HEALTH:
[++++++++++]
CONSCIOUSNESS:
[++++_|_____|____]
[Uncon|Alert|Hyper]
INVENTORY [15/20]:
[ POWER STONE ] | KIT | SMARTPHONE | WALLET | SICKLE | Herbal Remedy: Betel Nuts | Herbal Remedy: Anti-freak-out Tincture | Herbal Remedy: Aloe Vera | Herbal Remedy: Kava Kava | Herbal Remedy: Milk Thistle | Herbal Remedy: Valerian | Flask of Ayahuasca | Mushrooms: P. Subaeruginosa | Toasted Sandwich | Bottle of Water | Sunglasses |
TIME:
Day 1, 4:25 PM
CURRENT OBJECTIVE: Free DREW from the ARCHON that COMPELS HIM TO DO NOTHING BUT SMOKE WEED AND PLAY VIDEO GAMES.
Scarecrow is a little bit STONED. (penalty to reaction speed)
#Thought: Go to the bathroom and wash my face, this will help hyper a little bit.
ooc: what? no. i'm not even sure what you're saying, but no.
#though: Set the mushrooms to the side and offer some to Drew when he gets back. Take the Anti Freak-Out Tincture out as well, just in case things go wrong.
#thought: I should just go with the iboga, taking mushrooms seems like overkill. I should see if I have any food in my satchel that needs to go in the fridge before I settle down, I might also want to turn off my phone while I'm in the spirit realm, although that unfortunately means no appropriate music.
Scarecrow has the idea to split the mushrooms with Drew, but is still undecided as to whether he wants to use them or not. He decides to leave it up to Drew when he gets back, but he takes the MUSHROOMS: P. SUBAERUGINOSA out of his satchel, just in case. In the meantime, he gets up to put his TOASTED SANDWICH in the FRIDGE so it doesn't go bad. Deciding it might be best to preserve his battery life, Scarecrow then unplugs his phone and turns it off. Then he sits back down on one of the couches (there's two, at right angles to each other, so there will be room for both Drew and him to lie down here if needed), putting his feet up.
Drew comes back a shortly afterwards, awkwardly carrying two blankets and some pillows in one arm. In the other arm, he's precariously holding and a container of what appears to be some kind of RICE BASED DISH, as well as some packets of BISCUITS and a bottle of COCA COLA. He tosses the blankets and pillows onto his couch, and the BISCUITS on top of them, then moves towards the fridge.
"Why is there no music playing?" he asks.
"Oh - I didn't want to drain my battery," Scarecrow replies. "I'll need it later and this is going to be a long trip."
"Android right? There's a charger somewhere over there man..."
Scarecrow looks over at the clusterfuck of cables by the TV and Xbox, and spots a PHONE CHARGER. "So there is!" He looks back at Drew. "What's in the container?"
"It's a RICE BASED DISH... it's got tomato paste, onion and capsicum in it."
"Sounds good. Perfect actually. I could totally eat that while tripping."
"Right? That's why I brought it out."
I nod approvingly. "Nice."
Drew sits back on the couch, having finished putting the COCA COLA and RICE BASED DISH in the FRIDGE.
"Why is there no music playing?" he asks again.
Ignoring him for now, Scarecrow asks: "Hey, do you want some MUSHROOMS: P. SUBAERUGINOSA as well?"
"Why would I want mushrooms AND iboga?" It seems to be a genuine question.
"Well, believe it or not, I've noticed that mushrooms have a tendency to give some amount of power to the user while he's under their effects. That power might be helpful against the ARCHON."
Drew looks at Scarecrow blankly. "So... we take more drugs and become more powerful?"
"Uh," Scarecrow says, realizing how crazy the idea sounds when it's put so bluntly. "Yeah, something like that."
"Okay then!"
Scarecrow raises his eyebrows, surprised. "You want them?"
"Yeah, why not. We're already going all out, right?"
