Mt.Neverrest:The Ascent

[Coolpikaaa]

Mt.Neverrest.

One of the highest, most dangerous mountains in the dojo.

Heavy storms rage the mountain, preventing flying or teleportation to the summit.

And you have been hired to climb it.
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In this RP you are a member of Team Pureen, a group of dojoians who want to make it to the top and go down in history. Your character will be given the basics to climb. (A pick, rope, air tanks, sleeping bags, ect.)The team starts out at Base Camp 1, near the base of the mountain.

Also, rumors of hidden treasures around the mountain will be yours if you can find them.

Many twists will be reveled as you compete to reach the top, so be careful!

-Coolpikaaa

[Mitsukai]

Eldric, a tall, lean-built male with messy dark hair and striking emerald eyes, double checked his equipment. "Let's see... pick.. check... rope... check... air tanks.... all good... sleeping bag... good..." he muttered to himself, continuing til he reached the end of his list. He was inside Base Camp 1, excited- and slightly nervous- about the journey he would start tomorrow morning. Sighing, he quickly scanned his equipment, already neatly laid out, before slipping under the covers of his temporary bed and falling fast asleep.

[CrazyD]

Cole had always thought about climbing Mt.Neverrest. He had never been givin the opportunity to actually climb it. He had been training alone for 2 years hoping some day to reach the top. He had mentioned his plans to some of his friends but they all said he was insane! Only half the people who climbed it ever came back, and those who did, had horrible tales but all of them had some type of treasure.

Just reasently, he had found a boy named Eldric who also wished to climb the mountain. Cole had not yet met this boy, but tomorrow they planned to meet with the rest of the team. Cole only knows of this one other boy. The rest of the team is a complete mytery to him.

That night, Cole checked his equipment twice before going to bed. He struggeld to fall asleep that night because there was something inside telling him to stay home tommorrow. It took awile to shake the feeling, but it did eventually go away. Cole had gone too far to turn back now.

[Mitsukai]

Eldric had waken up a little bit before dawn. Stretching, he allowed some time to pass for his eyes to adjust to the lack of light. Spotting Cole, Eldric gently shook him. "Wake up Cole... we best get a bite to eat before beginning."

[Mr. Barret]

((I would love to join in this RP, but it almost looks like it has been abandoned. Let me know if I'm welcome, and if this thread is alive. As it is now, I will post a short entrance post))

The tent opening flapped and snapped in the wind as it was jerked open and as quickly closed by the character who slipped through it as quickly as he could. Once the snow stopped whirling about, and the person could be viewed, it was as though a tropical bird had stepped into a snowglobe, the contrast was that vivid, and as absurd.

Zane stood just inside the entrance of the base camp tent and stomped his bright yellow snow boots, and flapped his arms, and generally shook snow off of himself and all over everything else. "Brrrr. . . It's cold out there, ya know?" Zane's mouth said, from beneath his silver mirrored snow goggles. "Sorry I'm late. There was a bit of a snow storm, and my Ferrari just can't handle deep snow drifts when they're deeper than 12 feet."

Today Zane's garish clothing actually served a purpose. It was still garish, but this time it was warm, and necessarily so. He might have been joking about the Ferrari, but the 12 foot snow drifts were real. Above the previously mentioned yellow snowboots were a pair of snow pants embossed with a flame pattern in yellows, oranges, and reds. The ski jacket above that followed a similar pattern and had a large skull on the back of the jacket that was wreathed in flame. From the neck of the jacket, a tie-dye scarf emerged and surrounded the lower half of Zane's head, but was drooping a little at this point, and exposed some of his nose. Perched above the scarf were the aforementioned silver goggles which completely hid his icy blue eyes, which were just the perfect shade for the current environment. Topping off the whole mess was a multi-colored ski hat in a style obviously knocked off from a medieval court jester. Long points and strips of colored cloth bedecked this explosion of color, and yet did not detract from its head warming abilities.

This burst of tropical jungle stood at the entrance a moment, and then removed his goggles, revealing his blue eyes, which were twinkling in merriment. The scarf fell a little further and revealed a half smile which matched the amusement in his eyes.

