[Binghe is successful! He hauls himself back into the ski lift. Steve would have helped him, but, someone shoved him. :/ He rolled a 19 though, so. For now, he lives. The ski lift swings, sending echoing metal sounds bounding down the mountain. Steve sits firmly on his butt. Reaching to pat Ogata on the head.]
Woah there, deputy! I know it’s scary but lets not panic yet!
[The ski lift swings. The sun drops a little lower. Is it getting colder out here?]
Huh! Seems like we aren’t moving!
[You guys are pretty high up still.]
Uh-oh!
[You guys swing there for a minute more. A wolf howls in the distance.]
. . . Uh-oh. I knew I should have told the operator we were going out on one last run.
[Steve gestures to you all.]
Better check your pockets. You guys bring anything good to pass the time?
[So if you manage to wiggle your gloves off and hold onto your poles, you will find the following items in your ski suit!
OGATA has GORP IN A ZIPLOC BAG and a BEAUTIFUL SHINING GEMSTONE, THAT IS OBVIOUSLY CURSED BINGHE has GORP IN A ZIPLOC BAG and a 40OZ GLASS BOTTLE OF EGGNOG LAN XICHEN has A GUN WITH ONE BULLET IN IT . . . and some GORP! In a ziploc bag!
[Ogata's mood is worsening by the minute. First Steve resists his murder attempt, then he gets yelled at and grabbed. Then he finally gets into his pockets and finds a bag of nuts, dried fruit, and weird colorful tablets? Oh and a gemstone, but even as a layman who barely believes magic exists, he can tell this thing is cursed.
Then he looks over at the others, and spots the gun.]
Why do you have that? Do you even know how to use it? [GIVE ME THE GUN.]
[ isn't this that stuff that showed up on whatever his name was's hands (rude)
why he has a forty is unknown. where it fit? also unknown. i could make a dick joke here but i won't. you're welcome. he pulls it out anyway, and tucks the food back in his pocket since they all seem to have the same, and readjusts so he's more firmly on the seat.
and just to be contrary because ogata was unhelpful: ] Why do you have that? [ at the magicky gemstone ] Do you even know how to use it?
[ xichen does not know how to use a gun. actually, this is the third time he's seen one in his life, with the other two being this week. he does know however (from belial of all people) that they are powerful, and kind of like a crossbow.
he also knows ogata wants to try and kill steve, so. ]
I will keep it, thank you. [ puts the gun away in the pocket that's opposite of ogata, thanks ]
[Steve seems . . . worried. While you’re all enjoying GORP and arguing over phallic objects, he’s looking at the ground. It’s getting darker and colder. Not even your beautiful 80s one-piece ski-suits can stop all of the chill starting to sink in.]
Bros I think I gotta go get help! You stay here! I can totally make it! Just remember, if you gotta ski down, use the wedge!
[It’s.
It’s pretty high up!
But Steve pushes the bar up and, with all the grace of an expert he jumps!
There’s a pretty nasty crack as he hits the ground.]
AAAAAAH OH GOD IT HURTS! THAT’S WHY THEY CALL IT THE BUTTCRACKER! OH FUCK ARE THOSE WOLVES? OH NO! OH GOD!
[There’s a sudden snow drift, so no one up high can see what’s happening but . . . there is lots of howling and screaming and once the snow drift clears. It seems Steve is gone.
bye steve. that just gets addressed with a scoff before he gives ogata a nudge over so they don't tip over from being unequal in weight.
that's unfortunate. binghe's with ogata, too, checking their surroundings. are there any seats going the other way? are there seats behind them? how far are they from the lift station?
xichen just looks a little dazed for a second before he shakes his head and tries to check out what's below them - can he see anything down there besides snow? ]
[The cables above them . . . they look as if they could be reached if someone other than Ogata stood up on the seat. So. Maybe 5 and a half to six feet or so. The other seats are pretty far away! Perhaps 20 feet between each lift, and they are all facing the same direction. It’d be dangerous otherwise, geez! There are seats behind and in front of them. They can’t tell how far they are from the lift station. But it’s definitely not in view anywhere.
There are in fact some trees! But also fairly fair away. The tippy top of a pine tree does seem to end near them . . . perhaps about 5 feet away from the edge of the seat.
[ cool. well, binghe's ignoring steve's bloodied corpse. time to get a move on. ]
These lines have to connect to something. Either we can use the seats to move, or we can use the trees to climb down.
