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Entry tags:
- !event,
- attack on titan: armin arlert,
- danganronpa v3: kaito momota,
- day 1: general,
- fatal frame iv: ruka minazuki,
- fate/: bb,
- fate/: charlemagne,
- fate/: merlin,
- fe3h: dimitri alexandre blaiddyd,
- ffxiv: tsubaki aoganei,
- metallic rouge: alice & ace machias,
- original: calia,
- original: nao mizushita,
- persona 3: minato arisato,
- persona 3: shinjiro aragaki,
- shadows house: kate,
- slay the princess: the princess
[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.
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.
[ Locked pending: SCHOOL investigation ]
[ Locked pending: GREENHOUSE investigation ]
[ Locked pending: HOSPITAL investigation ]
[ Locked pending: CONCERT HALL investigation ]
[ Locked pending: POWERPLANT investigation ]
OOC
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Since I know a handful of you are still working on apps, this event log in general will be open to all players, but Investigations will be closed to current players only. See below for more information.
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On Day 1 only, wild demon encounters will be scarce and it will rain blood all day, after which the weather will transition into normal rain and demon encounters will also return to normal rates, less during the day and more frequent after dark.
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When characters fall asleep any time in the next several days (including victims of the concert hall lullaby that will begin again starting Day 2, as well as inadvertent naps for those of you who are like lmao yeah whatever, i don't need sleep, i'm fine), they will be able to see the circumstances around other characters' canonpoints. This dream 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.
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Players can advance time by posting new logs set on the current or next IC date— don't be afraid to advance time as needed! Plot beats will be adjusted accordingly, and there'll be ample warning if plot necessitates a deadline or specific event date for any reason. If you have any trigger warnings, please let me know here! Comments are screened, and warnings will be listed in the log format post for player awareness.
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As characters investigate different locations in the setting, more aspects of the game will be unlocked and will be updated in the post above. In summary, from the previous TDM event, characters have found doors sealed by barriers in the school, greenhouse, and hospital. The concert hall and powerplant are still both heavily guarded by demons that prevent thorough investigation until dealt with.
questions/investigations
Investigations must be initiated by a current character, but can include a prospective character that has not yet apped. 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:
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Location: WE'RE HEADING EAST BABY
Action: Intrigued by Dio (who had just been Just There in the church) wandering off into the BLOOD RAIN at the height of full moon, Mister M and Rosie decide to try and retrace the man's steps once it's safe outside. So, they're heading east, wherever east will take them.
Note that at the first sign of trouble they will just skeddadle. This is a scouting mission...
(Shun'ya will also bring a bucket of blood with him. As insurance.)
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Investigation | Morning Sometime
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DAY 2, 12PMish Probably | Investigation: Power Plant
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Investigation - Bicorn-Uhaul-Chariot Perimeter Sweep
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EARLY MORNING BROADCAST!
good morning ladies, gents and everything in between!!! o(*≧▽≦)ツ
what crazy weather we had last night huh?? and this morning!!! (＃°Д°) blood rain!!!!
anyway that's not important
i have an announcement to make! last night i didn't sleep a wink as i dedicated myself to patrolling the church to ensure its occupants safety. during that time i witnessed several individuals act very strangely while asleep... they stood up, as if in a trance, unresponsive to word or touch, and zombie-shuffled out into the night! щ(ʘ╻ʘ)щ
i wasn't able to stop them from their creepy sleepwalking, since i was attacked by demons the moment i poked my concerned snout out of the church... but the demons seemed ot leave them alone?? anyways, myself and Mister M retraced their steps once it was safe to do so this morning and found that they... simply walked into The Void (ˉ▽ˉ；)...
There's no explanation as to why they did this, or by what means they were 'chosen' to sleepwalk their way in there. So! It's a possibility that any one of us may suddenly spring to our feet while asleep and sprint into the Void, to never be seen again! Scary! (°ー°〃)
Maybe you should tie yourselves to something when you go to sleep tonight, just in case ㄟ( ▔, ▔ )ㄏ
anyway, that is all. hope everyone had a great sleep! ο(=•ω＜=)ρ⌒☆
p.s. btw there's hotdogs outside of the school
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p.s.s. make sure to use the buddy system and never go anywhere alone - or don't, and die horribly. BB doesn't care!
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Another Early Morning Broadcast
(￣Д￣)ﾉ I inquired with Keigo about the mysterious 7 that shown on our devices. He said it was from a scan, although he doesn’t know of what. He thought it would be of us, but I would like to hope there are more than seven of us left.
(｀_´)ゞ So, this is a roll call, of sorts.
(*｀へ´*) Please chime in and let us know you survived then night.
[ Please. He’s worried about you all. ]
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[ Oh, but to his main question... ]
This is Kate. I am safe.
