....Wow. [There's a silent awe from Pride as he stands at the shore, staring out at the endless ocean. Coming from a landloacked nation, he's only ever read about the ocean in books. Definitely couldn't do justice to actually seeing it in person. The gentle waves brushes against his feet. It's cold, and there's a distinct scent to the water. A smell he's not familiar with, but it was...pleasant. And the breeze, all of this was so new to him! He honestly forgot he was just tossed into another world.
Better pay attention the large wave coming right at them though.] Ah! [Well, he was a little too late to avoid it and the wave manages to knock him over and soak him. He starts coughing as he takes in some saltwater and sand.] Ugh, gross! [The ocean may be beautiful, but it taste awful.]
B. A Pile of Junk
Whoa, what's this suppose to be? [This pile of junk, has a lot of things that Pride has never seen before. Definitely nothing of his world and appears far more advanced when he can get a screen on a tablet to light up. Things move when he touches the screen? What do all these little boxes do? Don't mind this hellspawn fumbling around like a child with a new toy.
And now nothing's moving.
Poking at it harder does not appear to help, but it's beeping now. He frowns. Was it supposed to do that...? He really hopes he hasn't set off a bomb.]
C. Make an Enemy a Friend + Go Bump In the Night
[When night falls, rather than stay put, Pride is out and about investating. To the unexpected, it's clearly past this child's bedtime when he's out. While his childlike appearance may be able to fool most, he still hasn't mastered hiding his nature from animals. The sound of creatures scurrying away in the darkness can be heard as he walks by. It's no different here, when normally docile creatures become agitated in his presence. People's pets can start growling, whimpering, run in circles, any means to get away from the unsettling presence within Pride.
He doesn't think much of it, being used to that sort of reaction. He's more focused on figuring out where that voice he heard was coming from. Perhaps he was imagining it, but he thought he heard a voice, the voice of his Father...? That can't be, his Father, here? There's a chance this may be a trap, but then he feels something in the pit of his stomach. He should be thrilled to be reunited with Father. And yet, he felt a sense of dread? Impossible, he cannot feel such things. Or so he lies to himself. However he feels, he knows he should not keep Father waiting and must go to him. Even if it was a trap, he'll make whomever is responsible pay for mimicking Father.
His investigation takes him near the edge of town. The voice's influence lessen for Pride to start coming to his senses. At this point, he's sure Father was never actually here and-]
Ah- [A snarl cuts through the silence. Eyes peer through the trees, sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight. A pack of wolves, circling around an area. He can't see what, but he can smell it. A freshly killed prey. At this moment, he realizes he's feeling a little hungry. One of the wolves, presumably the pack leader is now moving in front of them, the others follow suit, staring down at Pride. Normally they would simply use intimidation to scare off unwanted strangers, but Pride causes a different reaction from them. A need to kill him before he kills them.
Two options can occur here. a) Someone can jump in to help him. b) They can see the shadows around him suddenly come to life as the wolves lunge towards him. His strike will be precise, slicing cleanly through the nearest wolves. Hopefully it's enough to scare them off, leaving him with a tasty midnight snack.]
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Better pay attention the large wave coming right at them though.] Ah! [Well, he was a little too late to avoid it and the wave manages to knock him over and soak him. He starts coughing as he takes in some saltwater and sand.] Ugh, gross! [The ocean may be beautiful, but it taste awful.]
B. A Pile of Junk
And now nothing's moving.
Poking at it harder does not appear to help, but it's beeping now. He frowns. Was it supposed to do that...? He really hopes he hasn't set off a bomb.]
C. Make
an Enemya Friend + Go Bump In the NightHe doesn't think much of it, being used to that sort of reaction. He's more focused on figuring out where that voice he heard was coming from. Perhaps he was imagining it, but he thought he heard a voice, the voice of his Father...? That can't be, his Father, here? There's a chance this may be a trap, but then he feels something in the pit of his stomach. He should be thrilled to be reunited with Father. And yet, he felt a sense of dread? Impossible, he cannot feel such things. Or so he lies to himself. However he feels, he knows he should not keep Father waiting and must go to him. Even if it was a trap, he'll make whomever is responsible pay for mimicking Father.
His investigation takes him near the edge of town. The voice's influence lessen for Pride to start coming to his senses. At this point, he's sure Father was never actually here and-]
Ah- [A snarl cuts through the silence. Eyes peer through the trees, sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight. A pack of wolves, circling around an area. He can't see what, but he can smell it. A freshly killed prey. At this moment, he realizes he's feeling a little hungry. One of the wolves, presumably the pack leader is now moving in front of them, the others follow suit, staring down at Pride. Normally they would simply use intimidation to scare off unwanted strangers, but Pride causes a different reaction from them. A need to kill him before he kills them.
Two options can occur here.
a) Someone can jump in to help him.
b) They can see the shadows around him suddenly come to life as the wolves lunge towards him. His strike will be precise, slicing cleanly through the nearest wolves. Hopefully it's enough to scare them off, leaving him with a tasty midnight snack.]
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