Ingvar, leading to the volcano [Tuesday afternoon]

[fh_krampus]

As the Fandomites fought Krampus' hordes back to where they came from--Ingvar's island--they found themselves with some unexpected allies: Ingvar's very own collection of creepy, creepy dolls. Ingvar was Not Best Pleased with his new friend, Goth!Santa, turning out to be not very nice after all.

They'd be difficult to tell from Krampus' minions, honestly, but if you say some creepy doll on creepy doll action (NOT DIRTY), best to leave it be.

Ingvar's friend were helpful in leading our heroes towards the volcano, at least, once they got past the dive-bombing Christmas tree angels and demonic gingerbread persons/things!

Time to grab our friends, kids, and apologize profusely to the newbies.

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Re: Rescue our Friends!

[okteiviakom]

Cutting through the rope wasn't an easy thing, not when it was rope meant to carry the weight of a grown man.

But Octavia was stubborn and determined. She made it work.

"I haven't seen him." If it hadn't been for the talk of people trying to seduce it, she wouldn't have even known there was a creepy goat guy. She looked up with a frown of her own, as the rope finally uncoiled and fell on the ground. "I don't think that's a good sign."

Re: Rescue our Friends!

[betterthanaplan]

That was not reassuring, Octavia!

Duke spun in place looking for the guy, overbalanced, and went ass-over-teakettle when the leg the clown doll had gnawed on decided it was done for the day.

"He's the one who grabbed me," he said, scrambling immediately to get his feet back under him. "He's fast. And I'm pretty sure he holds a grudge!"

What with the stringing them up when they tried to escape and all.

Re: Rescue our Friends!

[okteiviakom]

So maybe being reassuring was not really one of the tools available to Octavia right now! But she could at least try to grab for his arm to help him get back up and steady himself.

She looked around, trying to guess at where a goat demon might be likely to emerge from, and generally taking note of the space they were in, now. Her expression was already slowly hardening up.

"How big is he?"

Re: Rescue our Friends!

[betterthanaplan]

And Duke would know better than to hold that against her, if he wasn't not-so-low-key freaking out right now. Potentially still looming threats did that to him sometimes.

"Big," he said, giving an approximate with his hand. "With horns and this fucking cloak thing and a creepy angel sidekick that made it rain cookies. . . ." He trailed off when he realized he was no longer giving the most salient information. "It's been a very long several days."

Re: Rescue our Friends!

[okteiviakom]

At least Octavia could make up for it by doing the one thing she knew how to do that was sort of reassuring unless you happened to be terrified by it?

Which was to say that the knife was gone.

And the sword was back. Even the Christmas sweater couldn't make it look like it wasn't practically a part of her. "There's more of us than there's of him," she said, maybe a little grim but also resolute. "So we'll deal with him, and then I'll get you home."

Under no circumstances did that 'we' actually include him. He looked like he'd been through enough, if you asked her.

Re: Rescue our Friends!

[betterthanaplan]

Duke was kind of in love with that sword right now. Especially since he'd lost his various knives in the fight last night.

"Yeah, there were more of us, too," he said, shifting a little to cover her back. "Then the damn toys showed up. . . ."

He had full confidence in Octavia's fighting ability, he really did, but there were a lot of people in here with magical powers and they'd still ended up strung up last night.

Re: Rescue our Friends!

[okteiviakom]

"But now it's all of us." Even if the people who'd been stuck hanging above the pit were unlikely to be of a ton of help. "And if we're lucky, maybe even the other toys, that weren't attacking us."

... This whole thing was one big weird mess, and she'd be glad to see the end of it.

Re: Rescue our Friends!

[betterthanaplan]

"There are good guy toys." Duke pressed his hand to his head. "Sure sure, yeah, why not.'

What the fuck even was this island? . . . Or its mom, since Duke wasn't actually aware yet that they weren't just -- on a random volcano that he'd never noticed in Fandom before.