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For Honor Event - Part 1 - July 13, 2019

Eevelion:

It had been about five minutes since everyone had been loaded into the transport van, jostling as it rolled across the bumpy untamed roads of the wastes while a handler gave a briefing on today's events, having prior only been explained as "Ghost neutralization".

"We're currently about ten minutes off from the Old Renaissance Fairgrounds where we are aware a Ghost has made it's lair, this ghost; Phantom Knight by our logs, or..." They'd take a close look at the log sheet they had brought with them "'Ser Gaius Grimsley von Datenshire III' by it's own proclamation, is on the more passive side, but it's actions inadvertently put the base and travelers at risk. As such it's been decided that it should be neutralized for people's safety. We're currently not recommending direct combat with the ghost, as we don't know it's full capabilities and we'd rather minimize chances of harm coming to anyone, instead we want to use this as an exercise in repenting a ghost through fulfilling it's last desires, since not many have done so. Judging by the ghost's behavior, we assume that engaging it in a 'tournament' has a high probability of fulfilling these desires, so it will be up to you all to put forth your best effort in defeating it in anything it challenges you to."

The driver in the front seat would call out for the handler's attention "About eight minutes now." gripping their papers the handler would turn back to those present "Y-yes, as he said, it's not far away, so if there's anything you need to know ask it now, and I'll try to answer your questions with what intel we have. Also," They'd produce a stack of papers from under their seat "Everyone should take a copy of the log sheet and give it a look as well." They'd hand the stack to whoever was behind them, ready to take any incoming questions.

Leona:

Gakuran, having begrudgingly come along, began to exam the paper work. While understanding the reasoning for not attacking, he'd be concerned with toying with a ghost. Though he had no questions, he was ready for the day to be over. He was here for observation and help, the quicker they did this the faster they'd get back home. "I'm fine with trying to repent the ghost by its means but what if it gets violent? Will we abort and take it down by other means?" Knowing that repenting a ghost could work well or fail about half the time. But he wouldn't be caught without some backup plan. "If so whats our backup?"

Eevelion:

The handler would scratch their chin a bit at the question "Well, if the ghost does go hostile, you are given permission to fight it, if we find it to be considerable risk we'll call you back and retreat back to Psi. We'll just have to play it by ear but we're really hoping it won't come to blows."

Sera:

Spanx reeled back a little as the words "you are given permission to fight it" hit her ears. "Gosh, I sure hope it doesn't come to that. I hope we can give a ghost a nice send-off for once."

Lief:

"I'd rather avoid that too," was the involuntary mutter from Haori. He wasn't one for fighting- or expending more effort on something than absolutely necessary. He still wasn't sure how he'd gotten roped into this, really. But it seemed to be in everyone's best interest, so who was he to complain?

Dezzy:

"If worst comes to worst, and there's an impasse it might be the only choice. But the proposition that there is a way to do so is much, much favorable for the deceased." While Chaqueta wasn't the battle oriented type, she could defend herself decent with humans at the very least. But she hoped it wouldn't be necessary given the group was tasked with a more peaceful repent to be executed. If her brains could be of any use to them, she had more than enough brain cells to spare.

Zaku:

Ah, cramped vehicle space. One of the few things Obi had forgotten about this past century. But here he was; a near seven foot colossus of an archangel sitting in a van surrounded by others. Almost brings him back. Keyword being almost. He simply nods as he looks over the rest of his compatriots. In a way, it was good to finally get some new scenery for him. Felt like ages since he stepped out.

Leona:

At least they were all on the same page. But something still lingered in his brain, a question. "What can we even expect from this? carnival games?" hoping for any easy excursion. Considering the venue, anything was possible.

Eevelion:

"Well, the ghost seems to fancy itself as a type of knight, if you've ever heard the term 'hastilude' that should give you a pretty good idea, they're contests knights would perform in the olden days as a sort of honor thing."

“Alright, if nobody has anymore questions we've just about arrived-” Suddenly the handler was interrupted by the car come to a brisk halt “The fairgrounds.” hopping out of the passenger side door he'd open the door for those in the back “Alright, everyone out, try not to hit your head on the roof Mr. Ravissepto.” Being ushered out, the passengers would be able to get a good look at the faire, weathered old tents being reclaimed by nature, a stone bridge over a small stream with a concrete castle just past, wild grass had been attempting to encroach the center of the faire, but seemed to have regularly been trampled away by footprints. There was currently no sign of the ghost, but enough evidence that something or other frequents this area.

Zaku:

Precaution taken, Mr. Van Driver, sir. However, that precaution would still serve no good as the minute the door opened, the taller angel of the group sat up to, the surprise of no one, slightly hit his head when trying to get up, He says not a word and waits for at least a few of his compatriots to leave the van first before attempting to sit up yet again. The last thing he needed was blocking other peoples way of exiting while he himself was trying to exit. #JustGiantThings, amirite?

Gigi:

Lolo seemed oddly present for once, turning around to listen to each voice intently; it wasn't often she showed up to these training exercises but considering combat wasn't the focus, she was given the option and took it. How nonchalant all the angels seemed about this was fascinating still. that's just how it was in the wastes! Nothing phased these people.....She hopped out eagerly, staying closer to the handler than letting herself roam free.

In the back, though...someone else didn't seem remotely as amused. One green eye was focused more on the ruins outside the van, taking in the lay of the land as the others went on. He'd been through a lot of these, no need to be too attentive; seeing the wreckage of poles, tents in the greenery it kind of brought an odd knot to his stomach. He'd tail behind the rest of the group, his attention still seemingly far beyond the rest of the group with unwarranted tension. (Really, it was a non-combat repentance, this was what he liked seeing as a human--)

Sera:

Spanx took a moment to stretch after stepping out of the vehicle. It seemed quiet for a place haunted by a ghost that was causing trouble for people. "I hope it doesn't take too long to find this guy. Anyone have any ideas on how we should lure him out?"

Eevelion:

Crown hopped out of the back of the van, taking in the sights and the smells of the faire. This. Was. Great! She'd always loved stories of knights. And now she was standing in a place where real knights did battle! At least that's what she got out of it, her listening comprehension might have gone a bit out the window when she heard the word 'knight'. But either way she was beaming and happy to be here.

Dezzy:

Chaqueta got a small chuckle out of Obi still hitting his head regardless of warning. Once she was out she took a quick lay of the land. She could only imagine how much fun this dinky little faire was many, many years ago. It never ceases to amaze her how quickly all of this transpired, even in the wake of a festival. Tragedy th as no mercy it seemed, but still, she couldnt help but give a sad sigh.

Lief:

Haori slumped out of the vehicle and blinked lazily as he took a gander at the surrounding area. There was still no telling what that knight-ghost would ask of them, really. Knight tournaments had various events, right? Maybe they would end up going through all of them before they were off the hook....great.

"Weirdly quiet," He mumbled

Zaku:

Alright was that everyone? That looked like everyone. Taking his turn to get out of the car, Obi took in the air and looked over the fairegrounds. Damn...it'd been a hot minute since the archangel had seen something like this. Places that were supposed to be filled with joyous occasion and enjoying the moment. All of that merriment...gone. He frowns slightly at the ruined grounds, but continues onward nonetheless. They had a job to do, and hopefully, a peaceful repent to pull off.

Leona:

Gakuran trailed behind, making sure to stick behind the group. He was uneasy about their task but was hopeful about succeeding. Though, the new faces made him wonder if they would work well together. He would followed behind Obi and commented to Haori "Quiet, but lets enjoy it while we can and take time to prepare".

Eevelion:

No sooner did Spanx ask how to find the quarry than from a distance came a hearty “HAHA!”, with a loud whinny and the beat of hooves approached a stout (aka, short, real manlet like) figure clad in heavy black armor on the back of an impressive ghostly stallion. Slowing to a trot in front of the party they would proclaim “HARK KNAVES, FOR THOU HAST ENTERED THE DOMAIN OF THOUST TRUELY, SER GAIUS GRIMSLY VON DATENSHIRE, THIRD OF HIS NAME. FOR WHAT PURPOSE DOST THOU TRESPASS UPON THESE GROUNDS, SPEAK QUICKLY, OR I SHALL HAVE THEE DRAWN AND QUARTERED!” The handler would bury their face in their hand before addressing the group “Alright, here's your quarry, try to calm them down, if it gets too hot we'll make the call, good luck, me and the driver will be watching from nearby.” With their piece said the two of them would walk off, staying within viewing distance.

Lief:

"Interesting," Haori said under his breath. "Uh, which of us is spokesperson, exactly?" This was a little louder, enough for everyone to hear.

Haori didn't see himself as capable enough to speak for the entire group....or smooth enough. How were knights supposed to talk? He couldn't get into a character on command.

Gigi:

Well, something was coming back to Braces, but he wasn't sure what it was exactly...none of this crew really seemed to get what was going on at a ren faire though. He crossed his arms, grimacing...he may actually have to intervene?

Zaku:

Oh woah, right to it, eh? Uh...alright, Obi will step in. Not too far, but a good half-step at best.

Sera:

Spanx replies to the knight meekly, "Apologies Sir Gaius, we, uh, didn't mean to trespass. We're here to, um, what was that word again? Halibut."

Zaku:

"Greetings, Sir." He speaks up alongside Spanx. "We are....travelers of sorts here to...seek why you reside on these grounds."

Gigi:

Braces pinched his nose. This was horrible. He wasn't sure how much of this he could take. He looked almost close to tears, even.

Dezzy:

For the event, Chaqueta wore simple dress and she gave a polite curtsy toward the knight as the others spoke.

Lief:

Haori tugged at his collar. The whole...whatever he was wearing...it was a little tight across the chest, and stuffy. Not like the loose clothes he normally wore. This whole thing felt like a stageplay, which- as far as he understood- wasn't far off from what a ren faire actually was. He remained carefully quiet, aware that any snarking could easily get them all in big trouble right now. Time and a place for everything.

Leona:

Gakuran followed suite with the group by acknowledging the knight with a nod. But he didn't feel the need to respond verbally. He instead would analyze the ghost size and environment to get an idea of what might happen. Gakuran would glance over at Brace and respond "Theres no need to cry, we'll be fine"

Eevelion:

The ghost would think about Spanx's comment before realizing what they meant “HA, WHAT A JEST, YOU MEAN THE HASTILUDES! THOU SHOULD HAVE MENTIONED EARLIER, IF THOU WISHES TO PARTICIPATE IN THE GAMES OF HONOUR THEN SO BE IT, WE SHALL MAKE A TOURNAMENT OF IT!” He'd rear his horse before trotting toward another section of the fairgrounds “COME, THE ARENAS ARE READY, AND BE SURE TO BRING THY STEED.” At this he'd point his lance towards their 'steed', the van they had arrived in, the keys still in the ignition.

Lief:

"Our- our what." Haori deadpanned. "Are we- does the van have a name? Does it need a- never mind." He sighed. He needed to learn to roll with the punches better.

Gigi:

Well, that went...well enough, despite the lack of decent acting. Braces raised a brow in disbelief though as his gaze panned from the van back to the ghost. He knew the not-yet-passed had some issues with denial, but .....it'd been a while since he really had to deal with it.

Dezzy:

As amusing as the ghost was, Chaqueta couldnt help but make a quick note of how the thing registered the van as a horse. "Seems like his perception of reality is different from ours, she whispered. We can use this to our advantage? I wonder to what extent it goes to. We could pass off makeshift props as the real thing if so."

Gigi:

"That'd be ideal, actually," Braces blinked, his volume matching Chaqueta's. "Angels shouldn't lose track of their own weapons, but that can save us from causing any unecessary harm. Nice catch."

Eevelion:

Crown was starstruck, a real life knight! And they even challenged them to knightly games, today was surely going to be amazing! She broke out of her trance momentarily when the knight headed off, jogging a bit to keep toe with them.

Leona:

Maybe the Knight was looking at the raw horsepower of the Van, but that was beside the point. However, it seemed like the rest of the group was already planning. Gakuran would then focus his attention on Chaqueta "That is a good point, I'll keep that in mind." Since it was a strategic advantage, Gakuran complied and headed toward the van. However being much taller than most people also had disadvantages. He'd struggle a bit till everyone else caught up to crown and relocate their steed. Good thing he didn't have his armor on, otherwise the knight my mistake this as a joust.

Zaku:

Obi nods along with the group and follows along with Crown.

Sera:

Spanx blushes a bit after realizing she misspoke. Halibut is a fish you idiot how could you mix that up she mutters to herself. She shuffles behind Obi as he follows Crown. The closest thing to a tree she could hide her shame behind.

Zaku:

Shhhh, your shame shall be resolved by the tree, young Spanx. All is forgiven, child.

Gigi:

Following the hunch suggested from Chaqueta, Braces made an ever so slight detour to dislodge a rod of what he assumed was some sort of metal since it was still intact. He was no lance user, but it'd come in handy and he had no idea how well old faire ruins would be stocked, anyway. who knew who raided these things for weapons even if they were props.

Lolo followed after, nearly sprinting to keep up; she was simply observing at this point since she was...probably too young to remember this phenomenon.

Eevelion:

Gaius led the group to what seemed like a long track, a pole stretched along the middle “AND SO WE COME TO OUR FIRST CHALLENGE, CHOOSE THY CHAMPION, FOR UPON THIS FIELD WE ENGAGE IN THE JOUST!” Having said his piece, he positioned himself at the far end of the track. Seems like, as Gakuran was afraid of, someone would have to duel him in a Joust, but another question remained, who would be the 'horse'?

(One person must participate as the Jouster, another must participate as a Driver)

Leona:

Unknowingly Gakuran signed up to be the steed by driving the Van. He'd show up at what looked like a parking space; without the knowledge that this was his starting point. Having been away from the group, he didn't catch what they were doing. So he'd sit in the van and observe. "I wonder whats going on out there, did I hear 'Joust' "

Dezzy:

"Eyepatch here," she said while point towards Braces. "Seems like he'd make a good jouster. He got the pole and the beef to handle it"

Sera:

"A joust sounds like a pretty intense first challenge. I might be able to stay on pretty well but I don't know about knocking him over. Maybe someone else should..." Spanx hoped she didn't sound like she was putting this off on others. She was trying not to let her nerves get the best of her but a real life ghost, even a small one, was still intimidating up close.

Lief:

"I weigh like as much as a cat," Haori provided flatly.

Gigi:

Braces looked over at Chaqueta with a sour face. "I got this just in case! .....Geez, I guess if someone had to though, I could....,"A hand paused on his chest before working at the pole, his suspenders not in their usual spot.

Eevelion:

Crown would stand on one foot as she gave Braces a little cheer “You can do this Mr. Braces! I know from experience that you're plenty strong!”

Gigi:

He gave a sigh. "Fine, you guys don't look like you've even so much as eaten a turkey leg with a fool jingling beside you anyway," He hopped up on the van's roof, giving a tap once he finally got up there. Sure was weird to do this on a car roof, but it wasn't like training or even finding mustangs was a good idea either. "Ready when everyone else is."

Dezzy:

"I have no idea what that means, but thank you anyway!" She said clapping her hands together and giving him a sarcastic smile.She took a couple steps back to where Crown was and would cheer for Braces and Gakuran from the sidelines.

Eevelion:

With his opponent in position, the ghost would loudly proclaim “MAY THE FIRST ROUND BEGIN! CHARGE!” Readying his lance he'd Charge towards the two, Gakuran would pull the car Forward, and Braces would Block atop it.

Despite Braces' preparing for the attack, the Ghost's lance manages to find purchase, hitting him and setting off his balance on the car, though he manages stop grounded.

Sera:

Spanx roars from the crowd, "Hang in there Braces!! You can do it!"

Zaku:

"Give it your all, you two!" Obi shouts alongside a swell.

Gigi:

That'd hit harder than Braces was anticipating; he tried to use the pole's shape to his advantage to grind the attack back but, that kind of backfired, the ghost being too strong and pushing him back.

Dezzy:

Chaqueta winced, she felt that. Still, she continued to clap for the angel.

Leona:

How did he get roped into this. Sadly it was too late to back down, so he braced himself for impact. Thankfully the vans weight helped disperse some of the brunt force. "You okay up there?"

Eevelion:

The commotion seemed to be drawing a bit of a crowd, fauna ghost starting to congregate around the arena, the ones present perking up at Gaius' strike against Braces.

Gigi:

"I think so? Dealt with worse. Whatever," He waved it off, though the other guy couldn't see him doing it. he rubbed his arm. Christ, that smarted.

Eevelion:

Circling around the arena, Gaius would CHARGE toward his opponent again, as Gakuran rounded the corner Braces would prepare to DEFEND, and as the two were about to meet... Gakuran stepped on the gas, BOOSTING towards the collision.

In the collision Braces defended valiantly, but the Ghost's strike was still too strong, breaking his guard and nearly tossing him off the van.

Gigi:

A "God FUCKING damnit!!" could be heard, ponytail flapping in the wind as he was doubled-over on the roof.

Leona:

Gakuran simply looked up and covered his face with the brim of his hat. "Good grief" maybe luck wasn't on their side today. "I'm guessing you are still ali- dead right?"

Gigi:

"Don't remind me," he covered his eye, groaning. too soon. "God I wanna end this man's whole career."

