RE: Madeline Beaufort and the Moon Thief
05-15-2016, 05:48 AM
“How do we do that?!” asked Madeline, in a slightly less calm manner.
“The cockpit! There’s a big button, you can’t miss it!”
Madeline took a deep breath and ran towards the rope-like tendrils. It should be fine, she thought, just because this thing isn’t humanoid does not mean it's inherently dangerous, it probably is just reacting on instinct. Madeline waded in ankles deep, walking slowly towards the ship. She felt a sharp tug at her feet and it almost entirely threw her off balance. She retreated quickly out of the writhing mass like a child who had been splashed by the cold of the ocean. Ok, ok! Madeline realized, Instinct can be dangerous!
Madeline looked around. James and The Abyssal were still searching for their coworker, using a metal pole yanked from the wall to push some of the mass back. There were a few desks and a shelf full of equipment which she could not discern the purpose of.
Madeline got an idea. Throwing her full weight into it, she pushed over the shelf into the wriggling thing, then climbing up on top of the shelf. Walking forward carefully as to not lose her balance from the undulations, she advanced slowly toward the ship’s cockpit. Just like surfing, or walking through a bounce house, she thought. Finally she reached the edge. Madeline’s heart sank upon the realization that she wouldn't make it in without some forward momentum. She was going to need a running start. She shimmied down the shelf, and took off towards the top. Before she knew it, she was sailing through the air.
The thing was, Madeline was never any good at surfing, or bounce houses for that matter. Almost perpetually, Madeline would eat a good chunk of the floor anytime she did anything that combined motion and balance.
FTANGG!
For a split second Madeline didn’t feel anything. Then the moment passed and she began to grasp for air, the wind knocked out of her. The last bump from the thing under the shelf overshot her jump, and she had hit the metal corner of where the cockpit and outside of the ship met square with her stomach. She slid into the cockpit and curled up on the floor.
She inhaled sharply shuddering with oscillations before letting out a quiet and drawn out “Owwwwwww.”
“The cockpit! There’s a big button, you can’t miss it!”
Madeline took a deep breath and ran towards the rope-like tendrils. It should be fine, she thought, just because this thing isn’t humanoid does not mean it's inherently dangerous, it probably is just reacting on instinct. Madeline waded in ankles deep, walking slowly towards the ship. She felt a sharp tug at her feet and it almost entirely threw her off balance. She retreated quickly out of the writhing mass like a child who had been splashed by the cold of the ocean. Ok, ok! Madeline realized, Instinct can be dangerous!
Madeline looked around. James and The Abyssal were still searching for their coworker, using a metal pole yanked from the wall to push some of the mass back. There were a few desks and a shelf full of equipment which she could not discern the purpose of.
Madeline got an idea. Throwing her full weight into it, she pushed over the shelf into the wriggling thing, then climbing up on top of the shelf. Walking forward carefully as to not lose her balance from the undulations, she advanced slowly toward the ship’s cockpit. Just like surfing, or walking through a bounce house, she thought. Finally she reached the edge. Madeline’s heart sank upon the realization that she wouldn't make it in without some forward momentum. She was going to need a running start. She shimmied down the shelf, and took off towards the top. Before she knew it, she was sailing through the air.
The thing was, Madeline was never any good at surfing, or bounce houses for that matter. Almost perpetually, Madeline would eat a good chunk of the floor anytime she did anything that combined motion and balance.
FTANGG!
For a split second Madeline didn’t feel anything. Then the moment passed and she began to grasp for air, the wind knocked out of her. The last bump from the thing under the shelf overshot her jump, and she had hit the metal corner of where the cockpit and outside of the ship met square with her stomach. She slid into the cockpit and curled up on the floor.
She inhaled sharply shuddering with oscillations before letting out a quiet and drawn out “Owwwwwww.”
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Hi there! I'd really appreciate it if you took some time to read my adventure Madeline Beaufort and the Moon Thief! Thanks!
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Dope ass dragon created by the incomparable Earthexe
Dope ass dragon created by the incomparable Earthexe