[ not that he can climb with these fucking skis on his feet!! this is the worst. ugh.
time to turn that OP protagonist braincell on. binghe gives a test to the ski poke in his hand, experimenting to see if it bends or breaks in his grip with pressure. it doesn't, does it. ]
If the pole or a ski can support weight, we can use it to slide down to the seat back there. [ he jerks his thumb back towards the seat behind them. since. logically they're going up a hill? ] Then we wouldn't have to - [ nose wrinkles ] - "use the wedge" or whatever that means.
[ if he just had his powers he could just jump down and obliterate whatever's down there but NO ]
[ the look on binghe's face screams "oh, that's too bad for you". ]
I'm sure there's a way. [ better jump
anyway. with the cold starting to set in and these useless skiis making it difficult to move, we're going to try at least starting to get up. at least with steve gone and not a corpse in the ice because i can't read, there's enough room to grab onto the back of the lift chair and turn over, to at least get up to his knees. the poles can dangle from his wrists for now because of the straps. ]
These things are useless. [ fuck these skis they are so!!! cumbersome!!!! ] If either of you have a better idea, now's the time to think of it.
[ are they near one of those ski lift towers anyway? or just right in the middle?
binghe's gonna keep trying to stand up in the meantime bc he doesn't want to freeze to death. ]
[ xichen could help ogata up to do it but he'll let binghe try first to see if the idea is even viable. for now though he'll just keep his arms wide over the back of the seat to make sure the seat doesn't wildly swing again. ]
We either climb the cables straight forward to the nearest tower or drop-off point, or they break and we have to climb them down.
[ the second option doesn't sound great though, especially if their are wolves and they have skis stuck to their feet. especially because he agrees with binghe - these things are annoying and he certainly doesn't know how to ski. ]
[It’s nice you’re all so dedicated to the ‘fit that you just keep the skis on. Since he looks, Binghe can, in fact, see that there’s a tower further down the hill and one at the peak of the rise. They are both a fair distance away - perhaps 10 seats - and you’re pretty much right in between the two.
Anyway, it seems that with both Xichen and Binghe working to keep the seat steady, you don’t rock it too much. Success!
It gets colder still. You start to feel as though you’ll get a disadvantage on any sort of roll for athletic movement.]
[What if we need the skis later, Modvoice!! Huh???]
I'd say that if one of you can get down, you could see if you could get the lift working again, but I don't have much confidence in either of you figuring it out.
[Either way, he's staying put for the moment. He's used to weathering the cold!]
[ actually, that's genius. fuck these things. please excuse binghe while he gets these goddamn skiis off with a grumbled swear. the boots aren't exactly fun to waddle around in or move in, but luckily this is all upper arm strength!!
so, he's gonna stand up while xichen is holding the bench steady, briefly looking over his shoulder to give him a thankful look... or just to exchange one with him over ogata's commentary.
briskly: ] Stay up here if you want. I'm not interested in freezing to death. [ after all he's been through!!!! fuck that actually!!!
anyway binghe's tall, so he's gonna pull the ski pole up and over the top of the cable, and then try and dangle just above the seat to put his full weight on the pole, so if he falls it'll just be. into the chair and onto the other two.
but, if it seems like it'll take his weight, he'll use the pole to start slidin to try and make it down to the next seat if he can. ATHLETICS CHECK TIME. ]
If you do not think either of us could figure it out, does that mean you are volunteering yourself to go? [ he's not even being mean. he's offering you a chance to be helpful! it's nice! ] I will go with Binghe.
[ and so he's going to take off his skis too, though he'll do his best to stick them in the stupid, waist belt thing of this onesie. xichen will keep the balance on the seat, but he's moving up to his knees as well to follow after binghe if these cables look like they won't immediately shatter under their direct weight. ]
Anyway, the pole will take Binghe’s full weight! He’ll start to slide down, and makes it with the grace of an olympic . . . whatever sport this could be. It’s pretty cool looking!
Both Ogata and Xichen, who are just chilling in this seat now take a great disadvantage to rolls. It’s very fucking cold.]
[ honestly binghe doing this like an olympic athlete and leaving ogata behind sounds about right.
we're sliding now!!! very cool. he's gonna attempt to dismount at the chair so he doesn't slam directly into the pole holding the next chair lift on at mach fuck, and then just repeat the process??? its gotta be quick so he can actually get somewhere.