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network (voice/text + video); morning
Good morning, and good day to all of you fine folk. I hope your slumbers were restful as they could be in this situation.
[ A vain hope, considering what's actually happening here, but it's the thought that counts. ]
I've finished compiling my current findings regarding this place, free for everyone's perusal. I'm sure you'd all prefer to start your day off reading or watching something more pleasant, but hey, beggars can't be choosers, can they? If anyone has anything else to add, be my guest! They say that knowledge is power, and sharing is caring, after all. Now, then...
[ Merlin breathes in, then out, subconsciously bringing a hand to his chest. The court sage begins his report to the king—the collective populace here his liege(s). ]
on the town;
[ The wizard switches to video ala A☆L☆A, holding his COMP for a top-down view after unfurling a local map he managed to snag and laying it out flat on a table for the COMP to capture, in that sweet, sweet high-res. He'll then go ahead and send a photo of the top-down view of said map and send it to everyone. ]
I believe this is a map of the town we are currently in, in its heyday. Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be a town name label, and I don't recognize any landmarks or location names, either. However, the eastern half appears to have been mostly residential, and situated near an "Achates River".
As for the void that has apparently engulfed said eastern area... Rosie and I strongly advise staying away from it. The darkness is like a pitfall of cursed dread and malice from which nothing returns.
...Like an abyss that will consume all it can—even the world, if it spreads that far.
[ Like a hole opened in the world itself. "What if it's just like Faerie Britain?", wonders man who is incapable of not thinking about Britain for 2 minutes. His eyes narrow momentarily, though the video feed doesn't capture it, COMP still hovering over the map as it is. Naturally, the mage follows up with a casual: ]
I'm going to perform daily checks on it.
on the greenhouse plants;
We're not done yet, people. Enough of the dreary stuff, though.
[ Next, he pans the COMP's camera over an already-opened set of book pages. The book is a life sciences and botany reference book, one of the 7 that Merlin managed to pilfer from the school's library the other day.
There are written-on paper slips near a decent amount of illustrations and photos, but not all. The visuals are those of various listed-as-edible plants, paper slips folded on the edges of the book's pages to serve as non-sticky labels that denote which plants are edible, to what degree they're edible, and which parts are edible. All run through the translator, of course...which could also be a concern in and of itself.
A muttered "Keigo, if you would?" later, the prepared photos that Merlin took earlier of the labeled reference book pages and pictures should be distributed to everyone's COMPs shortly. ]
It's not comprehensive, but this should hopefully save your stomachs from a bit more experimentation when it comes to the goods in the greenhouse.
[ His voice turns easygoing and joking. SHUN'YA. ]
I won't stop you if you prefer to test the edibility of foreign plants in a more hands-on way, though.
[ ARMIN. ]
If you don't trust the translation functionality on this thing, and want to disprove or confirm these writings yourself, by all means! I'll never say no to more data.
on the literature in the school library;
[ The camera pans to the stack of the other 6 books he managed to retrieve from the school library. Arts, sciences, mathematics, a fiction novel. ]
A pity that the other books I found haven't been as helpful. I couldn't find any history books at all, and the other books I found don't seem to have any historical context behind the teachings... The scant few pieces of context I could find [ Countries, names, locations, time periods. Things like "Isaac Newton" not being the one associated with the theory of gravity. ] weren't recognizable to me, and I couldn't find any writings on the demonic creatures lurking outside, either.
It's all very peculiar, wouldn't you say?
[ After all, a school is usually where the information that a society wants to preserve or pass down is, well, passed down. ]
There were a couple of fiction novels in the library too, but none that I recognized. Sorry to all the Sherlock Holmes fans out there. I couldn't find anything on your favorite consulting detective.
[ Believe him, he tried. Sorry, Chaldea's administrative advisor. ]
on church scripture;
[ Yet again, the camera pans from the stack of library books to...a religious scripture book that he and Dimitri found in this very church yesterday. Cracked open, pages worn, script visible. ]
The literature in the school's library isn't the only oddity here when it comes to the written word.
This church's followers seem to be polytheistic. The portions of the scripture that the device could translate seem to be typical religious writings, praising the gods for things such as prosperity and longevity...you know, all that good stuff. [ And then sometimes when you meet actual Divine Spirits, they're both everything you expected but also not. ] You'd think a church would be the place if you want to find anything on demons or the phantasmal occult that isn't in a library, but no dice. It's mostly hymnals around here, too.
[ That disconnect between folklore, printed books, religious scripture, and the reality outside is the oddity here. ]
That begs the question of where these demons came from, and how. Mm, I have my own theory on the "how", but...
[ He trails off.
People should totally ask.]Anyway, that's all I have to report for the time being. I haven't worked that hard in a while... That took a lot out of me, so now I'm just gonna lie down and do nothing.
