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Author Topic: LoO - New Prometheus - Eric Olsen (Mark)- Er01  (Read 8790 times)

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« on: January 25, 2018, 12:41:29 AM »
Blame it on roommate Chad. Or blame it on the boys of Delta Gamma Delta. Or the girls of Beta Epsilon Eta. Whatever the reason, Eric found himself drunkenly stumbling out of a frat house and onto Union Street. The ground and sky pulsed to the beat of music coming out of the doorway behind him. Oddly the door and building were perfectly still while the rest of the world followed the rhythm.

With the spring semester classes finished that afternoon and a few days before exams were to begin the students of Rutgers University spontaneously decided to let off steam with parties in all the houses of Frat Row. Chad was excited to go eventhough he probably need to use the night and the next day to study. His marks weren't that great but the lure of booze, music and the girls of B-E-E were too much to resist.

"Come back inside, Eric," Tandy called out leaning from an open window. "We still have another quart of Ouzo for you!" she added before barfing all over the side of the building.

Ouzo, even quarts of the stuff never affected Eric this strongly before and he suspected someone was spiking the drinks at the party. Maybe only his drink as the rest of his friends seemed to be acting in their usual drunken way. Tandy was always going to throw up after a few White Russians and then Sandy and Candy would have to nurse her for the rest of the night. Chad would somehow always find a case of Michelob and end up sitting ina corner muttering to himself and humming old songs while finishing off the bottles.

The song ended with a scratch and the sounds of someone falling onto the turntable. Swears and jeers came from the crowd. In the silence the world stopped pulsing and a etherial glow started to emminate from the road. Leaning against a lamppost he realized that he wouldn't be making it to the train station in the morning. No trip back home to Brooklyn this weekend.

Someone had found another source of music and with the beat the world began its pulsing once again only this time everything swayed except the glowing road.

Stumbling over a discarded and scorched chair someone had tossed onto the street he was helped up by two guys. Once dressed in a Scarlet Knight outfit the other in a toga with a foam Spartan helmet askew.

"Dude, it's still too early to be this loaded." the knight said.

"Yeah, man, it ain't even midnight yet." said the Spartan.

"There is a way to do these things; timing and accuracy are everything when it comes to having a booze-up. I mean look at the moon."

Staring up with his bleary eyes, Eric sees the full moon high in the sky and at twice its usual size.

"C'mon and stand up. We'll get you back to res. You're that Olsen kid, right?"

"Sure he is, Ox." the knight says. "Let's go, Eric."

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« Reply #1 on: January 26, 2018, 03:20:59 PM »
Tempting as it was to let the two Samaritans drag/carry his drunk ass back to the dorms, Eric thought (despite not feeling 100%) that it might be best to follow the glowing road instead. He had being seeing...signs? visions? ever since being Awakened to his...Divine? (maybe) heritage, and he felt it best to follow every lead he could, no matter how infrequently they presented themselves, to try to get a handle on the truth about himself.

"Thanks for the assist, guys," he slurred drunkenly, "but I'm going this way." He shook them off and half-walked, half-swayed down the glowing road to...well, wherever it led.

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« Reply #2 on: January 29, 2018, 01:52:01 AM »
"I don't think that would be a good idea." the Knight says catching up to Eric and walking on his left.

"Yeah, not with you being in this state," says the Spartan from the right.

"The roads can be dangerous this time of night."

"Really dangerous when you can't even keep yourself on the sidewalk.

"And why are you in such bad shape tonight anyway?"

"You usually stay more in control than this." the Knight tells Eric.

The two grab hold of Eric and try to lead him towards the dorm away from the glowing road.

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« Reply #3 on: January 29, 2018, 10:07:58 AM »
While Eric is feeling pretty woozy and is tempted to accept the nice fratboys' offer and allow himself to be helped back to his nice, cozy bed; he nonetheless is even more interested in figuring out what the Hel is going on with himself, the world, and reality as he's known it since he "changed". He pushes the Knight and the Spartan off of either side of him; they stumble more than one would expect from getting one-arm shoved by a drunken freshman. [OOC: I'm assuming that the fratboys are human and aren't supernatural beings. If they are more than human, please feel free to edit my post and change what happened]. Apparently the kid's stronger than he looks! Without looking back, Eric continues stumbling down the glowing road.

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« Reply #4 on: February 01, 2018, 02:18:35 AM »
The two soldiers fall, the knight dents his tin armoured rear end, the Spartan loses his foam helmet to a sudden breeze.

"This is the thanks we get just for trying to help out," the knight says trying to repair his armour and dignity.

"They can't say we didn't try," the Spartan said.

"We go to all this trouble and look where it gets us," the knight says giving up on bending the metals but now walking with a limp due to the misshapen metal.

