Entry tags:
may missions
Who: Alice Yabusame, B.B. Hood, Childe, Dito, Himeko Inaba, Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Nene Yashiro, Noah Ebalon, Rantarou Amami, Rio Ranger, Shin Tsukimi, Sou Hiyori
What: mission time
When: May 20, 2000
Where: various
Warnings: tba.
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What: mission time
When: May 20, 2000
Where: various
Warnings: tba.
There will be no tag order, and a mod response will come after at least 4 player responses OR the next day, whichever is earlier. Please note this means that if you're absent for a day or more, the thread will move on.)
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Noah does as instructed, holding the shard out so that most of the light can be seen, and he spins slowly. Wheeeeeee]
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It glows a little more pointing that way.
[Because the others can't hear the voice of god whispering in his mind obviously.]
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[He’s too bright and chipper given the situation, but that is simply because he’s entirely unhinged as a person. He stoops down to pick up the hunk of floorboard, tossing it over in Alice’s direction. Think fast.] Here. This’ll be a better weapon than your bare fists, and you don’t want to be caught unarmed if things go south.
[He then reaches out to offer one hand to Nene, his Vision giving a pulse of blue light as a gleaming blade of water coalesces and solidifies within the other. He jerks his head towards the elevator.] Shall we?
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But it's not as if Childe Tartaglia is wrong, or didn't warn him... Wincing, Alice rubs the sore spot with one hand, picking up the floorboard with the other. If only he could produce magic weapons out of nowhere! ]
Let's hope that things don't go south at all... Though we're prepared, of course!
[ Into the elevator it is — he'll follow the others into the compartment. ]
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careful not to tug too much, slender fingers curl into noah's jacket before she reconsiders- if... if something does need fighting, he doesn't need to get snagged on her. no one does. she'll keep to herself and hopefully nothing needs punching or beaming with beams or literally anything else. )
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The first floor has the auditorium, student store, and library to the right. The third floor has the student council room, art and music clubs, and science lab. ]
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One floor at a time?
[He waits to be sure that everyone is safely inside the Hellevator, and provided that no one reaches out to stop him before he can do so, presses the lit up button for floor three.]
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The shadow figures come and go, walking throughout the school aimlessly. Ever once in awhile one of them will change and they'll find themselves looking at one familiar figure after another. The change is brief and flickering, like static interrupting a video, before the figures continue their wandering. But they only go after students who are dying, so there should be no need for concern.
Will they keep going? ]
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provided nothing too awful happens when she does this, nene glances around before signing. )
Isn't it all supposed to be on the other side?
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Yeah, it's supposed to b—
[Epiphany.]
Wait. Wait, wait, waitwaitwait! It's — the mirrors have been going crazy all month, right? I nearly got yanked into one when I turned my back on it, not to mention all the stuff you could see inside of them! The shadows and the mirrors have to be correlated — when you look in a mirror, you see things "flipped", right? That's what this is. It's a mirrored version of the void.
[And now that Noah having a brief moment of intelligence has worn off:]
That's all I got.
[They will, in fact, keep walking. At least, Noah's going to.]
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The other shadows in the hallways... As Nene reaches out, Alice stops in his tracks, first to glance at down at her in a question, and then to stare after one figure in particular, no matter how quickly the recognizable features vanish. ]
Chiaki Nanami...?!
[ And Hajime Hinata, too, a former Star 4 resident. The room really must be cursed after all.
It takes Alice several moments to compose himself enough to focus on the conversation, the observations being voiced, and to resume walking with the others. When he speaks, he sounds distracted. ]
...You're right, Noah Ebalon... There was something wrong with the mirrors for weeks.
tw self harm???? Sorta??? Kinda ig
It’s almost as if the polarity has shifted.
[It’s an idle comment, one he clearly hadn’t meant to speak forth out loud given how he starts a bit in surprise. He blinks, glancing at the shadow students, then Noah, then the mirror shard in the boy’s hand. Breaking a mirror releases one from the void school… Maybe it didn’t work because they’re not in the void school.
It’s a very casual movement, clearly still driven by absentminded musings as he draws the sharp edge of his blade across his palm and tilts his hand to watch the blood drip down onto the ground below them. Just to see what happens.]
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...CH— CHILDE TARTAGLIAAAA?!
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The group is right to assume that this version of the other school doesn't play by the same rules as the one they've seen up until now, no more than the void seen in January had. But then, did they ever really know them? Reality is fluid, constantly changing just by being perceived and thought of. People can create entire worlds just by imagining them.
In this world, bleeding on the floor has a different effect than any of the three versions of the school they've lived in until now. Similar, yet different, as an inky black pool appears under Childe. It's solid enough to stand on, and those shadows grab and pull at him, trying to drag him down with a surprising amount of force. Vague shadows at first, but upon closer review, they appear to be hands - or at least something that vaguely resembles them, like something trying to mimic shapes and not quite managing it.
He'd better hope they don't succeed at knocking them off balance, otherwise his entire body will be grabbed and pulled down. Needless to say one is unlikely to survive being pulled through the floor. Unfortunately the cold, numbing sensation probably won't help, nor will the weakness that the shadows touch brings on. ]
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Except Noah kinda does, so he's going to — instead of being normal and trying to yank Childe out — try and cut the hands with his shadow magic to get them to go away. Does it work?? He would like it to work thx]
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childe and noah are team stabby lets goooo]
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It slinks back down to a puddle, but after a moment something starts to slowly pull itself out from it; or rather, it begins to form itself into some shape. It's difficult to say exactly what it is with such a small portion of it visible, but it might be best not to stick around to find out.
In the distance a black cat, or perhaps just a shadow of one, slips into the art club room. ]
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That settles that then, I suppose! Not entirely what I thought would happen, but it’s nice to put that note of curiosity to bed.
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ignore how i died at the end of this gif i took this for Doppelganger Sibling purposes originally
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roll: 16 / 12
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covid vax is kicking my ass rn so I hope this makes sense
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roll: 7
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so sorry for the delay!!
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