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polymods ([personal profile] polymods) wrote in [community profile] polylogs2021-06-01 03:00 pm

Carcosa, pt. 2

POLYMYTHOS: CARCOSA

Carcosa


Ⅰ. CARCOSA
You Are Still Here.

Another month, and you’re still in the city of Carcosa! Isn’t that just wonderful?

You still have access to the city’s temple and the High Temple.

The side effects you may have suffered from throughout the month of May are now at an end - if you had a pesky mask glued to your face the whole time it will now fall off. You might need a little moisturizer, but otherwise you’ll be just fine.

You could sit around inside the relative safety of the temples, of course, but why not get out there and explore the city some more? Come on, grumpypants!



Ⅱ. SPEAK EASY
CW: Optional alcohol consumption.
What kind of pet shop is filled with rambunctious yahoos and hot jazz music at 1 AM? That's right - the best damn pet shop in town! Sidle up to the back door of Curly's Pet Shop and a panel will open enough to reveal a pair of eyes. "What's the password?" you'll be asked. Whatever word first comes to your mind, well, that apparently is correct because you're let in at once.

The front of the building definitely does indeed house fish and birds and kittens, but the back room is definitely not a good place to find a new animal companion; you find yourself in a crowded little room with low lighting and a small bar crammed into one corner. There's seats and some tables, and most importantly there's a band playing jazz music across from the bar.

Why not take a seat and have a drink? It's probably not paint thinner. Probably. Maybe you'll spot some of your fellow Travelers and you can sit and have a chat. Make a new friend who can hold your hair back if you party too hard.

And you better hope that the place doesn’t get raided!

Notes:
1. The drinks are all era-appropriate - you’re not getting Redbull with vodka here - and even if your character has non-human physiology they will work the same as they would on a baseline human. That’s right, your magic or your healing-factor or your vampire blood is no match for these Gin Rickeys!

2. If Curly’s does get raided while you’re there, you can run and hide or choose to engage with the police, who are armed and not too shy about opening fire if you go on the offensive. As with the rest of the regular residents of Carcosa, the officers are human and can be killed. Killing them may affect the colour grading of your Scrywatch depending on the situation. (Is it beneficial to personal growth to kill in order to save someone else, for example? You tell me!)

3. Did you want a pet from the front of the building? Well, just remember that baby turtles and alligators might SEEM like a good idea, but they grow up! Also any animal you take will not travel with you to the next island. So sorry.



Ⅲ. EXPRESSIONISM YOURSELF
CW: Optional paranoia, hallucinations.
If you wander the streets at night, you may find yourself getting turned around. You'll find that the streets have lost their many lights, and the beautiful and delicate art deco architecture has given way to something much more stark and heavy. The buildings are block-like, but they curve in exaggerated ways that hurt the eye if looked at too long. All are in blacks and whites and greys. Nothing looks quite real, but you can walk along just fine. Probably better not to go off alone, though.


Periodically you will encounter that pesky sign of some sort painted on the walls. If you follow the sigils, you will eventually be led to a long staircase that winds down and down until it finally terminates in a large white room lit by a few electric lanterns. There's black paint there, with brushes. Maybe you're feeling creative?

Notes:
1. You’re pretty sick of this stupid sigil, aren’t you? In fact, you consider yourself QUITE the detective and have been searching after its meaning! Or maybe you played Call of Cthulhu a lot in college, you nerd!

Painting the sigil on the wall will cause you to feel disoriented and paranoid until you leave the white room. From that point on you can discover a copy of a play entitled The King In Yellow anywhere in the city you choose. Reading the first act of the play has no effect on you, however if you choose to read beyond the first line of the second act you will spend the rest of the month suffering from periodic hallucinations, often of a tall man in a pallid mask.

2. While there is no compulsion to paint, choosing to work out any of your character’s issues through art therapy can be reflected in your Scrywatch colour if it is significant enough.



Ⅳ. AS FAR BACK AS I CAN REMEMBER, I ALWAYS WANTED TO BE A GANGSTER
CW: Optional gun violence, injury.
Art? Theatre? Music? BAH! Boring!

Maybe your tastes are a little more on the dangerous side? Whatever this island may be, it seems to offer plenty of opportunities to get into the seedy underbelly. Maybe you feel the need to steal a car, rob a bank, transport some illegal hooch for a smiling fellow in a yellow fedora. Grab your tommy guns, kids, it's time to outrun the Feds!

