once the whole group is through, vax will realize very quickly it is fucking impossible to stealth through a room that is this colorful, but he sure will try. his footsteps are quiet as always, and he slows down just a little to glance over yasusada's shoulder at the sketchbook. ]
...C'mon. [ a little more urgently, encouraging, to the other three. ] Let's get out of here.
Well, Atsushi can have some emotional company--as he's hit with that wave of sadness, his steps slow, feet dragging. It's not a feeling he's unaccustomed to, though it's a little surprising to feel it now--but then, hasn't he spoken about how he's still learning? About what it means, to carry the weight of a heart?
It is safe in here--and perhaps if his most important people were with him, he'd take it into consideration. But they aren't, and Yasusada is a sword; he's not made to exist in "safe" places.
So out the door he goes, closing the sketchbook and holding it with him.]
[It's frightening. Atsushi's natural anxiety makes him hesitate, makes him focus on all the 'what ifs' and how anything could go wrong here. So many bad things could happen, it's so risky. Staying in a safe home- albeit an empty one- is better, isn't it? Even if the house isn't great, the known emptiness is better than the unknown risk, right?
But it isn't, not really. You can't grow if you don't experience scary things. So Atsushi hugs that cat to his chest and goes out that door after everyone else.]
[you now stand in the middle of a hall - and now that you're here, you can tell that this is a castle. it is completely empty. nobody has been here in years. you understand this.
the colors continue to drip from the walls, endlessly. you feel sort of disoriented, actually, as you walk through the door into this area. the colors are startling. there are pictures nailed to the walls as well, though they're blurry and impossible to see properly. these pictures look like they might be people, maybe? who knows. you get the sense that whoever they are, they're cowards.
each of these doors have your names written on them. those, you at least remember.
but before you continue, you must assess your emotional state.
yasusada: you are sad. you have increased defense, and decreased speed in battle. this emotion beats happy. atsushi: you are happy. you have extra luck, and your speed is increased in battle. however, your hit rate is decreased. this emotion beats angry. damien: you are angry. you have increased attack, and decreased defense in battle. this emotion beats sad. vax: you are sad. you have increased defense, and decreased speed in battle. this emotion beats happy.
what would you like to do now that you are in the castle?]
but alright, into the castle we go! vax looks to the other three for a moment, just to make sure they're all together, before moving forward through the hall. he glances briefly to the pictures, squinting a little to try and see them a little closer (cowards) and then pauses, reaching up to absently rub his hand against his chest. he's sad? he's sad.
...what else is new, though. he takes a deep breath, rolling his shoulders back, and shifts into a sneaky sneaky rogue position, making his way past the photos and moving to the doors. this one says: vax'ildan.
....
well, i mean, he's gonna try the doorknob. who talks about doing things with other people before doing them. ]
[ damien is angry because angry beats sad. this checks out and is not that notable!
he looks at those portraits very briefly, but they're so frustrating that he ends up looking away fast. cowards. but that's not surprising, everyone is like that.
he'll glance back to check on the other two as well. ]
[SAD POTATO IS SAD... sad potato looks at the door with his name on it like "huh that's weird" and then goes over to stand by Damien because he doesn't know how rp quests work.
He nods--then hesitates, lifting one hand to his chest.]
[Those cowards...but Atsushi's emotional state is better, and it makes him think 'I can't just call them cowards. They must have had their reasons.' Not that he actually knows why he thinks they're cowards. He's just automatically charitable.
Damien's voice gets his attention though.]
Ah- yes! I'm coming!
[And he hurries along from where he stopped to look at the blurry pictures, down to the end of the hallway.]
[as those of you who stopped look at the pictures a little more closely, you'll notice some very prominent colors among them. yellow, blue, green and pink.
the three doors have all of your names, just as a clarification, all vertically stacked. the names seem to be etched into the metal, jagged and horrible. your teeth itch when you see them.
vax tries the doorknob! it opens. wow, his immortal enemy seems to be nerfed, huh. he seems to be looking into a kitchen, but he'll have to go in further for a full description.]