[CrazyD]

(yeah, I think it's some bit alive. I know the guy who started this RP, so i'll PM him to tell him people are interested.)

*Cole stirred in his sleep. He moaned and groaned when he dreamt about one of his picks failing. (There was a slight sizzling noise. Cole looked at his pick, and the pick melted out of his hand. The liquid that used to be a pick formed into a bird, then started attacking him.Cole began to fall into the darkness below.) Cole jarred awake.*

"It's only a dream! That'll never happen." He told himself. Still he couldn't fall asleep. There was still something wierd about this trip.

[Coolpikaaa]

Coolpikaaa walked out into the middle of base camp.

"WE START THE CLIMB IN THE MORNING!"he yelled out into the cold air.

-coolpikaaa

[Mr. Barret]

((why do I not see character sheets for either Cole of Eldric? I've looked in the Hall of Records, but I cannot see either one. I was hoping to be able to find out some basic things about the characters that I'm supposed to be RPing with, but, well. . . am I missing something?))

Zane had just curled up inside his sleeping bag (rated for bazillion below, or some such hellacious number) and was getting comfy for the restful sleep that he knew he would need for he next day's hike when a voice called out across the windblown snow.

[CrazyD]

CrazyD had just once again fallen asleep when he heard someone yelling about starting the climb in the morning.

"What moron was that? I'm never going to fall asleep now! Couldn't he tell us in the morning!"CrazyD muttered to himself. CrazyD did managed to fall asleep, but it wasn't for anouther half hour.

(Sorry to everyone I may have confused. I put my name as Cole to see if anyone would say anything. I would expect Coolpikaaa to notice but o well. Anyways I am CrazyD. I am a Tyranid Warrior. Check the records and genetic thing for more info.)

[Coolpikaaa]

Later...

Coolpikaaa stood at the base of the mountain.It was going to be one looonng climb up.The weather looked mostly clear but he REAlLY wasn't sure how long that would last.

"All you climbers best hurry over here!"

-coolpikaaa

[Leporidae]

Leporidae made a heavy sigh. She had some trouble with some wolves she ran into while she was walking here, and now it looks like it just might be too late. She walked up using Tail, her staff, to help her get up to the base. Noticing that she is the only one awake except for Coolpikaaa, she sneaked up to him. A scare was in order: She took a pounce to the right, turned her head to the left, and growled in Coolpikaaa's ear. Barrels of laughter ensure,
not caring at all if anybody else found it funny or not.

[Coolpikaaa]

Coolpikaaa jumped straight into the air,letting out a wave of electricity and what ever had just "attacked" him.He hit the snow and started to roll around.

"I really hope no one sees this...."

-coolpikaaa

[Mr. Barret]

Zane rolled over and woke up. Uggg.... what time is it? Zane thought, as he looked around for the digital clock that usually was his master of time. Then he remembered where he was and why he was seeing the inside of a tent instead of the walls of his room. Oh yeah, mountain, snow, climb and cold. Wonderful. Zane looked around and saw that everyone else was still asleep. Well, I'm probably not going to go back to sleep anyway, so I might as well get up. Zane knew how his body worked and saw no point in just lying inside his sleeping bag when he could be preparing for what would likely be the hardest physical task that he would perform in his life.

Zane pulled the zipper of his sleeping bag open and climbed out onto the floor of the base camp tent. Holy. . . Brrrr! Zane let out a quiet yelp and tucked himself back inside his sleeping bag. More clothes needed first though. . . lots of them. Rolling over to his luggage, Zane removed his clothes from yesterday, the flame embroidered snow suit and such, and began changing his clothes inside his sleeping bag. When he emerged from the confines of his bright pink cocoon, he was fully clothed in appriopriate snow wear and ready for the harsh reality of weather on Death Mt. Or Mount Never-rest. But whatever.

