[OTA] We're Going to Candy Mountain Charlie

[notthatjason]

Who| Jason Grace and SUPER OPEN TO ANYONE
What| Murder World looks a little sweet...oh wait, never mind...
Where| Candy Mountain Zone, Weirdness District, Murderworld Arena, Planet Harrub
When| Day 1; About 1/2 the Day
Warnings/Notes| Diabetes and death -- well, mostly monster deaths, but still. Feel free to cross his path at any point in his trek and bring any CM Zone creatures, Muttations, or Tributes along to play.


It was not a surprise that Murder World was trying to kill him. Jason was used to things trying to kill him.

It all started with the fact that he had been kidnapped, tossed in an arena by a guy named Arcade, and told that this entire arena was trying to kill him. The part that was really troubling him was the fact that apparently his death was going to take place in the middle of a field of gum drops with neon colored lollipop trees. Arcade's sense of humor was not shared by the former praetor of Camp Jupiter. The "supplies" he'd been given were also a joke he did not appreciate.

However, despite all of this, Jason was not going to give Arcade or his audience the joy of seeing him upset about it. He still had his magical coin and he had his abilities. He couldn't fly, apparently, he'd tried that first thing. The winds just refused to cooperate, though at least when he directed a gust at something else the power functioned okay. Jason was a demigod, a son of Jupiter, and one of the seven. If he was taken out by a candy-coated MurderWorld then there was seriously something wrong with this universe.

With this thought in mind, Jason set his sights on the distant mountain. He figured it would be a strategic advantage to get to higher ground and see if he could find a way out of this bizarre place. What sick mind made a MurderWorld out of candy anyway? Was he going to have to fight gummi bears or something? Jason shifted his pack and started walking, the ground squishy and slightly sticky under his feet. His senses were on high alert because he had no idea what to expect here. He was falling back to Lupa's training and hoped it would be enough.

Whether a friend or foe approached first seemed to be the question, but for the moment Jason walked onward.

Comments

[littlecousin]

Nita was an accommodating sort, even when kidnapped for gladiatorial games, but she really had to draw the line at unilateral wardrobe changes, especially ones this bulky. She had immediately stripped down to her t-shirt, some vestigial common sense leading her to stuff the heavier shirt and jacket into her pack rather than discard them as useless. At least the boots had cutouts for her ankle wings. Those could stay, while she was in a place where the ground was so sticky, anyway.

Violent adversaries seemed to be in short supply, which was fine by her, and instead of seeking out a fight, she wandered aimlessly around the zone where she found herself. Candy did not strike her as particularly murderous, but maybe Arcade was deathly afraid of cavities. She stripped a handful of M&Ms off a bush where they were growing like berries, and sat on a rock candy rock to snack. She had a feeling she'd be real sick of sweets by the time this was all over.

As Jason came hiking around a stand of taffy trees, Nita waved. "You're not here to pick a fight, are you? 'Cause I'd really rather not."

[captainbuzzkill]

As Jason walked along, a strange noise filled the air.

The noise sounded like "om nom nom."

Around a bend, Dipper was there, stuffing his face because candy. (He was hungry, so sue him.) Riding with the others in a giant convoy and fighting in a road war had given him an appetite.

Still, he looked a little awkward when he saw Jason, mostly because his hands and mouth were covered in sticky stuff.

"Um. Hi."