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Jareth (goblin_king) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-01 09:57:00

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cimorene, complete, day one, faith lehane, gabrielle, giselle, helena campbell, hermione granger, jack harkness, jack sparrow, jareth, mercy thompson, robin of locksley, rose tyler, schuldig, severus snape, steerpike, willow rosenberg, yaten kou

Day One - In the Beginning
Who: Jareth and everyone!
When: Day One, early morning
What: The King addresses his court
Where: City of Illusions, town center
Rating: Anywhere from G to R, I suppose
Status: Complete

In the beginning, everything was nothing. There was a void, black and endless. In one split second, that changed. Where there had been nothing but blackness, the vaguest shape of something began to take form. At first, it was impossible to tell what, since there was still very dark. Slowly, an area of the void began to lighten, and something could be seen to move through the dim light. Before there was more than light and dark, he was there shaping the world.

The King of the Goblins and former Ruler of the Underground looked around at what he had done, little though it appeared to be. He laughed, and it was the first sound ever heard in that place. The light continued to build, and he liked that and encouraged it. For many seconds, almost a full minute, he was very busy. He could feel others coming from the strange Planet that he had escaped. He must be ready... buildings sprung into existance, and grass, and a forest around the edge of the town. He was very guided by the place he'd been before, but also by the first Underground that had been destroyed.

Things were still shiny and new, almost not quite formed, when the first of them arrived. He supposed he'd dragged them along with him when he'd done battle with the Planet, but he wasn't worried. They wouldn't know what was going on. In the blink of an eye, they were there. Cathal, Gabrielle, Faith Lehane, Mercy Thompson, Giselle, Severus Snape, they all popped into being. The surge of energy this brought was incredible, and the lines of the city he had created, which had been hazy and indistinct, firmed into a more solid state.

Jareth searched, then, through all of the worlds that he could reach into with all his millenia of practice. Before a full ten seconds had passed since the arrival of the first ones, those from Mirage, more were brought to stand beside them. Cimorene, Helena Campbell, Hermione Granger, Jack Harkness, Jack Sparrow, Robin of Locksley, Rose Tyler, Schuldig, Steerpike, The Doctor, Willow Rosenberg and Yaten Kou. There was no rhyme or reason to his selections. He simply grabbed those who interested him and took them.

Before long at all, in fact, before even five minutes had passed since he had first walked the void, he had a decent sized group. He would bring more, but later. For now, he had a doubtless very confused court to attend to, and it wouldn't do to keep them waiting. With a gesture, he stood in the very center of the group so they tended to form a circle around him. With a slight twist of his mind, he made himself appear to sparkle, to seem taller than he was, to get their attention.

"Welcome to the Underground." His voice rang out clear and strong through the clearing in the center of the town. "I am the King of this place, and I've brought you here. Some of you will be familiar with this process, as it has been done once before. For some, this is the first time. You will be glad to know it will also be the last." Through some trick of his illusions, he appeared to be looking at each and every one of them, though of course, that should not be possible as they were all arrayed in a circle around him.

"This is your home now. You will not be leaving." He snapped, and in front of each person hung floating in the air two things, a key with a number clearly inscribed on it, and a book. "This is what I shall give you. A journal, which I shall leave to you to figure out, and a key, which is to the room you have been assigned." As he spoke, an orange/red sort of light began to fill the sky to the east. Soon, the sun broke from the horizon and began to rise, casting light on what had largely been in shadow before.

The buildings, each and every one of them, were hung about in gauzy fabrics of all colors. Tents and pavilions were in abundance throughout the area, and from somewhere not so far off, a horse could be heard to snort to itself. It was the City of Illusions in it's Ren Faire guise, which Jareth had seen while on Earth and which had struck his fancy. "This is your home." He repeated. "I have made this city for you to live in. There are only a few simple rules. You may not attempt to kill each other. You may not leave. You may not attempt to go into another's room uninvited. It's quite simple, really."

Jareth didn't pause, didn't give anyone a chance to speak, or even really think through what he had been saying. "For those of you that would not be satisfied with simply existing here in this city, there is a choice. Brave my labyrinth." He gestured toward a wall, high and thick and imposing. A large gate, easily wide enough to drive two buses through, hung open. "If you solve the labyrinth and get to my castle at the center of the structure, you will be rewarded." He paused for just a moment. "Perhaps even with your freedom." He didn't specify further than that.

