Apocalypse Soon (Training For Maraha)

[addman]

((Couldn't resist a pun on Apocalypse Now. This thread will not require combat, but will focus upon creating dynamic dialouge between the character of your choosing, and Addman. The idea is that we work together to try and find a way out of the ruins of a destroyed Psychotopia City. Please be aware that Addman is a very self centered character and may seem uncooperative, but maybe you can use that to your advantage))

Bleary eyed and wobbling slightly in the strong breeze, Addman staggered a few steps before loosing his footing upon a loose piece of rubble underfoot. Falling to his hands and knees, the pain in his back was pretty intense to say he didn't have a spine. He took a deep breath to compose himself, then attempted to stand up once more.

Swaying as he did so, Addman took a good look around his position. Smoke plumes cascaded along the once bustling streets of Psychotopia, which now appeared to be more deserted than a premiere of a Uwe Boll movie. Twisted piles of metal lay across the pavements as though it had been that way for decades, the rust had already begun to set in. Potholes had ravaged what was once a pristine road system, and the remains of structures stood barely two foot high off the ground.

The guttering off a nearby building came crashing down, and the resulting smash echoed around the streets, giving Addman a distinct feeling of isolation as he realised that the whole city was not much more than a desolate wasteland.

Unsure of what exactly had happened here, or why he was in so much pain, Addman called out, hoping to find someone who could give him some answers.

"HELLO?!"

The echo reverberated through the winding backstreets, and possibly carried for some considerable distance from the muppet's location.

((Your cue. Remember, don't be afraid of descriptions. RPing is a form of story telling that allows people to simultaneously create that story together. If you can imagine it in your head, try and make the others see what you can see.))

[Maraha]

(Oops, please ignore my... tardiness, please. Oi, I've had a busy month, what with the puppies, kittens, birds, and flat tires and all... The last time I tried replying I made a nice, medium-sized post, but after submitting it it wanted me to login! Ugh, I must have timed-out or something, I lost the WHOLE post, which discouraged me greatly... Oh well, I'll just have to try again, won't I? I'm afraid I cannot recreate the quality of my last post, for I am quite tired at the moment... )

Maraha, in human form, was just mumbling to herself while trudging through a pile of dust, ashes, and who-knows-what. "Rubble, debris, old pinapple... Wait, what? Oh yeah, huh... Ugh, that tasted so bad, I'm never eating old dried fruits again."

'Ugh, where's my hat?' She thought, she grumbled before sitting on a large piece of some old couch, she was amazed she could sit on it without it crumbling to dust, it was so charred all over. She studied her surroundings carefully, nothing but trashed buildings, smoke, and-

CRASH

The echos from the old guttering's crash reached her soon after, and she shot up and looked around to make sure no one was following her.

"Sweet maui onions-what was that?"

Only moments later she heard someone call out, and began to run of in the direction of the caller. "Hey, is somebody out there!?"

(*Tummy grumbles* Speaking of old dried fruit, I need to figure out what on earth that was. <_<; Tasted like pineapple or apple to me... Good grief, why'd a take a bite out of something that I knew nothing about? Eh, whatever... Needed some salt, whatever it was.)

[addman]

((I've had that problem before, but hitting back on your browser should bring you back to the Post A Reply page where you can copy what you've written))

Noticing a stranger calling out and running towards from between barracades, the muppet turned on the spot to face her. As she merged from between thick clouds of fresh dust and debris, he was not aware of meeting her before, and was unsure what exactly she was doing here since everyone else appeared to have vanished.

Taking a few strides towards her, Addman addressed the oncomer in the politest manner he knew how, then bombarded her with a flurry of questions. Since he was so confused, his line of questioning almost ran into one complete sentence.

"Oi, who are you and what's happened here? How can we get out, and do you have any food on you? What year is this? Who's the president?! ARGH!"

With that, he took a step backwards to draw his breath, then look expectantly at Maraha and waited for a satisfactory answer.

[Maraha]

"Oi, who are you and what's happened here? How can we get out, and do you have any food on you? What year is this? Who's the president?! ARGH!"

Maraha almost stepped back as she was practically bombarded with several questions, all of which she would like to answer with '42', but she realized that that wouldn't help at all. "Eh-M-my name is Maraha, I'm not from around here... A strong wind blew my hat off into these... ruins. I'm not sure how to get out of here, I forgot how I even came in! And I'm afraid I don't have any food on me, I left my PB & Syrup sandwiches in my hat." She sighed when she realized how hungry she actually was, she could feel her stomach imploding, and that wasn't a very pleasant feeling. She would shapeshift into a flying form of her's, but her hunger prevented her from doing so.

