colonelcannibal: Ives (Manifest Destiny)
 *The stream where Ives prefers to swim is cold, even in the heat of summer. Unnaturally so, perhaps. At its bank lays a cave, and there his secrets hide.

*The cave is mostly filled with bones. Skulls, jaws, fingers, the occasional arm or leg bone sucked clean of marrow. More complete skeletons deeper in, showing how his food preferences have evolved over time--or perhaps he simply learned more recipes.

*In the back of the cave, where the old bodies are deepest, a tree has grown. It exits through a hole in the roof that was undeniably carved by human hands--or what most people would call human, at least, no matter what their owner had to say on the matter.

*A farmer could tell you that the tree is an apple tree. The superstitious would have reason to think it the very tree of good and evil knowledge that doomed mankind to die. If so, however, it came from a most sinister Eden.

*Ives, being what he is, sees nothing wrong with sitting against the tree and eating the apples. They are by far the best he's ever eaten.*
colonelcannibal: Ives (Westward Expansion)
 *The fort where Ives dwells is old and rather dilapidated, but in a way that just makes it more charming. It sits at the edge of a forest in the Sierra Nevadas, where the trees meet a small plain.

*As Ives leads Dante to a cabin he may notice bits of gold ore, a stray nugget or two in out-of-the-way spots, worrisomely humanoid bones, a bloody hatchet and various other strange things laying around. Before long, however, they arrive in Dante's new room.*

It's a bit small, I'm afraid, but it has a bed and a wardrobe at least. What would you like for breakfast?


Dec. 27th, 2016 09:19 pm
colonelcannibal: Ives (Manifest Destiny)
 *Ives is a frightening man, even to his friends. It's a good thing that he does in fact want to make friends in his way. If he didn't . . . well, there would be that many more dead people in the world.

*Said friends know this, of course. He has found in his long life that honesty makes for better friendships. Which may explain why people he is friendly towards tend to have more nightmares than the average.

*Nightmares like this . . .*
colonelcannibal: Ives (Manifest Destiny)
 *Ives is enjoying himself tremendously. It's been too long since he went camping, doing so again is a lot of fun--especially with a friend. (The fact that he has a friend is pretty amazing all by itself.) He enjoys pointing things out, and enjoys even more when Isak notices things for himself.*

We can go fishing tomorrow, if you would like? Or just swim, one way or the other.
colonelcannibal: . . . Colqhoun (Sad Colqhoun)
 *Ives was enjoying himself quite a bit. Looking to catch his prey before someone else could get to it was a very fun game, and he had all sorts of lovely ideas about what to do when he found it . . .

*The best method of hunting was always to make the prey come to you, in Ives' opinion. When it came to prey like this, that meant bait--and the best bait for a petty monster like this one was poor, sad, pathetic Colqhoun.*

Is there anyone out here? I'm lost . . .
colonelcannibal: Ives (Colonel)
 *Somewhere in the foothills of the western Sierra Nevadas, there is the dilapidated remnants of a fort. It's very old now: the buildings started their lives as a Spanish mission, became a fort some time in the early 1800s and by 1847 only one soldier remained.

*That soldier is still here. At the moment he is unbarring a side gate to let in a visitor, the first proper visitor in some time. Stranded passersby don't really count . . .*

Welcome to Fort Spencer.


colonelcannibal: Ives (Default)F. W. Colqhoun/Colonel Ives

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