Tremors across the Dojo - Volcanic Escape

[3kul]

((Ignore the crappy title, I always did suck with names... Anyways, I'm planning on going away in mid-December for about a month, and since I feel like it, I figure I'd RP my way out on vacation, as I've done once before (only EC members might remember this). Whether this thread actually takes off and lasts long enough for me to leave is something I can't really tell right now, but if it totally flops I can always just turn the whole thing into a story and move it into the Amphitheatre .

As for things like the timeline, I'm going to say that this is definitely AFTER the events of Corporate Development 1 or any other major thread that I'm currently RPing in a canon way with, though I'm not exactly sure what kind of aftermath Corporate Development 2 will leave.))

The abandoned building that was situated near the summit of the volcano in the Black Forest had been undisturbed for the better part of the past couple of years, having served its purpose of being the hiding place for the Onyx Longsword. Or so people had believed. Several uninvited guests had recently taken up residence in there, not wanting their presence to be noticed by anyone else in the Dojo, as such a thing might jeopardize their current activities.

~<Keh! Oh for sure, when messing with something that could very well vaporize the whole damn Dojo, you might want to be careful about who you invite to your freakin' tea parties and your doily-making lessons!>~ The loud, angry Parasitian thoughts of Little Sister echoed through the minds of the four others present, though the only actual sound anybody else might hear would be the clacking of her spider-like legs on the marble stairs. ~<There's nothing to be so freaking paranoid about this all the time, you know - nobody who'd think to screw things up for us has a clue that we're here, and nobody who we can't deal with'll have any intense desires to wander on up to 'desolation central', got it?>~

~<You'd do well to show a little respect to your elders, Corpseless.>~ A second line of Parasitian thought interrupted. ~<Firstly, there is no way what we're doing could in any way damage this place, especially with this 'DP' character you've mentioned to take care of it, and secondly, we've got every right to be extra careful with what we're doing - we've spent almost 20 years away from our homeworld, and we're not going to be spending another 20 years just because we decided to be careless.>~

~<I am quickly growing tired of this needless banter!>~ A third Parasitian line of thought cut across both of them, obviously very annoyed. ~<Corpseless, did you bring the final component or not?>~ Little Sister nodded and slipped something out from her hair, handing it to the Parasitian who'd just spoken. The glinting red knife was easily recognizable as the Ruby Dagger, Dojodian Relic of the Southern Desert. The second Parasitian thought up once again, seeming quite pleased with Little Sister. ~<Superb work as always Corpseless, I for one am nothing short of amazed as to how you managed to->~ ~<Save the praise for later, we've got work to do.>~ The third line of thought cut in again. Little Sister and the other Parasitian nodded, and quickly left the room to head back downstairs.

The three Parasitians entered what Little Sister had thought was some kind of boiler room when she'd first entered the building, though it now looked entirely different. One could barely move about inside, as there was scalding hot machinery everywhere. Almost all of the older machinery that had been in there had been ripped out and replaced with new parts, some of which were recognizable as scrap metal from Corporation mechs. The words 'safe' and 'not going to explode' didn't really jump to Little Sister's mind when she looked at the mechanical monstrosity, but she'd been assured time and time again that her ancestors knew what they were doing here.

Carefully clutching the Ruby Dagger in his metallic jaws, one of the Parasitians made its way quickly towards the back of the room, slipping easily between the machinery as he'd done many times before. A grinding noise could be heard as he opened the machine's core, then several light clinking noises as the Parasitian hooked the Dagger up to the right parts. There was a grave silence in the air as the small group waited for something to happen, Little Sister not quite knowing exactly what to expect.

Suddenly, a massive tremor shook the building fiercely, as if some kind of enormous beast had just surged out of the volcano beneath them and the machinery sprung to life. ~<Just what the hell was->~ ~<Success! It works!>~ ~<Excellent, now all we have to do is wait...>~ The two Parasitians left the room, greatly pleased by their success. Little Sister scuttled after them angrily. ~Hang on a second! You can't expect people not to notice that! Even an idiot would-~ "<Please, let's keep our thoughts in Parasitian at least, Eyes here still doesn't quite have the hang of the English language.>" "<Perhaps if you weren't so selfish with your knowledge, Arms, I'd understand it a little better.>" ~<Keh! Whatever! The point is, people are going to be up here soon enough looking for you, and when they find out what we're doing, they'll->~

Several more tremors suddenly shook the building, though given that they weren't as strong as the first, it was a fair assumption that they were quite a distance away. ~<Just what exactly was that?>~ The third Parasitian grinned. ~<That, naive Corpseless, was the four other generators we've set up. You can't possibly expect us to get enough energy to permit all six of us to travel a million trillion miles from one little volcano.>~ Little Sister waved a large woven hand up in front of him. ~<Spare me the details, I just don't want to be tied to this before I have to. I've still got matters to sort out with these halfwits.>~ And with that, she scuttled out the front door, quickly finding her way back to the Corrupted Cave.