(church) wildcard;
[ True to his word, he cuts the video/voice feed after that, lying down on an unoccupied pew near by the table he used for his impromptu report, doing nothing in particular except curling up with a stuffed lion plushie. The aid to King Arthur has been a busy, busy bee thanks to not having to eat human food like the rest of the crew. The cat scratches on his face are proof of that.
However, Merlin won't turn down anyone who wants to discuss things in person with him or do anything else. He's an incubus who feeds on mental activity, after all; he won't say no to a little pick-me-up :) ]
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You've been quite busy. I have to say, I'm impressed.
But tell me - where you do you think the demons came from?
[Akechi already knows!!! He knows exactly what this shit is, but why not hear the peanut gallery take on it. He isn't opposed to new perspectives - even if it's wrong, it can prompt an idea. A way out. Form a break in this cognitive world.]
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alice ota
[Snowflakes tumble lazily past the spaceport-bound train's window. Each crystal is rendered in exacting detail, so precise and so magnified in your vision that the information overload is liable to give you a headache.
But that's not even where either Alice is looking. Two pairs of eyes—one belonging to the Alice leaning against the window in an intact hoodie and one belonging to an Alice with a shredded hoodie in the corner—linger on a mountain in the distance, where you can clearly see a pack of rowdy kids snowboarding down the slope. They're having the time of their lives. Smiling, slapping each other's backs, eating shit and laughing about it.]
...amateurs.
H- [Static. A sensation of a record skipping. Time advances by six seconds instead of one.]
Not a chance.
Y- [Again. Now a ticket checker is politely tapping the shoulder of the Alice at the window.]
Time to turn on the charm. [The flickers are more rapid now, and the memory loses all coherency. At least you and the other Alice are adhering to the flow of linear time.]
What the fuck? [She sounds more incredulous than anything else.]
b. it is a fashion statement, actually (train)
[Checking out the songs on her COMP was a waste of time. Alice had been sure of that, they were probably a bunch of .mp3s of farts that Ala put on there to mess with her. Key word "had been," because curiosity eventually won out, and, well.
Finding earbuds wasn't too hard, and getting into a groove was even easier. Whoever had used this thing as a regular Neo Zune (or whatever this janky piece of crap was) before had good taste. Good enough taste, in fact, that Alice finds herself humming along as she makes her way to the train to look for new clothes- as attached as she is to that hoodie, it's definitely not protecting her from the cold weather anymore.
Good enough that she's actually singing quietly to herself as she emerges from the train's surprisingly clean bathroom stall, newly clad in black leggings and thigh-length skirt and a red plaid button-up thrown over a shirt for a band that she doesn't recognize.]
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts and make me ill
You're running after something that you'll never kill
If this is what you want, then fire at will...
[She gives the skirt a twirl and smiles.]
Nice.
c. hee-ho 'em high (hot dog stand)
[As it happens, Alice still has a grudge to bear against the Katakirauwa, so really getting a hot dog was a bonus on top of getting to kill one of those goddamn pigs.
As she bites into the hot dog, for a moment, she looks like she's in heaven. Then Alice realizes that she let an outward expression of enjoyment show on her face and quickly returns to her usual resting bitch face.]
...out of all the dubious hot dogs from shady vendors I've had, this one isn't half-bad, I guess, [she says, conspicuously nonchalant.]
d. wildcard
[hmu!]
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That is, until she comes across Alice. Kate stiffens for a moment, then relaxes when she realizes it's someone she already knows. ]
Oh, Alice. Did you come here to find food, or...?
[ ...or is she also here for something specific, she wonders? ]
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What do you plan to look for there?
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[ Not here ]
Armin Arlert | Attack on Titan | ota
[There's not much to the memory. There's not much of anything. Just blood - viscous, dark, stretching out in every direction, as endless as an ocean. Thick steam rises from the crimson sea in awful pillars. The stench is overwhelming.
[It must be awfully odd to dream of this, then wake up to the same sort of rain.]
((ooc: this is not necessarily an interactive prompt, and there is not necessarily anything involved that would reveal it is armin's memory, assuming your character experiences it from a firsthand POV (I'd prefer this), but if you want to go ahead and say this was implanted in one of your characters' brains just for juice :3c please go for it))
searching (various locations - you pick!);
[Armin is searching for someone. It isn't necessarily obvious; despite the bloody rain, he walks rather calmly through the town, dark hood pulled up over his head. It will be soaked through with blood soon, though the downpour has become more of a drizzle. The stench is so very, very familiar.
[He may encounter you at any one of the locations in town, though he gives no indication as to what his goal is - merely inclines his head, pulling his hood back enough to reveal blue eyes and a smile.
[Regardless of whether or not he recognizes you, he'll deliver the same sentiment:]
I'm glad to see you made it. It seems we have another day to weather. [No pun intended.] What's your goal now?
network option - (voice-to-)text
Hello again. As I said earlier, my name is Armin Arlert. I'm working, now, on compiling what information I can as a resource for everyone to utilize.