"I have no idea what year it is," She looked back at the confused Muppet. "but for all I know my old box of Kleenex Tissues could be the president!"

[addman]

"Useful..." said Addman in a slightly sarcastic tone. This Maraha person hadn't given him any of the information he wanted, and hadn't even bought him the standard tribute of food, which was required by anyone who wanted to speak to Addman.

At that moment, he let out a resounding cough, which soon led to a coughing fit as some foreign gas was inhaled. Addman didn't realise it, but there was some kind of irritant in the air that was playing havoc with his lungs. It could have been caused by a ruptured sewage pipe, a broken canister from one of Psychotopia's many laboratories, or it could have been the excessive amounts of dust billowing around in the air. Either way, he nearly choked his stuffing up as doubled over with a ferocious cough.

"*cough cough* We *cough* need food....*wheeze*...let's *splutter* search for food!"

((Note that Addman's actions are usually centered around food and not necessarily the best course of action to take))

[Maraha]

Maraha looked around the area before shrugging. "Unless there's a eatery somewhere, I don't think there's anything to eat for miles... Unless you want to eat debris, or... well... hhhhyaack-!" She was suddenly interrupted by a bunch of nasty who-knows-what in the back of her throat. Just then, she started coughing, but was it the irritant in the air or her cold?

"*Cough* Maybe-*cough*-we should-*coughcough*-get away from here..."

(Oh my, this was rushed... And I actually do have a cold, got it a week ago from my family. Sharing is caring. :D)

[addman]

Maraha actually made a lot of sense. Survive first, then eat later. It was so simple a child could have thought of it. The muppet was already stumbling over to a pile of rubble whilst choking. The rubble was situated in between two buildings and was blocking off their path out of this area.

Scrambling up the pile, pieces of debris started to fall off the mound, leaving clear indentations to be used as footholds. It didn't take too long before he reached the top, spluttering all the while. As he prepared to descend to the other side, the top load gave way, sending Addman crashing down the other side. A few seconds past, and Addman's coughing could not be heard anymore.

[Maraha]

...

"Hey, you-*cough*-you alright?" She called out, concerned for the strange fuzzy creature. She inspected the mound a bit before trying to climb it herself. She was a bit wobbly, she never climbed much before. When she reached the top, she couldn't see much through the dust cloud the muppet left behind. "*Cough* Hello!?"

[addman]

The dust began to settle, and Addman regained his breath. He found that laying low on top of this pile of rubble had helped his breathing somewhat. This was because Addman was below the hazardous vapours that were currently rising into the air, creating a sweet spot of clear air close to the ground. It was only when Addman had taken in a couple of glorious gulps of the clean oxygen that he realised this.

"Hey, Marhoria, or whatever your name is. Stay closer to the ground if like to breathe." He called back, rudely forgetting her name entirely.

Crouching down low to the floor, he could see that they were in a run-down district of Psychotopia, where low rise buildings littered the landscape. Straight ahead, he could see a neon sign adorning a building named "Le Pocky", which (knowing the Psychotopian's eating habits) was no doubt a restaurant with a french theme. To the left of that, there appeared to be an abandoned building with boards over the windows, and to the right was what looked like a mechanic with a wrench symbol on the front. The muppet looked back to Maraha expectantly, trying to see if she'd followed him, and wondering where she wanted to go next.

[Maraha]

Maraha was about to say something but a large, painful cough sent her tumbling down the rubble, landing beside the forgetful muppet. She writhed slightly before the pain from the cough subsided. "Ehn, that-*ahem*-that hurt... My name is Maraha, by the-*cough*-by the way..."

She looked up to see what the Muppet was looking at, and noticed 'Le Pocky'. "Pocky? Le Pocky? Is there anyone in there, though...?" She asked. 'Meh, that big blue thing seems to listen to his gut more than his brains-if he has any, I mean, he does just look like a giant muppet... What would a muppet do with organs and brains and stuff? Whatever...' She thought for awhile, she did wonder about the muppet, how'd it get here? Why does it need to breath, if it's just a muppet? Is it some kind of Biomuppet? 'That'd be cool.' She grinned.

"I'm going to check out the restaraunt first, I can't think clearly on an empty stomach." She was about to stand up but remembered the awful vapors in the air. "Wait a second... forget that. What on earth is that stuff in the air?"