"<Do you think she suspects anything, Arms?>" One of the Parasitians muttered to another as it raised a hand and gazed into it's palm - in the centre, a large eyeball opened, revealing a crystal clear image of Little Sister darting off into the Black Forest. "<Hardly, Eyes. She might have brought us the necessary parts but she knows virtually nothing about this machinery. How are the other points?>" The Parasitian known as 'Eyes' held out the same hand, and smaller eyes opened this time, revealing the location of each of the four other generators that they'd built. They were each set up at different locations around the Dojo - the Southern Desert, the Frozen North, the Evergreen Glades, and the newly built Dojopolis. "<They're all set. Harvesting the correct amounts of energy shouldn't be a problem, and each one will act as a target point for the warp field.>"

The Parasitian known as 'Arms' nodded. "<And should worst come to worst?>" "<Well, Jaws and Wart are in place to cover two of the generators each, and if someone ever manages to get past them to tamper with the machinery, it'll explode, just as we decided.>" 'Arms' grinned with his metallic teeth, and continued. "<And the way to deactivate the explosive devices?>" 'Eyes' didn't seem quite so pleased about this, his metal jaw frowning a little. "<The way I've set it up, you can't. No one can.>" "<Excellent... In just six short days you, me, Jaws, Wart and every other miserable life form on this backwater world will be back on the good ol' Homeworld.>"

((Sorry for the long post. To sum up, the four Parasitians that were once the Jaws of Despair have set up generator devices throughout the Dojo which have caused several tremors - there's one in the Southern Desert, the Frozen North, the Evergreen Glades (aka the Wilds), Dojopolis, and the main generator in the abandoned building on the volcano in the Black Forest. Each generator will have built up enough energy to activate the warp machine that they've built in the abandoned building on the volcano in six days (RP time, NOT real time). As mentioned in the last paragraph, they are trying to warp themselves and every living (ie: mortal) creature in the Dojo to the Parasitian Homeworld. Attempt to screw with the generators without knowing anything about them will result in a large scale explosion (this is more because I don't want people to just powerplay the problem away >_>). So unless you want to wind up on a planet full of beings like Little Sister, the aim is obviously to find some way to stop the Parasitians from doing this - a good start would most likely be locating the generators (which does NOT mean simply stumble upon them, I’ll tell you when you find them, or are getting close ).

Oh, and text written in these things: <>, you can assume as being said/thought in Parasitian. All of the names mentioned are translated from Parasitian – ‘Corpseless’ being the literal meaning of Liyao, which is Little Sister’s real name, ‘Arms’, ‘Eyes’, ‘Jaws’ and ‘Wart’ are all also literal translations .))

[Jent]

((Do they have HE on this, or is it just the five of them?))

*9999 sat upon a tree in the Wilds, looking around the area. Watching the wind move the grass, the animals resting, and himself fell to the grass to sleep.*

Meanwhile

*Venom blade walked through the Black Forest, why is it walking, it's more like dashing around. Crossing to tree to tree, looking every empty hole, searching for something.*

((The form VB is in, is the first form he used in battling Thorngoth. The human one.))

[3kul]

((HollowEyes is unaware of what Little Sister and the Jaws of Despair are up to, but I will be RPing as him in this thread.))

[LordPsycho]

((How come when someone decides to play with the Warp, I'm always stuck cleaning up their mess? When Embri get's the "Destroy the Multiverse" medal done, you've earned yourself one 3kul! I'll jump in later...when I'm not in a hurry.

Anyways 3kul, you forget. Whilst DP was banished and semi-mortal, he managed to master Warp Tech. I bet if he wanted to he could disable the explosives and not even have to use his awesome godly powers. Probably would make another "amatuer" comment somewhere in the process to boot!))

[3kul]

((I didn't really forget, I was more hoping that you wouldn't spoil the fun . It's kind of hard to come up with a good plot when your scheming against a character with infinite knowledge >_>.))