You know, you can ask for help. I do not mind helping you up. [ which, once he's on his feet, he will tug ogata up
on the side which does not have his gun pocket. ] I can get you up here, if you'd like.
[ if ogata says yes, he will help him up to the cables. he'll then put both of his poles over the cables, keeping the straps secure around his wrists and grabbing them both in his hands, and then starts to slide down after binghe to the next seat.
if ogata says no well.... xichen isn't going to die with him, it's too cold to linger. he sighs and goes down the cables the same way (both poles in hand, etc), as stated above. ]
[Binghe rolls a mild success this time - he doesn’t look quite as cool, this time, and he makes it all the way to the pole! However his ski pole starts to creak ominously and he’s moving quite fast. Very fast? Gonna need to do something to slow yourself down bud before you face plant directly into the huge metal pole like a cartoon character.
Xichen!! So kind. His act of kindness actually gives him a bonus point, and they both successfully slide their way down the seats. They’re about halfway to the main pole.]
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Woah there, deputy! I know it’s scary but lets not panic yet!
[The ski lift swings. The sun drops a little lower. Is it getting colder out here?]
Huh! Seems like we aren’t moving!
[You guys are pretty high up still.]
Uh-oh!
[You guys swing there for a minute more. A wolf howls in the distance.]
. . . Uh-oh. I knew I should have told the operator we were going out on one last run.
[Steve gestures to you all.]
Better check your pockets. You guys bring anything good to pass the time?
[So if you manage to wiggle your gloves off and hold onto your poles, you will find the following items in your ski suit!
OGATA has GORP IN A ZIPLOC BAG and a BEAUTIFUL SHINING GEMSTONE, THAT IS OBVIOUSLY CURSED
BINGHE has GORP IN A ZIPLOC BAG and a 40OZ GLASS BOTTLE OF EGGNOG
LAN XICHEN has A GUN WITH ONE BULLET IN IT . . . and some GORP! In a ziploc bag!
Why did you all roll 2s. Anyway.]
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Then he looks over at the others, and spots the gun.]
Why do you have that? Do you even know how to use it?
[GIVE ME THE GUN.]
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why he has a forty is unknown. where it fit? also unknown. i could make a dick joke here but i won't. you're welcome. he pulls it out anyway, and tucks the food back in his pocket since they all seem to have the same, and readjusts so he's more firmly on the seat.
and just to be contrary because ogata was unhelpful: ] Why do you have that? [ at the magicky gemstone ] Do you even know how to use it?
[ i'm so sorry, xichen ]
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he also knows ogata wants to try and kill steve, so. ]
I will keep it, thank you. [ puts the gun away in the pocket that's opposite of ogata, thanks ]
Do you have anything, uhm, Steve?
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Bros I think I gotta go get help! You stay here! I can totally make it! Just remember, if you gotta ski down, use the wedge!
[It’s.
It’s pretty high up!
But Steve pushes the bar up and, with all the grace of an expert he jumps!
There’s a pretty nasty crack as he hits the ground.]
AAAAAAH OH GOD IT HURTS! THAT’S WHY THEY CALL IT THE BUTTCRACKER! OH FUCK ARE THOSE WOLVES? OH NO! OH GOD!
[There’s a sudden snow drift, so no one up high can see what’s happening but . . . there is lots of howling and screaming and once the snow drift clears. It seems Steve is gone.
It’s very, very cold up here. What now?]
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After a moment he's going to look back up. How high up are the cables? And how spaced apart are the lift seats?]
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bye steve. that just gets addressed with a scoff before he gives ogata a nudge over so they don't tip over from being unequal in weight.
that's unfortunate. binghe's with ogata, too, checking their surroundings. are there any seats going the other way? are there seats behind them? how far are they from the lift station?
also, any trees nearby? ]
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alright then.
xichen just looks a little dazed for a second before he shakes his head and tries to check out what's below them - can he see anything down there besides snow? ]
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There are in fact some trees! But also fairly fair away. The tippy top of a pine tree does seem to end near them . . . perhaps about 5 feet away from the edge of the seat.
On the ground? Well. There’s some blood. :)]
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I don't suppose either of you have any idea how to get down from here?
[His short ass does not.]
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These lines have to connect to something. Either we can use the seats to move, or we can use the trees to climb down.