Here are what main points of interest I've managed to learn so far:
1. Demons can, indeed, be recruited based on contracts with clear and concise terms, though you must be extremely careful with what you offer, and how you word your offers/commands.
2. The information we've been given on the demons' abilities and weaknesses is not necessarily correct, and conflicts with information given by others who have experience with these creatures in their own worlds/realities.
3. It appears that individuals from our homes can appear here despite having died, or can appear here from different points in time (the latter, naturally, lending to the former).
This is the information that I've gained/confirmed personally and have not yet seen shared through our devices.
Please lend any pertinent information that you can, and I will add it to a report I am compiling for later use.
Note: There is no need to repeat information which has already been shared publicly. I have already added it to my notes.
Thank you.
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No matter. They're here now. ]
so wat r ur thoughts on makin like
a demon compendium
4 everybody to use
yknow so they can proceed more carfully and maybe not get eaten (◕ ꒳ ◕✿)
jk he is going ( > audio ) immediately
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Network - 30 minutes later after he figures out how to old man his way through tech
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☽ Dreaming
[not here]
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@A☆L☆A; @MINATO
[ It's well before sunrise. Sometime in the aftermath of the howling, the explosion, the shockwaves, it's nearly sung in the dark: ]
Alaaaaaaa-chan.
[ Too light, too perhaps eerily calm in the wake of disaster. Too dramatic, perhaps, but she doesn't rightly care in this moment. Nao continues to lie where she landed after being flung upon whatever's impact with the train. One arm rests across her face, obscuring her expression more than the dark.
She doesn't sing, but she speaks in a subtly calm, yet commanding tone. ]
Report.
[ @ MINATO ]
[ It's so early in the morning that it still qualifies as butts o'clock or it would if the moon were mooning. The message? Simple. ]
stay put
i'll meet u guys at the church
pick a time
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[ REPORT ON WHAT... very unfortunately, she is not omniscient, so, ]
You didn't break your legs, did you? Are you good to check outside?
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[another public broadcast]
and weve got sum productive dialogue going on in teh
sharing is carin info depo
lets add mroe!!
names and numbrs are GR8
now tell us what can u DO
what u KNOW
like
skills and special abilities
specializations an EXPERIENCE
whatchu got to bring to the table?
resources too, cmon
im not sayin spill all ur sekrits
but we need to know what were workin wit in addition to who
and organize s'more probably
bc this sitch is deliberate
no 1 person is gonna beat all the levelz so get wit it ｡：ﾟﾟ(´∀｀)･｡
oh an i will cast the 1st stone when we find out whos responsible
i have dibs
it isnt up for Dbate [ and there is nothing ominous about this statement ]
OK
GO GO GO GO GO GO GO
no subject
Is it time for actual introductions, do you want to know what BB-chan can do?
Well, why not think about it this way: What CAN'T BB-chan do?
Except as she is now, she is no more different from you or you!
Anyway, when BB is at her fullest potential, there is truly nothing BB can't do when she sets her heart to it. She is AI from the Moon tasked with the duty of protecting humanity and watching over all of Earth. She is everyone's #1 Heroine and peerless Ally your Devilish Kouhai -
Not only is she a super-smart AI that can make just about anything you can think of. (≖ᴗ≖ ✿) She is also a Heroic Spirit Summoned by the great Chaldean Master who BB calls Senpai ~ ♡!! Damned with the burden of saving the entire Earth, BB joins them in order to keep everyone safe - maybe even you for all we know!
It doesn't just stop there, BB was once possessed by the great Cosmic God -
ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ
[ Reminder she is not possessed. Just chuuni about it. ]
But after having his authority stripped from her by the Cosmic police - YEAH that's right, THE cosmic police. (˶˃ᆺ˂˶) BB-chan is merely only his leftover chosen... It's so sad, BB could have been so much more powerful if they just let BB have her way...
ANYWAY! (❀´ ˘ `❀)
BB can do just about anything and everything, except right now she can't - cause this place nerfed her to the ground. I guess it is worth mentioning BB originally started as a healthcare AI, but you know like, ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ BB ate a bunch of trash in the data garbage space called Void Space - right, right, keep up! Even like Gods, like Athena, or ya know Tiamat. BB also ate the whore grail of Babylon - super icky! ( > 〰 < )♡ Made her tummy hurt for a bit, anyway, like there isn't anything she can't do once she has her abilities back - when she gets them back.
Anyway, she is a tool here to help you puny humans in any way she can!! (๑•̀ᗝ•́)૭ From hacking into things, making stuff, healing you when she feels like it, talking and playing with demons, being bored, playing games, and causing trouble!!! (૭ ｡•̀ ᵕ •́｡ )૭ That's me!!!