[the Drazilim]

The Drazilim collective has setup residence near the far southwest corner of the Southern Frontier, raising trobifants (but that is another story). They have about a dozen string coil dimension portals at other locations around the Dojo, but they are now primarily down there.

The know that area very well and have immature gecko sized spies that regularly patrol most of the western half of that region, they know the few water sources, and they are also exploring for gems and natural resources. If something is down there, they would most likely know of its existence, although they might well not know what anything was that they saw. Also, if there was just seismic activity in the area, they would already have a ten member team of worker drazils on the way to assess the situation and report back to the collective. They have technology consistent with light military capabilities, mineral exploration, livestock farming, and general "first contact" space exploration.

Given these parameters, would the drazil collective yet be aware of anything?
((You can PM me if you do not want others to know any of this yet. We are highly secretive beings, and we would understand.))

[Shaon]

((Ava shall have fun here~

Just noting that I *better* join in here.))

[3kul]

((Damn, I knew I forgot to cover something.))

The Parasitian known as 'Eyes' raised up its other hand this time, turning it over to the back, two smaller eyes opened. Inside the eyes were images of two Parasitians who looked quite similar to it - large metallic jaws being their only distinguishing features for the most part, they otherwise just had two eyes, a head and a blob of a body. If they wanted to, like 'Eyes', they could alter their shape as they chose to using one of the most advanced Parasitian shape-altering techniques.

~<Siblings, how's everything on your end?>~ 'Eyes' enquired. ~<Kaaaaah, the tunnel, it's all caved in on my side.>~ ~<Ouh, same goes for me. If I want to get back I have to walk, this sucks...>~ 'Eyes' nodded and reassured the two. ~<Relax siblings, we wouldn't leave you out there to die. The time for hiding ourselves underground is over - with the generators built you are free to roam about as you please, provided that you don't attract any unwanted attention. Remember though, NO ONE messes with the generators, got it?>~ ~<I've already set up traps, like, all over the place. Anybody wants to get in, they will find it to be most difficult, if not impossible.>~ ~<Yeah, same. Traps everywhere, and I'll be ready to eat whoever decides to be a smartass and get through them all.>~ ~<See to it that you do...>~ Thought 'Eyes', closing the small eyelids on the back of his hand and returning to his watchpost.

((In case you didn't pick up on it from this post, they tunnelled outwards from the volcano. Obviously not a simple task, but they've had a lot of time to do this in. The generators themselves are buried underground, though the tremors originate from them, so they probably won't be too hard to find, but I can't think of too many people here who would notice numerous small tunnels underground. Most of the tunnels are now caved in (as one might expect with the large tremors), so the Parasitians are now forced to travel on land, though that comes with the bonus of better protecting the location of the other generators.

But to answer your question Drazilim, I don't think that you'd have known exactly what was going on, as 'Eyes' also happens to be an excellent sentry unit (as it's name suggests, and you'll no doubt find out later), so they could have simply abandoned the tunnels or something like that if you got too close for their comfort. If you still feel that you would have found something, give me a PM and we'll sort it all out (this goes for anyone else here who feels the same way), but from the sounds of things, regardless of whether or not the Drazil collective saw anything, you'll have a much easier time pinpointing the location of the generator nearest to you than others might.))

[Panther385]

A sleek, black creature flew over the Dojo, yellow eyes dialated to mere slits. Its elven pinnae were flicked back against its skull, so they would not be torn off by the winds at the speed it was going. It resembled a serpentine dragon, albiet lacking spines, legs, or even a mouth opening. Just an extensive hide (with fur like a Brillo Sponge) and two monstrous, slowly beating, wings. The membrane on the wings showed their veins, each one pumped giagantic amounts of life-giving crimson blood.

Panther had taken thsi form out of will; crafted it from various DNA strands. Being of moot gender now, it felt like spending time alone. Sadly, it'd forgotten the form's love of all things metal, and was now searching around for any type of high-energy source that would contain a helluva lot of metal. It created an ebony arc across the sky as it flew, like a demonic rainbow.






((I feel poetic today. ))

[the Drazilim]

((I'm not saying that they did find anything, I'm saying that if any thing new had appeared above ground, they'd have noticed it. I'm asking,"did they see anything new recently?" You seem to be suggesting that they didn't. If that is not right say so.))

