[DAY 1-] TDM/OVERFLOW
Error in final launch sequence:
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Launching Demon Summoning Program. . .
Failed to execute MI command:
target remote localhost: 01633
Error message from debugger back end:
Cannot access memory at address 𝟹͚̽𝚡̰̍̂𝟸̠̯̘ͭͧ𝚌̭͉̺͖ͥ𝟿̳̰̒̇ͅ𝟷̦ͣ̉͌̅𝚋͓͎̈̒̀𝟻ͭ̌͂𝟷ͩ̓𝟾̦
Failed to execute MI command:
target remote localhost: 01633
Error message from debugger back end:
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Launching Demon Summoning Program. . .
arrival
You open your eyes to the end of the world, but you do not see it.
Instead what rouses you is screaming and crying, blood and tears: all around you are signs of life. Inside the overturned train, people begin to awaken, sprawled on the ground as if thrown violently from their seats, broken bones and bleeding wounds struggling to rise from the carpet of shattered glass from the windows at their feet. Emerging from the wreck, characters will find themselves at the edge of a dense forest, a towering stone wall at their backs. Bright eyes peer out from the shadows of the foliage, more and more blinking into view like stars in a darkening sky, but despite being drawn to the scent of blood that hangs heavy in the air, nothing steps out of the forest. Not yet.
None of the passengers can recall what happened, what they were doing on a train, where it was going- there's more they can't remember, but overshadowing the gaps of memory are things they have gained in return. A familiar item that is not theirs. A gemstone that feels lighter than it appears, as if hollow inside. And a device that wraps around their wrist (or rests on their head, or hangs around their neck, or however it presents itself to each character) that starts up on its own the moment the character turns their attention to it, as if waiting. Each character's COMP has a "navigator" selected at default, either:
"A☆L☆A" in bright neon orange, or "K5" in cool slate blue, although the presiding navigator can be freely switched between them.
Heya, boss! My name's Ala, your new navi!
You wanna know something really funny? Go ahead and touch the map on the corner of the screen to enlarge it. See all those little red dots? Those are demons out to kill you. Haha! You're surrounded!
You wanna know something really funny? Go ahead and touch the map on the corner of the screen to enlarge it. See all those little red dots? Those are demons out to kill you. Haha! You're surrounded!
Heya, boss! You can call me Keigo, your navigational AI.
If you touch the map on the corner of the screen, you can enlarge it and see the positions of all your allies. Looks like some of you are already heading out: see those little blue— oh. That one just disappeared. ... Try to stick together.
If you touch the map on the corner of the screen, you can enlarge it and see the positions of all your allies. Looks like some of you are already heading out: see those little blue— oh. That one just disappeared. ... Try to stick together.
Along with providing a map with enemy/ally positions, the navigators will walk characters through the demon interaction, recruitment, and summoning processes, with advice varying between the two navigators:
Just beat 'em up and force 'em to join! They can't say no if they're dead!
Nobody is immune to bribery, not even demons. What do you even have, though...? No matter what, don't let them get that life stone.
More demons incoming! Ooh, you're screwed. You'd better run! Don't worry, I won't tell.
Let's hide here. We'll wait here until that demon passes, then move!
Look, a body! Are they still alive? Wonder what's in their pockets...?
It's already too late to help. But better them being demon food than you.
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Or, you could stay. There is nothing forcing anybody to leave the relative safety of the train. Those who stay behind will find the conductor's cabin empty, save for a small black cat perched on the headrest of the driver's seat that peers out with bright golden eyes at those who enter. Otherwise, there are no signs of a fight or struggle inside the cabin. Elsewhere, there is unclaimed luggage in the overhead compartments with an abundance of clothing and blankets, although characters will not find any of their own clothing except what they're already wearing. The dining cart is still stocked with enough food and beverage to last each passenger at least two days— maybe longer, if people keep leaving/dying... But at the same time, maybe shorter, considering the pervasive hunger that gnaws at the pits of everybody's stomachs, an emptiness that yearns to be filled by something... more.
As minutes stretch into hours, it becomes painfully clear that nobody is coming to help. Everybody only has each other, this town, its inhabitants.
The forest is dark and unforgiving, near impossible to navigate even with a map. Strange creatures jump out from the shadows, eyes bright, mouths salivating, hungry. Strong hands claw through the dirt underfoot to grab at people's feet, pulling themselves up, mouths wide open, hungry. Sharp talons swoop down from the skies above, snatching characters up into the air, crushing skulls and snapping spines. Hungry. The demons here seem delighted to see such a feast wandering right into their home; those who are stopped for attempted conversation express surprise that characters are able to see them, but ultimately the hunger wins, and hunger does not listen to reason.