And the next task on our to-do list is to rustle up some grub. It appeared that there was actually a corner of the base camp tent that was set up for such a task. Hey, food. And free food too. My favorite flavor. Soon a tasty aroma filled the tent as Zane maneuvered his way through the preparation of pancakes. And here I was thinking that I'd be out of luck on the pancake front. I'm certainly pleased to be proved wrong. Multiple batches of pancake batter were stirred, concocted, and baked. That left plenty left over, after Zane had eaten his fill, for anyone else that wanted any. mmm-mmmm, pancakes. delicioso, if I do say so myself. I think that now I can face anything this mountain throws at me after some good grub like that.

After breakfast, Zane decided to walk outside for a while to get a feel for the area, and kind of scope out what he could see before the actual trek took place.

It was during this brief period of wandering that Zane heard a familiar voice, "All you climbers best hurry over here!"

Fine, fine. I'm coming. Taking a detour to pick up his equipment, Zane meandered his way over to the location that the voice was coming from.

Maybe finally I'll get to see who this guy is. And for that matter, who all I'll be climbing with. There had been a few odd shapes in the tent last night, and Zane knew that he could expect anything around here. It was all a question of what specific type of weirdness he would encounter.

As Zane approached the place where the voice came from, he saw, of all things, a pikachu. What the devil? Well, ok. . . I guess I can deal with that. In fact, maybe. . . but I'll find out if I need to. Zane's brain took a little side trip and soon snapped back to reality. Not only was there a pikachu standing in the middle of the clearing, but there was something that was apparently stalking said pikachu. Before Zane could intervene, for good for for ill, the creature sprung. In witnessing the attack, Zane thought it was something very much like something that he himself would do. The creature apparently did not mean any harm, as it merely leapt up to the pikachu and growled at it. It certainly scared the bejebus out of the pikachu, but no physical harm was intended. Zane snickered as he walked forward. He'd seen the reaction that the creature had had on the pikachu, and was quite amused. It was the perfect reaction to a scare prank: an overexaggerated reaction that truely shows that the target has been thoroughly scared out of their wits.

By this time, Zane had reached a close proximity to where the previous attack had taken place. He was a little wary of both creatures, as he wasn't sure how they would react to this new presence, but he was fairly certain that he was in no real danger. After all, was this not the location from which the voice had summoned the climbers?

Looking down at the fallen pikachu, and the poised cat-like creature Zane asked, "Which one of you called the climbers?" A twinkle in his eyes showed as an after effect of the amusement that he had just seen play out before him.

"By the way," he said, directing his words at the downed pikachu, "You jump quite well."

[Coolpikaaa]

Coolpikaaa wiped snow from his eyes.The "creature" that attacked him was just Lep,a dojoian he had met before.Then he noticed the other person.

"I called all the climbers over.See,I run this climb and we are a bit late.Plus we better hurry before the weather worsens...are you ready to go now?"

-coolpikaaa

[Leporidae]

She starts to calm down after a big round of laughter. A tear of joy is wiped away from her eye with the end of her finger. Leporidae clears her throat and puts on her best pokerface (And it's not a very good one at that)

"I belive so. Let me check my bags."

The orange sack is slipped off her left shoulder and rummaged around in. Leporidae lists off the items as she looks through.

"Yup, everything except my climbing equipment is here. I'm quite sure you have it packed ready for me here, yes?"

She blinked for a few moments at Coolpikaaa and Zane. Lep places her hand/paw on her chin, looking ponderly. Her eyes shifted side to side until her memory came back.

"Oh yes! I remember now!"

Leporidae slings the orange sack back on her shoulders and runs off about ten feet away. After about two minuets of much growling and grumbling, she comes back with a rope dragging behind her. As she approches, three loosly-tied wolf corpses are tied on by their feet. She approches Coolpikaaa with a evilish frin on her face. She gets on her knees and fakes a begging.

"Can I bring my widdle puppies? Pwease? Pwease? Pweetty pwease?"

Suddenly, Lep seems to be distracted. The rope fell off the wolf corpses for the millionth time. She turns around to face the rope, and gets annoyed.

"Goddammit! Not again! Will this darn this ever stay still?"

She runs back to fix the rope, obviously struggling. Apperently, she never attended a Summer Camp before