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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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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.)
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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The smile on her face can't be contained. ]
Mm! Just what I was hoping for.
[ Whether it was some kind of void monster or wolf, it finally felt like something fun was about to go down. Something was down here, something ferocious that had already torn into prey a while ago. The claw marks in the wall, along with the shed blood around the area only intrigued her more. Oh, hopefully it's not weak enough to go down to those two...
For the moment, her focus would have to be on the switch. She skips right over to the wall, tracing her fingertips along some of the gash marks, before reaching said switch... ]
Nobody blink!
[ And she flips it. What've we got? ]
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The lights flicker and come to life, illuminating the hall to reveal its contents in full. It appears to be a common area as much as an entrance, the grand spiral staircase sits in the middle, and tucked beneath itThere are a few small tables here and there, along with a handful of chairs and couches littered about. The volume makes it somewhat odd that they couldn't be seen before, but perhaps that's because the shadows here seem to absorb the majority of the light cast upon it.
It will also reveal the source of the rumbling growl, a low and throaty sound emitted by a creature that might pass as having been human once, were its body not so deformed. The creature is large, far larger than a human would be, with a massive torso and long arms that hang by its size. It lacks a head, but it compensates for this deficiency with the large, vertical slit on its chest - a mouth that opens and closes to reveal dozes of sets of razor sharp teeth instead. Despite its lack of features, it seems well aware enough of its surrounding - at least, if the ear splitting shriek that follows the light hitting it is any indication, or the way that it lumbers toward the closest person.
Good luck. ]
hiyori: 14, monster: 8 he is not... MIDORIS PROBLEM...
hm, it surely did not disappear with everything else.
it reminds him of an obstructor, but they normally have a gimmick that makes them easy to work with. this one however seems to act off its own volition from the various blood marks mix with layers of claw-like scratches in rock.
he clicks off the light again, and switches it back on.
sometimes third time is the charm! there's no place like home, there's no place like home, there's no place like— ]
Home, it must live here.
[ in the darkness until the lights flooded the area, and now they're presented with a hulking mass of meat. a disgusting individual which wouldn't be too bad for a meat source if they brought it back home, it's not human, so it's ethically correct and no one could call it unorthodox.
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immediately, ]
This is what you two wanted so have fun, [ he means it at the bottom of his heart, laughing after because there's no need to worry when you have two battle ready individuals. ] you have twenty minutes to handle the problem through any means possible.
[ orders are orders, and despite it barreling towards someone— ]
Ranger come with me, let's scout the area.
[ going to pray it doesn't bowling ball into ranger and hits dito by accident or something. ]
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Everything else in this place seems to have some explanation or another for it, but what in the lord could be responsible for that, and who would just drop it in a place like this and call it a day? Actually, there's an easy answer to that one - somebody who wanted to keep it away from everyone else. If that's the case, then it seems possible that where there's one there's two and three.
At least Dito had his wish granted.
Ranger blinks a few times and offers another shrug before he retreats from the scene over to his coworker's side. There doesn't seem to be much need to involve himself at present. ]
Sure, sure... Let's see what else there is.
[ He'll let Midori pick a direction. Choose wisely. ]
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it's so goddamn ugly, and dito's going to have a lot more fun with it than he would a dog he's quickly realizing as he feels his heart skip a beat.
what he's not okay with is the lights flicking off and on all of a sudden, and dito's eyes break from the creature as he turns his head around to see who is doing it.
of course it's midori. ]
Hey, I kind of need to see the damn thing—
[ he doesn't even really get to finish bitching properly, because midori's gone and irritated it into moving more toward them. dito and his attention whip back around to the creature in question, and he takes a step back away from it almost as if he's sizing it up now that it's closer. if he has its attention, he's going to grip his spear with both hands now, pointing it at the thing in an attempt to dissuade it from getting any closer. can it even see? he thinks it's a bit annoying it doesn't have a head. he wanted to impale it there first.
he's not really paying attention to midori's time limit here, but he does want to get to the fun part, so he's going to go ahead and rush it, attempting to drive his spear dead center into the stump of where a head's supposed to be. it's got organs down there still, right? dito hopes so. ]
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[ Bonnie honestly thought it was more of the monster messing with the lights, but of course it was Midori. You're lucky she's fond of you, because boy was that both annoying and terrible on the eyes!