Casualties are inevitable. Blood mist permeates the air, and follows even as characters break out of the forest and across town, all the way to the fraying end of the world. Out in the open, however, the sun rays beat down bright and harsh, and those hungry eyes shy away from the sunlight to remain in the shadows, inside husks of buildings and thickets of overgrown fields. Characters will be able to find refuge in the greenhouse and the church, and some of the standing houses are truly vacant (as opposed to "surprise! there's actually a demon inside!" vacant); the only eyes that follow you are those of photographs hung crooked on the walls, of familiar strangers and forgotten friends. Look, there's a picture of you too.
Other locations require more caution to explore:
The sound of crying can be heard from the upper stories of the school building, thin wails echoing up and down the deserted halls, and human-like shadows peer out from the broken, unboarded windows, as if watching. A barricade inside the front doors makes it difficult to enter from the main entrance, and with most of the windows boarded up, the hallways inside remain dark even during the day. The smell of rot is prominent, heavy and cloying, especially in the auditorium-become-mausoleum that is littered with crushed bones, thin and brittle, every last scrap of flesh already nibbled away. A flock of demons crowd around outside principal's office, where a blizzard blows through the entire hallway, rendering visibility near zero and temperatures below that.
The hospital is also deathly cold, breath visible in puffs of mist that sometimes form into screaming faces, and when all is still and quiet, you look up and see yourself. Shadows form into mirror images of the characters who enter the hospital, silently approaching others and attacking once the person's guard is down. If a demon borrowing your face isn't bad enough, Phantoms go a step further and take the form of people who are close to your character: friends, family, foes. Exploring the hospital may or may not be worth the potential backstabbing, considering the fact that the supplies found are maybe not the most sterile, half the equipment is rusted or corroded, and a lot of the medicine is unlabeled tablets and capsules inside unlabeled bottles (essentially, take at your own risk). Moreover, hordes of all sorts of demon ghosts will bar characters' way down to the basement, gathering in massive numbers anytime somebody tries to descend. Electricity bounces around the top of the stairway down, while bright flames lick the bottom of the stairs; particularly unlucky characters may be hit with a confusion spell, liable to throw themselves headfirst down the stairs to be consumed by the waiting demons below.
Hauntingly beautiful music can be heard from within the concert hall, and listening to their song puts you fast asleep— possibly in the middle of the street if you're not careful— while those who manage to make it past the front doors are immediately frozen in a hunk of ice or electrocuted to a crisp before being kicked to the curb. The concert hall appears to be actively guarded, and it's clear that strangers are Not Welcome. Even the other demons keep clear of this building, drawn to the music but lingering far enough to not be overwhelmed. Characters may have an easier time of initiating conversations with demons from around town or inside the houses nearby the concert hall.
The crackle of electricity can be heard from inside the power plant's upper stories despite the blackout, and the entire building shakes from time to time, as if caught in a thunderstorm, or an earthquake. A slow drip... drip... drip... can be heard throughout the building, of amorphous demons clinging to the walls like mold and leaving puddles of caustic acid Everywhere. Anybody who enters the power plant's front entrance is met with a massive agglomerate of black Ooze that has expanded to fill the entire first floor from wall to wall, floor to ceiling, preventing anybody from going upstairs while it remains. Arms and legs poke out of the demon's body in places, desperately clawing and kicking, weaker, weaker. done.
Day 1
The night drags on.
The moon, full and bright, illuminates the world below as demons rise in indulgence of the hunt. All those who are not securely tucked away become prey, whose blood runs freely down the streets, whose screams fill the air in symphony, whose lives are snuffed out one by one as the night grows darker- but not quieter, no. Towards the far west, wind picks up in a deafening howl that tears through the forest violently enough to uproot trees, followed by a thunderous explosion atop the wall that sends large chunks of rock crashing down on parts of the immobile train, creating shockwaves felt all the way into town. Dark clouds gather overhead, smothering the moon and unleashing a downpour that continues unrelentingly until dawn, when the paltry sunlight behind the clouds is only enough to see that the rain that falls is in fact blood, thick and warm, coating the rooftops and the streets. Rivulets trickle towards the east, where they spill over the edges of the world and into the cavernous abyss of a mouth below.
Day 1 -
Those who sleep will dream.