Naturally, you could wind up injured having all of this fun, but surely you could get some help from your fellow Travelers, either directly or by having them haul you to some sort of underground doctor. These doctors do exist, although it might take a while to get referred to one by a local.

You might also find yourself under arrest and stuck in an old-timey jail cell for a month. What fun!

Notes:
1. As was stated in the first prompt, the regular residents of Carcosa are normal humans. Killing them is possible and may affect the colour grading of your Scrywatch depending on the situation. Any weapons you find are era-appropriate.

2. You can break out of jail if you’re resourceful enough.

3. The underground doctors aren’t working in a real hospital for a reason. In fact, some of them might be less doctors and more, well. Vets.

You still jamming to that Carcosa playlist?


Network · Logs · OOC · Memes · Plurk

extrasensory_problems: (bw_laugh)

[personal profile] extrasensory_problems 2021-06-16 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
(He laughs and runs a hand through his hair, suddenly embarrassed by the amount of skills it seems that he has. In all honesty half of them are ones he picked up in order to help keep his mutant powers in check, and the others are ones he chose to do because he never wanted to be around his foster homes.)

Uh maybe just one more? I also do martial arts.
neverwither: (Smile for the cameras)

[personal profile] neverwither 2021-06-16 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
( Chloe opens her mouth to make yet another apology for embarrassing him but manages to stop herself. )

I thought that could be the case, since you mentioned wanting a dojo. What type of martial arts do you practice?
extrasensory_problems: (punchy)

[personal profile] extrasensory_problems 2021-06-16 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I practice karate mostly but also do tai chi in the mornings to help sort of relax and balance myself.
neverwither: (100% interest 100% of the time)

[personal profile] neverwither 2021-06-16 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, I like tai chi. And yoga, too. Have you ever tried it? Yoga, I mean. I find it very calming.
kyley_b: (bloody)

cw: animal getting hurt (oh and a person too)

[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-06-16 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your. Okay." Sure, why not? Anything else he was going to add is drowned out in a hail of gunfire anyway. Even if he no longer looks like Ryan Reynolds, this guy is still obviously more or less impervious to physical harm, considering that he's still kicking in spite of being shot over and over.

The monkey. The stupid fucking money. "C'mon..." Kyle cajoles, trying to sound friendly. He doesn't smile, both because he read somewhere that primates see that as a sign of aggression and because he's too busy trying not to die as bullets continue to ricochet everywhere. The monkey is finally close enough and he grabs for its gun, one long leg shooting out at the same time to kick the stupid thing away. It shrieks indignantly. Kyle doesn't give a shit.

Gun now in hand, he flattens back against the mailbox. He's about to try and aim the gun when the monkey attacks him again, and he has to get it up in front of his face to keep the little bastard from ripping his eyes out. He blinks sweat from his eyes and looks to see what Deadpool is up to.

Oh. Oh fuck.

Kyle scrambles up and starts running. The monkey, apparently also realising what's about to go down, hangs on for dear life.

Suddenly it's like a huge invisible hand has just swatted him (and his monkey passenger) and he finds himself flying through the air. He meets the pavement again a moment after, rolling onto his back because he's pretty sure he's on fire.

After a bit or rolling around he sits up, dazed and hurting pretty much everywhere.

"Fuck," he croaks.
Edited 2021-06-16 18:08 (UTC)
extrasensory_problems: (baseball_smile)

[personal profile] extrasensory_problems 2021-06-16 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
I've never tried yoga but I hear it's really good both mentally and physically, maybe one of these mornings you can show me some good poses.
neverwither: (All smiles all the time)

[personal profile] neverwither 2021-06-16 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course, I'd be very happy to. I'm hardly an expert but I think I could help you run through a good routine. A way to feel calm and balanced might help with some of... Well, you know. How things currently are. Create some small doses of normality where we can, hmm?
kyley_b: (RL stubborn)

[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-06-16 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Kyle watches this with mounting alarm. He's still not entirely convinced Carter didn't do something stupid to get them into this, but they can argue about blame later.

If there is a later.

"Dude, we're NOT fucking Jimmy! Are you fucking blind?" he shouts. "Like you're going to sit there and tell me you don't know what this guy who... I dunno, owes you money or whatever, you don't know what he looks like?"

One of the 'gentlemen' eyes Kyle suspiciously. "You a Jew?" he asks.