Eevelion:

As they circled again, Gaius ever so slightly shifted the lance is preparation to BLOCK Braces' incoming STRIKE, as the two get closer Gakuran once again BOOSTS.

As they collided, Braces' lance hit the ghost's, but not with enough force to break their guard, the magnitude of the collision rebounding to him and hurting his arm.

For one final time the two teams circled around the ring, the ghost preparing to strike, Braces, fatigued from the blows he had taken he was scarce able to take another hit and was knocked off into the mud.

Gigi:

Cue a very comedic roll off. he's gonna be fine, he's an angel, who cares. at least he didn't get stabbed in the eye again.

Dezzy:

Big oof. Maybe those muscles were just for show in the end. "Maybe one of us will do better in a different event."

Leona:

Gakuran having felt the rumble of a body, stopped and started to reverse. Once he reached Braces, he'd exit out of the back to help him into the Van and out of there. "Hey we did our time, you need a smoke?"

Lief:

"Brutal," Haori winced. He was glad it wasn't him up there. He'd have been catapulted in a single hit. If anything speed was his game, but he was less experienced than any angel in their group might be. He was beginning to wonder if He would even be any use here.

Eevelion:

The ghost would trot up to Braces' side with a chuckle “A VALIANT EFFORT, I APPLAUD YOUR BRAVERY FACING ME. DO NOT FRET YOUR FAILURE FOR LONG MY FRIEND, THE DAY IS YOUNG AND THE CHALLENGES WILL BE MANY.” Rearing the horse away he would lead the group towards their next trial, the interested wild ghosts following behind like a group of fans.

Gigi:

He waved a hand, grimacing. "god, no. I'll pass." He wasn't a smoker by any stretch of the imagination, and all he could think about is how much fucking mud he was getting all over the van. At least the ghost seemed a good sport about it all. He'd hate to be dealing with an angry one right now, all things considered.

Zaku:

Yikes. That look like it hurt.

Eevelion:

Gaius led the group to a fence, he would dismount before pointing to several targets in the distance “BEHOLD, FOR THIS WILL BE THY NEXT CHALLENGE, A SIMPLE ARCHERY CONTEST, CHOOSE THY CHAMPIONS MOST DEFT OF AIM.” He would pick up a bow and arrow near the fence, preparing himself for the contest.

(As many players as want can participate in this at once)

Gigi:

Braces groaned and grabbed his arm, watching this all unfold. At least archery had less risk to leave anyone in a state of dishevelment. "Don't look at me, guys."

Dezzy:

"I'll offer myself as tribute," wow what an archaic hunger games reference.

Sera:

"You can do it Chaqueta! Get us a win!"

Lief:

Haori bit back a snort at the poor joke, but rolled a shoulder to loosen himself up and stepped forward as well. He wasn't the best shot, but he wasn't bad either by any means. The more the merrier...or something. "You have my bow," he offered pulling one from- did he just...pick that off the ground?

Leona:

Having been battered around by the jousting, he declined "Someones gotta watch the Van, this guys only one good arm."

Eevelion:

“THEN THESE ONES SHALL BE MY OPPONENTS” boomed the ghost, wasting no time nocking the arrow and pointing it towards the middle target and letting it fly, watching as it embedded into the middle ring. “HA! A FINE SHOT TO START THE SHOW.” Meanwhile, a lizard like ghost had manned a scoreboard, changing a score meant to represent Gaius to 4.

Zaku:

"Kick his ass, Chaqueta!" A bit overenthusiastic there Obi, but the rally cry is definitely appreciated.

Lief:

Haori took a step forward, readying his bow first. If nothing else, he at least knew how to shoot archery. He might be a little rusty, but...he pulled into stance and made sure not to twist his elbow. His eyesight wasn't so good these days...still, the close target looked pretty clear. that ought to make for a decent shot. He lined it up and let fly- thwip went the arrow as it smacked into the bullseye mark.

"That's a pass," He sighed in relief. Not nearly so impressive as Gaius, but a good start.

Dezzy:

Chaqueta was feeling a bit bold, so she grabbed a spare rickety bow and arrow and launched the thing with as much confidence and vigor as a professional. She managed to hit the outer most ring, but missed the next time she fired.

Still, that was better than the critical failure she was expecting having never done something like this before so she was satisfied.

Eevelion:

As the Score Ghost changed Haori's score to 3 and Chaqueta's to 1, Gaius, feeling cocky after his last shot decided to be so bold as to fire on the farthest target, as he pulled back and released the arrow he was... a bit disappointed as it landed nowhere near the target, his entourage of ghosts seemingly disappointed as well.

Gigi:

Braces tried not to be too loud but he was definitely on the edge of his seat and pretty happy about all this before wincing and recoiling back to clutch his arm more.

Lief:

Haori was also feeling a little bolder. He nocked an arrow and let fly toward the middle target....the arrow fell short. He could practically hear the sad little wop wop wop noise as it clattered to the ground. "Welp," he muttered. He'd just have to put it all in for the last round, then.

Zaku:

A soft "Yes" along with a casual fist pump comes from Obi. He's a proud tree.

Eevelion:

Crown waved a ratty old flag she found to the side, cheering on her team's archers.

Dezzy:

Chaqueta kept her hands steady and breath held in until she released her arrow soaring through the distance and NAILING a bullseye on her target.

She jumped a little, surprising herself and was giddy as a horse, stomping her feet hooves in celebration.

Zaku:

Another fist pump. Fuck ye FUCK YE-

Ooop, don't get too excited there, Obi. Keep chill.

Eevelion:

The score ghost would reluctantly bump Chaqueta's score up to 4. Gaius meanwhile, deciding to be safer with his shot went only for the close target, firing an arrow and sticking it directly in the middle, 2 points. “AND SO I END THIS CONTEST WITH SIX POINTS, LET US SEE HOW YOU FARE, MY FOES.”

Gigi:

A soft "nice!" can be heard in the background.

Dezzy:

Chqueta waved off to the others, still proud of her second attempt before, recklessly aiming another arrow for a slightly more ambitious score. However, her arrogance would be her downfall as the arrow completely missed the target.

"Ah shoot." Now she felt embarrassed. She looked away from the others, too shy to see their, she assumed, disappointment.

Lief:

Haori aimed at the close target again. Two shots meant a better chance for points, right...? God, he hadn't done this in forever.

His fingers slipped as he loosed the first arrow- it came close but ended up sailing past the target without hitting it. The second....thunked into the ground several feet away.

"Ah, for shame. How ever will I face my people." He droned. He wasn't all that upset, he hadn't been expecting to win anyway.

Gigi:

Braces rubbed at his eyepatch, that was rough.

Eevelion:

The Score Ghost snickered a little as it saw it didn't have to change the scores. “ANOTHER VALIANT EFFORT MY FRIENDS, IT WOULD SEEM THE WINDS WERE NOT IN YOUR FAVOR, PERHAPS YOU SHALL FIND GLORY IN OUR FUTURE ENGAGEMENTS, NOW COME, WE HAVE COMPLETED HALF THE TRIALS.” Without another word he mounted his steed again and head toward a tent, beckoning the others to follow.

Leona:

"Looks like we werent the only ones with bad luck." Chimed Gakuran, with a beer in hand. "Though, you alright eyepatch?"

Lief:

Haori shuffled back in a slouched state, not particularly bothered. This ghost seemed really docile, honestly. Perhaps it had only been hassling travelers because it wanted people to do these events with. It was possible it would be satisfied just as long as they spent time with it so it could play. Kind of like a kid...

Then again, there was really no knowing for sure until the end.

Gigi:

"Aye, tis but a flesh wound," he replied to Gakuran, looking a little sour. "What's that ghost gonna do to me? Kill me again?"

Zaku:

Oh they're moving? Looks like they're moving. Obi follows.

Lief:

Haori stifled a laugh as he overheard the remark.

Leona:

"Probably but i think its having much more fun kicking our asses. " At least they were trying and didn't have to win. That made it a little less sour. "Kudos on giving it a warm up though"

Dezzy:

"Kinda wish the plague would come take me out I'll say," she joked. Even if she had failed she couldn't help but smile through it all. Genuinly it was pretty fun.

Lief:

"Hey, you kicked MY ass at least. You see that shot that fell short? Awful." He offered a crooked grin as he leaned against a fence post. "I thought I'd remember how to do this shit better, but I guess I'm getting old or something."

Zaku:

"Hey, you made some damn good shots though." Obi complimented her, giving the reporter a pat on the shoulder.

Gigi:

He was following the rest of the group, begrudgingly this time, really hoping there wasn't arm wrestling involved for the next stunt. "Thanks I guess, I just wish I could've done better, is all...," he groaned, scratching his hair with his uninjured arm.

Sera:

"Everyone did pretty good. Don't feel dismayed." Though having not contributed yet she has no right to judge anyone else's performance.

Eevelion:

As the party continued on to their next destination they would enter a tent and be greeted by a number of oaken barrels piled up in the back, radiating a strange menacing aura. “AND SO WE COME TO OUR THIRD CHALLENGE, A SIMPLE DRINKING GAME, WE WILL DO ROUNDS OF DRINKS, THE ONE WHO STANDS WHEN ALL OTHERS HAVE FALLEN SHALL BE PROCLAIMED THE VICTOR, PICK THY STRONGEST OF CONSTITUTION, ALL CHALLENGERS WELCOME! He'd plop down on a wooden bench, his armor creating a thunk despite his small stature.

Sera:

Spanx steps forward confidently, "I sat out the other two contests so it's at least my turn!"

Dezzy:

Despite her hubris, Chaqueta appricated the reassurances being given. Though soon as they entered the tent Chaqueta immediately lite up. BOOZE. ITS BEEN MONTHS SINCE SHE LAST HAD ALCHOHOL.

Zaku:

"...I'm with her." He's tall enough, might as well test some sort of body alcohol theory.

Gigi:

"You guys have at it."

Braces didn't seem eager to get involved in this one either, even if alcohol would help dull the pain.

Leona:

Having got a head start, Gakuran was game. He'd catch up to the crowd and join up. "At least this seems more fair"

Lief:

Haori waved his hand. "Not like I haven't been blackout drunk once or twice by this point in life anyway. Go big or go home," he smirked.

Eevelion:

The ghost entourage would bring up the first round of drinks “ALL RIGHT MY FRIENDS, I WISH YOU LUCK, AND BOTTOMS UP!” Raising the mug to his face he would chug the drink down, it evidently hit him pretty hard, already having him look pretty wet behind the ears.

Zaku:

Oh damn, ale. When the fuck was the last time Obi drank? It feels like a hot minute, but a challenge was a challenge. Taking the frothy mug, he follows suit with the ghost and chugs it down no sweat. Hmm. Ain't bad. He was waiting for it to be at least a bit off given the state of the world, but that's a solid mug right there. He slams it back down with ease.

Leona:

"This is the best thing to happen all day" Taking the round with nothing more than an easy gulp. "Not bad, give me another".

Dezzy:

Sweet alcoholism take her down. She pounded the drink down like a champ and knocked over her empty cup with gusto, "Fuck yeah, hit me again!"

Sera:

Spanx downs her drink. "This goes down surprisingly smooth for something that's been sitting abandoned for god knowns how long."

Lief:

Haori sniffed his drink. He had to be honest, his tolerance was fine, but something was just off about this stuff. And not in a rotten food kind of way. Well, no point chickening out now.

"Bottoms up," He mumbled, and tilted his head back to drain the mug.

...and then he continued tilting until he was on the floor. On his back. Groaning sickly. "Okay, I'm. Done." He choked- just before passing out. Something wrong indeed.

Eevelion:

As the entourage brought the second tray Gaius snatched a mug and downed it, as he came back down he slapped the table with raucous laughter “HAHAHA! SEEMS I'VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO HOLD MY DRINK, ANOTHER HIT LIKE THAT AND I DOUBT I'LL BE STANDING!” he would continue laughing and shaking the table as his opponents took their drinks.

Leona:

Spoke too soon, as this drink was one too many. This one combined with the other would be his undoing. After finishing, he'd gracefully lay down and let everyone else suffer instead.

Gigi:

Well, this wasn't looking good. Braces was grabbing his mouth in his hand, looking around. Hm.....

"Dude you shouldn't have had that beer before you went into the tent." he finally muttered as Gakuran went onto the ground.

Zaku:

Obi takes another hearty swig of that ale. The fizzyness is startin' to get to him just a teensy bit, but other than that, it's a damn good mug.

Leona:

Gakuran having drunk too much could only mutter back "Worth it" knowing that he was gonna fail anyway but free alcohol was free.

Dezzy:

Her hubris is rmtruely her down fall, for even with a side of bread Chaqueta was shitfaced. She didn't really care, hiwever, it seemed from his giggly she was.

"Heeheheheheh...." She slumped against Obi, unable to support herself. " oops a daisy I did a fucky wuckyyy... You smell good."

Zaku:

Anotha' one? Anotha one. And the alcoholic content is starting to get to him, but he's still got things under control. Hopefully.

Eevelion:

As the table started to clear, the bartender ghosts brough out 3 more drinks, Gaius grabbing his and chugging "HAHA, BARELY HIT ME, SEEMS IM GETTING MY SECOND WIND!"

Sera:

Spanx manages to finish her last drink and mumbles out an, "I'm sorry, that was just a little too much," and falls forward, snoring into her arm.

Zaku:

The sight of a shitfaced chaqueta though did earn a snicker from the archangel as he held onto her shoulder.

"You did the best you could, dear."

Eevelion:

One more tray, two drinks, Gaius took his mug and clinked it to Obi's "CHEERS MY FRIEND! THIS WILL BE THE DECIDING FACTOR!" Tilting it back he'd chug, then slump his head onto the table, he was done.

Gigi:

Casually, Someone was popping in and tampering with the ale. The ghosts didn't even seem to notice, nice.

Zaku:

Obi takes that third mug and drinks it whole, slamming the mug down after another good chug and looking back at his ghastly competitor, a glint of determination burning in the archangels eyes.

Gigi:

The culprit clenches his fist quietly, trying to remain unseen yet.

Dezzy:

"Woo woooo~" Chaqueta drunkenly cheered on. God was Obi always this sexy?

Eevelion:

And so, Obi stood alone among a pile of drunk nearly-to-fully passed out people, the sole victor. The attendant ghost's bringing out pitcher's of water to help bring people back to their feet, this would be a good time to give everyone a breather.

Sera:

Spanx wakes up, eats some of the bread and proceeds to talk, "Slo, diwd hwe hwin?"

Lief:

a splash of water got Haori back to his senses. He wasn't happy about being damp, but the glass offered to him for drinking helped clear up the dizziness surprisingly well. What was in that ale, he wondered. Normally he could knock back a good clip of shots of something nice and strong before he needed to quit.

"Spooky," he sighed, and stretched. Looked like everyone but Obi had seen the same fate. "At least we finally took one, I gather?"

Eevelion:

Crown would cheer Obi on “Congrats Obi! You got the first win of the day! Though I didn't realize drinking contests were really a knightly thing, maybe I should be taking notes.”

Zaku:

Alright, up you go, little lady. Obi picks up Chaqueta princess style, helping up Spanx along the way. And Haori as well.

Gigi:

"Its more a thing people do to flex on each other, but I figure it works for shows of manliness or whatever as well," Braces interjected as he stretched himself out--arm still hurt but it felt good to not be crouched down after a nice victory.

Zaku:

Oh and cheers from Crown as well? This day was already made.

Zaku:

"Honestly? Neither did I. Think it's some sort of valor thing. But I'll definitely count it as a victory."

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R Tizfake Testing Event - June 8, 2019

Eevelion: As the Research department at HQ opened it's doors for the testing, all volunteers would be ushered through the halls by a number of goggled researchers and through a set of security doors. On the other side of the doors our attendees would find themselves in a large room, mostly empty aside from a large blast door on the opposite end with a catwalk above, as well as a one-sided window, presumably for the researchers to watch the test. As the last of the group was corralled into the room the door would close behind them, leaving them with dead silence before the event truly started.

Dezzy: Outside of the car rides she was employed to chauffeur demons, Lessy had to say she rarely interacted with demons. Even more rare did she or Cab see them outside of the human disguises, so she was trying her best not to stare. Emphasis on "trying". Occassionally she would try to sneak glances of their horns or compare their colorful skin tones to hers. Still, she kept hands mostly to herself, putting herself on idle, rolling on the balls of her legs.

"Man, I don't think I've ever been in this department yet, let alone the others." Lessy still considered herself new to this world, however, being here did give her a positive sense of purpose.

Gigi: Necktie was PR why did he need to be dragged in for testing--his ear had been chewed off about something to the effect of 'yearly physicals', or was it 'counter-investigative journalism'? God, he couldn't remember now, it was like his brain turned to static whenever research was mentioned as of late. Still his posture was composed as ever, chest out, chin up, customer service face on.

There were, unfortunately, humans here, as he would be made painfully aware.

"New arrival, I see?" get out, get out of here.

Dezzy: "More or less. I'm used to working from my own mobile office and driving you guys around." Still swaying on her heels, she glanced up at the ceiling as it was rude to stare (though on could argue not making eye contact was equally rude)Cab would occasionally work on their aim in infranty, but Lessy didn't know that. Or she guessed, maybe she did since she was spontaneously better at darts since they joined HQ? Hmm.

