Post by Jimmy Corne on Mar 24, 2018 13:37:42 GMT -6
Jimmy woke suddenly from a dream about fighting a demon with a couple of robots. This wasn't really a dream it was more of a memory. He couldn't remember the details well enough though.
It had been a good couple of days since he had discovered the temple that he now calls home. He had taken some time to restore some of the rooms using his telekenisis whenever possible. It was time to fix more rooms.
Jimmy went to check on his traps in the forest to see if he had breakfast. He had caught a couple of squirrels and rabbits, as well as the occasional possum and coon. He cleaned them, cooked them and ate them. Afterwards he began restoring the temple again.
-2 hours later-
Jimmy had just finished the fifth room in the second floor of the temple when he heard a noise. It sounded like footsteps on the floor below. Jimmy levitated off the ground to not make a noise when he heard a voice.
'Whose been fixing up the place while I've been away?'
The voice sounded like that of an elderly man. Jimmy quietly floated into the room he had heard the man in. He tried sensing the presence of the old man but got nothing back. Then he saw the reason why, he was wearing one of the anonymous masks that were lying around. The old man looked up at him.
'Excuse me son, are you the one who has been taking care of this old temple?'
'Yes I have been, but I've got a question for you, mate.'
The old man cocked his head to the right.
'Well aren't you a very forward young man. I've barely made my presence known. Next you are going to say 'Where did you get that mask?' now.'
'Where did you get that mask?... Tch~'
The odd prediction took Jimmy a little by surprise as he lowered himself to the ground. The old man took off the mask and put it on the ground.
'Why don't you introduce yourself, Sonny Jim?'
Jimmy almost busted out laughing at that but he kept his composure.
'My name is James Tiberius Corne. And you are?'
The old man stared for a moment before chuckling slightly and giving his name.
'Most people call me the Turtle Hermit, but you can call me Master Harold.'
(Ooc: This is Canon now. I ran out of names XD)
Jimmy nodded in response.
"I suppose I should let you in on the secret since you have started restoring the temple but first you must finish the process."
Jimmy looked around at the remaining damage. He knew it would take a couple of days to finish restoring and cleaning up the temple that they were in, but for the secret of the masks and to have one, that would be worth it.
"It will take some time, but it will get done."
"Good," responded Harold, "I've been needing a successor to take care of this place. Hopefully this'll do you some good as well."
(Ooc: tbc in maybe the next post or part 2)
It had been a good couple of days since he had discovered the temple that he now calls home. He had taken some time to restore some of the rooms using his telekenisis whenever possible. It was time to fix more rooms.
Jimmy went to check on his traps in the forest to see if he had breakfast. He had caught a couple of squirrels and rabbits, as well as the occasional possum and coon. He cleaned them, cooked them and ate them. Afterwards he began restoring the temple again.
-2 hours later-
Jimmy had just finished the fifth room in the second floor of the temple when he heard a noise. It sounded like footsteps on the floor below. Jimmy levitated off the ground to not make a noise when he heard a voice.
'Whose been fixing up the place while I've been away?'
The voice sounded like that of an elderly man. Jimmy quietly floated into the room he had heard the man in. He tried sensing the presence of the old man but got nothing back. Then he saw the reason why, he was wearing one of the anonymous masks that were lying around. The old man looked up at him.
'Excuse me son, are you the one who has been taking care of this old temple?'
'Yes I have been, but I've got a question for you, mate.'
The old man cocked his head to the right.
'Well aren't you a very forward young man. I've barely made my presence known. Next you are going to say 'Where did you get that mask?' now.'
'Where did you get that mask?... Tch~'
The odd prediction took Jimmy a little by surprise as he lowered himself to the ground. The old man took off the mask and put it on the ground.
'Why don't you introduce yourself, Sonny Jim?'
Jimmy almost busted out laughing at that but he kept his composure.
'My name is James Tiberius Corne. And you are?'
The old man stared for a moment before chuckling slightly and giving his name.
'Most people call me the Turtle Hermit, but you can call me Master Harold.'
(Ooc: This is Canon now. I ran out of names XD)
Jimmy nodded in response.
"I suppose I should let you in on the secret since you have started restoring the temple but first you must finish the process."
Jimmy looked around at the remaining damage. He knew it would take a couple of days to finish restoring and cleaning up the temple that they were in, but for the secret of the masks and to have one, that would be worth it.
"It will take some time, but it will get done."
"Good," responded Harold, "I've been needing a successor to take care of this place. Hopefully this'll do you some good as well."
(Ooc: tbc in maybe the next post or part 2)