Oh yeah, Caster-san is my handler! Let him know when BB-chan has been baaaddd ~~ (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
UWU!!!!
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the princess | ota
network
It's something she has to tell herself several times before she manages to reach out to the others with Keigo's assistance. ]
To better survive this, there's something we should establish.
Who here arrived with weapons, and who knows how to use them?
[ A pause, and then she supposes she should volunteer... ]
I arrived with a dagger and I know how to use one. I'm able to improvise as well. While I've never taught before, I'm willing to try.
[ Whether others will be willing to be that forthcoming or offer skills to others, she honestly can't say. Depending on others remains largely foreign to her... But she knows she doesn't want people to die where it could be avoided. ]
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BB | FGO | Current player | Ota
A [not here]
[He'll be thinking about this for a while - cannot, in fact, seem to rid his head of it at all.
[Humans are disgusting. He can't find it in himself to disagree.]
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@ Princess Dahlia | THE HONKENING
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B, fun wildcard shenanigans~
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Need a hand? ( @ Charlie )
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@ nao in the church with the COMPS
merlin | fgo | current player | ota
B - power plant;
[ Hanging out near the entrance, under the nearest covering/shelter from the rain (blood or not), is Merlin, honestly just vibing there. When he hears footsteps, the approach of another, he looks up from casually browsing his COMP wrapped around his wrist. ]
Oh, did you want to check this place out too? Two heads are better than one... I'm just saying!
[ An easygoing smile, a nudging wink. He's been waiting for someone else to come along all this time because, well, he doesn't want to head in all alone... ]
C - school;
[ Literally the same exact prompt as the power plant one above, just in a different place... Yeah... ]
wildcard;
[ ooc: Just trying to keep the sheep murder/golden fleece prompt to 1 tag-in, for continuity's sake, but aside from that, anything goes!
Merlin can be found usually hanging out near or inside the church otherwise, hood up as always, when he's not wandering around and about the town in general. He's never been happier than today that his robes are waterproof. ]
power plant
You want to check it out...? [ She lifts her chin to look over the building. ] I looked around here yesterday, so... I suppose I would like to see what's changed since then.
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Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd || Fire Emblem: Three Houses || Current Player
∅ If I fall asleep tell me that you'll wake me
[ You wake up on the floor of the cold stone room and the first thing you know is that he's here. You know, with dread seeping into your flesh, that he's there in the corner. The one behind you. He's there and he's watching you. He's been watching you. You don't want to look at him, the very thought has your stomach dropping out beneath you. A cold sweat breaks out over your skin, and you think that if you had eaten anything yesterday you might throw up.
It's dark in the room- no windows, no candles- the only light a small flickering thing coming from under the only door in your cell. You don't know how long you've been in here; there is no way to track the passage of time. Food is given at irregular intervals and it's never enough to sate your hunger. Besides your captor you don't get visitors, at least not living ones.
He's closer now, you can feel it. He's noticed you're awake. You can feel his rotting breath on the back of your neck.
You jerk into a seated position and feel pain in your wrists. Raising your right hand is more difficult than normal, there's a weight there... You can just barely make out a slight gleam on the manacle squatting around your wrist. Below that is the plain tattered beige prison sleeve.
You raise your hand a little higher and hear the chains scrape across the stone floor- but that's not what causes your blood to freeze. It's the wet gleaming pin pricks of light staring out at you from those pitted sockets just across the room. Her hair is matted, and most of it fallen out or fallen off. In fact, as she reaches out towards you another clump slips down to drop to the floor with a moist plop. The bones of her hands and the remnants of her nails dig into the stone floor as she pulls herself towards you. The sound of her scraping drag loud and grating in the silence of your cell.
Scrape. Draaaag. Scrape. Draaaag. Scrape. Draaaaaaaag.
While your eyes were on her you forgot about him. You remember now as his bony grip digs into the meat of your arm.
The voice of a cheerfully sadistic woman rings out just at the cell door opens blinding you with light.
"How are you doing today your highness?"
You wake up again. ]
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Ruka Minazuki | Fatal Frame 4
[There's a chill outside, the kind that comes when Summer is just starting to give way to Fall. It's also dark, the dead of night and the moon rises, full and bright above you.
You glance up at the moon and stutter in your steps. It's bright, and beautiful. Like hypnosis you stare, unable to tear your gaze away before at length you shudder and step forward, forcing your eyes away. A part of you longs to get closer, to climb high as you can go, to jump toward it, anything to get closer.
You take a breath and grip tighter to the antique camera in your hands, the pain drawing you back to the present as you wander into the courtyard of the ancient, Japanese-style house. It's empty. It's quiet. There's no animals, no cicadas screams. Nothing but the sound of wind and the distant sound of crashing waves. It's unnaturally still.