Gigi: He tapped a gloved hand to his chin, staring upward. "I think ive heard of a chauffeur somewhere around in the files," He tucked that hand behind his back just as quickly, offering his other for a shake. "Welcome to Research, then! I'm not from this department, though, so...no tours."

Dezzy: It took a moment for Lessy to realize Necktie had offered his had, to which she quickly grabbed perhaps too much vigor. "Thanks!"

Taking back her own gloved hand she gave a cheesy grin and a salute." Yep that's me! Need a ride just holla at ya girl." She winked while making a 'call me' gesture with her hand. "Names Sleeveless Hoodie by the way. Though everyone just calls me Lessy."

Gigi:His return shake was firm in kind. "I'll keep that in mind," he smiled. he had his own valets, but ok. Bringing up his name might bring some unwanted gossip his way, actually, now that he thought of it--jeez, why was he forced to do this anyway?

"Pleasure to meet you, Mx.Sleeveless. People are probably going to be yelling 'Necktie' at me, so let's just get that out of the way so there's no confusion, yes?" He gesticulated his arms around, as if trying to stir some nebulous concept around. "My appearance here doesn't mean anything."

Dezzy: Lessy didn't really recall Necktie as the owner of Diamond Jail on first name alone, let alone appearance. Her curiosity did get the better of her as her eyes wandered down to his namesake. "Necktie huh? So like, your tie thingy turns into a weapon for real??"

She scratched at the side of her head, perplexed by idea of clothing becoming something other than what it was. " Like, we my dad was trying to get me into the family buisness he told me a few things about all this. I thought he was fucking with me! It just sounds so dumb... Underwear transforming into weapons."

Zaku: "Mhmm, yup. Yeah, I'm walking right in. It'll probably be for, I 'unno, two or so hours? Money's on the table if you want to order out, just...don't do anything crazy, alright? Ok...love you too."

Ending the call, the blue haired demon did a quick run back of his hair, a tick of sorts he kept for as long as he's known. Pack's interactions with the demon community was slightly sparce to say the least. He'd hope with how downlow he had been, Guillory would practically be a new name of sorts. But hey, he had been cooped up for a while, and Netti had doted on him not being a "cooped up bachelor", so here he was.

Gigi: "It's not quite underwear, though that's a common misconception--actually it felt more common back when I was younger," He let out a laugh. "But yes, it can do that--actually I think I should be,..."

He took a moment to get the eldredge knot untied with one hand, stretching the fabric taut and a split second later, it took on a bright blue glow, shifting into its two-pronged form.

"We're supposed to have our weapons ready, right?" He called up to the balcony, hoping one of the goggled cronies up top would like, give him a thumbs-up or something.

Eevelion: In response to Necktie's question came a crackle from an intercom as a familiar voice (to Necktie at least) came over the system “You can have your weapon out right now if you waaant, but you don't need to, you'll know when you'll want them.” then another crackle as it turned off.

Zaku: Ah. New company. Welp, time to mingle I guess.

"Evenin'."

Dezzy: Lessy's eyes went wide and sparkly at the sight before her! Magic is real!! Well, she knew that already to an extent but seeing it happen was amazing. "WHOOA HO HO! That's seriously the most fucking awesome shit I've seen in, like, ever! "

She then leaned in close and whIspered, "And I've seen some weird shit with LSD."

Popping back into her place and still juiced from Necktie summoning Eldgredge she noticed the other demon in the room,skipping any formalities. "What about you? What does your thing turn into? Can I see please!"

Zaku: Woah, hello there personal space. Welp, he ain't one to be a party pooper. He already spent most of his early years doing that.

"Uh, yeah, sure thing." Clipping off his name sake, tossed it in the air and let it transform, catching The Fix taking it's form, the blade crackling a bit.

Gigi: Necktie gave a shrug, leaning on his weapon; there wasn't much he could do with tile but at least it functioned the way any other staff was supposed to. His attention was turned to the other, noting the fanny pack and its usage as a transformation catalyst. Spear and a sword, both melee.....This was going to be ugly wasn't it.

"Well, I certainly hope whatever we're facing doesn't need a gun to take care of," He laughed, though his smile seemed somewhat strained.

Zaku: "Right there with you." Pack chimed in. Ah, nervous laughing. He too knew this art of deception.

Dezzy: Lessy stumbled back a few steps when Pack threw his weapon in the air. It was like seeing fireworks, kinda! She was in awe,"So cooooool...."

At the mention of fire arms Lessy snapped out of her starstruck trance, " oh! I have a gun" from the inside of her hoodie she pulled out her silencer, twirling it in her hand before catching it. She seemed to have surprised herself at the trick but said nothing about it. Cab must of learned it, the dork. "I got your backs."

Eevelion: Now that everyone had had a bit to get situated, the proctor would finally show themselves as Robe entered from a door on one side of the catwalk, a wooden easel and canvas in one arm, and her other hand interlocked with a sort of... paint bucket with arms and feet, though it's color scheme obviously denoted it as a ghost. The catwalk would clank as the pair made their way to the center, where Robe would set up the easel behind them and then turn to face the group before clearing her throat and addressing them loudly “Hellooooo everyone! Thank you all so much for coming, the test will beginning shortly, but before then I'd like to make doubly sure everyone is aware of the rules, and to answer a few questions you might have.”

Rummaging through her pockets she'd grab a copy of the flier that she had used to invite everyone here, reading it aloud “First, the rules. One, you can't attack me or my friend here.” She'd gesture to the paint bucket ghost at this “Two, try not to hit each other for no reason, if you hit someone cause they're blocking your shot, I don't care, just don't be dumb about it. Three, I say when the test begins and ends, when I say the test is over you put away your weapons, no questions asked. And four, aside from a few exceptions, nobody leaves while the test is in progress. Aside from those I also get to add new rules as I see fit.” She'd crumple the paper then shove it back in her pocket “And with that out of the way, let's take a few questions.”

Gigi: Oh, that explained a lot as to how he got dragged here, specifically. Necktie lifted a hand up with a fluid motion, as if he was some sort of aristocrat hailing a cab.

Eevelion: Robe would lean on the railing of the catwalk as she looked at Necktie "Hi Mr. Necktie! Good to see you getting out of the club, anyways, you got a question?"

Gigi: "yes, I kind of got forced out of my hidey-hole, but it's always a pleasure to help you out, Miss Robe!" This time the smile was actually genuine, though nobody really could tell, aside from his tone changing just a bit. "We look a little, oddly balanced, do you have any protocols in place in case we get ah, just absolutely punched to death like a common incel?

Eevelion: Robe giggled at Necktie's question as she dangled her arm over the side “Yeah your teams looking a little bare, and I thought your chances of winning were low even with like, double your current size, but don't worry though, if we notice you taking a beating we'll call for a break to get you out of the arena, only slightly worse for wear!”

Gigi: "Alright, thank you," He didnt seem any relieved at this, seems as though he just called himself a common incel indirectly. Unfortunate. Oh well, if it meant helping Chaleco's kid out, he was happy to. He took a deep breath, trying to not look too full of dread.

Dezzy: Club? Necktie? Lessy's singular braincell was working overtime to put two and two together. She scratched her chin lightly, looking off to the floor. Something about it rung a bell but the more Lessy tried to think about it, the more distant it became till her mind was gone from that moment. Her eyes glazed over, as if she froze for a second but immediately came back. Though it wasn't exactly her who came back.

Cab jumped a bit in their skin, having being brought to the front in a very unfamiliar location. They scanned the area and took note of the demons that were present in their normal flesh. Cab felt around their person, looking for something but didn't find what they were looking for. Lessy was always bad at keeping record of events in case Cab took over. Though more frustrating was what Cab was wearing like HONESTLY LESSY you're at WORK. Cab immediately zipped up their hoodie to salvage some modesty.

"Yes, ah, I had a question as well." Cab infered from what was going on. They were being tested or something. Their whole air had went from energetic ball to a more somber and professional tone. " My memory escapes me, what is the object today from this here's test?"

Zaku: "Yeah, what they said." Pack chimed in, returning The Fix back the it's standard form. Huh. Cute kid. Had the cheery eyes of Netti back when she was little.

Eevelion: Robe picked herself up from the railing to address her latest question "Very good question! I tried to keep it vague on the fliers since the theatrics are way more fun, but you'll be fighting..." She'd take a moment to hunch over and pick up her paint bucket companion, sitting him on top of the railing "A little collaboration project between me and this little guy. In fact, seeing as how you've each given a question, and yes, backing up someone else's question counts as asking." She'd produce a remote from her pocket "I think it's time we get started." And with that, she'd flick the remote, causing the huge steel doors in front of the party to begin to slide open.

Eevelion: As the doors opened and light filtered in, the attendees could get their first glimpse of their opponent, and it was large, orange, and kinda drippy. When the doors fully opened the creature slid out from it's containment chamber and stood in front of the group in it's full glory, a pudgy ectoplasmic dinosaur, it would blink it's eyes at them before giving the ground a mighty thump and roaring. Robe would beam before raising her arms high into the air “And here they are! Try not hold back, we wanna see just how much they're capable of, and half-hearted fighters give rotten data, and with that, the test is begun!”

Gigi: Oh, he did not like the sound of the doors parting, he did not like the size of the shadow he could see. Damn, this really was a mammoth of a thing, wasn't it? What had Robe fed it, exactly? He pulled himself into a position that lowered his center of gravity, two hands on the spear. He really wished he wore contacts today.

Zaku: "...Well damn." Pack looked up at the rather chubby...what was that, a tyrannosaurus? Nah, looked more like a fat Godzilla.

Yeah...yeah, fat Godzilla.

Dezzy: A collaboration? With that small kiddy looking ghost and equally small child? No, no, Cab shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Looks can be deceiving for all they knew. And what do you know, they were right. That thing was GIANT. Now they were wishing it was something more simplistic and smaller in scale. Scarfing down their fears and checking their silencer they gave a steady sigh, "I got your back covered."

Lessy had already said something similar before they switched, but Cab didn't know. Doesn't sound as cool the second time.

Eevelion: Seeing how the group was conceding the first move, the inky behemoth was glad to take it, rearing around to swipe at the three still clumped together with it's tail. Meanwhile Robe plucked RT off the railing, walking back to the easel and turning her namesake into Chroma, she'd look down to her companion and ask “Well, should we give our masterpiece some support?” with a thumbs up of approval from the bucket she'd dip the brush into his ectoplasmic pool and bring it to the canvas while she thought of what to draw.

Gigi: Necktie jumped up, letting two sets of bright blue wings carry him out of the way. Tryingto steer he only just barely seemed to get him out of the way, the tail swiping past his backbone, a pole-vaulter over a pole. He kept flying, trying not to hesitate and landing a heavy stab into its neck. He was getting tossed around a bit, though the behemoth's neck was pretty fat it still seemed irritating enough of a strike-- he was being shook around and losing his hold. He kind of stuck it in there too deep. He looped a hand into one of Eldredge's hilt holes, letting himself finally fly free with the spear after the ghost successfully dislodged him.

Dezzy: Swiftly, Cab jumped back far enough for the beast to miss them entirely. However, the misplaced their footing, disoriented a bit from the switch, and ridiculously missed shooting the ghost’s head and flew way past it’s shoulder. Cab kneeled down, rubbing their temple with their free hand as they tried to shake off the rust. They whispered harshly to themselves“C’mon, c’mon nows our chance to show what were made of...”

Eevelion: No sooner than it finished it's sweep attack the Behemoth felt a prick on it's neck as Necktie's spear, it would give a violent shake to try to dislodge the demon and his weapon, and when it no longer felt the object stuck in it's neck it would focus on the first thing to cross it's vision, in this case, Cab, lifting one of it's fin-like paws to bring it down on top of them, the new holes in it's neck dripping orange. Robe would look over her shoulder to notice first blood being drawn, and that the behemoth seemed to have momentarily lost track of it's assailant, Robe decided on her first drawing, drawing a bulky circle with a nub on one end and a wiggly line coming out of that nub, she'd look down at RT and after sharing a nod, the drawing fell off of the canvas, becoming a real object. She'd grab this object and bring it over the railing, yelling down to Necktie “Hey! Mr Necktie! Catch this!” grinning as a spark ignited on the fuse of her painted bomb as she tossed it to him.

Zaku: "Welp...let's get to work." Summoning Fix once again, Pack gave it a few test swings before going for the big guy himself...and just thrusting air.

"...Right, shit. You don't have ranged functions." Yeah, no shit it doesnt, you goof. Try again, next time.

Gigi: He landed with a skid on his back, turning his head to see Pack doing....whatever it was he was doing. "y-you don't know how to use your own weapon?!" Dear Satan, this was looking to be some kind of hopeless between a human and a PR representative. He wasn't able to think on that statement too long, hearing something familiar telling him something and....

SHIT

He grabbed the thing, fumbling rather comically for a few handslaps' worth of time before slinging it somewhere--anywhere, and running as fast as he could in the opposite direction.

"you're going to need to get close to it somehow unless you want to launch your weapon, which for the record I do NOT Advise!!"

Dezzy: Cab’s dizzyness spell wore off too little to late as the goopy hand of the ghost came slamming down on their little body. They grunted in pain as the monster’s paw pressed against their back, seeping its weird paint into Lessy’s clothes. Normally Cab would be happy another one of Lessy’s flamboyant outfits would be unwearable but now wasn’t the time. Feebly, she tried to crawl out from under the ghosts paw but, as Silver the hedgehog would say, “Its no use!”

But instead, Cab seethed wily pully at the half of their body that was free, “Fucking god dammit!” Cab didn’t want to ask for help, they had to prove themselves capable they couldn't let go of their pride just yet.

Zaku: "Look, it's been a hot minute, alright?" Making shit was one thing, but actually using it was where Pack was rusty. Fine. Let's get physical then.

Only to not even hit the fucker. But hey, he was close. Necktie, can Pack borrow your glasses, because this man's depth perception is fucking infuriating.

Eevelion: Catching Cab underneath it's paw, the behemoth picked up the driver and prepared to shove them in its mouth, that is at least, until Robe yelled from the catwalk “Hey! No eating the attendees! I'd get in huge trouble if I let someone die during this.” Behemoth, now somewhat confused what to do with Cab, sort of just, gingerly set them down on the floor, turning their attention to Pack flailing uselessly at it and giving a swipe at him with their big ol' paw.

As Robe's paint bomb exploded harmlessly away from everyone, she got to brainstorming her next drawing, deciding on a little raincloud that she sent floating over the battleground toward Necktie, drizzling him a little bit before loosing a thunderbolt beneath it.

Gigi: Necktie took this opportunity of confusion to try and swing for another attack, but underestimated the behemoth's speed and...kind of didn't hit where he wanted to. He tried to put more distance between him and the lizard, but flying backwards sometimes means you just end up bumping on top of a raincloud and getting stuck there. Oh, it felt like paint, he hated this.

Dezzy: Necktie wasn’t the only one having a bad time with the paint monsters. Cab was simply, drenched in goop. They couldn't move as freely till they got all that shit off. Angrily they swiped at their limbs to remove the goop. “Great. Just great. They had to literally nerf the ghost just so you wouldn't die great job, Cab.”

Zaku: Hey-hey, he finally hit the fucker. Granted, on the blunt end of The Fix. And non-lethally at that. But hey, this thing is... surprising goopy. Is that even a word? Goopy? Pretty durable dino tho.

Eevelion: As the behemoth missed another attack it started to realize, tiny things are pretty hard to hit, still, it wasn't stopping time yet, so it went in to grab that demon that had been buzzing around it trying to poke it, AKA Necktie. Robe was already readying her next drawing, a baseball bat and matching baseball popping out of the canvas as she finished, she grabbed the bat and RT grabbed the baseball, throwing it up in the air while Robe yelled “Fore!” sending the ball flying towards Cab with a meaty thwack.

Gigi: He was trying his darndest to get off of this cloud but its like, kind of hard to get off of a paint-cloud without making a mess and he was trying to get covered with as little paint as possible, which was like trying not to fall in the mud pit of a game show obstacle course. In fact, he was too preoccupied to notice a the monster swat at him, which he tired to stop with his spear, but it just went through harmlessly and he got absolutely clamped.

"THIS SUIT IS -----GHGHGHHFPFPPGPP," he got cut off before he could lament what brand it was, or if it was new or not, but we can only assume it was expensive.

Zaku: Aaand another swing. And another hit absorbed by the meat. Y'know that old show from the twenty first century way back then about the square sponge and how one episode had him absorbing punches like a...well, sponge? Yeah, imagine that but with a knife and a giant chubby [REDACTED]Zilla.

Dezzy: Chaleco would of been proud of that meaty thwack upside Cab's head. Unfortunately, they aren't him and that smack disoriented them once more that it made them miss the thing by just a hair. " Seriously?!" Cab called out to Robe. They then mumbled fustratedly as they rubbed the side of their head.

