[center][h3][color=8dc73f]Gary Isiah Crowe[/color][/h3]
[b][u]Location; Various on a Quest to get to Olympus Academy; Currently Somewhere Unknown on the Seas[/u][/b]
[b][u]Interacting With; A Motley Crew[/u][/b][/center][hr]

The smoke laden air was palpable enough that Gary had trouble seeing. Rushing through his nostrils was an oddly putrid and fermenting scent. The boy was stumbling in a stupor, trying to navigate his way through the smoke laden room. However his progress was halted with a quick thud, that caused Gary to fall down onto the stone floor below. Rubbing both of his eyes with the palms of his hands, he began muttering. 

"It sees, itseesitsees... omFray Olymposyay" As he continued mumbling, his neck gave a quick twitch as he stood up. Strangely he noticed that the smog blanketing the chamber was giving out. With that, he learned that the object that blocked his path was an aged casket. And more importantly, standing in front of him was a curious looking individual with a drawn bottle of wine.

Gary was not able to see the individual's face, but instead saw something far worse. Gary's pupils dilated as he was starting to take in the horror of that mask. With massive light blue eyes that took up a third of the mask, they metaphorically pierced into Gary's soul. They were crudely drawn, and had a thick layer of black that surrounded them. The head had copious amounts of blue wig fabric which were drawn into two comically sized twin-tails. And alongside this, it held a single mouth agape in something that attempted to resemble a open smile. But it was really just a gaping pink maw which only enhanced the inhumanity of the thing Gary was witnessing. 

"Bac-." Was a fragment spoken through a cheap voice changer by the individual wearing the mask. The masked man walked closer as there was a faint jangling come from some piercings. "Cus." Finished the masked man. Gary just stood in place, twitching while he stared onwards now ambivalent about his current situation. 

From behind the wine casket, that stopped Gary earlier, slowly emerged another masked individual. Slowly popping up into view was the visage of a bright yellow bear. Now fully standing, Gary recognized the individual to be dressed in a Winnie the Pooh mascot outfit. "Bacchus." spoke the bear, which was quickly followed by another "Bacchus" by the voice changer. 

The boy took a step back, and then the strangely dressed individuals took a step forward while continuing the chant. The one with the wine bottle raised it menacingly and then...
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"Bacchus!" Declared Gary as he did a sit up, emerging upwards from a pile of rotting refuse. Taking a quick sniff, Gary realized that yes he was in a pile of garbage. His toes were sticking out from a few blackened banana peels, torn up plastic baggies, and a countless amount of torn up silicon pieces.  

Knowing this, he gazed around curiously at his surroundings. Looking down he realized that he was in a straight jacket that was unstrapped and had its straps at the front. And he happened to be sitting next to a gentleman who was dressed in a surprisingly well-maintained Mao Suit who was scratching at his own face while cackling. 

Gary tilted his head as he stared at his associate, "Say pal! Where are we?" The man in the suit simply smiled as he grabbed Gary's shoulders. "We're not dead! But where's the suitcase?!" Gary gave a simple shrug, not fully aware of what events passed before awakening in this trash barge. Slapping himself in the face the man gave a small groan, before smiling wildly again. "Remember me?" Gary took a moment as he scoured his mind as he tried to remember previous events. Then it hit him, and Gary beamed a smile. "Yin! ...Am I at the Academy yet?" 

Yin began chuckling as he was scratching under his eyes, "If you mean that as a code for Thai Garbage Barge, then yes." Overhead there were countless caws as a flock of seagulls were flying above this intrepid duo. Gary paused for a moment as he began rubbing at his head, "Cool!" The boy declared with a sense of enthusiasm that was not deterred by the fact he was not where he wanted to be. He was sure that he'd reach the place soon enough. However a more immediate thought came to his mind as he crawled up towards Yin and stared him dead in the eyes. "What happened last, day, week, month?" 

Twitching, Yin shook his head as he began rocking back and forth. "Theycometheyco-" He shook his head as he realized that the strange boy asked him of what went down. "Well for this situation? It started when..."