Speaking of, the creature looks like it's advancing... unfortunately, not towards her. Any movement she had made towards her cloak stopped, and instead she changed it to a fist pump! ]
Go, go Dito! You can do it!
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If you could, checking the furniture nearby may have some hidden secrets (oooooor maybe the west passage!!!)!
If not, do push them behind the creature's legs when it's too focused on Dito, he is fond of prey laying on their backs! ☆
[ he would add that if it's needed that burning dito's neck until he crouches to avoid a swing if he's too greedy is fine, but that would probably cause more trouble than it's worth. as soon as ranger makes his way next to him, midori is putting away his pda back into his suit pocket.
assessing the situation, he keeps a cool head despite infuriating the monster. it'd be boring if it was too easy, so dito better thank him for that— this gets the blood pumping, so it should spray even more when he stabs his spear into it.
with his voice low, he points down the south corridor for them to check out first. his eyes migrate to ranger's to make sure he understands. ]
We'll go that way. [ with his colleague, midori will proceed walking forward as dito (and bonnie?) handle the threat in the center of the lower level. they'll be fine. ] I gave Miss Bonnie something to do, so she won't just be moral support.
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Off they go, not down a yellow brick road, but into another dark room that could have anything at all behind it! Maybe even another monster, but he doesn't think so. Dito seems to have gotten the monster that's always hidden in the shadows. It would just get boring if they were hiding in every single room. ]
Yep, sounds like they got a handle on it. Let's see, what's behind door number one here~
[ He'll push open the door once they reach it and grope around along the wall until he finds the switch. Hiyori has had his lightswitch privileges revoked. ]
chestmouth monster
If he didn't have its full attention before, he does now. ]
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great, great. perfect, actually. dito wants to split those ugly fucking arms open and see how much they bleed, honestly.
his pupils dilate as he suddenly attempts to shove his boot straight against the creature's disgusting excuse of where a face is supposed to be. right where his spear's impaled, obviously wanting to pull his weapon out.
even as he directly notices that the thing is fighting back, and yes — he's using any momentum from his foot to push off the creature, jerking himself and his weapon away from it. it's not a perfect avoid per se (especially given the extra seconds it takes for him to yank his spear out), but dito's realizing he doesn't have the luxury of messing around here as he backs off for a second, trying to gauge this thing's attack level. ]
Fucking hell—
[ he's bitching. of course he's bitching. that's what he's good at. but he's still kind of excited here, so there's that. he's actually smiling while he's bitching this time.
at least it bleeds. dito wants more of that blood, he thinks, as he rotates his spear in his hands. ]
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon...
[ he sounds unnecessarily enthusiastic about this right now. ]
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She's transfixed, but unfortunately, that's just going to make her feel sad!
Bonnie finally pulls out the PDA, getting a good glimpse at Midori's instructions. Checking some of the furniture out, hm? Well, if Dito has everything handled here, then that wouldn't be a terrible idea. If he doesn't, that just means she'd have to stay alert. ]
Okie! ♥ I'll give you a buzz if I find anything good, or if Dito gets his head chomped off. Whichever one's first!
[ With that show of faith stored away, it's time to get a glimpse of some of these couches... or at least, at what could be under them. It wouldn't take much for her to move any of them after all, even if she may scratch up the floor beneath it. Time to check for secrets! ]
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From watching its movements thus far, Dito might be able to garner that it's powerful, sturdy, and has a high pain tolerance; however, these features all seem to be intended to compensate for the fact that its massive and disproportional physique make it slow and clumsy when compared to a seasoned fighter. It has spatial awareness despite its lack of eyes and ears, but it seems to act almost purely on instinct, swinging its arms out and snapping jaws that have far too many sets of razor sharp teeth.