Eevelion: After a quick high five over that sick baseball pitch and swing Robe and RT put their hands to their chins (or roughly where the chin would be, in RT's case) trying to think of what to draw up next, hmm, let's let them get back to you next round. Now that the behemoth had gotten a hold of that pesky mosquito they decided to kill two birds with one mosquito shaped stone as they threw the soggy Necktie at Pack.

Zaku: And anotha stab. What the fuck, man. What kind of paint is that Robe kid working with? Also, hey Necktie. Yeesh, that must be frustrating to have all that paint on you, huh?

"You alright?" He asks them, lending a hand to help the demon up.

Dezzy: All that rage in a tiny pink body built up enough resolve for Cab to say fuck you to this unlucky streak and shoot the fucker straight in the chest where Cab assumed its heart would be. Even after the shitshow their performance started it, it did feel good for them to get one good hit in and they smirked to prove that.

Gigi: He took the hand, knowing full well that depending on the paint it was possible he'd end up glued there if he waited too long. He REALLY hoped the ghost wasn't acrylic, but he also REALLY REALLY hoped the ghost wasn't oil either. It was too thick to be watercolor. This was unfortunate all around.

He tried to shake himself off, getting little flecks of orange scattered around. The human thankfully had it covered, it seemed. "I'll manage, I guess." He tried to run and take a hit at the ghost, but he was moving exceptionally slower than he was already and opted to throw the bident instead to try and get a proper hit--which uh, didn't work out so hot.

Eevelion: The behemoth was kind of surprised to see a bullet get lodged so deeply in itself, losing focus on its attackers and instead clumsily trying to use its paws to dig it out. Robe and RT meanwhile snickered to themselves as they set out sheets of canvas on the floor of the catwalk, they'd need some more room for what they were making, and once those were set out, they'd get to work putting together their project.

Gigi: Necktie proceeded to move, taking the opportunity to grab his spear and stab again....but the stab wasn't very successful. This felt like too long between attacks, and he took it as an opportunity to try and put distance between them once more.

Dezzy: "Well that was almost as short-lived as Lessy's relationship with her mother." Dark humor. It helps ease the pain as their next shot for the chest was absorbed in the thing.

Zaku: Anotha' stab, anotha' failed attempt for it to do damage. Seriously, what kind of paint was this kid using??

Eevelion: While everyone down on the testing floor was having their fun, Robe was finishing up her painting, after a brief look at her work, she grabbed RT and flew up to the ceiling with him where he snapped his fingers, causing a tidal wave of paint to cascade to the floor below. The behemoth didn't notice the wave forming behind it, but they did manage to pull the bullet out of them, they would have gone in for another attack, were it not for the wave crashing into them as they were getting ready.

Gigi: Oh, he was moving way too slow now, and even if he had two sets of wings he got hit anyway and got slammed down into the paint abyss, and hard.

Dezzy: Cab quickly climbed up the behemoth's tail as to avoid getting hit by the oncoming wave. All the meanwhile they clung like a cat on the thing's tail, Cab wondered where everything went wrong. Maybe they'd go to the shooting range and work on their came some more while they were still in control of Lessy's body. After a nice long bath of course.

Zaku: Alright, you big chubby painted fuck, Pack's getting pissed. Finally managing to pierce the fatty, jolts of electricity surged from the blade and into the big chungus of a ghost.

Was...was that meme still relevant in the 22nd century? What even is relevant.

Eevelion: The behemoth kind of stumbled under the wave, but it wasn't too unpleasant for it, just kind of annoying at most, what was REALLY annoying though was getting shocked in the side, the electric weapon charring a section of their goopy skin, the behemoth brought up a goopy paw, about to slap the offending demon when Robe called out "Alright that's enough for now, the test is over. Back in the pen for now" And like a puppy heeling to it's master the behemoth obliged, heading back behind the steel doors as it closed. Robe would clap for the victorious(?) testees "Good job everyone on not getting TOTALLY smashed, though I think the results would have been more interesting with a couple more attendees this was still very insightful." Taking out her remote she'd flick a switch and drains would begin siphoning the flood of paint from the room "Anyways, give the room a few minutes to empty out and you'll all be free to go, if you wanna hand in your clothes to the other researchers we can get them cleaned. I in the meanwhile will go return Artie to stasis, I'll return in a few minutes." Taking RT's hand in hers she'd exit the chamber through the same door she had entered, leaving the party alone in a slowly draining pool of paint.

Gigi: Necktie was splayed out on the floor, crusted in orange, just contemplating his life and his life choices. So this is how it was, huh, getting beaten by a paint ghost. Irony was one hell of a drug. Finally, he got up, removing his jacket (leaving a very fun and flirty orange triangle on his collar. caution, slow-moving vehicle.)

That being said, he held the jacket out as far away from the rest of his body as possible, watching the coattails drip. Disgusting.

Dezzy: Cab Declawed themself from the beast as it left and trudged their way back to the group. Lessy's hoodie and socks were the only real casualty of the event. Her boota, gloves and shorts were made of spandex and rubber so the paint just slide off. However it really wasn't any more favorable that Cab was left in a bikini for a top till they got home. The crossed their arms, unpleased with many things, but mainly themself.

Zaku: He hit it. That's all that matters from this out come. Returning Fix to it's base form, he now took note of the paint coating his clothes.

Well shit. He hoped that paint wasn't acrylic. Clothing choices weren't his forte.

Eevelion: A few minutes later and the floor had mostly drained away, just in time for Robe to re-enter through the main door with a spring in her step "Hello hello everyone, now that the room's drained you're free to go, I gotta stay behind though to clean up some of the mess." she'd grin at the party "I also want to thank you all again for coming, not too many people did but it's still better than nothing, I owe you all, I could take you all out to dinner or something sometime? Nothing too expensive though, I'm on a budget."

Zaku: "I'll keep it in mind. Not a bad ghost you made, kid. You've got some potential in ya." Pack remarked.

Gigi: "He's got a point it's...quite the vexing little bugger," His smile was strained but only because of the clothes, really, there was a real warmth to his tone. "And that's fine, just uh, tell your dad I said hi or something."

Dezzy: Cab stared as the paint began to drain slowly from the area. What an awful day, what would papa Wayfarer say if he could see Lessy now? Long story short Cab was bummed. They didn't want to make eye contact with any of the demons and stared at the floor as they walked. The only thing other than tiled floor she made eye contact with has her boobs.

Her perky little boobs that had some left over paint on them. Lessy would probably be into body paint. Once again they started to disassociate as someone other than Cab drew a little star on their chest.

Glaxay was due for paint job again Lessy remembered. Just as she thought of that she realized where she was again. Shoot, did Cab take over during the WHOLE test? It seemed so as Robe was congratulating them for their participation for the day. "Fuck yeah we did!" She cheered, unaware of whether it was technically true or not, "sweet free too? Today was fucking awesome!"

Eevelion: "Well you guys weren't really fighting a ghost per se, that's why you didn't have to use nullifiers, you were fighting one of Artie's constructs, kinda like those things I kept throwing at you but with a lot more work put into it, instead of those little doodles." She clapped her hands together "Anyways though, if you change your mind or wanna call up the favor you have my number, well actually you don't, except Necktie he might have my home number, just call HQ they know how to reach me." Taking a mop and a bucket she'd start scrubbing down the test area, waving off the others as they left.

Zaku: Nullifiers? Uh...huh. That was a new thing. But hey, Pack would have time to get used to all of this demon tech mumbo jumbo properly. But for now, he's got a favor in his pocket, and that outcome seems pretty nice, yeah? Yeah.

Now to get home and try to wash this shit off. This'll be an interesting story for Netti

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Throwback Theurgist Event - Jan 1, 2018

Eevelion: It was roughly noon as the crowd finished gathering in the meeting hall a tall sharply dressed scientist stepped up to the podium, adjusting his tie and glasses before straightening a stack of papers in his hands, clearing his throat, and adjusting his glasses again before addressing the crowd “Alright, is this all the attendants? Mediocre turnout, but sufficable. Anyway, onto business, at eleven-hundred hours this morning a ghost was found to have escaped lab containment, on checking the surveillance cameras, the closest time we can point to it having escaped was around ten-hundred hours. Now on-” As they were about to continue another scientist, this one smaller and significantly more energetic than their stick-in-the-mud colleague, ran up to their side and started pushing him away from the podium “Shoo, you weren't supposed to be handling this briefing, the effects still haven't worn off.” The male scientist was somewhat resistant at first but relented shortly after, yelling back at the admin as he head off into a back room “I'll be telling HR about this!”As the admin took her place at the podium she pat some dust off her coat and gave a sigh before continuing “Okay, sorry about that, okay let's see, he gave the times, well, military time, It was found to have escaped at 11-o-clock and the cameras said it got out at 10-o-clock, just so we're clear.” She gave an inquisitive look at the papers the other scientist left on the podium before wadding them up and tossing them at a nearby trash basket “Anyway, so what you saw with that guy was kind of one of the effects of the ghost we're looking for, got him while it was on its way out, I'll explain that in more detail later. So, this ghost, Throwback Theurgist is what someone in the labs named it, firstly, it can disguise itself as any sort of appliance, phones, laundry machines, radios, only problem with that disguise is that it always looks like a really outdated version of that thing, like, it could be a landline, a washing board, or a walkman respectively, that's kind of how it escaped, someone didn't notice one of those 1980's brick phones at the checkpoint. Okay, second power, it's got this tongue, usually hidden under a grille or something on whatever it's disguised as, any appliance it licks with that tongue turns into an outdated version of itself, so pretty much the same thing as its disguise ability but applied to other things.” She stopped to take a breath before continuing the briefing“Finally, last power, it's what you saw with that guy and is kind of the hardest part to explain, when people get licked by the ghost, it turns them into sort of like, a flatter version of themselves, like, they're not uhhh, fully developed as people, using our example, as you saw, he was a very boring straightlace scientist, well, last week he was balancing a hoagie on his nose among other things. Anyway, using what we know of the ghost, it's likely still in the city, probably hiding in some appliance store, we want you all to make your best effort to recapture it, it's probably one of the least destructive ghosts we have down there, so we're not authorizing you to destroy it, but feel free to rough it up a bit if it'll make capture easier. Just remember if you notice any super obsolete equipment in a store or something, that's probably where it's hiding and to keep any grilles or the like pointed away from you, if its tongue touches you this mission will be harder on everyone. There is both digital and analog ghost capture gear available for you all in the lockers, use whatever you feel will work best for you.” With her briefing concluded she head the same direction her afflicted colleague went, mumbling to herself “Stupid papers didn't even have anything written on them.”

EverSoNitro: Mous crossed her arms as she listened to the briefing, quirking an eyebrow as the first scientist was shooed off the stage. From the sound of things, this didn't seem like an especially destructive ghost, so at least PR didn't have to worry about having a lot to cover up when this was all done with. So long as her colleagues weren't running around like a bunch of lunatics, at least. But hey, this promised to be a good excuse to get out from behind her desk. She'd have to keep her phone on her though, in case her favorite radio station got wind of things while they were trying to take care of it.

Dezzy: Pendant eyed around the room with hidden caution. She would try to get to the ghost first before anyone took advantage of freedom to rough up the ghost. Poor little thing is genuinely harmless… And if Pendant could capture it first they could have it lick and transform her appliances into vintage aesthetic. A colorless TV, VCR, tapes, phone and the such would sure do nicely to gothen up her cove. She simply gave a nod at the end of meeting, striding over to Mous since she seemed one of the more reliable attendees. “Might be a good idea to search in pairs, or something, to catch Throwback,whatever.” Her tone was tonless and nonchalant, ready to get down to buisness but also with an air of dismisal.

Gigi: Ascot leaned back in her chair, arms behind her head. She let out a tiny smirk, what kind of silly prank was this? It'd be a break from the normal shenanigans in her department at least so, whatever. Being roped into stuff pertaining to research was always weird, but....apparently they needed crowd control, or something.Why couldn't they get their own succubus for this, anyway? "Hey, question," she raised her voice a bit, otherwise unmoving. "What if we're dumber than a box of rocks and don't know exactly what model of ipod from 2069 we're looking for, anyway? People are all about going retro these days, maybe it's a new Nebula s420 or something I didn't hear anything about."

Proph: Peasant Top picked his teeth with a small knife, scoffing to himself as the ghost's list of "powers" was rattled off. "I thought we'd have literal walking cannons or somethin' by now." Regardless, he was trained as a frontliner, so odd jobs like this are par from the course. Listening to Ascot's question, he was glad all he carried on him was the aforementioned wittling blade. What can that downgrade to, raw steel?

Eevelion: Admin stopped short of leaving the room to turn to Ascot “Well, Throwback seems to only be able to disguise as and turn things into versions pre-year 2000, so it definitely won't be disguised as a smartphone at all, please use your best judgment and try not to break someone's nose to get their Blackberry or whatever.” she'd also turn to Peasant Top “The walking cannons are in a different section of research, please don't underestimate the diversity of our projects.”

Proph: "'s'fair." was his reply. Let's be fair, we all know who would issue walking cannons, or at least watch them get made, and the last thing PT wants to do is cross that amazon in ANY way. Self preservation at its finest.

EverSoNitro: Mous glanced to Pendant and nodded. "Indeed. Having a few smaller groups would help us keep a low profile out in public, I imagine a large swarm of us roving around would raise suspicion." Of course, as Ascot spoke up, she couldn't help but give out a little scoff. "Well, fortunately for those less observant among us, the... let's say more experienced and worldly among us should have an eye for such minor details, like myself, for instance. If you're not sure about something, I'd be happy to help you identify a "genuine article" from a vintage reproduction."

Gigi: She gave Mous a look that seemed just as boredly acerbic as her voice. "I'm pretty sure I can tell a gramophone from a record player, grandma."

HappyPaca: She-la was just comming out of a repair shop after getting her bike a good old fashion tune up from one of the only repair shops in city tht would take her old clunker. But it was her old clunker and she love it. doesn't matter how old her bike gets it's still running like a dream to her. She didn't have much planned for that day so for a moment she pulled over and parked to take a drink of water and take out her phone to see if there was anything going on today.

Dezzy: Pendant knew she had picked the perfect partner for today, vintage mood board post on tumblr here she come. She was going to get sooooo many followers after this. “The mall might be a good hotspot to check out. Plenty of tech like phones, tvs, kiddy video games a plenty for it mess with and junk.” Pendant could already imagine the tears on some 10 year olds face as their precious game console turned into gameboy classic.

EverSoNitro: Mous huffed a bit at Ascot's reply, particularly the "grandma" comment. "Well, if you discover you can't, I'll be here to assist." She nodded to Pendant. "Good thinking. And, if it does happen to be there, it shouldn't be too hard to keep it contained until we capture it."

Proph: "You always bicker like this?" Peasant Top snipes as he stood into a groaning stretch. "I know you're a bit eccentric like any celebrity, but do you even HAVE a limit?" He starts to lumber off in search of anything pre-pre Fall looking. Hopefully he remembers that capture gear? No? Yes? Maybe?

Gigi: Ascot rolled her eyes at Peasant Top's departure, good luck setting out on your own, dude. She propelled herself into an elbows-on-knees position, looking at the others. "You two have a point though with the malls. Does anyone think more than one location is likely? Do we know anything about behavior patterns that would suggest other locations?"

Dezzy: “Car and motor dealerships might be worth checking out as well. Electronic warehouse stores too.” Ew capture work how troublesome Falda thought to herself, rounding out the edges of her nails with a file. But it couldn't be helped she guessed having rejoined HQ a few months ago. Even it seemed like grunt work given her rank with them it was fitting. She gave a small huff, slipping the file away into a pocket.

EverSoNitro: Mous squinted a bit at Peasant Top, opening her mouth to defend her bit of cattynes, but decided to drop the subject, for the sake of keeping things running smoothly. Collecting up her own capture gear, she shrugged a bit. "That would be a question for Research personel. Though that does raise the question, will someone be on-hand to assist?"

Eevelion: Throwback was enjoying its current freedom, walking down the park disguised as a heating iron as its synthetic brain replayed the objects it had devolved so far, a block back it turned a really nice stove into its cast iron counterpart and a fridge into an old icebox, while crossing the street it turned a food truck into a hot dog cart, luckily the guy was out for a smoke break and didn't get crushed when the truck compacted, that would have been grotesque. As more memories of things it recently changed played through whatever would be analogous to its head it noticed a Harley motorcycle, and its presumed owner distracted, scurrying up next to the metal beast it extended its tongue out of one of the holes in the grille of the heating iron, making a faint “Rerorerorero” sound as it licked the Harley, quickly turning it into a Penny-farthing bicycle. Not wanting to be on the receiving end of its owners wrath, Throwback waddled off, there seemed to be a neat looking mall just a block down it was interested in.

HappyPaca: Pin fixed his shirt collar some what aloof to all that was going on, he was suppose to be over seeing preparations at his restaurant that day but had to put this meeting first. "sigh, i suppose i should go check on my business to make sure the kitchen hasn't been converted to the point my sues chefs have no idea how to use the equipment" he stood up. An looked to Falada "care to look with me mon cheri?" he offered hoping to make the day more barible with a search partner.

Eevelion: When Mous asked about on-hand assistance she suddenly received a call on her phone, when she would answer it a voice on the other side would ask “Waddup, pimp?” Robe chuckled from a chair behind where Mous' group was standing, one leg crossed over the other.