The group of worker drazils arrive in the general area of the recent "earthquake" or so they think it was. They begin to take readings, searching for the origins of the activity and looking for fault lines that may have opened up any cracks in the earth. They are looking for iron ore, or, copper or nickel deposits. Also, they are looking for the kinds of rock formations that would yield any significant gem stone deposits.

They begin to set up the instrumentation to take geologic "sonar" type readings of the rock strata beneath them.

[LordPsycho]

DP was having some green tea at the meeting house when a tremor caused him to spill some on himself. Naturally irritated, he walks over to a seemingly empty wall, and pushes a hidden button.

Panels of the wall start shifting and flipping all over the place. Once they finished, DP sits a the newly formed computer terminal, and logs himself into the Psychotopian Central Processing Bank. Going to the Department of Geology's files, he pulls up some new maps that indicate where in the Dojo the tremor's are coming from.

As he looks at the map, his eyes grow wide in disbelief. The tremors are centered in the exact configuration that one would expect to find a warp cluster. The coincidence was too exact, He had seen another world try this.

Unfortunately for that world and fortunately for Ka'rel, that world kinda blew up from it and he went on to be some sort of super--guy--thing.

But before DP could react, he was blinded by a bright flash of light. When he could see again, he was before the High Council of Gods.

"You have done well, Au'Marui, in founding our haven and growing it to prosperity." Chronos' voice boomed. DP fought back the hatred he felt for this Council of would-be Gods. It was because of them he was banished, and their silly witch hunt. But that was in the past, what could they possibly do to him now that he had ascended.

"This has made you quiet powerful among us," Chornos continued, "Maybe too Powerful. I'm afraid to inform you that the time as come to test whether you are worthy, of both the Soveriegnty of the Dojo AND of your Godhood."

DP was shocked! How could they? Who the hell did they think they were? He had single handedly secured their future with the Dojo, and this is how they repay him. He held himself from outburst, though. He didn't want to upset them, cause them to bring their wrath. No way was he going to end up like Shaon ( :p ).

"You have just become aware that something is happening in your Dojo. Your mission is to undo it. Without your powers. If you cannot lead these people and save the Dojo as a mortal, you are not deserving of your Godhood, and you will be placed into the care of Rafrika once again. Are we understood?

DP was shaking with rage. His fist were clenched tight, and his face was red. He managed to spit out "Understood, your highness" without going off.

Another blinding light, and DP was back in the meeting hall. He went to punch something, anything to vent his rage, and instead of the usual destruction, his arm met with a sharp pain. The )*&#)(* ((I'll let you use your imaginations there)) had actually done it! They had made him a mortal. There are not words I dare put here to describe how he felt.

He managed to calm down enough while tending to his now bleeding knuckles to start coming up with a plan of action. He'd need a team...people who'd be willing and qualified to help.

He still had close ties to the Evil Council...maybe he could call on Fort, or possibly his alter ego Predator. During the Forum Wars, Predator had been a great enemy and warrior. If worst came to worse, a little manipulation "In between" might be in order.

There was that guy Micka, and his shapeshifter Melody. Records shown they had come to the Dojo, although DP had yet to actually meet them, at least not since giving him the Armband.

Danikat and him had mantained their love/hate relationship (you know, love to hate type?), and was teaching recruits at the Training Dojo.

When DP came to the next name on his list, he realized he had a problem. Or Several. Lord Asriel had not been seen in any of the normal realms since the Forum Wars, and even if he had, there is no guarentee he wouldn't kill the Mortal DP where he stood. Their hatred of each other was deep, and started with some kind of incident involving the Sanity Blade. But his aid had been crucial in fixing the Multiverse in the Forum Wars, and it might be so again.

DP had a list of the people from the Forum Wars, and sent off ghosts to deliver notifications of the incident and request aid to those parties.

DP then looked at the people he had met since then.

For some reason, Hollow Eyes came to the top of his mind. He put down his name and went on.

There was Addman the Possessed puppet, Shaon the Goddess of illusion, Goron, HisLordship, Drone, Angel, Father Mac, Till Doyle and the Corporation, Embri, Shine End, Shadowviel. He started with this list and then threw it out. This problem would require as much help as neccesary. He called all the ghost that he could find, and gave them a huge task, They'd need to go out to everyone he hadn't already contact, but had immigrated to the Dojo, and give them this message (which was the same sent to the above):

[3kul]

(( DP IS MORTAL!!!! Wow, crazy, I definately did not see that coming (pretty tough treatment from your fellow Gods and Goddesses there DP), but it'll certainly make things interesting... Now the destruction of the Dojo is a little more certain, and it's saving just a little less, yay .

