#fableplot5

[nightmarejack]

Jack was oblivious to the jungle going on outside, occupied as usual by the pile of never-ending paperwork at his desk. It wasn't until the magic in the air began to flicker in and out the way it had during the electrical storm that he glanced up. George was looking rather wilted, and he frowned as he left his office to investigate. He peered out the front window to see a world gone mad. "What on earth?" he muttered, frowning a little harder as an enormous blue butterfly paused on a plant he was certain had never been there before.

[xmadnesslikegravity]

Hatter had taken one look at the madness going on outside and resolved not to leave his shop until it blew over. He'd had enough of wandering around during the lightning storm with his mind flickering in and out, and he was in no hurry to repeat the experience. He was grateful that he felt perfectly sane at the moment, but that didn't stop him from pacing his shop anxiously and counting the tiles and the tea tins. He'd left the door unlocked and the sign flipped to Open, in case anyone needed a place to wait it out.

[chivalryone-gratitudezero]

Char gave the wheel of his chair and tug and sighed, noticing that, somehow, a vine had lodged itself between a spoke. “It seems I might be in a slight predicament. You don’t happen to mind giving me a hand? Though I will be accepting feet, axes and hoverboards, if they’re available.”

[i-can-fix-it-felix]

Stay Safe, Squidge || Arlix

It had been a particularly strange situation. From the moment where he woke up to the sound of a toucan hawking outside his window, to noticing the vines twisting round the lamppost just outside his apartment building. Whilst it felt obscure, it wasn’t the developing jungle outside his window that unnerved him. Nor was it the poisonous snakes he skipped over or the snapping Venus flytraps that nipped at his heels as he passed them by. Rather, it was the eerily familiar vibe he was getting from being in the changing environment. 

He passed through the jungle, a hop in his step and a tune to his hum, not facing many problem apart from the sweat dribbling down from his forehead and the strangely warm rainwater that soaked through his clothing. He was soon outside Arthur’s house, knocking on the door three times with an umbrella being held up in one hand, and a make-do boquet of a few exotic flowers he had picked in his journey over. Despite Arthur’s need to keep things on the down-low, he felt like he was probably allowed to make romantic gestures in private homes, right?

@the-onceandfuture-king

[hiding-for-a-lifetime]

Juniper felt the grass curl under her hands, as she watched a glittering blue butterfly settle slowly on the tip of her shoe. She wondered for a moment, turning to watch the one on her elbow open and close its wings, whether she might just become another part of the scenery if she stayed still for long enough, whether the world would consume her.

Her eyes flickered up at the sound of someone moving through the long grass. “Careful,” she hissed into the undergrowth, trying not to stir any more of the creatures that fluttered in what remained of the clearing. For the first time in a long while, she was quite content, as another flitted by and landed softly in her hair.

[zan-the-man]

“Yeah, I can absolutely show you if you want!” 

[cheltochtli]

Having the day off from work to venture out and explore the growing jungle in Fableton had seemed like a great idea.  The terrain reminded her a lot of El Dorado, so it was nostalgic in the best way.  The beautiful creatures and foliage had her practically skipping with joy through the town.  Of course, she had been so wrapped up in her own world, she hadn’t been paying attention to the warnings from the town and found herself smack dab in the middle of a flooding.  She managed to scramble up into a tree, her limbs wrapping tightly around it as she tried to figure out how she was going to get out of this one.  “Is anyone out there?” she called, knowing enough that two heads were certainly better than one when it came to solving a problem.

[neverletyoufall]

Cornelius had found himself a place on a park bench, his eyes on some sort of flowering plant that was creeping around one of the iron legs. "Is spring in Fableton always so... green?" He thought he knew a bit about the seasons, and everything he'd seen recently was quite unlike what he thought of as spring. It was the first one he'd spent in the town though, so perhaps it was always this strange. He thought very little would surprise him at this point.