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paradisabeyond2013-04-23 07:23 pm
paradisamods) wrote in paradisabeyond2013-04-23 07:23 pm
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Terre Haute
[Today, our intrepid explorers have finally made it to Terre Haute. It’s mostly grassland, and on the outskirts small spotted lions, about the size of leopards prowl around. They seem to be more interested in the strange antelope running around than in any people, however. Towards the edge, lies a cliff face, looking out to sea, on occasion giant whales can be seen breaching the water.
Of the weird thing they came to look for, in the distance is a cylindrical shape, lying on its side. But between them and it is a strange village. One made up of excessively tall wooden huts, all of which have electric lights, turned on, though how they’re creating such power is a mystery, they are still very much inside the dead zone.
The residents of this off little village are wandering around, going about their buisess. The residents being a group of bemused looking giraffes. Perhaps you will even see some familiar non-giraffe faces milling about.
Welcome to Terre Haute]
[[GRASSLANDS AND CLIFFS | TOWN SQUARE | JUICE BAR | DANCE HALL | THE ESCALATOR | MIRROR CONTROL ROOM ]]
Of the weird thing they came to look for, in the distance is a cylindrical shape, lying on its side. But between them and it is a strange village. One made up of excessively tall wooden huts, all of which have electric lights, turned on, though how they’re creating such power is a mystery, they are still very much inside the dead zone.
The residents of this off little village are wandering around, going about their buisess. The residents being a group of bemused looking giraffes. Perhaps you will even see some familiar non-giraffe faces milling about.
Welcome to Terre Haute]
[[GRASSLANDS AND CLIFFS | TOWN SQUARE | JUICE BAR | DANCE HALL | THE ESCALATOR | MIRROR CONTROL ROOM ]]
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We've met, though I can hardly blame you for not recognizing me. There's only so much to be done with a bit of handwriting.
Sherlock Holmes.
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[His attention goes up, looking for pull chains, something simplistic, because that might happen. And his attention keeps going up instead, squinting directly at the lights.]
Hmm. We're looking for where the power comes in or is managed. Maybe we're looking in the wrong direction. [Briiight grin.] Leg up, Sherlock?
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Couldn't hurt.
[He'll even offer to be the one giving the leg up. That's respect, right there.]