And sorry if I've upset you in any way Drazilim, I was kinda talking in past tense as reference to your previous post. What I meant to say was that they probably wouldn't have noticed the generators whilst they were being made, though I suppose there are a few things that some people might notice. Since I don't feel like posting entirely ooc, I'll mention them now.))

'Eyes' felt a slight throbbing at the base of one of his wrists and lifted it up, opening the corresponding eyelid to get a glimpse of what his sentry eye had noticed.

Not too far from the worker drazils, a small patch of flowers shifted slightly, despite the fact that there was no change in the direction of the wind. These patches of flowers had quite recently popped up in various places all over the Dojo, and though they seemed to have originated from the area near Psychotopia, nobody knew exactly what they were called. They were rather plain, each one bearing roughly the same colouring as the location that they grew in, though their centres sometimes bore a rather disturbing resemblance to an eyeball. ((In case it's not obvious, these are how 'Eyes' manages to keep watch over most of what's happening. Should anyone attempt to remove these flowers from the ground or physically touch them, 'Eyes' will almost certainly abandon them, and they'll wither and die. Should you still try to experiment with them, tests would reveal that the plant was a parasitic weed from an alien world, but not much else. There is no magic in their nature, as they have incredibly thin roots that extend underground back to 'Eyes', which he can also destroy at will.))

~<Wart, the group of lizard people are nearing your location - make sure that they don't find the generator, it's far too early to have people meddling with these things.>~ ~<Diversion or trap then, Eyes?>~ 'Eyes' paused and thought for a moment. ~<Diversion would definately be your best bet in this case, you're dealing with a rather organized bunch there.>~ ~<Diversion it is then, kindness over cruelty...>~

'Wart' shuffled over to the generator, extending his body over it to cover it, before his skin gradually began to change. Many large scaley blotches began to spread across him, until his body encompassed the entire cavern that the generator was in, and looked very much like the rocks around it. He wasn't exactly sure what kind of things that the people above him were looking for, but at the moment he'd imagine that they'd be looking at quite a large chunk of incredibly dense rock.

Further down the collapsed tunnels, similar chunks of rock suddenly softened upon Wart's command into what appeared to be cysts, before bursting and spilling precious gems out into the cracks in the stone, creating cracks in the ground above as they did so. He'd made sure to plant these growths in parts of the ground where they'd leave tell-tale evidence of something interesting being buried, and hopefully lead the curious people away from him.

((That's what you and possibly some other people might've found so far Drazilim. Feel free to choose what those precious gems are for yourself, they'll appear to be quite legitimate, though their formation will be obviously crude, and leading a little distance away from where the tremor in your territory originated. The flowers are the only thing I've forgotten to mention that might have been previously visable above the ground, their roots and the tunnels below - I've written all of this down too, so no more mistakes from me (hopefully) .))

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Moments after a tremor had wreaked it's havoc on his house of cards (of course, these things only strike when you're on the last two), HollowEyes found himself confronted by Ghost and a message from DP. "Ah, is this for me?" Ghost dropped the message and left, which seemed to be an obvious sign that yes, this message was indeed for him. Little Sister quickly scuttled in, snatching up the note moments before HollowEyes could open it.

~Whatwhatwhat is this exactly? Junk mail? Don't read this crap Byule, a total waste of time! Keh! Toss it in the garbage I say, nothing more than worthless propaganda from the Psychotopian Army, we don't need this kind of thing. Where the hell is something to eat?~

As quickly as she entered, she rushed out, taking the note with her. She quickly opened it, perusing through the contents quickly and memorizing it. As she read it, she parted her hair, allowing the four eyes arranged around her Mimic Eye to catch a glimpse of it. Each of these eyes had been altered by 'Eyes' to transmit what she saw to the four Parasitians from the Jaws of Despair, so she quickly relayed the message to them as she closed off her mind to HollowEyes.

~<Hey, what the hell is this? You're home is in great danger?>~ An angry Little Sister convened with the other Parasitians. 'Arms' thought in reply, not nearly so worried as she was. ~<Relax Corpseless, it's obvious that this DP is over-reacting to the tremors.>~ 'Eyes' then decided to chip in, just to make sure that she wasn't suspicious. ~<Exactly, we've told you numerous times now, this isn't going to do anything to harm the Dojo at all, so there's nothing to worry about.>~ Little Sister looked the note over once more before deciding to take their word for it. ~<Alright, just make sure that you don't get caught.>~ She thought, cutting off her link with them and re-opening the one with HollowEyes.