Then, voices. In a rush there's chatter and the flicker of torches, some men in robes stand outside the door, laughing brightly. 'Let us in, Yomotsuki-san! It's the night of the festival, let us drink and celebrate before the ritual!'
You feel-- odd. The man whose face seems distorted and twisted, covered in shadow, laughs and steps aside to let them in. He speaks, but the voice is muffled. All you know is that it makes you uneasy. Trying to look at him makes you feel ill and before the men finish crossing the threshold of the doorway they disappear. The air goes silent and still, no light except for you flashlight sweeping across the land. No men. Just phantoms clinging to the memory of this place.
You move on, your flashlight catching on pieces of paper dropped there long ago. Picking it up, you wince as you read the words.
She is coming
Everyone who saw her blossomed
that woman
tha t w o man
t hat wom an
t h at w o ma n
t ha t woman
that woman
We came down here to get away from her
but she's coming her face
face
face
can't see face
can't see face
can't see face
can't see face
can't see face
can't see face
The paper crumples a little in your hand and you straighten, tucking it away in your bag. "I didn't mean to hurt anyone..." You have to find out more and this place... You cast your flashlight around. A name plaque on the door. Yomotsuki, and Minazuka. Your own last name.
"Oh...Was this my home?" You try to think, but you can't remember exactly. There's flashes of something--piano music, a mother's hug.
Another piece of paper then, and of course you scoop it up to add to the pile in your bag, trying to make sense of everything through scraps of memory. It's all because of that damned mask.
That mask isn't a thing of this world. It belongs to another place...
What kind of disaster has that mask brought to this island?
It has brought about the Day of Tranquility.
Everyone lives yet becomes as the dead.
You absolutely must not look upon that face.
You know about this much, at least. The mask, the Vessel, the Day of Tranquility. But in order to find real answers as to who you are, you have to go inside the house. Your house.
You feel...reluctant. You don't know why, but it's like the more you want to know, the less you do.
There's a ghostly wail that rises up from the dead (no pun intended) silence around you. Moans of the dead and the dying, crying out for help, release, salvation. The hair raises on the back of your neck and you hurry through the door, deciding that whatever you face in there is, at least, less deadly than what you'll find out here.]
[ Not here ]
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Kate | Shadows House
dream
Be warned, there are spoilers for chapter 201!
You dream that you're in a mansion... ]
Euphoria.
Tears of joy run down their cheeks. The sight of it sickens you.
It's not you they're looking at, but the young man standing next to you. A Shadow in white and gold attire basks in the fanatical adoration of all of the children, and next to him, a human of identical stature stands and smiles serenely in your direction.
The regal Shadow faces you, speaking loudly so that all can hear.
"Leader of the Star Bearers... Christopher would like you to join him and become his student, so that we can lead the children together."
The children cheer your name, eager to hear your answer. Each repetition feels like a dagger in your chest. They can't imagine that you would say no to Christopher.
As if you had a choice. You're trapped. The only thing you can do is...
You swallow your pride and accept.
The moment the words leave your mouth, the room erupts into applause and cheers. The deafening noise starts to feel distant, and your legs wobble. Another Shadow catches you before you faint.
"Are you all right...?"
"You don't have to push yourself. Christopher and Anthony are here now, after all."
"Once John heals, he'll work extra hard to help you! Under Master Christopher, of course!"
"Didn't Patrick tell you not to shoulder everything by yourself? From now on, you should rely on Master Christopher."
The Shadows call out to you in concern. But again and again, you hear those hateful words... Master Christopher. Master Christopher. You feel sick. You need to leave, now.
You excuse yourself and force your legs to carry you to the exit. But before you can see what's beyond the door, you wake up.
wildcard
Yukari Takeba | Persona 3 | TDM
[Observant types may notice an unfamiliar girl around town in a high school uniform, a quiver full of arrows and a bow slung to her back, and a black jacket held over her head as a makeshift cover against the blood rain. She's exploring, apparently looking for something, but if you catch sight of her she'll quickly turn heel and head the other way... Almost like she's avoiding you, or she's spooked off. Weird!
Should you insist on following her, though, she'll eventually stop near the power plant, and turn around and snap:]
What's your problem?! Stop following me!
[she is SO calm rn]
ii. HOT DOGS
[Or, you can spot her near the hot dog stand. Her stomach is growling, so she really should eat, but more than that, she's staring at the Jack Frost and muttering under her breath:]
Why does it look like one of his...? [She musters up the courage to go talk to the demon, who cheerfully names the terms of exchange for a hot dog: her gemstone, or slaying and bringing a Katakirauwa. To the latter, she recoils in disgust.] You-- you don't put those in the food, do you...?!
Don't worry about it, ho!