Kyle's eye twitches. "Yes," he says shortly. Vaguely he thinks that if this city is anything like New York - as it certainly seems to be - he'd be right at the tail end of a mass immigration. "You Italian?"

The guy nods slowly. "My sistah married a Jew," he says conversationally.

"Mazel tov," Kyle replies, allowing himself to hope that maybe, MAYBE, this might help them out somehow.
extrasensory_problems: (mmmaaaaaybe)

[personal profile] extrasensory_problems 2021-06-16 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
I think that's an excellent idea, I hope that our time here isn't always going to be chaotic but...well...you never know.
How long have you been doing yoga?
neverwither: (A happy curious girl)

[personal profile] neverwither 2021-06-16 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I suppose it wouldn't be much of a hero's journey if everything went smoothly.

( That's as far as her musings go. This time with Carter has been light and fun and she doesn't want to put a damper on it. )

For quite a few years now. Like you said with tai chi, it's mainly been a part of a morning routine. I haven't done it for a little while though so I hope I won't be too rusty.
what_fourth_wall: (Ow.)

[personal profile] what_fourth_wall 2021-06-16 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
The world becomes a bright white blur. You'd think it'd be orange, or blue, because fire, but no. When your senses are so completely wiped that your brain can't process it, it's white. But if your senses are eradicated, it's black. So white is...better. Almost. Kind of. If you know that you can't die, anyway.

The gangsters are obliterated. It will be black for them. If there were any bystanders left, they are obliterated too. Black for them. Maybe red for that Scrywatch. Deadpool wasn't evil, but he fucked up a lot and in the end, evil results are evil regardless of intent. Reckless stupidity counts.

When the noise clears, there's deafening silence as the world seems to think, "well, that just happened." There's a haze in the air. Everything is shock and awe to those who aren't used to excessive violence, to those who don't perceive life as basically a cartoon.

Deadpool's eyes pop open. He glances around and notices Kyle.

"Oh hey buddy. Sorry about all of that. Guess you shouldn't drink and gangster." He frowns in disappointment. "Awww...but this means no heist. Now my heist monkey is just a regular monkey. Hey, you know what's interesting? I can't feel my hands. Or my feet. Or my chest. Or my little Deadpool. Huh."

And would you like to know why? Because Deadpool is just a head that rolled up next to Kyle and softly tapped his foot as he came to a stop.
extrasensory_problems: (baseball_smile)

[personal profile] extrasensory_problems 2021-06-16 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sure your body remembers more than you think it does. Muscle memory is kind of a fascinating thing.

(He smiles at her and raises an eyebrow)

So do you have any secret skills? Besides playing piano, harp and singing?
cryptsleeper: <user name="malagraphic"> (not sure if i love it or hate it but tha)

[personal profile] cryptsleeper 2021-06-16 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Got a name for your associate?

[Alucard doesn't expect this to actually get a response. It is just casual. Filling in polite time.]
extrasensory_problems: (angry)

[personal profile] extrasensory_problems 2021-06-17 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Carter coughs and struggles not to vomit out all the booze he just drank out front, he can feel a dull throb of anger starting at his temples but tries to still it with a deep breath. He straightens back up and regards Eddie steadily, who after a long moment of silence finally smiles.

"Good boy." He says and then opens his hands in a warm welcoming gesture, "I have things to do tonight Jimmy, so all I need for you to do is tell me where Mr.Torrio is sending the shipment and then you can go back to enjoying your evening."

"Like I said before," Carter says as evenly as he can. "I don't know because I'm not Jimmy. Someone has made a mistake-"

"Someone has made a mistake all right, but it's not me." Eddie says and stands up, pulling a gun from under his blazer. He aims it at Carter, his eyes angry and his earlier smile twisting up into a grimace.

"Now you be a good boy and you tell me the location. Now."
sketchbookings: (087)

library nerds (though the bath was tempting)

[personal profile] sketchbookings 2021-06-17 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ While Benedict's interests are certainly not biographical, he does have a certain fondness for poetry. Well, he wouldn't scoff at a novel, either, but it's the artist in him that tends towards the romantic and on nights when he finds himself restless, it'd be nice to have something to turn to for reading.

And, of course, any library worth its weight ought to have a reasonable art history section, and Benedict's curious to learn about the art deco that features so prominently in the city.