Scuttling back into the room, she thrust the note into his arms and began shoving him out. ~Why the hell are you still here? DP summoned you, go see him before he throws a freakin' lightning bolt at you or something!~ HollowEyes read the note as he was quickly shoved towards the Cave entrance. "Are you ok Little Sister? You seem a little jumpier than usua-" ~GET GOING ALREADY!~ She shouted, practically hurling him out of the Cave. "Hey, wait, doesn't this seem like the kind of thing that I might need the Ruby Dagger for?" ~Oh, um, that old thing? Yeah, sure, I'll bring it along later, you should get going now though, because otherwise bad things will happen. Lots of them.~

She quickly scuttled back into the Cave, leaving HollowEyes both confused and worried, in regards to both her mental health and the current state of the Dojo. He quickly made his way over to the Meeting House, deciding that he'd better hurry over now to make sure that he wasn't late or anything.

((EDIT: fixed spelling error that was bugging me ))

[Micka]

Micka sighed as he streched out on his hammock, which swung gently in the warm breeze. He smiled as the sounds of splashing water could be heard from the nearby lake. He and Melody had found this place a few weeks ago, and had promptly decided to stay.

~Still trying to swim?~ He asked the shapeshifter.

~Trying nothing! You should check me out!~

~Heh, think I'll pass. You'd only get me all wet, again.~

~Fine, your loss.~

Micka yawned, and closed his eyes. He was just drifting off to sleep when he felt something light fall on his face, and a faint, ghostly voice in his ear.

"You have 1 new message."

He quickly sat up, looking around for the mysterious messanger, but they had already gone. Picking up the note, he read the message several times before getting out of the hammock and walking towards the lake. Whistling sharply to get Melody's attention, he then called out to her.

"You'd better come out, somethings up!"

A moment later she was standing beside him, still soaking wet, and dripping water.

"What's up?"

"A summons, from DP, of all people," he replied, showing her the note, and placing one hand on her shoulder. "We need to go to the Meeting House now."

Placing on hand over his, she nodded, and they both vanished.

To anyone who was watching carefully enough, a small section of the pathway to the Meeting House seemed to get brighter for a moment. This was followed by a barely audable pop sound, and finally by the appearance of Micka and Melody. As they walked towards the building, Melody looked at the trail of water she was leaving, and stopped.

"I think I'll stay out here," she said. "Don't want to make a mess inside or anything."

Micka nodded. "Ok, I'll go see what this is all about then."

Quickly he walked to the door, knocked, and then let himself in. Noticing only DP inside, he walked further inside.

"We came as soon as we got the message, what's all this about the Dojo being in danger?"

[Jent]

((DP, did my other characters get the message (Crossfire co, Natu, Katara, Trace, Clone 9999, Max.)?))

*Venom Blade felt the earthquake when he killed a tiny bird, throwing the corpse on the ground. He runs towards the earthquake.*

"This is relaxing." *Clone picks himself up from the grass, then he spots a eyeball like plant.* "What's that?" *9999 goes up into a tree, grabbing all of his stuff. The wrist console, the red shield, silver blade, the blue box, the dao blades, bag of potions.*

((If you didn't want him to find an eyeball, that's fine.))

[3kul]

((Trot, no offense, but you're going to have to be a little more specific in how exactly Venom Blade somehow instinctivly knows where the earthquake is originating from and where he's going, because it really makes no sense for him to be running towards something that's rippling through the ground beneath him, unless you intended for him to slam his head into the ground or something >_>...

As I mentioned before, I don't mind if people find an eyeball plant, though your description is a little off - the centre of it looks like a tiny eyeball, the rest looks like a 'regular' flower, it's not just some crazy eyeball on a stalk or something . I personally wouldn't think that it's that obvious or worth noting, but I suppose if you were lying on the ground and looked at it close enough it's not unreasonable to assume that you'd find it weird to have the flower looking back at you (but hey, we're pretty close to Psychotopia ). Keep in mind though that the moment you choose to touch or get too close to the flower it'll 'die off', so it's not like you'll be making any major discoveries by finding it.))

'Eyes' watched the slack-jawed fool gawk at it's precious sentry flower-like tendril through one of the receiving eyes on it's arm, at the ready to disconnect the distant growth from it's body if such an action was required.