[listen if you think i'm not going to force you through all of these doors you're wrong.
to answer your question though, they have no idea about anything in this castle, other than the fact that it is here now, and there's really no other place to go.
the kitchen is huge! it has several prep counters, like four ovens, six stoves, and three fridges. the floor is a nauseating mix of colors. like hotel carpet, but with neon colors, and made of tile. the walls are a soft white, at least, but they're completely covered with little notecards.
notably, though, is the creature sitting on one of the counters. or... floating. it is dark. made of shadow, dripping inky black to the floor below. the shape of it twists and curls in on itself, a little like the way corrupted video game models do, its limbs rotating slowly. there is no face.
it speaks, and the voice hurts and is reassuring to listen to all in one. like the voice of someone you miss dearly.]
[charles the cat yowls, hiding in atsushi's arms.]
is there a knifeblock anywhere within grabbing range because he's absolutely going to grab a fucking knife if there is. ]
Oh, really trusting of a weird fuckoff monster asking for a cake.
[ almost immediately, the stance is protective, especially when the cat flips out - of the other three. damien's injured, and atsushi and yams - he knows they can handle themselves, but, even still. it's not like he can help it. ]
Yasusada, who does not trust cats, glances over at Charles and then moves forward, preferably in front of these DUMBASS HUMANS. Not within arm's reach, and his demeanor is poised for defense, if needed--but his voice is mostly just cautious.
Where's an Ishikirimaru to purify corruption when you need him...]
There's no way Atsushi could be rude to this weird fucker just standing right there. His heckles are raising up at the same time as Charles'. Two cats, two puffed up creatures.]
I-I don't know how to make a cake!
[He's not arguing against making one. He'll do it! He just doesn't know how.]
[vax can absolutely grab a knife. the creature does not move or seem frightened by it.
charles headbutts atsushi's neck and stays there. wow, it hates this!
however... yasusada moves forward. and when he does, just for a second, he sees something else. a familiar face, though he can't quite place where he's seen it before. the void creature twitches, with a sharp, painful sound. like a blade slicing through flesh.
the rest of you hear a sound too. vax - the sound of a bullet in the ribs, loud and ringing. damien, the sound of violin strings snapping, one by one. and atsushi, the sound of snarling, low and rumbling.
that noise sure is familiar, isn't it! splintering, striking, heated metal in flesh. like a startled cat, vax tenses, immediately, hand now wrapped around the knife tighter than before. the thing doesn't react, or move, which is never good, and it's not like he has any access to a good old divine smite in this situation! great.
he's not... putting the knife away yet.... but he stares at that ominous looking glitchy blob for a moment longer. ]
You gonna stay over there?
[ points at the blob with the knife like it will do anything. ]
[It's familiar--so familiar that he finds himself automatically reaching for his hip, only to falter, as he's done so often since arriving, when he finds his blade missing.
Right... right. It was gone--when? Before the white room? Ah, not important. And anyway,
"I'm passing these words on to you. Don't fight so recklessly."
...He'll be careful.
To the creature--he shakes his head.]
I remember mine, but I don't know yours. I can give you a new one if you want, though.
[Vax has a knife, which means he might be getting ready to attack.
Yasusada is over there, talking to the creature while standing way too close.
And Damien is the one who drags Atsushi out of his own fearful thoughts, forcing him to pay attention rather than get lost in the panic induced by those all too familiar roars.]
I-I don't think we should. We shouldn't be here.
[He says that quietly to Damien while holding onto Charles and trying to comfort him. Then he glances back in the direction of where they had come from. Is the door still there?]
[the door is still there, so they can leave if they want to.
the monster looks at all of them. first at the knife, and vax. nervous. there's a nervous feeling in the air. but then yasusada speaks, and it looks at him, twitching violently.]
Okay.
