sing_for_me: (out of the way!)
Alex Benedetto ([personal profile] sing_for_me) wrote in [community profile] thenearshore2017-09-01 10:02 am

Open!

Who: Alex and you!
When: Last week of August (edit: oops I got the timing wrong)
What: Catchall
Where: Oshun's Temple


Something brought you into this forest, fate, destiny, curiosity, the lack of a sense of direction... whatever it was, here you are. It’s dense with trees, the sounds of birds, insects and other unknown animals all around you. If you go in further towards the heart of the forest, you’ll find a river cutting through it,and over it, a concrete bridge leading to what looks like an abandoned building covered in overgrown plants and worn out by the elements.

Welcome to Oshun’s temple!

[ Here are some more references for the temple. Just imagine..more plants.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6]

A.

80% of Alex hoped someone would hear her calling for help, 20% didn’t, considering how embarrassing and stupid the situation she was in right now was. In an attempt to clean up the building a bit more, Alex has been working on lessening the amount of greenery inside. But vines, branches, and the like were everywhere. She could snip the leaves and branches without much problem, but the vines were tricky. They were wrapped all around the railing along the second floor and snaked up the walls. Alex didn’t really mind, but she wanted to at least lessen the amount so it looked a little neater. That was where she made her mistake.

See, the vines in this forest weren’t regular vines. They guarded the place, and were cohabitants with the god residing there. Alex, however, was unaware of this and while she tried to pull at a stubborn piece of vine, it decided to defend itself, yanking her over the railing as it tried to slip out of her hands.

So, there she was, hanging by the railing, unable to pull herself back up over it. Not an optimal situation when you're in a dress...or at all, really. The only options she had were to keep trying, try to call for help, or drop and maybe just break a few bones. It was starting to look like plan C was how it was going to go. 

B.

While the serenity of the forest was nice, it got too quiet even for her. Her ‘temple’ came with everything she needed, except for a radio. Alex made a mental note to buy one the next time she went to the Near Shore. She didn't mind having some quiet time, but when it went on for too long, she'd start to hear things she'd much rather not. Music helped.

For now, she'd have to fill that silence herself. There should be nothing to worry about since the place was secluded enough, plus the building had some pretty damn good acoustics.

The soft tune carries throughout the building, and even a bit to the outside of it as she continues to sing without a care while sweeping up the floor. It’s not like anyone was around anyway.


C. Wildcard! Maybe the vines decide to mess with you if you get to close to the building, whatever floats your boat! If you’d like to do anything else hmu at [plurk.com profile] mightycheese
bartenderizing: (It's all pretty fuzzy by now)

[personal profile] bartenderizing 2017-09-30 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
The temples are made for the person in mind, just as much as the god they're acting as. So it's still yours.

[ He can say that simply because the temple that Yona received was a replica of her old home. It wasn't suitable for an Irish goddess in the least. ]

Well. I guess you'll have to work on talking to the plants better, or... Something.
bartenderizing: (Infecting everything)

[personal profile] bartenderizing 2017-10-04 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
Well, maybe try to reason with them so this doesn't happen. Tell them to start moving if they don't wanna be pruned.

[ Have a firmer foot on the whole thing, or something like that. ]