Gigi: "Oh great, a baby is babysitting instead of me. Perfect," Ascot went over to grab some gear herself. Frankly she didn't care who was supervising, as long as she didnt have to do it. Fuck if she knew what she was doing with research business. She knew how to do cop stuff, and that was about it.

HappyPaca: She-la felt her self being raised up as Cyclone was converted into something she has only seen once in a cartoon she autibly gasped and yelled "WHAT THE FUCK?!" as the bike tipped over and she fell harshly onto the side walk not knowing how to keep her balance on the damn thing. if she wasn't wearing her Riding suit it would have been a much nastier fall. "What happen to my bike!?" after recovering quickly as she could from the fall, she stood up and looked at it up and down trying to fathom what happen to cyclone.

Dezzy: With impeccable timing Lessy pulled up to the repair shop and spotted She-la, giving her a honk with her car’s horn, “ Hey, Ghost Rider!” Once she noticed the… just what the hell was that? Lessy scoffed in uncontrollable laughter, covering their painful smile with a gloved hand. “ HAHA, What the fuck? I didnt think your ride couldnt get any shittier than before but DAMN did you prove me wrong!”

EverSoNitro: Mous quirked an eyebrow as her phone began to ring, though as she answered it and heard the voice, she sighed a bit, hanging up as she turned to Robe in person. "Alright, well, if that's everything then, I can drive us all to the mall." Mous's own Aston Martin was in the shop, and so her current vehicle of choice was a bit more cartoonish, and oddly appropriate given the circumstances. She'd taken her reproduction Mystery Machine out of storage.

Eevelion: Robe looked at her phone with an annoyed expression as she was hung up on “Wow, she hung up on me, that's crazy rude.” She'd announce loud enough the group could hear her before actually addressing the group “So yeah, I'm not going, but if you need to know something you can call me, I helped with Throwback once or twice. They're alright.” After that she'd wave them off.

Dezzy: Pin’s familiar face brightened Falda up if only just a little bit, “Oui, but i’m not sure if the restaurant is the best place to start for this mission, don’t you agree? What with the heavy preference for electronics for its meals,” she gave his shoulder a soft pat with rub. “Not that your menu isnt delicious enough, I assure you. Maybe the car dealership would be fruitful with electric cars and the such.” plus, she just really wanted to check out some sweet lambos. "Shotgun," Pendant announed after the phone call.

Gigi: Ascot let out an exasperated scoff, letting her head tilt lamely onto her spine. "Seriously? I hope you all aren't expecting me to actually know what the fuck I'm doing." She absently grabbed for a capture set, regrouping to the others. "I already don't have hope for whipped-cream-for-brains here."

Eevelion: Robe sent out a tweet about the rudeness of some people then checked the rest of her timeline before thinking to herself, she was bored, “I'm going to the mall.” She'd announce to no one in particular.

HappyPaca: Pin smiled glad to see he could brighten up her day abit with a simple gesture. "As usual your right, i supose my staff isn't entirely hopeless if a problem arose." and besides it thing should be alot easier to spot in an open are if they cn find it that is. Pine grabbed some equiptment being sure to be ready to go when ever. "would you like to ride with them or take my car and we follow?" he gestured to Mou's forming group.

Proph: While everyone else was smart and paired up, Peasant Top just walked the sidewalks of the city alone. Destroying a kebab, his lone wolf tactics (accidentally?)bore some fruit, finding some poor joe bawling over a vintage hotdog cart. With over half the kebab left, he kept following the trail of nostalgia while looking for a ride.

Dezzy: With the inclusion of Ascot, Pendant’s team could split up an search various stores in the mall. “Right, so, with Ass here we can search the Phone, Game, and electronic stores at the malle no problem. I call dibs on checking out the cells.”

HappyPaca: She-la was on the phone calling the repair guy she just went too "And your SURE this isn't some god damn joke your pulling on me? then how does a Harly davison turn into a damn 1900 bicycle?!" she was confussed and alittle embarissed rubbing her temple.

EverSoNitro: Mous huffed again, grimacing at Ascot. "I hope you're not just using ignorance as an excuse to not help." Mous replied, before motioning for her own squad to follow her to the psychedelic van. "We'll head for the mall first, perhaps pick up Peasant along the way if we see him." Rounding to the driver's side, she climbed in, waiting for the others to join her.

Gigi: She followed along, putting her hands up a bit. "Nah, I'm just letting you guys know I'm not research, I catch things but this is a little different than what I usually do." She opened up the back sliding door, and made herself comfortable with the extra room. "Place me where you see fit, I can't make any guarantees I won't beat up the first mlg softboy that throws shit my way, though."

Dezzy: Pendant slide into the passenger side next to Mous but not before giving the rather cartoonish car a double take, “Zoinks,” she mumbled before taking the passenger set net to Mous. "Take the game store then I guess," she waved to the back at Ascot. "Pry a Nitendo 64 outta some dude's hand if you gotta." From the looks of it Mous’s car would be a tight squeeze, so she shook her head, wrapping an arm around Pin’s and locking elbows, “I’ll ride with you, of course.”

HappyPaca: He was alittle bit ahead of Falada already pulling out his car keys to his convertable "To be honest i wouldn't mind if the ghost licked my car. It would be fun to see an old french convertable again" He laughed as he open the door for Falada bfore getting in himself. "my grandmother had one." he added.

Proph: "Oh hey, a carpool." said the meat-loving giant. He glanced around, glared at the van, shrugged, then worked on trying to wedge his large frame inside it. "Don't complain if your gas mileage takes a hit." he calls from the far back as the shocks moaned from his settling in. RIP Ascot's ears, though; his burly tone in such a confined space had to be a bit loud.

Dezzy: Falda hummed approvingly at the thought as she got in,”Ooo, vintage isn’t so bad in some aspects.” She couldn't help but think back to straight out of a Scooby-doo van Mous and the others were riding in and gave a small giggle. “ Some, that is.”

EverSoNitro: Once their riding situation was figured out, and her passengers were loaded in, Mous nodded and backed out, quietly dying a little inside as she realized Falda would be seeing her driving a hippie bus. Trying to to let her embarrassment totally rot her soul, Mous pulled out, following the breadcrumb trail of out-of-place vintage vehicles. Pulling up as she spotted PT, the van was thankfully accomodating to his frame, if only just. Still, it'd get a bit more cramped for Ascot in the back, PT being a bit larger than a great dane. "We were headed for the mall," Mous explained. "That seemed like the best place to start looking, and from the look of things, that's where it was headed." Mous glanced to the Penny-farthing bicycle as they passed by, grimacing a bit. "Someone might want to be making a note of where incidents are, clean-up might be a bit of a hassle..."

Proph: He gave a thumbs up while stuffing the remainder of the kebab into his maw. Some of these things stood out like actual sore thumbs, kinda hard to miss

HappyPaca: Pin started the car and started driving toward the dealer ship closetest to trail of vintage memorablia following Mous's car for some time, he never visited the dealership often but he remebered something they coud use as an excuse to look. "if the dealer ship gives a hard time for looking so throughly, let's just tell them since your new in town i'm getting you a new car as a small welcome back gift." He gave a charmming smile and winked "and if you find something mon cheri don't hesitate to ask, it would make things more believeable." he suggested.

Eevelion: One by one, everyone (sans She-la) would hear a ping on their phone as Robe added them to a group text channel, with the first post reading [I just realized you all probably need a way of telling each other if you find Throwback without having to yell across a crowd.] with the second post reading [FYI, maybe try not to cause a bigger panic]And a third reading [BTW, nice van Mous]

Gigi: Ascot gave an affirmative grunt and not much else, being shoved into a corner. She checked her phone, looking at the messages. [Thats gonna depend on how many sweaty guys are out today.]

EverSoNitro: As Mous pulled into the mall parking garage, she'd hear the ping on her phone, reading the message and pausing for a moment. "Panic... Oh, damn it all..." Mous seethed, quickly checking social media. Sure enough, there were those leeches sticking their noses into their business. "You all go on ahead, I've got to deal with this... everyone pick a store and fan out." Mous's nose was buried in her phone, hanging back for a moment and working on a cover story to quell suspicion.

Proph: Peasant looked at the phone hanging from a lanyard around his neck, looking fun-size in comparison in his meaty hoof of a hand. With the nail on his index finger, he carefully typed out a [ok boss] before letting the device drop under his namesake, dangling like the dongle it is as he poured out of the back of the van.

Eevelion: As Mous' group started to make their way through the mall they would come across a handful of people walking towards the exit with bulky CRT TV screens, NES cartridges, a couple brick phones, and one person even leaving with a ColecoVision, indicating a sort of trail left by Throwback, even more indicative, hastily taped signs to a few storefronts saying “Retro Sale!”

Dezzy: With a click of her pen Pendant was already on taking notes of the incidents as they drove by them, “ On it.” Pendant shuddered in her seat as Peasant munched the remainder of his kebab. Food crunching wasn’t her preference in asmr. Once they pulled up Pendant hopped her short legs out with equipment safely tucked into her bag. “Find me at phone shops when you catch up,” Pendant said Mous and trotted over to the cellular stores. At the sight of all the people leaving with archaic devices Pendant could tell Throwback had been there. “Perfect cover,” agreeing with a soft giggle she heard the noise go off from her phone. Falda then began to type and verbally read out loud her response for Pin[ Pin and I will let you all know if we see anything at the dealership. Good luck everyone]

Gigi: "Hah, try not to get chewed out by the vampire too much!" She got out, closing the door behind her and walking in. Unfortunately she was in enough time to see that yes, she'd have to smack a few gamers today, if the boxy consoles that looked nowhere near as sleek as the usual models she's used to dealing with on smuggling cases was any indicator. "Oh , for the love of......FUCK."

HappyPaca: " ah merci, I can't reply while driving" Pin pulled into the dealer ship actively looking around for ny retro car the may have seemed to pop up out of no where, it seemed that day though their was a wide varity. he parked and got out putting on some shades that were acutally perscription so he could look a bit more throughly. "Let's get started shall we?"

Proph: PT wasn't too far behind, watching a couple frat boys carry out a big screen box-set tv straight out of an 1980's sitcom. Not being the biggest tech guy, he thought it the Best Idea to check out every home entertainment section in the major chain stores, keep the search simple. He liked simple.

EverSoNitro: Mous huffed a bit as she put her phone away. "Damn it, I don't have time for this..." Mous intoned. She'd have to help with the official statement later, right now there were more pressing matters to attend to. Stowing the device in her pocket, Mous headed up to the mall proper, deciding that she should investigate the food court. Surely there'd be a number of unattended phones for Throwback to slobber all over.

Eevelion: As Mous checked the food court, sure enough there were a couple of retro-fied phones, but not enough to establish a sort of pattern. Back over by the electronics section there lay on a bench a TI83 Graphing Calculator, sitting there in all its monopolizing glory despite being an outdated piece of junk.

EverSoNitro: As Mous spotted the phones, she squinted, approaching cautiously, arming herself with the capture gear. She stepped closer to the first, an old Mickey Mouse rotary phone (and mentally recalling the one she had in her own collection) before carefully nudging it with an activated glove.

HappyPaca: She-la was just sitting on the curb by this point kinda stranded and still lil confused on what the hell to do with this bike. but then basically said 'fuck it zipped down her ridding suit tied it around her waist and tied her helmit to the back and after a few minutes of trail and error started riding the stupid looking bike back to her appartment.

Gigi: Ascot stormed in, stretching out, the chaos in the air tasted nice but there was just too much joy in it. Terrible. No time for asking people questions, she followed upstream of the surges of people running about, pushing aggressive customers out of her way with minimal effort.

Dezzy: Pendant browsed around the cell store she was at, so far there was no noticeable signs of Throwback had been there. A couple brick phones sure but it seemed like it had already done its damage by the time she arrived. [Nothing at the cell shop. Less you count last year’s Ipad as archaic.] With a nod and link of their elbows once more Falda agreed and began the search. Falda eyed the cars like it was she was a little girl in a candy shop. “Call me what you want, but I just think lamborgini’s to be so stylish.” she mused happily at the sight of gold lambo, walking around and fawning over it like it was an adorable puppy.

Proph: Muscling through one department store only to turn right back around and leave, Peasant took the time to peck out an update. [dept store on E end looked clear didnt come this far] Slipping the phone under his shirt PT went into another shop. Oh. An ACTUAL home entertainment store, good call.

HappyPaca: he smiled as she hung on his arm browsing the more suspious cars as they walked. looking particuarly at models that were more then 40+ years old. looking up and down the lambo as Falada fawned over it. "i Personally i'm more found of Charcoal grey cars but a lambo of any color is always nice. This seems like a newer italian model too." he chuckled and made sure to keep looking around but stood by as falada was fawning over the nice car. checking throughly of the cars around them for any suspious activity enjoying his time more with Falada there to lighten things up.

Eevelion: As Mous nudged the phone suddenly a voice came from one of the other food court tables “You really gonna try to touch it?” Robe asked from her seat, but that distraction was just enough that the phone, in truth Throwback, was able to climb past her glove and jump at her face, tapping her forehead with her tongue before skittering off towards the entertainment section of the mall. Robe laughed at Mous as she changed, typing out on her phone [Critic down :P]

EverSoNitro: Mous glanced up as she heard the voice, squinting a bit as she saw Robe lounging nearby. "You know, you really ought to be properly helping, considering this came from your-" Of course, while Mous was preoccupied with criticizing Robe's work ethic, she failed to notice the beloved cartoon icon grab for her upper arm, yelping and stumbling back as it scrambled up and slapping her forehead with her tongue. Falling on her rear, Mous's head began to spin, until she gave her head a shake, seemingly recovering. "Ugh... you detestable little insect..." Mous began, carefully getting to her feet. Once standing again, she seemed to look down her nose at the imp a bit more, than normal, taking a rather haughty and self-important stance. If one were to look closer, it also appeared that her makeup was a bit heavier, as if concealing injuries. "I would have had it, too, if you hadn't divided my attention..."

Proph: Of all the people to first reply, it was the 9 foot literal meatslab. [is ms ego ok? is ghost there?] Clearly not in the right neighborhood, Peasant left the store he was haunting, awaiting a reply. Or a return volley, depending on who answered.

Eevelion: "Maybe you would have had it if you used your capture gear instead of just trying to grab it." Robe snarkily replied, waving her off "Now go get back to work, it already hit you so you're immune to any further effects." meanwhile she tapped out on her phone [She's fine, just bratty, ghost head towards electronics section.]

Dezzy: “ I like my cars to stand out amongst the crowd,” the are was so clean that Falda could ee her reflection on it. She flashed a cute smile at herself till her phone went off, to which she huffed and unlocked her phone. “Ah, it seems the experiment is at the mall. Poor Mousquetaire.” she feigned sadness at that last part if only out of respect. “We should head to the mall now, I guess.” She gave the yellow lambo a pet on its hood. Someday, but not today. Pendant meanwhile left the store and headed to the food court with Robe and Mous. Helping Mous onto her feet and into the food court's chair she asked flatly, “ Where did it go?”

Proph: PT replied with a thumbs-up emoji because it was faster before stomping off to where he was pointed. He fingered the capture gear as he thundered down the thoroughfare; Hitting things is is forte, but since Mous was ALSO a member of the Hit Things club, he decided to be cautious this time.

Gigi: Ascot heard a buzz, and checked the message. She typed a hasty [ok, on it] before taking off her neckpeice and readying the kit. Guess everyone in the games department would be spared for now. Though...if they spotted the ghost, things weren't going well already....Thankfully not too many people were in her way this time, as people tend to avoid a large, blackened sword that's vaguely skeletal-looking. Someone screamed, and she whipped out a badge. "Sheesh, woman, don't you see the crowds! It's not black friday!"

EverSoNitro: Mous rolled her eyes. "I was using my capture equipment, imbecile." She flashed her activated buster gloves, which presently seemed just a bit bulkier than normal. "Besides, in the very probable case that you hadn't noticed, there's tons of potential candidates for that ghost's disguise in this mall." She jerked her arm away from Pendant as she was helped up, before looking incredulously at Robe. "You're telling me what to do?" She let out a rather haughty laugh, before planting herself in her seat. "I don't think so."

HappyPaca: Pin sighed "Poor dear, we should invite to take her out for dinner later." he said as he once again pulled out his car keys and took off his shades. "Let's hurry so we can possibly try to minimize the damage knowing the group thats currently there at the moment" now that he thought about he wounders how Mous is now while under the affcts of throw back.

Dezzy: Raising her hands up defeatedly Pendant shimmied around the angry Thrownback!Mous and headed for the electronics store, retrieving a mask and metallic pointer that one would use for presentations from her bag and began proding around the area. “Agreed,” she kissed into her hand and placed it one the lambo before Pin and her were off again on the road to the mall.

Gigi: Something particularly old and boxy caught the periphery of Ascot's eye, and she tried to rush and swipe for it. It lunged at her, and she began backing up quickly, thrusting her arm out quickly to let her sword extend properly. No connection, but that did seem to scare the moving appliance for now....she kept following, more slowly this time. Her eyes were still peeled onto it, and she wove her way through the crowd a few hundred feet back.