"That is all. If you have any questions, any of my servants will assist you." He snapped once more, and a short, funny looking goblin scuried up. "Of course, you are welcome to ask me in person... but only if you solve my labyrinth first." As the last words came from his mouth, he was already fading from sight. Seconds later, he was completely gone, leaving those he had brought in a strange sunrise in a completely new world. The goblin, however, remained, looking at the group impassively.

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jack_and_rum
2009-03-01 08:51 pm UTC (link)

His head was supposed to be gone. He'd seen the Kraken leering large and monstrous above his head and he'd made his peace. Thanks to Elizabeth he would be going to the great Pirate Cove below. Except that was not what he saw when he opened his eyes after waiting far longer than he'd thought the Kraken would take to eat a small, insignificant man such as himself. In the scheme of things he was large in his own world but the Kraken had dwarfed him. He had smelled the putrid breath wafting from the thing's enormous mouth, felt the moisture of its drooling lips on his face. Yes, his head should be gone now. He really couldn't fault Elizabeth. The thing had only been after him and he would rather her be safe without him than trying to escape with him. She had done something so Jack Sparrow that he even had to smile at her gumption. He was still smiling to himself when the sparkly man had started with his daft speech, knocking Jack from his reverie and nearly completely off balance.

Needless to say his head was not gone and he was standing in a circle with a bunch of people in a place that looked like it might have been dreamed up by Elizabeth's imaginative mind. He'd heard of men who'd been through extreme circumstances having visions of ghosts and other places. He'd seen them in the taverns, trapped in their own heads after a fight had knocked their brains around their skulls a few times.

Jack put up one finger and was about to interrupt when the sparkly man abruptly left. There was no way to ask a question from him now and the little things he'd called his servants were busy scurrying around. Jack made a distasteful face at the goblins. He had his mask of drunkeness up immediately.

Stumbling slightly a step or two forward, he took the key and the book from the air, turning his eyes warily around at those who stood nearby.

"Well isn't that something," he slurred. "I would just like to say, for the record, that this was not in any way my idea and that I do not have any rum. Where is the rum?"

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sweetlikehoney
2009-03-01 11:02 pm UTC (link)

Schuldig, too, was supposed to be in the watery depths. When a building collapses in the middle of the sea, the people inside of it die. Drown, or are crushed, or something.

But Schuldig wasn't dead. He was leaning against a building, arms crossed, quite unruffled, and listening to the man with a somewhat impressed look. He recognized a few of the illusions, having done them himself, and they weren't easy...not the mention, the man had style.

He took the key and book, flipping through the book before tucking it into his pocket, and then perked at the mention of rum. Really, he was a German at heart, and any alcohol would be appreciated at the moment.

"I think, the lack of rum means that our first order of business should be finding some."

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jack_and_rum
2009-03-05 01:17 pm UTC (link)

Jack held up a finger and nodded pleasantly to the man who had spoken. "I do believe you and I will get along famously. Where do you propose we find said rum?"

Then, as if something had suddenly occurred to him, Jack's eyes widened and narrowed dramatically. He wandered in a wavery line toward the other man and leaned toward him with a conspiratorial expression on his face, eyeing the others around with overly suspicious squints from time to time at several of them.

"As I'm sure you saw, there are sparkling men appearing and disappearing at random. I'd be careful they don't hold to any sort of prohibition before we go on a treasure hunt of a sort."

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sweetlikehoney
2009-03-08 04:13 pm UTC (link)

"Famously, well. I think I could deal with that." Look, see? Already making allies. Brad would have been so...not surprised. It was a very good thing that Schuldig really didn't care about personal space, with Jack leaning in like that. He just smirked, watching the other man with a vaguely amused expression.

"I'm not sure any prohibitions really matter...unless you're against lawbreaking as a rule?" There was certainty that Jack was not, in his voice, that made it nearly teasing. "If not, I suggest we check to see if there's a bar, and if not, a store, and then, if all else fails, I believe there will be a hunt of sorts, yes."

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