt the cool water clash against the scuba gear I was still wearing. Figuring there was no point in wasting the outfit, I kept it on, and summoned a small jetski in the water.
Similar to the motorcycle I had summoned, the jetski was mostly black, but this time with purple highlights on the edges. I thought it was strange that it had suddenly turned purple, as I had always envisioned just a black object, and found that it came with red highlights. I wondered if anything had caused that change, or if it was just a style difference. Either way, I disregarded it, as the information was important to me at the time.
I climbed on my jetski, and began traveling to the north. Relying on the spirit to bring me calm waters, I rode over the waves, always trying to make sure I didn’t turn in a particular direction. I rode into the darkness, turning my lights on once I was sure I wasn’t going to get beached by a sandbar from the island. I caught myself thinking more about the change in highlights. I tried to clear it from my mind, but then changed my mind about it. You know what, why not think about it? If my swim time told me anything, it was a long way back to Costa de Sol.
The sun sat in the sky off to my right, and slowly moved downwards. Assuming the sun still sets in the west in the omniverse, my feet were pointing to the south. I laid in peace, enjoying the feeling of not having a voice in my head, trying to force me to swim. It was oddly refreshing, realizing that I had taken the privacy of my mind for granted. I felt myself fall off to sleep.
I woke up hours later, the night sky glittered with stars. A full moon sitting high in the sky. I sat up slowly, brushing sand off of my legs and chest. The moonlight gave an illuminated glow to the area around me, but not enough light for me to find out where I was and what was around me. Feeling slightly more refreshed from my little nap, I focused on summoning a flashlight. The multicolored glowing ball in my hands was bright to look at until I got used to it, and by the time I had gotten used to it, a small hand flashlight sat in my hand.
Using my new flashlight, I began to explore the island I was on. The entire island was made out of sand, with only three palm trees making a triangle in the middle of the island. Approaching these trees, my eyes seemed to see a figure standing in the middle of them. As I got closer, it became more apparent that this was a spirit, and was not a figment of my imagination. The spirit held up a hand when I reached within five feet of it.
“Stop where you are.” The spirit’s voice was raspy and dry. It lowered it’s hand, and turned to face me proper. He stood at just below my height, but the hat he wore brought it up to my height. His face was covered in wrinkles, and his eyes were empty black holes. He had a beard that came down to his chest, and was about as neat as one would expect from a pirate. He had six flintlock pistols strapped to his chest, and a sword strapped to his left leg.
His entire body glowed a light blue, similar to the color of the top parts of the sea. However, he seemed to be only about half real, his body only half visible, and me being able to see through his body and see the tree behind him.
“You have returned my coin to me, and for that, I am grateful.” I stood in silence, not sure I wanted to be associated with a ghost, or even if this ghost was real. I had never seen one before, and I had almost drowned like three times in the last two days. Maybe my brain was running low on oxygen or something.
He seemed to ignore my silence, and continued on talking without missing a beat. “You’ll find that your civilization is to the north. I shall use my power to give you safe waters in your journey home. Goodbye friend” He smiled at me, and slowly faded from existence. I stood still, watching the area where he had been for a few moments, before turning towards the north. I walked to the edge of the ocean, and felt the cool water clash against the scuba gear I was still wearing. Figuring there was no point in wasting the outfit, I kept it on, and summoned a small jetski in the water.
Similar to the motorcycle I had summoned, the jetski was mostly black, but this time with purple highlights on the edges. I thought it was strange that it had suddenly turned purple, as I had always envisioned just a black object, and found that it came with red highlights. I wondered if anything had caused that change, or if it was just a style difference. Either way, I disregarded it, as the information was important to me at the time.
I climbed on my jetski, and began traveling to the north. Relying on the spirit to bring me calm waters, I rode over the waves, always trying to make sure I didn’t turn in a particular direction. I rode into the darkness, turning my lights on once I was sure I wasn’t going to get beached by a sandbar from the island. I caught myself thinking more about the change in highlights. I tried to clear it from my mind, but then changed my mind about it. You know what, why not think about it? If my swim time told me anything, it was a long way back to Costa de Sol.
Quote:Word Count / Total Word Count
869 / 5287
Quest Stipulations
Come into possession of the coin: Yes
Be compelled to drown: Yes
Try to remove yourself of it. Fail: Yes
Investigate: Yes
Find a way to rid yourself of the coin: Yes
Quest Completed, although it's a unique quest and Vision/Frisk beat me to actually finishing it. Congrats to them however, I enjoyed the way they did it. I shall move on without claiming a quest bonus.
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