Proph: Blade resting on his shoulder, Peasant storms in right as Ascot swatted the critter away. He followed Throwback through the food court as best as his bulk could go. Clearly, it won out in raw speed, so, Without a thought, he hefted the sword up and held it inverted, hefting the massive sword he flipped it around so he held it inverted, and matching his stride, chucked the heavy blade at the ghost like a javelin. PT managed to clip the ghost along the side, but this made it run /faster/.

Eevelion: As Throwback ran down the corridors it ran into MORE people that seemed to want at it, narrowly dodging a sword from one and taking a slight clip from the other, as it circled back it gave them a wide berth, not wanting to take another hit, back towards the food court it went.

HappyPaca: Looking at the way falada liked the lambo hmm... maybe pin could get her a welcome gift after all it's a strong maybe. As soon as the two found a parking space convently next to Mous's van, He grabbed the equiptment from his trunk while Falada was stepping out of his car and got them both ready as they headed for the Mall's entrance making sure both of them were prepared for whatever may come their way. As if he was prepering a excellent meal for an importent guest.

Dezzy: At the sound of Throwback making its way back to the food courts Pendant sharply rose up from inspecting, grabbing onto her namesake to allow it to transform into its true rapier form and made long strides for the ghost. “C’mon goth momma needs a new…” she took a swipe “Aesthetic!” her sword missed, stumbling on her feet a little before she could fall. She cursed under her breathe bitterly.

Eevelion: As Throwback barreled back towards the food court it passed by Pendant who seemed very intent on capturing it as well, as it ducked past her rapier and head towards the food court Robe popped the lid off her drink, controlling the liquid inside to try to make a cage of ice around the escaping ghost, unfortunately her placement was off, and instead of encapsulating it, the ghost launched off the side sending its trajectory... straight towards her, “Oh crap” she muttered, as it collided with her its tongue lolled out and tapped her on the scalp. As she held her head where it had bumped her she seemed to shrink into her clothes a little, but that was more overshadowed by those clothes getting bigger, and when she stood up she was almost completely covered in her robe, except for the top of her head, which she quickly put a huge wizard cap on, the gremlin was here. Meanwhile, Throwback continued its escape path, running into the same direction Pin and Falda were entering through.

HappyPaca: Pin thrusted forward the secound he saw the lil bastardheading towards him and flada causing a ruckus umong his associates. "It's time to falay the main ingdent!" cheesy phrases aside pin nly manages to graise throwback as he passes him, quickly turning back to Falada "Quickly grab it mon cheri!" hoping she could use the moment to her advantage being so close to him.

Gigi: Ascot was still chasing after it, though it was getting increasingly difficult to follow it within all the ruckus. She grabbed her phone in frustration, tapping out a [DO WE HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO ATTEMPT A QUARANTINE, BECAUSE I THINK WE REALLY OUGHTA]. The way it was going it looked like she was getting closer to the entrance, about back where she came from...no good, no good at all.

Eevelion: Gremlin Robe gave a quick peace sign with a playful “See ya, suckers!” before running off to the electronics section with surprising quickness for someone covered so wholly, as she passed by Pendant she leaped, snatching her hat off her head and placing it on top of her own hat, continuing down the electronics section she slowed down and held her primary hat over her face as she saw the absolutely gargantuan Peasant Top, taking a wide arc around him and never taking her off him till she was far away enough to start running again, straight out of the mall.

Proph: Still catching his breath, PT just watched the jittery imp circle around him with a look in her eyes like he was going to eat her. He shrugged it off, though, truth be told, he got looks like that a lot. Looking at the latest page, he gave an exasperated sigh before retrieving his blade from the floor it was impaled in and following the others.

Dezzy: “Hopefully the team inside has it managed,” she said, shoving her phone back into her jacket as she entered the mall, only to be greeted by the said ghost the group were aiming to capture. “God damn it.” grabbing the hem of her long skirt and with one swift movement it turned into its pistol form around Falda’s hands and for Falda to stand in her pantsless glory. She pulled the trigger and missed by the skin of her teeth. [Quarantine sounds good. Box it off before it can escape. Through the parking lot.] Pendant went to go grab Robe but it seemed that the small imp had, somehow, gotten visibly smaller than thought possible. She ran a hand through herbangs and sighed but it was short lived as her big hat was taken from here. “What the-” Pendant shook her head. Nevermind that they had to contain this thing before it got out.

Eevelion: Throwback had almost made it to the door, sweet sweet freedom was at hand, then suddenly it found itself in front of a couple pulling out weapons, it managed to dodge their attacks, but couldn't risk trying to pass the two, so it turned and head back into the food court, jumping up onto a table to try to figure which way it could run to next.

Gigi: [on it, I'll notify the blarts.] She held ground, calling up a security line. "SUP, its Enforcer Pheles, I'm gonna need you guys to keep guard on entrances for any rogue objects that look like they're moving on their own..................Don't shut down the place but have people recommend they either don't go in or go into another shopping center...........Dude just do what I say okay and make sure nobody panics!" She hung up. Might as well stay in the food court to do what she does best, crowd control. Also, eating.

HappyPaca: Pin's cheeks turned pink seeing falada in her under garments and quickly un button his shirt having an undershirt on underneath do to recent cold weather. so he did not mind lending his shirt to Falda to tie around her waist "Here, i'm so sorry this is all i have at the moment. but if you do not mind contenueing we should try and follow it" he gestured towards the food court.

Dezzy: Pin was much taller and larger than Falda that the ends of his shirt went down to just above her knees. “Thank you mon cheri,” she gave him a small peck on his cheek with a wink and jogged to the food court. [Food court] Pendant typed in the group chat and approached the ghost once more. She gave another strike at Throwback but blade only seemed to collide with the floor tile and fell back into a chair. Taking a knee Falda tried to line up a good shot at the thing but also missed. This is why she just left the action to CGI.

HappyPaca: Mean while She-la fell off the penny bike again and just decided to sit on the side walk and contiplate life.

Gigi: Ascot was in a fair amount of concentration, trying to sap energy out of everyone. Panic wasn't quite her favorite flavor but it'd work--and crowds around her seemed to clear out. Good. Pendant and Falda's noises gave her a general idea where to watch where the ghost was going--and took a guess at the location it'd land in, and slap. SATIN extended outward, slamming into the floor and holding the ghost firm by one of its legs. "FUCK, DID I GET IT?"

Proph: With the wind back in his sails, Peasant reconvened with the others, blade held firm, tip resting on the ground. e watched Ascot work, waiting to strike when the proverbial iron was hot. Much as he would love being a gloryhog for once, it didn't feel right to steal the kill. Then she acted. Well then. Nothing against getting an assist! With the critter pinned, he lunged forward with a throaty roar, swinging the chunky sword up then down in a solid arc,like an oar, slapping the ghost into the ground one last time.

Eevelion: As Throwback was well and truly pinned an energetic clapping could be heard from behind the group, the first scientist from the briefing stood there “Good work everyone! Very impressive work, anyway, the effects wore off on me about fifteen minutes ago, so I figured I should come by to bring Throwback's containment cage over so you don't have to bring it back to HQ at arm's length.” Mentioning Throwback's cage he'd pull out a small bird cage before leaning down to where the ghost was, picking it up gingerly from behind and placing it inside the cage “All done!” he exclaimed “Don't worry about getting it returned, I'll handle that, the rest of you just enjoy your day, and again, thank you for your work.” Bowing out he head back to HQ with a small enforcement team just to make sure the ghost didn't escape again.

HappyPaca: She-la resorted to walking the penny bike home wanting nothing more then a cup of hot coco when she got back.

Dezzy: Pendant gave a half hearted fist pump as the scientist from earlier took her vintage dreams away in its cage. She tilted her head back exasperatedly and let it hit the table behind her, running a hand through her hangs. Well… the effects hadn’t totally worn off the other effected appliances yet, there was still hope to be salvaged. She sharply rose up from her seat and pulled out her camera she had tucked away in her bag. “I’m going to just… take some photos record today’s events for research,” she announced before scuttling away. Falda gave a sigh of relief and wrapped her namesake back to hug at her hips,. “Problem solved, now to deal with clean up and those tontos at Panic.” How did they even know her panties were edible?

Gigi: Ascot wiped her brow and dismantled her kit. "NOTHIN' TO SEE HERE FOLKS, EVERYTHING'S UNDER CONTROL." She shooed off shoppers that looked like they were lingering too much. Don't think about it too hard. She looked over to the rest of the team, with a slight grin. "Good job, guys, we...got the job done and I got lunch free of charge."

HappyPaca: Pin nodded to falada after thanking the scientists for their work and strentch alittle, "it sounds good to me. we can end the day with a good drink." He could here his wine cellar calling his name just thinking about panic and their shenanigans. He looked around abit and thought "maybe we should call chaleco to pick up robe as well where ever she went."

Proph: "That's all one can wish for, right?" Peasant once again donned his namesake, just in time his bare barrel chest was gettin' nipply. "Jus' thowin' it out there, but how about we DON'T go hunting next time we go out, okay? A run, some lunch, little weightlifting, make a day of it!"

Gigi: Whatever joy was on her face got replaced with narrowed eyes and a slanted, tight lipped look. "Don't push it, dude."

Proph: He raises his hands is mock surrender. "Jus' bein' nice, calm down. We're all friends, here." The ONE time he wasn't trying to put the moves on someone...

Dezzy: Falda hummed as she texted her brother to come pick up Robe, "The only exercise I want today is...." She stopped herself right there and smiled innocently, "I could go for a drink though."

HappyPaca: Pin gave a chaismatic smile and said "if anyone else cares for free drinks just tell inferno i sent you in. there all on me" he'd ask falada on the ride back if she wanted to have drinks at his place or inferno, options are always nice.

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<FaroresVault>Given the circumstances (such as short planning, and new crew members) the trek to the inner Wastes had gone smoothly, though this was naturally expedited by the fact that the majority of the crew present were already familiar with the area. The Dead Zone itself was of no real concern to the group aside from the potential for undocumented Ghosts or any rogue persons to catch them off guard – but for security’s sake, Infantry members had been brought out anyway. It was a fair sized crowd with an abundance of Inner Project Researching members; an unusual sight to most everyone present who was outside of the upper echelons. Dead Zones had a tendency to be cold and gloomy, with this excursion being no different aside from a stronger intensity as compared to other documented scouts of the region. Just as the surroundings had a more general and appropriate scope weather, any ecosystem in short proximity of a Vault carried its own. There had been clear Ghost activity in the area, and the overarching cloud of Vault fumes blocking out all heat and light from the sun. There was little given to the group in terms of light outside of their weaponry and whatever gear they had chosen to bring that day. It was a good thing they’d anticipated having lost their flood lamps by now. As the group approached the precipice of the crater which was once Base Σ, one of the Administrators came to a halt, looking about the area through a pair of binoculars. Content, she spun about, muttering something to one of the higher Infantry members, and returning to face her researching group. “Alrighty! As some of you know there is a dual-mission with this excursion, which is on a need-to-know basis. For those of you unawares, don’t think twice on it, as it is outside of your assignment.” She chimed, rubbing her hands with great energy to try and keep them warm, her breath condensating and floating away in the soft, freezing wind of the area. “For those of you unfamiliar with the Dead Wastes – which you may see in paper referred to as F-Zones – don’t be too concerned with the sudden drop in temperature. We’ll be back to our sunny high of 77 in a jiffy. It’s about 26 right now, but it does warm up as you go further into the ruins. We assume this is due to the Tunnel Systems. Try to keep out of them, as some of the Ghosties are particularly nasty and they are very easy to get lost in. The last thing anyone needs is to be eaten alive, right?” her demeanor was far too cheery for the subject matter. ”Any questions?”

<SuperSaiyan5100>The trip here hadn’t been too bad, Bowtie thought as they all stopped. She took the chance to look around the area, getting as much of her surroundings into her eyes as she could with the darkness that surrounded the area. The sudden drop in temperature made her shiver a bit and her breath condense as it exited her mouth. Man, it was cold. A voice snapped her out of her thoughts. She listened intently as the situation was explained to her by the higher ups. When she was told about the temperature getting warmer as they advanced, it brought her some inward relief. She didn’t like the cold very much at all. When she asked for any questions, Bowtie shook her head no. “No questions from me” she said. <RedOphiuchus>Hoop took a deep breath before exhaling, building her motivation. She loved the cold, and she enjoyed the rare opportunity to leave New Daten City and see more. It certainly gives one an appreciation for the comforts found in the city. She proceeded to stretch some more, knowing things may only get rougher from here on out. "Excuse me, yes. Is there a possibility of encountering Angels, or other such loathesome bottom feeders this far in the wastes? I've heard rumors, but I don't know how much weight they should be given," her voice lacked any sign of concern. She wanted to be prepared for any possible outcome. <FaroresVault>"Potentially!" the tiny Admin chirped "But unlikely, as they haven't seemed to have been in this area often since the incident destroyed their base here in the first place." she bounced back and forth from her heels to her toes "If there were, this is why we have Infantry around, just in case. But it is proven-out to be unlikely. As for humanoids outside of the ornithurae families and other related dodos, there is a settlement north-northwest of here, but they have yet to give us trouble either. Our biggest issue would be Ghosts." <theprophetgamer>The units from Infantry were already scanning the immediate area, doing loose patrols while the Research rep got her little bunsen breakers set up to go. The cold didn't bother them; they were well-equipped for most terrain, and were already doing impromptu gear checks and drills out of muscle memory and idleness. Honestly the cold felt good, their CO liking to crank the heat during calistenics and 'live-fire' sparring. When one of the Nerds piped up, saying the word 'angel', the grunts instantly perked up and snapped to attention. Seeing nothing of the sort, they slipped back into their own little world while waiting for further orders. One grumbled to himself about what he did to get stuck with such a dull assignment. He got his answer when his squad leader clapped the back of his helmed head with the flat of her armored hand. "Because of shit like that, now can it!" <SenseiDezzy>To any normal person the eerie site would bring chills up ones spin, but for Pendant it only brought a waves of anticipation that was well contained behind her unchanging poker face of a mask. Such beautiful ruin, she couldn’t help but take in all the sights before going further. “cool,” was all said with a puff of frozen breath. Pencil on the other hand held an air of uncare for the site. The whole thing was nothing more than an assignment to her and how dull it seemed to be without any real dangers for her at least. She just stood her guard, watching over the area till things progressed, “ Seems simple enough. With us here there needed be anything to much worry.” She said this for all to hear but she said it glancing over in the direction Robe was at. <Eevelion>Robe held her chin in her hand, kicking her feet impatiently, she didn't much enjoy the travelling to go somewhere she had no idea what they'd be doing at, the prospect seemed even more boring when they said that any encounters were unlikely. Plus she also wasn't that fond of the cold but that's another matter. “Is there gonna be any details on what we're doing or are we just supposed to watch while you guys work?” She's very bored. <Koukaiju>Gloves gave a good look-over while everyone was talking yet; she'd been beyond the walls before, but the place was nigh recognizable as she once knew it. It'd make this outing less tragic, maybe. Pendant's words prompted her to tilted her head and gave a squint, focused on the terrain yet. "I can sort of see the appeal, yes." <vividExplorer>Sarong let out a deep breath watching it swirl and spin like smoke until it eventually disappeared. What a wonderful feeling. The goose bumps and cold winds were welcome sensations compared to the near oppressive heat that often clung to New Daten. Sad i’ll only be this cold for a moment. Listening to the chatter between some of the attendants she smiled glad to hear interest in the ruins. It was quite amazing, destruction and all. Sarong chuckled at Robe, patting her head gently as she walked by to stand near the Administrators. “Why, little one, you will be working too. We have no use for idle hands here.”

<FaroresVault>People had chimed in and that had been enough – the Admin glanced to Sarong and nodded at her and then downwards into the ruin, looking for something resembling clearance. Upon receiving it, she grinned back at the group “Okay!! So, while you don’t have to follow me into the ruins themselves and you are free to explore if you wish and see if you can find anything, a small team is necessary to check on the documentation materials we’d left here last visit. There had been a mishap which prevented us from getting everything we’d required, and some security issues in the area since. That being said, we should be just fine, considering whereabouts it’s all parked.” She looked about the group “So if any of you are willing to come work with me, now’s the chance.” And so, she hopped over and into the chasm with a quiet ‘allioup’ and began a quick descent into the rubble, only the brightness of her handheld lamp marking where she was. A couple of her own team slid down after her, some grumbling the entire way down – many hated this particular region, and it wasn’t often they got volunteers to go here anymore. Elsewhere others were beginning to set up new lighting to assist with the dim conditions, a small muster point, and some medical assistance if necessary. The usual for these excursions. If you were to make the choice, would you: >Try to explore the area through the deep fog and try to find something above the ruins? >Enter the ruins, but branch towards a source of the fumes permeating the area? >Enter the ruins and follow the Admin?

<RedOphiuchus> >Enter the ruins and follow the Admin. While she wouldn’t quite call herself “afraid” to explore, Hoop would certainly prefer to shadow someone with a bit more experience in the area. She slid down the path, following just behind the admin’s team.

<Eevelion> >Enter the ruins, but branch towards a source of the fumes permeating the area. Robe figured the place most likely to see something interesting would be around the gas vents, she'd hang around the entrance to the ruins, waiting to see if anybody would be going the same way as her.

