Day 11: Keepers of Elysium

Next deadline: Monday, February 27th at 11:59 EST

Team Members:

Captain Destin
A random guard

Destin, fighting his initial urge to defecate on the branch of a tree, Destin decided to nurse his wound like a nurse cuddles a baby.  Unfortunately, none of the lullabies he knew seemed to be helping his wound!

Thankfully, Nirkit was there to save the day.  Nirkit used his mind to moved all of Nirkits healing capsules from their docking bay towards the wound.  Destin was completely healed, and only a few of the healing capsules crashed landed on the return journey home from being out of fuel, but those sacrifices had to be made for the greater good of- wait no this is stupid.

But he really did fix Destin up, and when it was over, Destin felt happy.  Perhaps this was the happy ending Nirkit had suggested?

Once Destin was repaired, Nirkit told him to get some rest while Nirkit worked on repairing the ship.  His mastery over the psychic was helpful for bending and pinching what metal there was into something that seemed seaworthy.  The ship was more or less repaired, though Nirkit had a nagging feeling that he’d want to keep his eye on it just in case.

heal happy ending joke – nirkit, destin

nirkit works on boat


2 thoughts on “Day 11: Keepers of Elysium

  1. (That last part, UE. Uhh…)

    “TO HECK WITH RESTING.” Destin said, while resting. He yelled out other strange things to make him seem like a manly old cowboy, yet still laying down half the day. Truth be told, he hope it would increase his luck.

    But he eventually did live up to his word. Getting up, he began repair the boat, so that it would be as good as new. He hoped this little exercise would help him wield that beast of a sword without strain.

    “Nirit,” Destin remarked cheerfully, “after our baby is all fixed up, could you figure out how to make it, I dunno, FLY?! Cause that would be pretty sweet. I think those little dwarf magicians that keep doing all those weird levitation tricks would be happy to help you with that, too.”

  2. “Dwarf magicians? Are you fuc…MYVOWOFSILENCE!!!! See, what I meant to say, was… um… ellipses. Yeah. I wanted to show off my awesome Squall Leonhart impression. So…”


    Yeah, Nirkit thought to himself, ellipses. That’s the trick.

    So he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to commune with the spirits of his Jedi ancestors. “How do I lift a boat? Yoda did it, and my psychic stat is all maxed out, so I want to do it too. So tell me how to do it. Boat-lifting is wizard as hell.”

    Whenever Destin would take a break to drink a glass of water and towel the sweat off of his rippling pectorals and biceps, his hair flowing in the breeze like an olympian god as he stared into Nirkit’s soul with those piercing eyes of his before returning to work on the boat with his calloused yet soft and strong but gentle hands Nirkit would… um… dammit. Gave myself a boner there. Grandmatittiesgrandmatittiesgrandmatitties and we’re better. So whenever Nirkit felt confident, or if he got an answer in any kind of timely manner from Frank Oz, Sir Alec Guinness, and Hayden Christensen, and Destin was taking a break from work, he’d try to lift the boat with his psychic-ness.

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