[it says, in that same whispering voice. it moves a little closer. holds out a dripping hand, cold and dead. will you take it?
will you give this feeling a name? will you give it validation? will you care for it, this day it was born?
you don't have to. you could tear it apart, instead. it scares you, this disturbance. you could destroy it, or run away, or give it what it wants, or something else entirely.]
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im vaxildan and im not scared of shit
once the whole group is through, vax will realize very quickly it is fucking impossible to stealth through a room that is this colorful, but he sure will try. his footsteps are quiet as always, and he slows down just a little to glance over yasusada's shoulder at the sketchbook. ]
...C'mon. [ a little more urgently, encouraging, to the other three. ] Let's get out of here.
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Well, Atsushi can have some emotional company--as he's hit with that wave of sadness, his steps slow, feet dragging. It's not a feeling he's unaccustomed to, though it's a little surprising to feel it now--but then, hasn't he spoken about how he's still learning? About what it means, to carry the weight of a heart?
It is safe in here--and perhaps if his most important people were with him, he'd take it into consideration. But they aren't, and Yasusada is a sword; he's not made to exist in "safe" places.
So out the door he goes, closing the sketchbook and holding it with him.]
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But it isn't, not really. You can't grow if you don't experience scary things. So Atsushi hugs that cat to his chest and goes out that door after everyone else.]
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the colors continue to drip from the walls, endlessly. you feel sort of disoriented, actually, as you walk through the door into this area. the colors are startling. there are pictures nailed to the walls as well, though they're blurry and impossible to see properly. these pictures look like they might be people, maybe? who knows. you get the sense that whoever they are, they're cowards.
each of these doors have your names written on them. those, you at least remember.
but before you continue, you must assess your emotional state.
yasusada: you are sad. you have increased defense, and decreased speed in battle. this emotion beats happy.
atsushi: you are happy. you have extra luck, and your speed is increased in battle. however, your hit rate is decreased. this emotion beats angry.
damien: you are angry. you have increased attack, and decreased defense in battle. this emotion beats sad.
vax: you are sad. you have increased defense, and decreased speed in battle. this emotion beats happy.
what would you like to do now that you are in the castle?]
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but alright, into the castle we go! vax looks to the other three for a moment, just to make sure they're all together, before moving forward through the hall. he glances briefly to the pictures, squinting a little to try and see them a little closer (cowards) and then pauses, reaching up to absently rub his hand against his chest. he's sad? he's sad.
...what else is new, though. he takes a deep breath, rolling his shoulders back, and shifts into a sneaky sneaky rogue position, making his way past the photos and moving to the doors. this one says: vax'ildan.
....
well, i mean, he's gonna try the doorknob. who talks about doing things with other people before doing them. ]
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he looks at those portraits very briefly, but they're so frustrating that he ends up looking away fast. cowards. but that's not surprising, everyone is like that.
he'll glance back to check on the other two as well. ]
Excalibur, Sherlock, you good?
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He nods--then hesitates, lifting one hand to his chest.]
It feels... heavy. Here. [His KOKORO]
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Damien's voice gets his attention though.]
Ah- yes! I'm coming!
[And he hurries along from where he stopped to look at the blurry pictures, down to the end of the hallway.]
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the three doors have all of your names, just as a clarification, all vertically stacked. the names seem to be etched into the metal, jagged and horrible. your teeth itch when you see them.
vax tries the doorknob! it opens. wow, his immortal enemy seems to be nerfed, huh. he seems to be looking into a kitchen, but he'll have to go in further for a full description.]
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anyway!! there are three doors. this one is a kitchen.
he glances to the other two. ]
...'s see what's in the rest. Yeah? Be careful.
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Should probably stick together.
[ and so he's heading into that kitchen, too. but also not really waiting for the other two because he's mean?
if he's been in that white void this whole time, has he... known about this kitchen? ]
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I'm so sorry flurry]
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The cat- now named Charles Perrault- is still with him too.]