<SuperSaiyan5100> With that, everyone started to go their own ways. Bowtie took a moment to ponder her options here. She didn’t know the area that well and didn’t want to risk getting lost in the possible maze that was the ruins. She also felt that the Admin had enough people following her already. So, she made the decision >Try to explore the area through the deep fog and try to find something above the ruins.

<SenseiDezzy> Pendant chose to enter the ruins, and follow the admin. She wanted to see what further lied within the ruined base. Pencil walked over to Robe, choosing to go wherever she went which in the case, meant checking out the fume source. “I’ll join you and assist in any way I can.” She was the youngest of them all so it only made sense for her to watch over her ward on the off chance something should occur.

<Koukaiju> >Enter the ruins and follow the Admin As much as Gloves wanted to stay and check what was up with the ruins, she was equally interested in what was going on within that building--after all, it wasn't a structure she was familiar with, so why the fuck not.

<theprophetgamer>While the bulk of the mass stayed behind to keep their 'base' safe and secure, a few from Infantry broke off to follow Bowtie as she dove into the foggy ruins. It was, of course, to keep her safe in such an unpredictable environment, as the safety of the Researchers was paramount to their own, But these few were the first to give chase once the main group scattered to do....whatever they were doing. At least someone wasn't gonna be bored now.

<FaroresVault> >Explore the fog Bowtie would find herself in an area with little more to see than caved in buildings. Each step of hers would seem to cut itself short in the haze, barely making it past her immediate surroundings. The silence of the area was eerie. Deafening even. She wouldn’t make it very far without an escort, or if she did, she’d certainly get lost. These streets were difficult to recognise in the condition they were in now. Any light around her was absorbed and reflected by the fog, never making it more than five feet beyond her field of vision. Somewhere in the distance, the fractures skeletons of the cities architecture loomed in to view. >Continue >Turn back >Fume source The area which Robe and Pencil headed towards was a floor below the Admin and her small posse. The hole they’d needed to climb in to was dark and difficult to gauge the depth of. The closer they came to it, the thicker and more humid the air was. Something about it had a sour smell. There was a strange, bell-like tinkling somewhere from the depths. >Go in >Turn back >Follow the Admin The small crowd following the Admin would find themselves having little difficulty getting into the ruins, but at the base of the crater – excluding the chasm of the lowest floors – the promise of heat was followed through, and they’d be enveloped with idle chipper chatter. “We had initially set this area up so we could quickly encode the data we were finding in the area, medical information, mostly. We think we’d found a server area, but they’re likely long shut-down by now.” She sighed, shrugging “But we could always bring them back to life!” It was too easy to get lost in the twists and turns of the ruins. Had they passed through this hallway already? Something about the floor seemed wet and murky, but there was nothing there.

<Koukaiju> Gloves took a glance around, ah yes, interior ruins. This place was probably nicer when it wasn't trashed. Currently it seemed best suited for some sort of horror film--one that, preferably, she didn't want to get lost in. And she had a bad feeling she'd get lost if she didn't stick with the rest of the team. "Well, I'm glad this never really happens in the city anymore," she mumbled to herself.

<Eevelion> Robe clapped her hands together seeing her mom would be joining her, she was also pretty happy just to have someone join her since the area was a little bit very spooky. Leading her adopted parent to the hole she'd plug her nose against the sour smell, though she'd soon let go as she favored being able to breathe. Finding the dark and questionably dark hole she'd peer over it before summoning her wings, jumping in and fluttering downward slowly till she reached the ground.

<SenseiDezzy> “The left overs of pure destruction and decay are a sight to behold. Such splendors can’t be rivaled to justice outside of these barren lands. “ Pendant mused out loud as they made their way in. At the mention of brining something back to life, Pendant chased off the thought of making an evanescence reference. She took note of how even though the floor felt wet there was nay an explanation as to why it was so. “The floor gives the impression of dampness beneath my feet, yet a source is beyond my sight. Why is that?” “ugh, what a disgusting stench.” Pencil remarked, but ultimately followed suit after Robe. She summoned her own wings and followed downward by Robe’s side till they reached the bottom. “You hear that bell sound right? We should follow it…carefully. It could show promise.” Something interesting, awesome.

<SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie squinted her eyes as she tried to make out much of anything in this thick fog. It was a lot worse that she originally expected. She took slow deliberate steps, testing the ground in front of her a few times before putting her full weight on that foot. “Maybe this wasn’t the best idea” she thought to herself as she came to a stop and gazed at the ruined city. She looked behind her back to see if she could spot where she came from. She wasn’t willing to get herself lost and create a head ache trying to find her. Whatever clues were there didn’t seem to be worth the risk so she decided to >Turn Back.

<RedOphiuchus> Hoop couldn't help but gaze at the scenary as they approached their destination. She tried to imagine people living here. Even when it wasn't so destroyed it was hard to imagine these were comfortable living conditions. She wondered if, in some ways, death was preferable to struggling on the outskirts of society. A faint feeling of pity swelled inside for those in similar bases.

<FaroresVault> >Turn back Bowtie would find herself back where she began, with her original options in hand. >Go in It was a wise choice for the pair to use their wings to get down, finding that the drop encompassed two floors into the buildings depths, but the way out was still easily accessible. The temperature change was sudden and sharp, now almost sweltering to the pair. The ground absorbed their steps, soft like mud and with the resistance of water. The scent of decay must have been coming from the small Ghost which had been disturbed by their descent, leaving little but an orange blur as a clue to its presence. The bells were louder now, but their direction was difficult to determine and the area quite dim. Good thing demons have strong night vision. > Investigate the sound > Go back As the Admin’s team reached the end of the corridor, she tried to keep up with whatever she was poised. “Admittedly I’m a little stumped,” she’d stated in response to Pendant’s observations “it wasn’t like this last time, and it doesn’t seem like the floor is wet either. Someone should take a note of that.” She glanced back to her map, pulling them into the final corridor and stopping dead in her tracks. Ahead of the crew at the end of the corridor lay the computer systems which Research had left both to collect data and quickly input it. But not in the condition they’d left it in. As the group approached the rubble, an agitated string of “No”s came from the Admin. She fumbled with some of the pieces and gently kicked some of the ruined wall in frustrated. The Angels had done this. She knew they’d done this. This wall was completely inconspicuous otherwise and she’d known there was a cave in elsewhere which prevented access to it. Had she been in more casual company, there would have been a string of expletives. “Well.” She hissed, still smiling through the fury in her voice (what was it about this department’s higher ups and smiling with each emotion?) “Those birdbrains decided to fu---ddggge everything up for us.”

<Koukaiju> Gloves watched the admin skulk and struggle her hardest not to swear, peeking over heads to get a better look at the mess. "Are you sure it was an angel and not something else in the area? You DID mention there were ghosts in here before...."

<RedOphiuchus> "That might be better news!" Hoop started. "If not an angel, then the damage won't have been intended to deliberately foil us. There could still be something of use... a harddrive that managed to get out mostly undamaged perhaps..." Anything to ensure this mission was not a total failure, or worse, a waste of time. Coming to an area like this on its own was not entirely worthless, but imagining Bangle's disappointment left a burning sensation in her chest.

<SuperSaiyan5100> “Well that was a bust” She said out loud to no one as she managed to find her way back to the beginning. “Maybe I should have just followed the admin from the start.” She folded her arms and mulled over her decisions for a few moments. She wasn’t going to go back there again. She got lucky this time, but she didn’t want to push her luck. She decided that not getting lost was probably the best option here. And to do that she would have to >Follow the admin. With her decision made, she carefully made her way down and tried to catch up to the others.

<Eevelion> Robe was a little glad that she added rainboots to her dress as they hit the illusionary water at the bottom of the pit. She giggled a bit about the stench “It smells like an ass! Plus we did come in through a hole.” As she caught a glimpse of the orange blur she was tempted to follow it, after all ghosts were more of her purview, but it had disappeared before she had the chance, and something told her it'd be dangerous looking for it in the depths of the vault. The bell seemed to be at least a little safer of a choice, as there was something to lead them to it “Okay, let's go that way then.” She'd chime, heading in the direction she could best tell to be the source.

<FaroresVault> Following Gloves' lead, one of the Admin's assistants would nod in agreement. "That or the screwup that TFC had let loo-" he was violently jabbed in the ribs by another researcher, who was calling up to explain the situation to those at surface level. Disgruntled, the little demon considered the suggestions, glancing about the floor and picking up what data the machine had been spewing out. "You," she pointed at the male "shut the hell up." He put his hands up in the air at chest level. It was past his clearance to talk about it anyway. "But maybe this isn't worthless. Hoops, can you make sense of any of this information? Gloves? Pendant, I don’t assume you’re familiar with Ghost readings…?” She was genuinely unsure, handing some of these Xerox-like sheafs of paper out before examining the computer system itself, and even the areas activity counter. ”No. This doesn’t make sense.” something about her voice sounded strange, like being in a tile room, but not quite. Maybe it was just her positioning that meddled with the acoustics.

<theprophetgamer> The Squad Leader got the message from the Admins below, and with a few hand gestures, the rest of Infantry immediately set up a tighter defense, with guards waiting where they dropped off, covering the 'entrance' just in case something grumpy decided to poke its head out. Guess they got that excitement they wanted!

<Koukaiju> Gloves shot a concerned glance at the blabber, but decided not to think on it too much. She was promptly handed papers, which she started looking over. "Admittedly I may be rusty from taking a good long while on autopilot with research stuff, but this doesn't even look like anything remotely close to data. Like, I feel like I'm reading a Lorem Ipsum for Scientists."

<RedOphiuchus> Looking at the data, Hoop visibly furrowed her brow. A rare break from her generally controlled nature. "I can't make any sense of it. It may be further above my head, and I simply need more experience. Or perhaps the angels encrypted it in some strange way." Things were going very different from how she anticipated.

<SenseiDezzy> “Savages,” Pendant said flatly. Nothing was beautiful about the angels so Pendant could understand the Admin’s frustrations if only a little. She looked over the paper and squinted, even so far as to adjusting her glasses up to see. She turned it around, upside down, and from behind before shrugging. “ Yeah me either.” “Yes it does, good thing your father isn’t here,” she gave a dry chuckle. God was it suddenly just hot down there. She went to wipe her head but as the faint glow of a ghost disappeared she summoned her weapon from her skirt, taking a step in front of Robe with arm out to guard her from moving forward. “Best to leave it be, we can report it once we get back.” Still, she kept her weapon in hand just in case. Pencil made sure to keep herself close at Robe’s side through their trek to find the bell’s source.

<FaroresVault> As Robe and Pencil pushed forward, the sensation of water around their ankles grew stronger. Though the tinkling was clearer, there was a faint sound of radio static coming from a nearby hallway. It had something resembling a light greenish light source the closer they came. >Approach it >Turn back ”No, no no, what the hell,” she continued muttering, her voice continuing to echo strangely in the hall as the machine she was holding – now completely disconnected from anything resembling a power source – began to spit out readings again. “Has anyone gotten a hold of what’s going on up top? This thing shouldn’t be working at all. Not in this sta—“ The Admin and any response to her was suddenly cut off by the deafening shriek of sudden radio interference at full volume.

<RedOphiuchus> Hoop covered her ears, struggling to keep her balance as the sudden sound disoriented her. She gave up trying to process everything mentally and decided to focus on keeping calm and waiting for things to stabalize. Or for the need to run to manifest. Was this the work of a ghost? It was more terrifying than anything she'd experienced in labs. Perhaps that's true of every phenomena studied by scientists.

<Koukaiju> Gloves immediately dropped paper and clutched her ears, trying to look around and locate a possible source for the noise. "GHOST--THIS MUST BE THE WORK OF A GHOST!"

<SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie ran her way through the maze of the ruins, following the sounds of people’s voices and being careful not to trip on any loose debris or other crap that was strewn across the ground. Just as she stopped for a moment to listen for more sounds, she heard incredibly loud static coming from what she could only assume was from the radio the admin had. “Bingo” she said as she dashed off, following the direction the sound came from, until she stumbled across the admin and the others. “Guys, what’s going on?” She said as she approached the others.

<Eevelion> “It's too bad, he'd love this, well maybe not this,” She'd gesture to their surroundings “But the prospect of a large smelly hole.” Coming up to the glowing hallway Robe felt a sense of dread, gulping she'd continue forward, unwilling to leave without learning anything purposeful.

<SenseiDezzy> Pendant did the same, covering her ears and hissing,” UGH WHAT EVER IT IS IT NEEDS TO SHUT THE HELL UP!”She thought back to that evanescence song and how preferable to this it would be right about now. Pencil cracked a little snort, covering her mouth at the comment. It was true and it was funny dammit. However it was short lived as the sensation of water of up to her knees and the glow green was becoming apparent. Gripping onto her spear she said calmly but cautiously, “ on your guard and stay behind me. We've gotten this far no turning back just yet,” and marched forward.

<FaroresVault> With each step further, Robe and Pencil would begin experiencing a change in their environment. Subtle at first aside from the sensation of the water. The way the area sounded.

[[DATA EXPUNGED]]

With a final lurch, most of the group found themselves violently expelled from the shared delirium of whatever that was. They would also find themselves completely disarmed and without any method of communication. Even so far away from the ruins, something about the ground felt wet, as if there were three inches of water. And yet, as before, there was none. This would not be easy to explain at headquarters, and the expressions on the faces of the Admin and other higher-ups said that clear as day. They’d lost around 70% of their escort team today. And there was absolutely no gear left over to prove it. “D…..does someone still have those…weird….readings…?” the Admin blubbered, digging around in her pockets, finding only a sheet of the dozens which had been printed. Somewhere in the depths of the lower floors of Sigma, lay a neatly and carefully arranged pile of Infantry gear, communications tools, and namesakes. Surrounding it, the gentle sound of a tinkling bell. If you listened very closely, you could hear pacing, and a quivering, confused voice. [[DATA EXPUNGED]]

<SenseiDezzy> Pendant tumbled and rolled to the ground as she was spat out from the void. Once she came to a stop she just groaned pathetically. She can’t believe she was thinking this, but she never wanted to go back to the void again. Pencil embraced for impact and wobbled back up soon as she can, “ We made it… we” It was then she noticed he hand was empty. She spun he head around and some others had made but where was… A pit welled in her stomach as looked back at the site, the pink fading from her face. “R…robe…”

<SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie quickly sprinted towards the door. When she approached the threshold of the doorway, she felt the ground shake beneath her. She quickly dodged the shrapnel and other debris suddenly flying her way, and jumped through the threshold and landed outside face first. She coughed and groaned as she tried to regain her breath from the exertion she put forth.

<Eevelion> Robe tumbled as she was expelled from the house of horrors, boy was she glad she was alive, that was very very close. It took her a moment, but she came to realize her robe was missing, she really... wasn't fond of the idea of going back to retrieve, she didn't even know if it was possible but... she did pick it out with DD. She gulped, please just spit it out or something.

<Koukaiju> Gloves was blasted out of a door and, frankly, she was already in midflight, it could've been worse, probably. She was careening at an incredibly high speed, managing to even out after a while and land nearby the others, breathing heavily. Well that happened.

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A Night on the Beach

<FaroresVault> For a late May evening it was surprisingly brisk, not cold per-say, but the air wasn’t choked with oppressive socal heat. It had been decided on something of a whim that there should be a social gathering, ideally outside. While the gardens were beautiful, it was too risky to use them for a meeting as large as this; though they were open to all in the Wastes as a source which to survive, they were in many cases too claustrophobic to be anything but an easy target….But it was with some arrangement that Imperial was scouted and made sure to be secure. Not far from the usual The pacific lapped at the shore with the same lazy rhythm it often did, the sun lowering herself towards the horizon in a draping shawl of vibrant pinks and violets. Far above, the creeping blue of the night sky swept down as if greeting the running sun; the hopeless lovers would continue their endless chase, ever present but always estranged. Most people would have wandered out, either on their own from Psi or with escort. It was serendipitous, really, that the earliest arrival was to be met. Frankly he thought he would have been on his own, gazing both out, and at the distant strobing light of one of NDC’s lighthouses. Kit would check over her shoulder to be sure Sadie hadn’t wandered off to God knows where, and to keep tabs on the rest of the crew. Tough this all went well, she elected to slow her pace to keep track of who was present anyway…a headcount was the only thing that would settle her nerves. It’s been a while since this had been allowed.

<Ever-So-Nitro> Écharpe was nervous, to say the least. Sure, she'd gradually gotten to know most everyone around the base on a one-on-one basis, but it'd been quite some time since she'd been in a large group setting like this. In fact, to her recollection, the last time she'd seen everyone all at once was when she'd first met them, back when they were investigating the old Sigma ruins. And things then had gotten fairly tense. Hopefully this would be a nice opportunity to simply relax, perhaps touch base with a few of those she hadn't spoken with in a while. Écharpe scanned across the beach as they arrived, taking a moment to enjoy the salty sea air with Jute perched on her shoulder, the zipper pet letting out a mournful call.

