That is mahogany!

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Who: OPEN
What: Some crates fell from the sky
Where: The Park, near the gazebo
When: Evening, day 42
Warnings: Injury, snakes, spiders, gore, violence, strong language, will update as needed
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The ropes tightly binding the metal crates together managed to keep the pyramid formation intact even as it impacted the ground. Each crate was about five feet by five feet and the entire pyramid stood at least two stories high. Some of them are empty, some aren't meant to be opened, but there are a few that contain something special.

If you can cut away the ropes and pry open the lids, you might find a real treasure! Or you might regret giving in to your curiosity. 

Don't forget to share, boys and girls.

Comments

[rigging]

[ Jesse's not shy to go for the valuables either, but he's rusty in the way of fighting, which means Party gets him down and pinned pretty quick, and it's frustrating. He's going to try to buck, to knock Party off of him, except, y'know. Hell on eight legs is crawling on him and he's not thinking about anything but that.

Jesse is not a rational guy when it comes to spiders. He'd probably cut his arm off in an attempt to get away from one - he already lost his jacket to the devilbeasts. But Party tells him to go still and Jesse does, completely freezes, doesn't breathe.

Oh, haaaa. Boy is like five seconds away from panicking, here. ]

[gloryisbullshit]

Shhh, sh-sh-shhh. [Party soothes, one hand wrapped securely around Jesse's bicep, the other slipping quickly into his pocket to pull out a light. Five seconds is plenty of time for Party to get his safe-kept cigarette smoking. For the sake of speed he drops the light on the ground and leans over Jesse as he takes a deep breath of smoke.

[Lips purse as he pulls the cigarette away, and Party gets his face a dangerous few inches from the eight-legged hell in question and blows a thick lungful of smoke over it.

[The spider shrinks back, retracts--starts to wither. Party grins, sitting back easily on Jesse's stomach.] I gotcha, firecracker. No worries. [He lets go of Jesse's arm to just brush the spider away.]

[rigging]

[ The thing is, Jesse's not sure if he should swoon or not. That was pretty damn heroic, to be honest -- he could've just left the spider on Jesse and made off with the cigarettes. But he didn't. Jesse's already squirming away, trying to get away from it. It's dead, whatever, but he doesn't want to be near it. ]

Mmgnh. [ He manages. Brain not working from terror. Give him a second. ] Get -- thanks, get off. Please get off. [ Look how polite he's being. ]

[gloryisbullshit]

[Very polite. Party watches him shrewdly for a scant second and rises. He goes to pull the pack out, tossing it gently on Jesse's stomach.] You breathin, boy?

[rigging]

I don't like spiders. [ He mutters, after he's barrel-rolled to the side and grabbed his cigarettes. For a second, he grips at the pack tightly, and then he pulls himself up to stand. A beat, then: ] I'm fine. [ And he's going to pull half the cigarettes out of the pack and hold out his hand. Here. Take them before he changes his mind. >:| ]

[gloryisbullshit]

[No question about his taking them, jesus. Safe in his breast pocket they go. Party smirks around the one burning between his lips.] Don't like spiders. Okay. Good to know.

Didn't get that, see.

[rigging]

... Shaddup. [ Jesse growls, shoving his hands in his pockets. ] You find anything else good?

[gloryisbullshit]

Not yet. If I'da known it was a contact sport, though, I woulda worn my shoulder pads, right? You trust this shit?

[rigging]

No. [ Well, not yet, anyway. He shrugs. ] I don't, but I need cigarettes, so I ain't asking too many questions. If they wanted t'kill us they wouldn't be keeping us here with fuckin' bears in the woods.