"WHat's he want with that plain old road anyway? He got a date or something?"

"Don't ask me to try an explain freshmen; I'm just a knight, not one of them philosopher-kings."

"And I'm just a simple soldier, not King Menelaus."

"You got that right."

"And I'm freezing in this toga. What kind of place is this?"

"Dunno, I just work here."

The glowing road unfolds below Eric's stumbling feet. As he walks on the surroundings change from the quiet New Jersy town to fields and farms asleep under the moonlight. The glowing road loses it's modern paved appearance and becomes a path of cobblestones with wagon wheel ruts to either side. The world is silent except for an occasional caw from a crow or barking from coyotes. Eric feels tiredness in his legs and for some reason the effects of the alcohol do not diminish. The road makes a long gentle bend to the right and passes next to a small cottage with a lit lamp placed on the windowsil. The front door is open a crack and shafft of warm light crosses the path.

"Eric Olsen, you have walked for enough this night, don't you think? Come in and rest," a woman's voice calls from the house.

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« Reply #5 on: February 01, 2018, 08:31:09 AM »
"Might as well see where this goes" Eric mutters softly, opening the door and entering the cottage.

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« Reply #6 on: February 04, 2018, 01:38:11 AM »
The door opens into a small living room decorated in an ancient style to Eric's modern sensibilities. A fire burns in the hearth providing warmth and light to the little room. A woman appering to be about Eric's age stands near to the kitchen. She is dressed in a historical style matching the house.

"Welcome to my home, Eric," she says, "The night is cold and you are ill-equipped to survive what is out there. Rest here tonight until your drunkenness passes and the new sun arises."

She is preparing some food and placing it on a serving tray as she speaks.
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« Reply #7 on: February 04, 2018, 07:38:53 AM »
Eric decides to play along and open himself up to wherever this strange journey into a (seemingly) ancient world takes him.

"Thank you, miss...what do I call you?"

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« Reply #8 on: February 05, 2018, 12:49:40 AM »
"Eli, they call me Eli," the woman says, "But please don't speak so loud, this isn't the brawling-room or whatever you men call it; this is my home and I just got the two boys to sleep a short time ago."

She brings over the tray and sets it on the table.

"Food to recover your strength and clear water to freshen your mind."

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« Reply #9 on: February 05, 2018, 12:29:57 PM »
Eric will try to determine if the food and water are, in fact, what they seem to be and not poisoned/drugged in any way. He'd like to do this surreptitiously if possible. Assuming everything is copacetic, he will eat and drink with thanks to the woman. He will also ask her, "How do you know my name?"

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« Reply #10 on: February 11, 2018, 12:37:42 AM »
The meal seems just as it appears and tastes as if prepared by a master chef.

"How could I not know your name?" she says in answer to his question. "You were yelling your name in some sort of song as you staggered along the road. I needed to get you in before you woke the neighbourhood up or called unwanted attention to yourself."

She reaches out and places a hand on Eric's forehead. After a minute she frowns and says.

"You had been poisoned. You are fortunate to be made of sterner stuff than most people of your world, so the effects were mild. Even so, I don't envy the hangover you will experience in the morning."

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« Reply #11 on: February 11, 2018, 10:58:17 AM »
"If you have room here, may I stay the night?" asks Eric, feeling sleepy due to the effects of both the poison and all of his blood rushing to his stomach to digest the delicious meal.

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« Reply #12 on: February 11, 2018, 07:36:57 PM »
The woman gestures to a pallet set against the wall of the living room.

"A place has been made for you. Get what rest you can and tomorrow head back to your home for you were loudly complaining of something called 'finals' while you stumbled along the road."

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« Reply #13 on: February 12, 2018, 09:29:18 AM »
"Heh" Eric states as he lays down to sleep. Assuming he wakes up in the morning in this strange place, he has no intention of "heading back home" (if he could even find the way back in the first place). This is by far the farthest he has come in his quest to discover his true self and lineage, and he aims to fully take advantage of it; Finals be damned. He falls asleep instantly.

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« Reply #14 on: February 14, 2018, 02:44:36 AM »
Eric sleeps deeply with dreams of many roads reaching through the darkness all ending in a city of flame and death. The howling of wolves and other predators dog his steps and malign birds caw and croak at him from the trees occasionally swiping at him with their talons.

Upon waking he finds that his host and her children are gone but a breakfast of bread, honey, and cured meats are on the table. Also, a sword, shield, and breastplate are stacked by the door. Upon the table is a note written in delicate calligraphy: Again I urge you to return to your world. Dean Wormer will not be pleased with your missing the exams. But, if, as I suspect, you choose to continue on, there is equipment for you by the door. Wear it well and you may survive your travels.