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to answer your question though, they have no idea about anything in this castle, other than the fact that it is here now, and there's really no other place to go.
the kitchen is huge! it has several prep counters, like four ovens, six stoves, and three fridges. the floor is a nauseating mix of colors. like hotel carpet, but with neon colors, and made of tile. the walls are a soft white, at least, but they're completely covered with little notecards.
notably, though, is the creature sitting on one of the counters. or... floating. it is dark. made of shadow, dripping inky black to the floor below. the shape of it twists and curls in on itself, a little like the way corrupted video game models do, its limbs rotating slowly. there is no face.
it speaks, and the voice hurts and is reassuring to listen to all in one. like the voice of someone you miss dearly.]
[charles the cat yowls, hiding in atsushi's arms.]
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is there a knifeblock anywhere within grabbing range because he's absolutely going to grab a fucking knife if there is. ]
Oh, really trusting of a weird fuckoff monster asking for a cake.
[ almost immediately, the stance is protective, especially when the cat flips out - of the other three. damien's injured, and atsushi and yams - he knows they can handle themselves, but, even still. it's not like he can help it. ]
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[ this seems like a call to adventure, except it's just 'bake for a horrible glitchy eldritch abomination?' ]
It's not like baking is hard, do it yourself.
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Yasusada, who does not trust cats, glances over at Charles and then moves forward, preferably in front of these DUMBASS HUMANS. Not within arm's reach, and his demeanor is poised for defense, if needed--but his voice is mostly just cautious.
Where's an Ishikirimaru to purify corruption when you need him...]
What's your name?
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There's no way Atsushi could be rude to this weird fucker just standing right there. His heckles are raising up at the same time as Charles'. Two cats, two puffed up creatures.]
I-I don't know how to make a cake!
[He's not arguing against making one. He'll do it! He just doesn't know how.]
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charles headbutts atsushi's neck and stays there. wow, it hates this!
however... yasusada moves forward. and when he does, just for a second, he sees something else. a familiar face, though he can't quite place where he's seen it before. the void creature twitches, with a sharp, painful sound. like a blade slicing through flesh.
the rest of you hear a sound too. vax - the sound of a bullet in the ribs, loud and ringing. damien, the sound of violin strings snapping, one by one. and atsushi, the sound of snarling, low and rumbling.
quietly, the creature says, in a whisper:]
I don't remember. Do you?
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that noise sure is familiar, isn't it! splintering, striking, heated metal in flesh. like a startled cat, vax tenses, immediately, hand now wrapped around the knife tighter than before. the thing doesn't react, or move, which is never good, and it's not like he has any access to a good old divine smite in this situation! great.
he's not... putting the knife away yet.... but he stares at that ominous looking glitchy blob for a moment longer. ]
You gonna stay over there?
[ points at the blob with the knife like it will do anything. ]
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uh. you guys handle talking to this monster, damien doesn't really know how to fucking deal with that, so he glances to atsushi? ]
I can show you if we have to. Don't know why we should have to, though...
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Right... right. It was gone--when? Before the white room? Ah, not important. And anyway,
"I'm passing these words on to you. Don't fight so recklessly."
...He'll be careful.
To the creature--he shakes his head.]
I remember mine, but I don't know yours. I can give you a new one if you want, though.
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Yasusada is over there, talking to the creature while standing way too close.
And Damien is the one who drags Atsushi out of his own fearful thoughts, forcing him to pay attention rather than get lost in the panic induced by those all too familiar roars.]
I-I don't think we should. We shouldn't be here.
[He says that quietly to Damien while holding onto Charles and trying to comfort him. Then he glances back in the direction of where they had come from. Is the door still there?]
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the monster looks at all of them. first at the knife, and vax. nervous. there's a nervous feeling in the air. but then yasusada speaks, and it looks at him, twitching violently.]
Okay.
[it says, in that same whispering voice. it moves a little closer. holds out a dripping hand, cold and dead. will you take it?
will you give this feeling a name? will you give it validation? will you care for it, this day it was born?
you don't have to. you could tear it apart, instead. it scares you, this disturbance. you could destroy it, or run away, or give it what it wants, or something else entirely.]
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