They dream of being flat on their back, lying on hard metal, a warm breeze caressing their cheek, the faint scent of cherry blossom in the air. They dream of their bodies feeling like lead, heavy and unable to move, hardly able to breathe— and all the while in complete darkness. Whether they give in to exhaustion or struggle valiantly against it, they will eventually open their eyes to a different scene: of somebody's home before here, you and that person reliving the very last memory they had before waking up in the train just yesterday. It's a memory that culminates in darkness. Give in. Struggle. Open your eyes again and again and again, and eventually you will wake up to what you wish were just another bad dream: the unfortunate plane of existence we call reality.
It may not be a good morning, but it's morning. If characters glance at their COMP, they will see a bright number 7 on the screen that disappears as their chosen AI chimes in with a good morning greeting ("Whoa! Congrats on surviving the night, boss!" or "Yikes, you look like shit. Did you get any rest at all?"). Pulling up the map function shows fewer blue ally dots as expected, but perhaps unexpectedly, much fewer red enemy dots as well: there are very few demons to be seen, and those that are, show little interest in hunting unless they are attacked first. The forest is still and quiet, red Mandrake leaves littering the floor in abundance but the demons remain rooted underground, the Hares of Inaba huddled snug within their dens, bird demons taken roost underneath the canopy to keep out of the blood rain. The concert hall is silent today, guards at the door watchful and ready to snipe intruders. Inside the powerplant, the giant Ooze spreads lazily across the first floor, filling the space wall to wall, acid seeping underneath the front doors and burning its way outside. Indoors, outdoors, demons keep to themselves, seemingly sated.
It's almost peaceful. If you didn't know better.
The drizzle of blood tapers off over the course of Day 1, replaced by normal rain once night hits. The water that falls is clear, though bitter and metallic tasting, and the stormy weather continues for several days more. The temperature outside dips, even during the daytime, and the hunger that continues to persist (unless you're BB, who ate a Pixie, maybe) is made worse by the appearance of a hot dog stand that has been set up in front of the school building.
Its existence in this place is wholly suspicious, entirely nonsensical, manifested as if out of a yandere devil summoner fever dream— and yet the mystery meat smells divine, and you are so so hungry.
"Hee-ho! Get your hot dogs here-ho! What? What kind of mee-hee-t is in it, ho? Don't worry about it, ho!"
Can anybody resist that cute face? never mind the sales pitch. Jack Frost will operate on a barter system, though it really only seems interested in people's gemstones, or if they're willing to slaughter and bring it a Katakirauwa in exchange for a cold but still delicious hotdog dressed up in any variety of condiment. For those who muster the courage to go demon hunting to earn their meal, they will find that a single hotdog will stave off hunger for up to three days. For those who gave up their gemstone instead, K5 will be screaming at them not to do that, but also, please tell me. Maybe they'll rethink the offer, noticing that the gemstones they'd found on their person now feel slightly warm to the touch- growing warmer when in proximity to another person's gemstones, their colors more vibrant, stones faintly glowing as if with internal light.
Generous as Jack Frost is with providing dubious sustenance, it's a different story when it comes to the vending machine beside its stall. Inside are various drinks guaranteed to be cold, and include bottled water, coffee, teas, juices, blood and tears and many other questionable unlabeled liquids among its touted 100!!! varieties of beverage ("""beverage"""). Two problems: 1) there is no selection button, so you do not get to choose your drink; and 2) the machine will only take macca. Where to get macca? Figure that out yourself and earn your drink gacha.
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When posting new toplevels, please specify the IC day(s). For new players, this would be day 3 or 4 as of now.
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Starting night 1 and continuing for several nights after, characters' dreams may feature the circumstances around other characters' canonpoints. These may take the form of being a bystander, or from the point of view of the character, whichever would be more fun/interesting to play, and may be interactive (dream investigation...!) or purely observational.
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For current players, the questions/investigations toplevel below can be used for new investigations past day 1.
questions/investigations
Solo investigations are allowed, but please make sure to disseminate the information learned! There is no upper limit for investigations, but preferably each character will only be on 1-2 ongoing investigations at a time. Once an investigation has concluded, you're always free to submit for another!
To further investigate a location, please use the following form:
Character(s):
Location:
IC Day: also specify time of day if needed, otherwise the default is daytime
Action: what specifically are they looking for/doing
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Location: Greenhouse
IC Day: Day 2 Night
Action: We're poking at that plant from my accepted app message! Guess if anything happens because of that, it'll be in that thread instead of in an investigation.