[ not that he can climb with these fucking skis on his feet!! this is the worst. ugh.
time to turn that OP protagonist braincell on. binghe gives a test to the ski poke in his hand, experimenting to see if it bends or breaks in his grip with pressure. it doesn't, does it. ]
If the pole or a ski can support weight, we can use it to slide down to the seat back there. [ he jerks his thumb back towards the seat behind them. since. logically they're going up a hill? ] Then we wouldn't have to - [ nose wrinkles ] - "use the wedge" or whatever that means.
[ if he just had his powers he could just jump down and obliterate whatever's down there but NO ]
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[ it's not... the worst idea, and they might be least likely to fall like steve did. still risky though.
probably better than skiing.]
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Anyway, you’re welcome to try whatever you wish. It gets colder still though. Their hands and feet might be feeling numb.
:)]
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[He'd need to be tall enough to grab the cable to stick something over the top of it!!!]
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I'm sure there's a way. [ better jump
anyway. with the cold starting to set in and these useless skiis making it difficult to move, we're going to try at least starting to get up. at least with steve gone and not a corpse in the ice because i can't read, there's enough room to grab onto the back of the lift chair and turn over, to at least get up to his knees. the poles can dangle from his wrists for now because of the straps. ]
These things are useless. [ fuck these skis they are so!!! cumbersome!!!! ] If either of you have a better idea, now's the time to think of it.
[ are they near one of those ski lift towers anyway? or just right in the middle?
binghe's gonna keep trying to stand up in the meantime bc he doesn't want to freeze to death. ]
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We either climb the cables straight forward to the nearest tower or drop-off point, or they break and we have to climb them down.
[ the second option doesn't sound great though, especially if their are wolves and they have skis stuck to their feet. especially because he agrees with binghe - these things are annoying and he certainly doesn't know how to ski. ]
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Anyway, it seems that with both Xichen and Binghe working to keep the seat steady, you don’t rock it too much. Success!
It gets colder still. You start to feel as though you’ll get a disadvantage on any sort of roll for athletic movement.]
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I'd say that if one of you can get down, you could see if you could get the lift working again, but I don't have much confidence in either of you figuring it out.
[Either way, he's staying put for the moment. He's used to weathering the cold!]
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so, he's gonna stand up while xichen is holding the bench steady, briefly looking over his shoulder to give him a thankful look... or just to exchange one with him over ogata's commentary.
briskly: ] Stay up here if you want. I'm not interested in freezing to death. [ after all he's been through!!!! fuck that actually!!!
anyway binghe's tall, so he's gonna pull the ski pole up and over the top of the cable, and then try and dangle just above the seat to put his full weight on the pole, so if he falls it'll just be. into the chair and onto the other two.
but, if it seems like it'll take his weight, he'll use the pole to start slidin to try and make it down to the next seat if he can. ATHLETICS CHECK TIME. ]
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[ and so he's going to take off his skis too, though he'll do his best to stick them in the stupid, waist belt thing of this onesie. xichen will keep the balance on the seat, but he's moving up to his knees as well to follow after binghe if these cables look like they won't immediately shatter under their direct weight. ]
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Anyway, the pole will take Binghe’s full weight! He’ll start to slide down, and makes it with the grace of an olympic . . . whatever sport this could be. It’s pretty cool looking!
Both Ogata and Xichen, who are just chilling in this seat now take a great disadvantage to rolls. It’s very fucking cold.]
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Sure, fine. Go with him. I didn't want to rely on either of you anyway. As I said before, I can't reach that high.
So I'll just find my own way. I'm used to relying on myself.
[He's so ornery.]
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we're sliding now!!! very cool. he's gonna attempt to dismount at the chair so he doesn't slam directly into the pole holding the next chair lift on at mach fuck, and then just repeat the process??? its gotta be quick so he can actually get somewhere.
yeet ]
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on the side which does not have his gun pocket. ] I can get you up here, if you'd like.
[ if ogata says yes, he will help him up to the cables. he'll then put both of his poles over the cables, keeping the straps secure around his wrists and grabbing them both in his hands, and then starts to slide down after binghe to the next seat.
if ogata says no well.... xichen isn't going to die with him, it's too cold to linger. he sighs and goes down the cables the same way (both poles in hand, etc), as stated above. ]
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Xichen!! So kind. His act of kindness actually gives him a bonus point, and they both successfully slide their way down the seats. They’re about halfway to the main pole.]
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