Scarecrow laughs, nodding. That's a good attitude. Maybe this won't be so bad. "All right then, let's do this!" he says, putting half of the mushrooms in the container with Drew's dose of IBOGA ROOT BARK POWDER. He passes the container to Drew. "Eat this."
"What, just like this?"
"Yeah, pretty much. The powder's a bit of a pain to get down, but you should be fine with some water. Just uh, don't inhale it. Watch." Scarecrow starts tipping his own IBOGA ROOT BARK POWDER dose under his tongue. It just tastes like wood, but it feels like it's sucking the moisture out of his mouth, so he adds some water to it to hydrate it before swallowing. He can see why they do this in microdoses usually.
Drew copies him, taking the time to gag dramatically and make some choking noises. Scarecrow can tell he's faking it, and watches mildly as he starts munching on his portion of the MUSHROOMS: P. SUBAERUGINOSA. They're fresh and healthy looking - home grown, orange capped mushrooms. They've got a bizzare mushy/gummy texture and they taste extremely bitter, but Scarecrow's used to eating weird tasting plant based substances. He knows it'll be entertaining to watch Drew choke his down, though, so he does his best to keep a straight face.
Now having finished his dose of powder, Drew takes a bit out of one of the mushrooms. Immediately his face crinkles up into a look of mortified disgust. Scarecrow starts laughing.
"Oh man," he says, through a mouthful of mushroom. "This is quite possibly the worst thing I've ever tasted..." he's chewing really slowly.
"Don't torture yourself man, chomp them down. There's not a lot of them."
Drew swallows, then shudders. "How did you eat yours so easily?" he asks, sounding a little hysterical. "And why is there no music playing?"
"Dude, I can eat anything. I don't differentiate flavours in to 'good' and 'bad' any more, they're all just 'different'."
Drew's now pretending to retch.
"Come on, drama queen, eat up!" Scarecrow mocks, before taking a swig from the bottle of ICED TEA.
A few minutes and much complaining later, and they've both taken their doses. Scarecrow is already on "first alert" - the sensation that comes immediately after you take a big dose of psychedelics - a feeling somewhere in his spine that says, "oh shit, you've really done it this time...", which can be anywhere between something to revel in and a sense of impending doom. Right now, the sensation is leaning more towards impending doom.
"Hey Drew, we better get comfy and strap ourselves in. I have a feeling we're gonna be blasting off real soon."
"All right man, you're driving this crazy train." Drew throws him a blanket and a pillow. He doesn't seem to have felt anything yet; maybe he's not sensitive enough. "But why is there no music playing?"
HEALTH:
[++++++++++]
CONSCIOUSNESS:
[+++++|++___|____]
[Uncon|Alert|Hyper]
INVENTORY [13/20]:
[ POWER STONE ] | KIT | SMARTPHONE | WALLET | SICKLE | Herbal Remedy: Betel Nuts | Herbal Remedy: Anti-freak-out Tincture | Herbal Remedy: Aloe Vera | Herbal Remedy: Kava Kava | Herbal Remedy: Milk Thistle | Herbal Remedy: Valerian | Flask of Ayahuasca | Bottle of Water | Sunglasses |
TIME:
Day 1, 4:35 PM
CURRENT OBJECTIVE: Free DREW from the ARCHON that COMPELS HIM TO DO NOTHING BUT SMOKE WEED AND PLAY VIDEO GAMES.
Scarecrow doesn't feel STONED any more.
Scarecrow is ALERT.
Scarecrow has taken IBOGA! He is waiting for it to kick in.
Scarecrow has taken MUSHROOMS: P. SUBAERUGINOSA! He is waiting for them to kick in.
Scarecrow is ON FIRST ALERT for a big trip. (extra sensitivity to vibes)
Scarecrow is a little bit ANXIOUS, but is still in control.
CHECKPOINT reached.
ooc: by the way, i'm less active during the week due to uni work. but i intend to keep working on this, so don't think i've forgotten about it