Welcome to Day 12 of the Chesterton Challenge! Don’t forget to check out all the creations shared in the notes of yesterday’s post (or to share some if you’re finishing up an entry).
Today’s Optional Prompt is: Mother
Because it's Mother's Day in America, and Chesterton had a mother. They had a pretty good relationship. There are prompt possibilities here, just go with it.
Whatever you create, make sure to show us or tell us about it by reblogging or replying to this post. (Don’t forget: anyone is allowed to join in the fun at any point during the Challenge.)
Of the old game? If you downloaded the game in the past, you can go to the Purchased tab of the App Store and download the app again. There's some evidence that either new devices or new iOS versions don't play nice with it, so it's not guaranteed it'll open and play.
Even then you can only play on Guest mode (no multiplayer, only one character). That's inevitable since the main servers no longer exist, so there's nothing to log into or anything to organise multiplayer.
Of the remake? It's not playable yet, but since it'll be a website (most likely game.keeperofgreenhaven.net), it should be playable from any device that has a web browser.
[Comprehensive List of Scenarios Prompt]
She didn't quite like inquisitors. They often didn't like her either, for various reasons, but they had a certain...skillset, didn't they? A certain mindset. Or at least they did while serving, this one didn't anymore. Not that she liked him better for it. Such disciples weren't all that hard to recognize from their demeanor, the way they carried themselves, spoke. She absently wondered if he might have known her mentor. They were about the same age, she thought, perhaps they even served together. She was likely to never bring it up, regardless. Ciceroix never much liked talking about his time during the War when he was around, and she doubted this one would, either.
It wasn't a conversation with him that she was after. She wanted his expertise in where she lacked.
"I am hunting something." She said, too stubborn to move from where she stood, uncomfortably craning her head back to look up at him. It might have been her fault in moving too closely in the first place, but she stood firm. "I don't want to be involved, I just want you to kill it. I'll be there if...things turn nasty for you. Save your hide and all that." Her smile was thin, almost a grimace as she shifted uncomfortably. "But I do not wish to participate in the bloodshed." Even the thought sent a tremble of sick excitement through her. "I'll even bring you there."
He didn't seem to mind, almost needing gil as much as she did. She was, in fact, hiring him to complete the job she took from someone else. Something had been eating away at Mr. Blanc's karakul, something big enough to leave little evidence besides ominously large footprints in the snow. Much too big for her to handle, of that she was certain. "There's a nearby cave we can start with," she said as she tilted her head up at him. "I'll lead the way, Ser...?"
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"He knows! He knows!"
"Hush-"
But Marlowe didn't hear him, she couldn't hear anything beyond the roaring in her ears, the way her teeth clicked together uncontrollably, chattering and clickity click clicking. "He can smell it! Taste it! The fear!" Shallow and loud and full of wheezing panic over her gulps of not enough air, not enough space. Yet she curled more tightly into herself, knees to her chin, shoulders to temples.
"We must move-"
"I can't, I can't! He knows! He knows I'm here!" Her desperate wail echoed against the rocky tunnel walls, her eyes squeezing to block out everything-
But she felt weight. The weight of a gauntleted arm settling on her shoulder awkwardly, the cold of the metal against the back of her neck.
"You are safe, it is dead. It is safe." His whisper was hoarse, almost pleading. It was enough. Grounding just enough.
"T-there's something else..." She whined, their little kill just a taste of the immense dread and hunger she felt moving c-closer— "it...i-it's coming-!!"
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