[So the Jack Frost cheerfully tells her, but she's definitely Worrying About It.]
iii. WILDCARD
[Convince her into a demonpig hunt? Any current characters who want to bring her along for an investigation? idk toss your ideas at me... go wild...!]
wildcard, hospital
And so, even if they do turn out to be fake, Minato can't help but approach. ]
Yukari... You aren't going to like it up there.
[ Upstairs, he means. Any further into the hospital, and she too would be plagued by ghosts of her past. ]
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Shinjiro Aragaki | Persona 3 | tdm
[The blood raining from the sky might perhaps disguise the fact that someone is walking around in it injured, at least at first. But a closer look might reveal that the person's coat seems to be more soaked in some places than others, in a way that doesn't make a lot of sense if he were simply caught out in the downpour. And if you happen to be watching closely ... his breathing doesn't sound too great, either. Almost like he's struggling a bit, despite the absence of an immediately noticeable stagger. His eyes seem a little glazed over and unfocused, too, though if you get that close, he will in fact stop and address you instead of doggedly continuing forward.]
Have you...seen a kid around here...? 'Bout ten, wearin' an orange hoodie?
ii. mystery meat
[On the one hand, he is definitely hungry, and he has not found any sources of food aside from the Questionable Creature making questionable demands for questionable meat. Recovering from serious injury takes no small amount of energy, either. On the other...there's definitely a catch. Shinjiro's definitely not desperate enough yet, nor is he stupid enough to think he's in good enough condition to go killing a demon by himself to exchange for food right now. But he is morbidly curious about what would happen if he offered it his gemstone. He twirls it around in his hand, idly commenting to anyone else who might be nearby:]
What do you think it wants these things for, anyway?
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Here, now, Shinjiro may be dying, but he isn't dead, and that's enough to urge Minato forward. ]
Aragaki. What are you doing outside...?
[ In the blood rain... To be fair, though, Minato is too. ]
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Charlemagne (Saber) OTA
[Swords clash, sparks fly, two voices roar defiance at each other as they clash once again, one last time, one final battle to decide the fate of the world.
A giant of a man wearing gold and black stands tall, his heart beating, bursting with love for all mankind, so much love that he would seize them and embrace every heart with his own, shattering all differences and all defiance until the only constant was love, free of evil, free of individuality.
And before him, so small in comparison, fights a man in blue and silver armor, his black and white hair shimmering with sweat from the effort of the battle. His holy sword shines a dozen different colours with each swing, and with each swing he carries the hopes and dreams of all humanity, the desire to be instead of to simply submit.
The two are evenly matched, but you feel it still. With every swing, the hero in silver's soul shatters a little more. With every thrust, the fantasy-king drains a little more of his life's spark. With every cry of determination, he loses a breath he will never take again.
You feel it — deep in your heart, deep in your soul. It doesn't matter who wins this clash. The fate of the world may lie in the balance, but the fate of the hero has long since been decided. A fragile, fragmented thing, so tiny compared to his foe.
He was granted only seven days to live, and now the bell tolls for him. And when he shatters his foe's sword and pieces his heart —]
...Goodbye, Master.
[In that same moment, he has shattered his own heart as well. This is what you see — a smiling face, dissolving into golden sparks, never to be seen again.]
2. Better Than Nothing (Forest)
Hmmm...nope! Not that one.
[The way his stomach growls at him is distressing for a few reasons - aside from the obvious, a Servant like him shouldn't need to eat. Without any food around, he'd decided to try keep himself occupied, and with the forest a little quieter than usual it seemed the perfect time to arm himself once again. He was weaker than before and didn't have a weapon, but at least he could fix one of those things.]
This one...?
After all, if he wanted to recruit some demons, or even defeat them, he'd need to have something to fight with. The Paladins' weapons were also beyond him for the moment, so instead he was looking for something that should be easy and effective, something humanity had been using as a weapon since they'd been able to use weapons at all.]
Aha!
[He bent down and grabbed his prize, swinging it through the air with a satisfying hiss. The grin he gives is as bright as can be despite the situation, and with another few practice swings, Charlemagne, Father of Europe, rests the stick in his right hand on his shoulder.]
There we go! Armed and dangerous yet again! Ah, that definitely looked super cool...just like Lancelot, defeating my enemies with naught but a tree branch...!
[He's caught up in the thrill of the situation, enough so that he doesn't notice someone approaching right away...]
3. Bad Deal (Hot-dog Stand)
Mmm...
[Charlie's stomach was growling again, and this time it was much harder to ignore. A hot-dog stand run by a demon, especially a smiling demon, was no solution to any problem...but it smelled like one, and that was a problem in and of itself. Just being around the place made him want to take a bite, and it was hard to pull himself away from the delicious scent of hot food. It was embarrassing for a Servant like him to be so weak-willed, but this place was doing something strange to him and he couldn't stop it.]
Katakirauwa, huh...?