But it's at least smart enough to know how to use the materials around it, as rather than immediately approach, it'll grab a nearby sofa with its massive hand to fling it at Dito.
There is nothing beneath the sofas, nor is there an obvious passageway. However, a section of the wall hidden behind one of them does seem to be a bit different than the rest . There's a slight different in coloration, and if she were to tap along the area she would find it to be hollow, and from there she can probably guess that there's something hidden behind it. ]
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[ Nothing underneath. So, they're not going down any further it seems! It would've made for a good trap for the creature if they needed it, but Dito's got it, right? He'll dodge that sofa. Probably.
Bonnie won't know unless he yells loudly, since she's now focused on that wall. It was a little too obvious that the section was different, and it doesn't take her long to go right up to it. A secret passageway'd be fun enough for her, and while it probably wasn't a good idea to split up even further... oh well!
She gives the wall a bit of a knock, searching for a sweet spot... and provided she can't find a latch or something to get the wall to open, she's not going to have to resort to straight up kicking down the wall. ]
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flipped a coin...............
Mmm, she really should stick around to see how this ends. Yet again, he's no use to anybody dead.
On the other hand. ]
Hey! I'll be back, try not to die, okay? ♪
[ Efficiency indeed. Midori did ask her to search for hidden secrets, and this is as hidden and secret as it gets! So, it's time to check behind the wall. ]
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roll: 1... the way bonnie carrying the team fr
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[ dito mutters, especially as the blood spurts around and its chest stretches like a goddamn wound. it kind of interests dito honestly, the way it moves to viscerally without any real discernment.
oh, dito wants to cut into it so much more.
he's got a high pain tolerance, too.
there's a toothy, wide-mouthed grin from dito at this point as he backs off, pulling his spear out as he considers where to stab it next.
— he's not expecting the sofa, though. ]
Shit.
[ dito mutters as he attempts a dodge, ducking to the side and out of the way of the sofa but still really, really focused on the monster at hand.
a little too much, maybe, because he doesn't care what bonnie's doing at this point (even though he gives her a pointed glance, because really?), and he's going to fucking do that 20 minutes challenge. he can kill it, he thinks. he doesn't know what his motivation is here though, aside from simply being peeved by all the others right now.
yeah, that'll do it.
and the fact that he's not liking this thing. ]
Hey, ugly—
[ he's so set on that. and he's shallow.
he rolls his shoulder, positioning his spear forward again. ]
Come at me for real.
[ he's going to stand there a second to gauge its position, far more interested in its own movements than its furniture. midori's gone ranger's gone bonnie's gone...it's fine!!!!!! ]
roll: 11
It's mouth opens and closes causing teeth to clack together, massive chest rising and falling as though it were breathing. It's not very intelligent, but it has just enough of a mind to recognize that a person should not be able to stab it, nor to dodge a sofa. It crashes into the staircase behind him, the resulting bang mixing with the sound of wood cracking and splintering, the cushions falling to the ground behind it.
It pays no mind to its gaping wound as it rushes forward, quick relative to its size but far slower than a person such as Dito, swinging one massive arm out, long fingers reaching in what appears to be an effort to get a hold on some part of him, or at least to slam into him hard enough to throw him off balance (or clear across the room.) ]
roll: 1 i am in shambles
y'know, to avoid getting injured too bad. possibly killed. that wouldn't be good. he thinks he's handled worse, but he usually isn't by himself... it's not like he can summon a damn angel in here, either.
so he attempts to circle a bit, not moving closer or further and still keeping that grip tight on his spear aimed at the creature. when it rushes, he thinks that the fingers are pretty gross; he definitely wants to avoid those.
he can stab through the arm, but he doesn't really want to be knocked off his feet if the arm keeps going regardless. he decides he should move in closer to the creature where the arm will miss but he can still impale it at the base of its arm, near wherever it's head is supposed to fucking be.
that's when he rushes forward—
—only to feel something off-level beneath his heel, eyes widening in surprise.
he trips on his own pda he'd kicked aside earlier, falling right on his back and elbows hitting the floor in his last ditch effort to keep his head from hitting the floor. at the cost of losing the grip on his spear. he can hear it clanging against the floor nearby. ]
Fuck.