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Not long after they touch the flower, each of their COMPs glow with a faint blue light, not bright or urgent enough to interrupt what they're doing but just a "hey, um," from k5 who displays their demon status (or just Merlin's if Kaito is still "uh, no" about demon contracts) on the COMP screen: the demons are all asleep. They'll wake up on their own eventually, or if they're summoned and smacked around a little, but for now they're nice and cozy and zzzz
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Location: Greenhouse
IC Day: Day 3
Action: Dimitri suggested she try this, so she's going to leave a note by the sealed door to attempt to reach out to whoever has been passing through there. It reads:
We would like to find a way to get past the sealed doors in this town. Do you know how?
Please don't be alarmed if we enter your space. I promise, we mean no harm.
She will leave a pen with the note in case someone finds it and decides to write a reply, and she'll check back later to see if the note has been moved or responded to.
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greenhouse investigation!
Location: Greenhouse
IC Day: Day 4
Action: Kate is bringing a group of six people (Kate, Alice, Minato, Kaito, Charles, Calia) to all try holding their gemstones up to the sealed door in the greenhouse. Dimitri is there to watch them and intervene if there's danger.
What happens?
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investigation: the weird wall
Location: Top of the train and wall
IC Day: 3
Action: Nao has noticed that there are pieces of wall on the top of the train and blackness where the wall coloring used to be! What's up with that? Is there anything that her spiritual sense might pick up as she focuses on it while chatting with Caster via COMP?
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[ The cat flicks its ear at Akira, whether in response to his question or simply his voice. This one is definitely not the cat Akira is looking for- it's quiet, calm, it stares up at him as if it owns the place rather than as a lost pet caught in some horrific train crash like the rest of them.
There is no Morgana here.
There is no Morgana towards the back of the train either, evident by the way Minato— balanced precariously on the train's slanted roof and walking his way towards the front— waves to Akira to catch his attention whenever he steps out of the train, but shakes his head once he does.
Any luck on Akira's end? Minato would ask, but it's easier to just look at Akira's face, rather than raise his voice to shout the question. ]
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[ Minato nods, tucking the flattened radio underneath one arm, hand in his pants pockets to hold it there tight.
Upstairs- if they manage not to twist their ankles on or fall through the broken steps- seems to consist of bedrooms and a bathroom. Children's rooms, by the look of the toys scattered about, the large teddy bear that's been gutted of cotton and replaced with ashes and melted plastic, as if a Kaso had tried to curl up inside of it and forgot it was flammable.
Minato picks this up and gives it a hug, but it doesn't seem to be the sort with a hidden voicebox that plays music when squeezed. ]
...Too bad.
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day 0
[ Surely riding the bull demon will contribute to finding a way out and not lead to Dimitri trying to fit himself inside the wall in the near future.
Either way, it's worth it, and Minato nods his agreement. Even the stupidest ideas— especially the stupidest ideas— are worth a try, as long as it doesn't get anybody killed. (will the stonka kill them?) (likely) ]
Yeah. I guess tomorrow, since it's dark out now... If we had city lights, we'd be able to walk outside with no problem.
[ As if the darkness is the problem, not the demons. ]
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day 1
[ Minato also glances back, but unlike with Merlin, the void holds his gaze. ]
How do you measure that by weight?
[ Darkness, curses, malice. Those are things that weigh on a person, things that can crush you, hold you down and drown you in it, but 640 million tons... He can't even imagine that. How much does the Earth weigh? He doesn't know, he has nothing to compare it to.
But he looks at the void here, tears his gaze away and sees what's all remaining of the town and its surroundings, and is thankful this is a lesser calamity, all things considered. At least there's still something left, for now. ]
quietly marks for LB6 spoilers
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day 0
[ He's not... actively... dying. And while he slows considerably as time drags on, he doesn't stop- can't stop, while they're still in the forest surrounded by demons more than just the one they've barely managed to escape from.
They won't run into any other ones, though, as long as he's careful. The screen on his music player glows orange, red dots on the COMP's on-screen map letting him know where not to go, and when there's an opening he should sprint for. ]
Doing okay back there...?
[ She's so quiet... She didn't fall asleep, did she? Wish that were him. ]
day 0
[ Oh, thank god Tsubaki has the social skills to carry a conversation, she can take the lead on this one. The demon settles down on a nearby tree, close enough to be heard but still high enough that it looks down its beak at the two of them— stares at Minato for a moment, then shifts its entire body over to address only Tsubaki:
"You may have a moment. Speak, and we shall see if you may have any longer."
Mmmmmm... Minato readjusts his grip on the cane, but doesn't move or speak up otherwise. This demon doesn't look too friendly, but it seems pragmatic. At the very least, it's willing to listen, rather than bite their heads off from the get-go, as long as it doesn't deem them a waste of time. ]
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[ WELL. he wasn't going to, but, ]
I can, I guess. Can't promise they'd look good, though.