He's in search of the art section, in fact, a collection of Byron and some man named Poe tucked under his arm as well as Goethe's Faust when he spies a familiar face.
]

Kit! [ Benedict's voice is as bright as his smile, though he does immediately look a bit chagrined to have spoken so loudly and suddenly in a library. He takes a step over, his smile turning amused. ] I'd not have taken you for the studious sort.
Edited 2021-06-17 02:34 (UTC)
kyley_b: (RL stubborn)

[personal profile] kyley_b 2021-06-17 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Kyle was not blessed with thex gift of patience. The fact that he might get shot doesn't actually help as much as it should - Kyle's been shot at a LOT.

"Are you DEAF?" he shrieks. "Is the only one who hears me this guy over here?!" He gestures at the guy with the married sister.

"HE'S. NOT. JIMMY. YOU NUMB FUCK."
mewnifestos: (Default)

[personal profile] mewnifestos 2021-06-17 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
That's fine, really - Anders is more than happy to put in all the effort. He'd talk to a wall, if it looked like it had a face. (And sometimes they start to, when you're alone for long enough.)

"Yeah, a real stodgy git wearing a bucket on his head and a sword on his chest. The type to beat up on a mage just for opening his mouth - so, you know, like pretty much all of them."
mewnifestos: (Default)

[personal profile] mewnifestos 2021-06-17 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Don't be too hard on him. No one treats Anders nicely, [ he laments with a sigh, wiggling his bitten finger (as he realizes it's actually been bitten, his murderous little assailant pulled away).

Anders slides the glass in front of him over, taking a generous swig of the questionably fine liquid inside. Once you've had the ritewine, most drinks are palatable, at the very least. And even if this one isn't exactly a fine Antivan brandy, it's still far better than watery whiskey that smells of waterlogged, moldering cask and poor choices. ​]


Hardly! They're perfectly well-behaved. [ For cats, anyway. The little pinprick claws he feels sinking into his neck are just a minor sacrifice to bask in their fuzzy charms. ]

I just thought they could use a little escape from their boring old pen. Why let everyone else have all the fun?
mewnifestos: (Default)

[personal profile] mewnifestos 2021-06-17 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
If I said I wasn't, would you think less of me?

[ He's assuming that isn't possible, of course. ]

Why, what have you found that's so interesting?
mewnifestos: (Default)

[personal profile] mewnifestos 2021-06-17 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Naturally. If there's useful mischief to be gotten up to, I'm happy to tag along.

[ Or the unuseful kind. Honestly, he's not picky. ]
bookerlesigh: (considering)

[personal profile] bookerlesigh 2021-06-17 04:20 am (UTC)(link)

To be fair, Booker can see Nicky in full Templar armor beating up someone who claimed to be a mage and had the stereotypical appearance of once. Stick on a floppy pointy hat and a robe on this guy, and the fisticuffs were easy to imagine.

"This was real times Templar?" Booker asks, and then, almost despite himself, adds, "Like a magic mage?"

Was mages talking a lot supposed to be common knowledge? He seems to remember most people persecuted for magic not having talking a lot highlighted in the cliffnotes but... he's no historian. Or knower of mage things.

extrasensory_problems: (pissed off)

[personal profile] extrasensory_problems 2021-06-17 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Shut that little shit head up." Eddie snaps to his giant goon who nods and turns and punches Kyle in the gut. It seems to be this guys one move.

"No!" Carter yells and moves to help, Eddie takes two quick steps and uses the butt of the gun to pistol whip Carter across the face. The pain is sudden and sharp, a burst of small white dots seem to appear across his vision and he can feel a small trickle of blood on his chin.

"Last chance Jimmy."

He turns his head and spits, seeing blood, and then looks back up at Eddie.

"Fuck you."
mewnifestos: (Default)

[personal profile] mewnifestos 2021-06-17 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Is there any other kind?" On both counts. Pretend Templars and mages - well. Maybe they do exist, but that thought leads down an even ruder logical path, and he's clearly already on thin ice.

Not that he expects this conversation to lead much of anywhere, but it's still more entertaining than simply waiting in silence for a good time to slip out of here unnoticed.
dothelokimotion: (The exact problem is currently unclear)

[personal profile] dothelokimotion 2021-06-17 08:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ hmm. ]

What would you consider to be useful mischief?
unkindled_madness: (no one likes HR meetings)

[personal profile] unkindled_madness 2021-06-17 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
If it were honesty... [A shrug.]

I've found some context, at least, for many of our fellow "Travellers."

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