[ he practically hisses the curse out, already moving to get his ass up as his heart rate rapidly picks up. ]
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roll: 17
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Re: roll: 19........i'm sick
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roll: 11
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a 13 has arrived
roll: 6....... bonnie the clock tower's achilles' heel
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roll: 14
roll: 17 get into it yuh
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perception: 18
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south room
There is a large grandfather clock in the back. The clock is not ticking. The remainder of the area is decorated with a variety of bisque dolls in different outfits ranging from simple school uniforms to elegant dresses. On each side is a life-sized doll sitting in an expensive looking chair. It all looks fairly luxurious, too much so to sync up with the setting presented within the school. ]
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[ he mumbles gently as they enter the room, it piques his curiosity, but he keeps his guard up due to the monster they've already met. wouldn't it be funny if some floating head monster with eyes suddenly appeared because the creature lacked just that? it wouldn't be humorous to midori nor ranger, rather it would just annoy the shit out of them both being in the way. luckily for them, the room appears to be straightforward with the eyes for decorations and puppets, giving them so much to inspect. they could check the eyes, or look at the dangling puppets to see if there's anything interesting about them or the life-sized dolls that sit like king and queen. ]
This room seems pretty forgiving.
[ they just have to mind their step and what they touch, don't they? for the grandfather clock, he pulls out the set of keys before looking down at them, and then up at the face of it as the hands play as whiskers, unless it doesn't have any. ]
Alright, there's a theme here if we start with the clock! Interested?
[ he's running the idea by ranger just so they're on the same page, there's nothing wrong with that. ]
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Yeah, well, it's gotta compensate for the creepy factor somehow. Who do you think decided to start a doll collection and lock 'em all up?
[ Not that it matters. It seems unlikely that anyone did, really, as this entire place seems far too off for that to be the case. It's like an amalgamation of different themes and ideas, none of which fit together as nicely as he'd like. Still, it does seem straightforward enough. ]
Sure, sure... Let's fix father time. Maybe it's practice for fixing the big guy.
[ Since the clock tower itself has come to a sudden halt. ]
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[ the souls as they know it would return to the wisteria and be reborn after a few months still applies doesn't it? what about those who have only appeared once, never to return? that would mean they still rest within the tree even now. what about before the tree came into existence when it was but a sprout, what housed souls then...? midori could think of millions upon millions of theories, but they won't know unless they check what's in the room. at least there's no danger, and he's confident enough to cross the distance between father time with ranger alongside him.
once they meet face to face, he notes the whiskers, he appears pleased that something is wrong, it would have been tedious if it was perfectly working. ]
A winding key could set this back in motion! Disassembling doesn't sound too out of the ordinary, if we remove the hood first, we can see the mechanism of how it ticks!
[ with that said, he's already lifting up one hand to grab at the hood, wiggling it from left to right to see if it'll even want to come off. most grandfather clocks around this area feels sticky as if it doesn't want to come off, but it takes a bit of hand movement to be successful. ]
roll: 5
This happens five times before reaching the end. Nothing has happened so far, aside from the creeping feeling of being watched intensifying to the point of being suffocating, but there's only one way to find out what happens at six or more.
It's a beautiful mahogany clock, one which comes complete with a moon phase dial, and the hood will come open with a little wiggling. A closer inspection will reveal that there are three holes that a winding key might be stuck in. Looking down, it does seem that it hasn't been wound in some time, as all three weights have sunk to the bottom. Unfortunately, none of the keys they collected before are a winding key, so they'll have to figure something else out. ]
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