06-15-2017, 06:56 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-15-2017, 07:09 AM by Little Ghost.
Edit Reason: I fucked up.
)
Little Ghost was demolishing his fiftieth bowl of eastern cuisine (this dish being called 'tonkatsudon' for some strange reason) when the PA system in Syntech Station 17's restaurateur section changed from the gentle musics preferred by the various individual establishments into a sharp BWAP-BWAAAP, BWAP-BWAAAP, BWAP-BWAAAP! Little Ghost winced at the extremely loud noise from the Public Announcement system and quickly glanced around for the source of the noise, veritably inhaling the remaining food in the extra-extra-verily large bowl of tonkatsudon. He had become a bit of an attraction as the people in the restaurant had glanced with no small amounts of curiosity. Comments on whether or not Little Ghost was the second coming of Kirby had been by at least six separate staffers here. Not that Little Ghost knew who this Kirby creature was.
"Excuse me, contestant Little Ghost?" a voice asked from the door into this section of the restaurants. Ah, another one of the attendant-bugs that so busily scuttled through this place. Little Ghost slid down from the barstool, grabbing five large skewers of teriyaki chicken from one of the otherwise untouched plates. It had been put on the counter just before the PA system decided that the world would be better if everyone was deaf. And given that Little Ghost was mute it wouldn't have made that much a difference in communicating, at least not from his side. "If you would follow me, please. The tournament is starting soon and we must have you at the proper location in time." Little Ghost nodded in understanding, nothing could rightly proceed without failure if the proper bugs were not where they were supposed to be. The attendant-bug swiftly turned around and left the way it came, Little Ghost following as quickly as his little legs could walk. This attendant-bug had a lot of really thin and long antennae trailing down from the head and over its back. At least these looked well cared for. "Right through here, mister Ghost. Take the bag and then enter the pod at the centre of the room." Simple and clear-cut instructions, this was an efficient attendant-bug!
As Little Ghost entered the pod, his eyes fell on the obvious handlebars. Ok, so should he strap in or something? Maybe this was a weird contraption meant to emulate riding the Stagways? Little Ghost's final view of Syntech Station 17 before he found himself in a rainforest was that this attendant-bug too had those two bulbous shapes on her thorax.
[B7]
The heat and humidity was like running face first into a wall. Slightly confused at his surroundings, Little Ghost did then only logical thing and tried to ascertain his location. The sounds of the rainforest around him was familiar, like that of the Greenpath. The sound of something buzzing in his bag briefly made Little Ghost confused, but when the sound of whatever contraption in his bag was at work was picked up by the creatures of the rainforest around him, a strange creature with what looked like a thick and flexible proboscis looked up from the undergrowth. The movement immediately drew Little Ghost's gaze, causing him to lock eyes with a very strange creature. Little Ghost and the tapir stood there, still and eyes locked in a stare of pure and unadulterated confusion. The rumble of Little Ghost's newly awakened, and quite frankly insatiable, appetite caused the herbivore to twitch and then bolt away through the forest in panic. The creature looked like nothing Little Ghost had ever seen before, but if it feared him perhaps it would make good eats? There was only one way to find out, and much like The Hunter would have rumbled with glee at this sight, Little Ghost had only one thought in mind.
THE HUNT WAS ON!
"Excuse me, contestant Little Ghost?" a voice asked from the door into this section of the restaurants. Ah, another one of the attendant-bugs that so busily scuttled through this place. Little Ghost slid down from the barstool, grabbing five large skewers of teriyaki chicken from one of the otherwise untouched plates. It had been put on the counter just before the PA system decided that the world would be better if everyone was deaf. And given that Little Ghost was mute it wouldn't have made that much a difference in communicating, at least not from his side. "If you would follow me, please. The tournament is starting soon and we must have you at the proper location in time." Little Ghost nodded in understanding, nothing could rightly proceed without failure if the proper bugs were not where they were supposed to be. The attendant-bug swiftly turned around and left the way it came, Little Ghost following as quickly as his little legs could walk. This attendant-bug had a lot of really thin and long antennae trailing down from the head and over its back. At least these looked well cared for. "Right through here, mister Ghost. Take the bag and then enter the pod at the centre of the room." Simple and clear-cut instructions, this was an efficient attendant-bug!
As Little Ghost entered the pod, his eyes fell on the obvious handlebars. Ok, so should he strap in or something? Maybe this was a weird contraption meant to emulate riding the Stagways? Little Ghost's final view of Syntech Station 17 before he found himself in a rainforest was that this attendant-bug too had those two bulbous shapes on her thorax.
[B7]
The heat and humidity was like running face first into a wall. Slightly confused at his surroundings, Little Ghost did then only logical thing and tried to ascertain his location. The sounds of the rainforest around him was familiar, like that of the Greenpath. The sound of something buzzing in his bag briefly made Little Ghost confused, but when the sound of whatever contraption in his bag was at work was picked up by the creatures of the rainforest around him, a strange creature with what looked like a thick and flexible proboscis looked up from the undergrowth. The movement immediately drew Little Ghost's gaze, causing him to lock eyes with a very strange creature. Little Ghost and the tapir stood there, still and eyes locked in a stare of pure and unadulterated confusion. The rumble of Little Ghost's newly awakened, and quite frankly insatiable, appetite caused the herbivore to twitch and then bolt away through the forest in panic. The creature looked like nothing Little Ghost had ever seen before, but if it feared him perhaps it would make good eats? There was only one way to find out, and much like The Hunter would have rumbled with glee at this sight, Little Ghost had only one thought in mind.
THE HUNT WAS ON!
"So you'd pursue the deeper truth? It isn't one the weak could bear."
"Prove yourself ready to face it. I'll not hold back. My needle is lethal and I'd feel no sadness in a weakling's demise."
"Show me you can accept this Kingdom's past and claim responsibility for its future."