[ or identifiable. he'd be creating a whole new race of demons trying to draw what he knows ]
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No. Not sure where to find scrap metal either... Think the Ooze would dissolve aluminum foil?
[ that's the closest thing he can think of. they can wrap Nao up like a mummy and she is just going to have to be very very very very very careful not to tear it ]
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Day 0
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Death the Kid | Soul Eater | Day 3 (TDM)
[Pain in the center of his chest, an attack directly on his soul by someone who more than outclassed even him, and then... it gets fuzzy, a haze of power no longer held in check, exuberant shouts in his ears about synchronization rate and noise levels far better than anything they'd achieved before, and then pushing past his limits so far that he thinks he felt something break, thinks he heard someone screaming.
Then nothing.
It takes a while for the nothing to figure out how to be something again, and it takes a while for Death the Kid to sit up, one hand to his head to stave off a pounding headache, exhaustion dragging him down. But the fact that he's alive at all must mean that they won.
Except.
He opens his eyes and doesn't see rubble, doesn't see his teammates, doesn't see his partners and that gets him up on his feet in a panicked instant.]
Liz! Patti! [Everyone else? Everything else? Completely irrelevant to the boy who is stumbling his way through the train, tripping over or bumping into strangers, desperately searching for--]
Liz! Patti!
Exploration (Town)
[It took longer than it should have to get through the forest. It should have taken minutes, at most. But his skateboard doesn't come to hand when he calls for it, and his exhaustion just steadily gets worse instead of better, and his chest aches where he was stabbed before he woke up on that train and his soul perception isn't working right and-- and--]
[Eventually, he stumbles out of the forest, a small teenager in a black and white suit (torn in a few places, there's a little bit too much blood staining the white detailing), with an expression that's appropriately close to absolute panic.
Though that panic fades surprisingly quickly, as soon as golden eyes lock on to a stranger.]
You! [He says, and points just for good measure. He's gone from the type of freaking out that involves hyperventilating while walking through a dark forest to the type of freaking out that involves immediately bossing around the first person he sees.] Explain what's going on immediately!
Night (Dreams)
[It isn't a nice dream.
The sky is a burnt, dead red, seen through gaps in the ragged glow of energy that surrounds the battlefield. The wreckage of a building, or a city, shattered wood and metal scattered and tossed in a cataclysm. The cataclysm himself stands in front of you, a hulking, grey-skinned giant, wrapped in writhing strips of leather.
The air thrums with pressure, spiritual energy that presses down on you like a physical weight. The edges of your vision blur and twist.
Do you run? Or do you stay and fight a god?]
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I'm happy to explain everything that I can. [Someone new, somehow. They keep coming in...
[He straightens where he stands.] Don't worry. I won't let you get hurt.
Follow me. Let's go somewhere we can talk safely.
[He nods over his shoulder in the direction of a nearby church. He'll begin walking if it does, indeed, look like his new companion will follow.]
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Sure, sure.
[ He stops where he is, one hand carrying his staff, the other resting on his hip. ]
First off, what do you know? Then I can fill in the gaps.
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rip in peace
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GIRL BE WILDIN'
[ That relieved, excited exclamation is all the warning there is to be had. There are no audible footsteps, no rush of air foretelling the arrival of somebody so close as to be in his personal space. As she's passing, she reaches out with unnatural speed to firmly grasp his hand in passing and away she aims to go at a run with him in tow.
Her black braid whips in the air behind her. Before them, the hospital. ]
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Exploration (town)
[...okay, sure, why not? It's not like Kaito has anything better to do. He can afford to explain stuff!]
Where do I even start? What did you see when you woke up?
[If he's not mistaken, the train is kaput, or so he thinks he heard. Maybe this kid left the train days ago and has been wandering around in the forest until now. That'd be really impressive, really!]
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Night 2
The moonlight filters through the glass roof of the greenhouse. There, in its rays, there's a plant with large white flowers. It's quite unusual, really -- Kaito has been in this place many times and this sure wasn't there before, that he's sure of. Anomalies like this one must be checked thoroughly!
Anyone who, for one reason or another, might be here too gets waved to come closer]
Hey, call me crazy or whatever but this wasn't here earlier, right?
[Was it? Who knows, who knows]
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Merlin walks over when he's gestured to, the suggestion of something new sprouting more than a mere curiosity. ]
...No, it wasn't. You don't happen to recognize it, do you?
[ Maybe they need to check the reference books and/or the photos of the pages he took the other day. ]
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