[He's no stranger to hunting for his food, or for trading for what's necessary, but it still seems as though he's torn about whether or not to trust the vendor. Stick or no stick, he's sure he could defeat the piglike demons, but it's what comes after that concerns him most.]
...Ahh, this is rough...
4. Wildcard
[Hit me up in PMs or wherever suits!]
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She isn't all that much for small-talk, but his declaration is enough to give her pause. First she glances around to ensure no demons are looming overhead, then she steps nearer so he can easily spot her. ]
Lance-a-lot?
[ Another stick-wielder, evidently... But it's an odd enough name from her perspective that she has to ask. ]
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PUBLIC BROADCAST - around late afternoon / early evening Day 1
Greetings everyone. I hope you are fairing well.
I come to you with a dire warning.
I know not if everyone awoke with a foreign gemstone in their possession- but if you did, this message is for you:
Guard that gemstone well.
Nao and I were investigating the magical barrier within the school when I started to feel my gemstone heating up, unnaturally so. I thought perhaps the stone was reacting to the barrier and was meant to be used as some sort of key... Do not make this mistake.
I touched the stone to the barrier for perhaps a millisecond before Nao slammed into me breaking the connection. The contact has left me feeling ill and sluggish. Like it has sapped some vitality from me. I do not want to learn what would have happened if now hadn't interrupted me. The barrier has also stolen some of the color from the gem itself as it now glows blue and my stone looks more muted in tone.
Touching the barrier with bare hands did nothing, so I do not know what it was about the stone that caused this to occur.
Please, exercise caution in everything you do here.
[ Dimitri claims the barrier is blue now, but this will likely only last for several hours before it returns to being invisible. His gemstone will also return to it's normal shade within several hours. ]
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[ It seems related to Dimitri's warning. Rocks important. Valuable. She'd wondered if they were somehow linked to them when she and Minato dealt with Jack Frost and he suggested them as items he'd accept in a trade, knowing how demons readily take their blood for bribes, but it was circumstantial at best.
Now, though? There seems to be some connection after all. ]
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Closed to Princess [Night of Day 1]
However, he's aware of the risks. The Void Sleepwalking, for one, and also just the general vulnerability all humans suffered from whilst sleeping. While he had been planning on trying to stay awake until he broke the seal on one of his demons' tubes, this time he'll have to rely on his fellow man and pray that the lucky person he chose to watch over him didn't decide to randomly snap his neck or rob him of his gun - the usual things humans under pressure did.
It made him incredibly uneasy but... well, sometimes Devil Summoners had to do discomforting things for the greater good, and all that.
It was this in mind that he approaches Princess at the Church. Out of everyone he's personally met, she was level-headed and pragmatic (when not swept up in a rescue mission that is), and seemingly enough of a softie beneath that stoic exterior that he's mostly certain she wouldn't murder him in his sleep. So:]
Hey, Miss Princess? I have a favour to ask, if you're free right now.
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When Rosie approaches, she pauses, glancing up even before he speaks. With her typical stoicism, she takes in the words and responds first with a curious tilt of her head much resembling a cat having caught sight of some fascinating dust mote caught in the light. ]
I have time. [ She has so much time. Too much time. ] What do you need, Rosie?
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DAY 2: PUBLIC BROADCAST
Many of us have seen or heard of the strange barriers found around this town. They react to our gemstones in a way that seems to harm us. The toll is too much for one person, and the effect on the barrier is too small for us to do anything. But if shared between more people, we might be able to handle it, and we may be able to properly interact with the barrier.
I would like to bring several of us to the sealed door in the Greenhouse and attempt to use our gemstones together. I also welcome anyone who would like to join us to observe and assist if something goes wrong.
Please respond if you would like to help, or if you have any thoughts on this idea.
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My name is Calia and I'd like to help you out with this if that's alright.
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Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd || Fire Emblem: Three Houses || Current Player || OTA
Day 1 - Pretty busy, but you could wander into him on his morning trek from Train through Forest to School.
Night 1 - He's hanging out at the Church combing through the public broadcasts
when he should be sleeping.Day 2 - OUT OF TOWN, unlikely to run into him.
Night 2 - At the church he can be found dragging the Bulletin Board out into the main area.
Night 2 Bulletin Board
So he bundled himself up in his blanket and shuffled over to watch the board being pieced together- then realized that the information added was, in fact, actually useful... if a bit outlandish in some spots, but this whole place was outlandish in general.]
I beg your pardon, but is all this information true?
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[network post] text; @watson
That said, there's definitely a building out there that someone's living in. It may have information or supplies in it, and that alone is worth investigating. But even the Mokoi warned Akechi and I against entering it.
Has anyone heard of the Harpy Sisters?
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If you continue to investigate it please exercise caution. Too many people have died already.
As for the Harpy Sisters, I cannot say I have heard anything as of yet. I'll ask around. What do you know about them?
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