Reaching the Summit (Open) Nov 25, 2018 19:56:38 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2018 19:56:38 GMT -6
Dr. Soap Pl: 5 (Suppressed) S.U.D.S. Pl: 5 (Suppressed)
Reaching the Summit
Mt. Frappe, a place not for the faint of heart. There were many other planets in the Rugged North but none as revered as it. The legends told of many things, few of them good but one promised a great reward. A supposed leftover artifact from the Tuffle's past on Earth, a technological marvel that could radically change the climate of the scientific world. Though a rumor it did captivate some minds, most definitely did it capture Dr. Soap's curiosity. A very bored individual he would round up a group of travelers to stage the expedition, and so they began! Five men, all dressed head to toe in protective gear against the cold. Before climbing the mountain they all stopped in a town nearby the bottom of Mt. Frappe. Soap looked at all the members of his crew available, all of them around his age.
"If you've any doubts or mixed feelings, now's the time to speak up." A great silence loomed over the people in the group, they all looked at each other. One of the people in the group would speak up, this one a woman slightly older than Soap. "You think the legend is true?" Soap looked back at the woman, laughing. "There's really only one way to find out. Alright on me crew!" The group proceeded to climb the mountain, already at a rough start due to the harsh terrain. The weather although peaceful seemed to have some kind of imminent feeling to it. The group would pause, taking a short break on the mountain side. The same woman would speak again. "Something feels off.. Is that just me?" Another crew member this one a man would scoff at her. "You've got to be kidding! You're probably just paranoid. We're already so far to start doubting things." Snow lightly began to pick up, but they expected this much. Perhaps it was just a lone thought with no ground however, the group continued climbing.
The group would try to further their progress, staying on the main path the mountain seemed to naturally have. In the midst of their peaceful weather a massive snowstorm picked up. Growing more and more dense within mere minutes, a field of white just beyond their eyes it was impossible to make see. Soap yelled as hard as he could to his crew. "We'll have to setup camp! Its too dangerous in this weather to go any further!" One of the crew members shook his head, pointing towards something in the distance. "Don't you see that?" The person seemed to be pointing at a sign, it read: Town! One Mile. The part that said its specific name seemed to be missing on the sign, a large portion of the writing from the sign scratched off. "There might be shelter in the town!" Yelled out the woman from earlier. "You're right! Let's go!"
After a long walk the crew stumbled across the town, though not abandoned there seemed to be very little life. People running back and forth into their respective homes, without taking another glace. The houses being merely glorified cabins. There seemed to be a larger one however, by the looks of it a kind of tavern. They walked into the cabin, hopefully getting themselves accustomed to the people in the bar. Whatever or whoever they saw would be a mystery, they didn't care about that. The prospect of shelter was too great to ask questions.