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet takes small strides towards the beach as he took the last puff of his cigar before spitting it aside. No more smoking around his friends. He gripped Flipper who was hoisted over his shoulder. The seal zipper pet look around before being slowly put on the ground beside Gauntlet. "Alright buddy don't go too far." He said to his blubber filled companion. // Sweater decided this was as good a time as any to get a run in. After sprinting past everyone else and bumping past her one armed friend she skidded to a halt near the water. After taking in a few breaths and wiping the sweat from her forehead she turned and gave a small salute with a smile. "Sweater reporting in."

<FaroresVault> The general footfalls of those passing in to the area had sort of shaken Tragus from his trance, but really it was the sudden spray of sand - courtesy of Sweater - which had truly knocked him back in to reality. Looking towards her, he twisted his back to glance at the rest, shooting Sweater a quick salute, and merging it in to a soft wave at Echarpe… The rest, well. He sort of nodded. Full on recon gear, the poor boy was woefully overdressed…must have just stopped here on his way back from the city instead of going to Lambda. Maybe e was actually going to see a doctor for once? Shock. He was only a month and a half overdue.

<Dottieverse> Buckle wasn't particularly excited for a day at the beach, she hated water with a passion, and really had no intention to go near it, but she wanted to go and socialize, so she figured it would be a decent idea for her to go. She stretched her arm over her head as she approached the beach, looking over the landscape to try and spot out everybody who had already arrived, and by the looks of it it wasn't too many, she supposed that was good to some degree but she would prefer more people if she was being honest with herself. In her other hand she was holding her boots and a rather large umbrella, it was amazing she could even carry it, since she was so small it looked gigantic in her arm, she really didn't want to wear her boots eather seeing as it was a hot day, and she didn't want to sweat in them, but she didn't want to leave them behind either, they never left her side before and they wouldn't leave her today either. She had put on a different outfit than usual today as well, she had a slightly off white tank top on and some short shorts, very fitting with the weather being so hot, her normal hoodie would have just cooked her. As she arrived she kicked at the sand a little and looked around for a spot to sit, before spotting one out and plopping herself down, before shoving the umbrella into the ground and opening it above herself, blocking the sun off and shading her from the heat, despite her energy she was very sensitive to the heat, and burned really easily, and she refused to wear sunscreen on top of that, she didn't like putting things on her skin too often, maybe a little makeup if she wasn't lazy but today wasn't one of those days, today was going to be a day where she could relax and maybe bother the other people around her. Now that her umbrella was finally up she decided it would be a good time to just lay down and relax until everybody had shown up, or if somebody decides to bother her, so she kicked out her legs laid her head down on the sand, looking around slightly at the beach once again, inspecting it for any new people arriving.

<theprophetgamer> As one parent counts her kids, another parent arrives with hers. Sari sauntered up next ti Kit, her sandals already off so she can truly enjoy the cool, smooth sand. Little excursions like this were few between, she's gonna soak it in! With a small 'Ahhh' to emphasize that last statement, she gave her friend a little nudge with her hip. "Have I ever said how much I love your good ideas?" Despite arriving with her mom, Locket was already gone, scouring the beach for cool stuff to take back. She doesn't get out here often; hell, it's been a good six years at least, so it only makes sense to bring a little piece of peace back home. Maybe some seaweed to slap onto Trag's head, we'll see. She doesn't ALWAYS torment the boy, though. Weird little signs of love like that is common among siblings, it'd be weird otherwise. Right? Balaclava was among the mass of other bodies that had arrived. Having spent most of his young life out in the middle of the wastes with only the occasional forest passed through while hunting, a sight like this was new to him. He stood in place for several minutes just taking it in, the openness, the calm the area seemed to naturally generate. Fixing a crease in his adoptive namesake, he watched a pelican circle the water for fish, or at least he assumed it was fish. With a beak that large, you could tell him it could eat small mammals and he'd probably believe it.

<Eevelion> Crown was making her way down to the beach in a hurry, running full speed ahead, wings beating behind her, as she crossed some of the more overgrown areas toward the beach she made a few close calls, nearly smacking face first into a few trees. Closing in on the beach she noticed a soft crunch under her foot, kind of like a bundle of dry leaves, kind of hot too, it wasn't much, but it was a big enough distraction that she failed to notice a smallish rock in her path. Tripping over it she tried to use her wings to get herself back on balance, but with the little aerial control she was capable of she only managed to slow her descent, by a pretty impressive amount, enough so that when she landed she was about thirty feet out to ocean.

<SuperSaiyan5100> The brother sister duo of Undershirt and Wristband walked across the beach as the sand crunched beneath their feet and the night breeze blowing against them, blowing the back of their jackets back slightly. It had been a long time since the two of them had spent any time together, even longer since they had any relaxation. “Finally, a chance to relax and finally hang out” Wristband said with a stretch of her arms. “You said it” Undershirt said. He looked over and saw a few figures in the distance. “I guess that’s them” he said as he pointed to them. Making their way over, Wristband was the first to greet the crowd with a wave and a “Hi, guys, long time no see”. Undershirt smiled and did a quick wave.

<Ever-So-Nitro> Echarpe gave a soft smile as she noticed Trag, waving back to him, and making her way over, taking a seat on the sand next to him. "Bonjour!" Écharpe said cheerfuly, looking out over the water. She couldn't help but warily eye the large bird hovering over the water, bringing a cautious hand up to her shouder to gently stroke Jute. "It has been some time since we have spoken, no? How are you feeling?"

<theprophetgamer> Seeing the sudden impact out at sea, Balaclava whipped out a rangefinder from his kit, almost instinctively. Whatever it was might need aid? He peers at the spot for a minute, waiting just in case whoever it was was already coming to shore.

<FaroresVault> It was a soft smile, but nevertheless a smile, with which Kit greeted Sari, bumping her friend's hip with her own. "Not my idea, actually....someone had submitted it and we had simply made sure it was safe to go." Everyone seemed to be arriving in no short order; she wasn't sure where Anklet was, but he'd figure it out. She'd raised a brow at Crown's sudden descent into the water, but wasn't terribly concerned...she was fairly positive the girl knew how to swim, and Balaclava was already on it. Sadie meanwhile practically screeched past the group with a handful of “Hi Bye”s before catapaulting herself into the water. Crown wasn’t allowed to just fuck around in the water alone. Behind her, a trail of clothing. Bloody aussies. Trag had to pull down the face gear and thus elected to outright remove his goggles from his head as Echarpe sat down, giving Buckle a wide wave as well, having not seen her in some time. As he had previously, he would default to French with her <<Hello…I’m holding up. Things are busy enough to keep me occupied,>> he chuckled <<how are you settling in?>>

<SenseiDezzy> Scrunch was absolutely positively most certainly undoubtly estatic! She make of always seemed like the perky type, but this level of excitement was a kin to a more simpler time. Crouched, she broke into a sprint , leaving a sand cloud trail on her tail still she made an abrupt cartoony stop at the shore. She took a big, deep, breath in and exhaled with a visible shiver. It was nice to be out and fill her lungs with fresh air. She saw Locket digging around in the sand and strode her way to her, “ OoOoo watcha looking for Locky?” / Lei waved off the dust storm Scrunch had left behind and calmly made his way to the beach shore. Being from heaven directly, he never had been able experienced the beach for himself only having seen it through photos. He did the same as the girl and got a good lung full of that sweet ocean air and digging his feet into thesand . “ Its way betta den could imagine!” He noticed that someone had already apparently made a jump for it into the ocean. His face lit up a little and he turned to Kit, “ Ay, cuz! We can go swim swim in dat watah?”

<Ever-So-Nitro> <<I'm doing fairly well,>> Écharpe replied. <<Everyone's been very kind to me. I don't think I've been anywhere as hospitable as this in years.>> As her bird gave another soft call, Écharpe lifted her finger to her shoulder, letting the dove perch on it as she lowered him to her lap, gently stroking him. <<That reminds me, I have a gift for you. It's not much, but...>> Écharpe reached into her bag, retrieving a small origami butterfly, presenting it to Trag.

<BEWZekrom> Goggle Strap walked slowly behind the others, taking in the fresh air and the feel of the sand beneath his bare feet. His boots were tied together and slung over his shoulder along with his bag, safely housing his microphone and other assorted items. He had his camera out, rotating as he walked so he could capture the view properly. Goggle Strap smiled as he caught sight of Corvus, his raven, lazily soaring through the air. It was a nice change of pace for the two of them, enjoying being outside of the base for a bit.

<FaroresVault> Kit gave Lei a quick wave "Long as you can swim, have a blast!"

<Gentlemanlyman> Sweater look over the water with a smirk. "Well good think I came prepared." She tosses her hat aside and quickly tears off her clothes revealing a set of workout clothes underneath she takes a couple steps back before rushing and jumping right into the water. "Now this is something I have wanted to do since forever." // Gautnlet patted flippers head and smiled. "Ok buddy you have fun ok?" He went to take off his shirt but decided why not and just tore it off. "I didn't need that anyway." He opened a satchel he has beside him and started inflating a small buoy before sliding it over his waist and stepping into the water and drifting along.

<theprophetgamer> Sari returned the smile with her own. "Well regardless, any excuse to be near my little crush is always welcome." She places a friendly hand on her far shoulder and gives Kit an always needed hug. Even if it's not needed, she's getting one and liking it, tough tits. She held on as Crown made her sudden presence known. "Guess someone likes to make a splash at social gatherings." Oh my god did you just Seeing a shape(Sadie) plow face-first into the ocean, Balaclava joined suit. Rangefinder back in his kit, he undid a latch on his webbing, all his gear crashing to the soft sand with a dull thump. He yanked off his namesake and the top portions of his uniform, don't need the extra drag from the weight. Kind of hard to notice how not-pale the boy is as he dove in after the crashdown victim, despite being in said gear nearly constantly. Locket looked back and gave Scrunch a big Malik-patented smile. "Oh, hi! I don't know yet, really, just lookin' for something to take home."

<Eevelion> Under normal circumstances Crown would have surfaced almost right away, she hadn't hit the water very hard to throw her off, but her crown did fall off her head when she went in so she spent a couple of minutes looking for it on the ocean floor, she absolutely positively could not lose it. To her relief it wasn't that hard to find. Turning back to the shore she noticed a face she hadn't seen lately jump in, she waved over to the other submerged girl and tried to greet her with a "Hi, Sadie!" but she made the critical error of forgetting she was underwater and as such only received a torrent of water flooding into her mouth. Realizing her mistake she quickly rose to the surface and coughed out the salty seawater.

<ZakuTaku> Both Ravissepto siblings couldn't decline an invitation to the beach. So much nostalgia was invoked by the simple sight of sand and sea. Be it memories of a simple time or the homey feeling that the smell of sea salt gave off, Obi and Sleeves were both at ease. "Gang's all here," the sister said with a small smile, the sight of everyone getting comfy already giving her an automatic feeling of relaxation. "That they are," Obi chimed in, his garb consisting of the brown cloak that was practically his signature wardrobe back in the yesteryears. "This is nice, just...this," he continued, the two already setting up near shore, Sleeves unrolling a towel for the two while Obi set down his robe carefully, the breeze of the ocean causing his mane to gently flow. "Simbaaaa..." Sleeves jokingly said, waving her hand near her brother's face and earning a small laugh from him. "Cute. Very cute," Obi replied with feigned sarcasm as he noogied his older sibling, the two watching the waves while taking notice of those in the water. If only such tranquility could last like this forever. But alas, every moment was precious, so this would definitely have to do.

<Dottieverse> Buckle gave a polite wave back to Trag before sitting herself up, looking around at the other people on the beach and in the water, she winced slightly at even the thought of having to get in the water, she honestly despised being wet, showers were a hassle, baths were a no, she was like a cat when it came to water. However Buckle wouldn't have come without some sort of entertainment for herself, stretching her arms again she reached into her boots and pulled out a pair of binoculars. She did that often when she wasn't wearing her boots, not only were they good for wearing, but they doubled as a place to put things, if she needed to remember something, just put them in her boots, she’d find them eventually, just depends how big it is. Now binoculars were perfect for the beach, she could watch the sunset up close, look at the birds, maybe even watch the waves, but why do any of that, when the best view of all was right there in the water, i mean look at all the bodacious babes bouncing in the beautiful blue water, it was Buckles dream come true, and if anybody asked she could just play it off as if she was watching the sunset. Times like these only come once in a lifetime, and after positioning herself to get a good view she gave herself a little smirk and a cute high pitched but quiet “yeee.” Now of course this would be gay if it was any other person, but Buckle was as straight as she could possibly be, totally not gay at all, i mean she was just admiring the beauty of these women, there was nothing gay about that at all, nope, nothing, not at all, she was as straight as a ruler, and she will stick to that story until the day she dies, no way will anybody question anything about her intentions, not on her watch.

<SenseiDezzy> “Mahalo!” He gave a thumbs up and made a run for it into the ocean. Wow! It was cold. And Salty. Note to self: keep mouth closed when in water. But he didn’t mind it. It was a pleasant surprise and a new experience he was going to treasure. Having only just met the ocean, he felt like he knew it his whole life. Once he rose up from the water, he just laid there calmly. “ Dey don’t have waves like dis in heabon, bruh.” He said, drifting alongside Gauntlet. / “Maybe some shells!” Scrunch then began to search around with her, keeping an eye out for anything cool to take back to base. She picked up a few shells and placed them in sack she brought just for the occasion,“ we can make bracelets or necklaces outta them!”

<vividExplorer> Anklet was excited about tonight. It’s been awhile since he's seen everyone after all. What with his track record of locking himself in lambda working on this, that or the other thing it’s not really surprising but quite a bad habit he has to work on. Even now as everyone gathered on Imperial beach to watch the stars, he was walking in from the direction of his home base. He wasn’t alone though in his arms sat a white bird type zip, Ruffles. He heard a few others were bringing their zips so why not bring his. A smile spread over his features as he watched everyone enjoy themselves on the warm night. This is exactly what they needed. Warm sand, cool breeze, a sky of stars and wonderful people to share it with.

<SuperSaiyan5100> Wristband watched as some of the people made their way into the water. She decided to follow the rest of them. Stripping down, she began to take her underwear off. “Wristband, what the hell are you doing?” Undershirt asked. “Swimming, duh” she said “No, I meant your underwear” Undershirt responded. “Oh yeah, hold on to them for me, will ya?” She asked as she tossed her underwear to Undershirt before sauntering unto the water. “God damn it Wristband” he thought. Setting her Underwear down, Undershirt took off his shirt and pants. He left his underwear ON LIKE A NORMAL PERSON, and jumped in after her.

<theprophetgamer> "And that's why I like you!" Locket peeped at Scrunch's idea. The best kind of gift is from the heart, the second best is recycled goods!

<SenseiDezzy> She giggled and then suddenly gasped. Scrunch frantically dug around in the sand before she revealed her find to Locket. “Locky look!” in Scrunch’s hand was a pink conch and on Scrunch’s face was a smile as wide Kit’s hips.

<FaroresVault> She’d….she’d certainly tried to hug Sari properly; it hasn’t been right over the last half decade without her left arm. But she’d try. It was watching the rest of the group which softened her expression further – it was funny how anxiety did that to you. You didn’t even know you looked worried until you feel it melt away. “Well of course.” Kit teased, allowing Sari to do her thing briefly as she stepped onto the sand. Nothing wrong with some night swimming. Not that she felt she really could anymore, but it was nice to watch the others seem to enjoy themselves…She’d noticed that Buckle was of the same mind, but perhaps for different reasons. Crossing his legs, Trag smiled. The same, even smile he was so used to giving, but always an effective one. At the very least it was natural. <<I’m glad to hear that…Hopefully something good will come of you being here; at least for you. We already consider your presence a blessing of itself.>> and they did. They did for anyone whom they brought in, but a stray angel was a notable change. A bizarre one. Who knows what did or could have happened out there to her? He raised a brow as Echarpe dug around, the other meeting it as she handed him the butterfly. <<Ah…it’s beautiful, thank you.>> He turned it in his hands, admiring the silhouette of the craft. <<Did you make this?>> He knew precisely where to place it later. Sadie beamed underwater at Crown, pushing herself up from the seabed and rocketing back up “OWS IT BEEN?” she almost hollered, a little caught up in her response. She always liked Crown, thought the girl was Neat, maybe they could get up to something later.

<Gentlemanlyman> Flipper after rolling around the beach for a bit see one of his best friends ever shade. After flopping his way over he noticed someone underneath it. He knew they wouldn't mind it was all for a good cause of getting some nice needed shade. He rolled up near them and parked his fat ass as far under the umbrella as he could and let out a deep breath before slowly falling asleep.

<ZakuTaku> "Soooo, we gonna stand here and just lollygag in the sand or are we actually gonna do some socializing today?" Sleeves asked, knocking her brother out of his state of tranquility. "C'mooon, it's been forever since we've had opportunities like this, let's make the most of it!" "I'm fine just sitting here, y'know," Obi replied back to her sister, earning a soft punch on the shoulder from her. "You're talking to someone today, so help me. Look, I'm going in the water to get little miss royal, and you? Get to socializing." Both siblings knew that Sleeves meant well. The girl just wanted to see her brother have that happy vibe that he carried back in the day. Giving his hair a quick ruffle, Sleeves gave Obi a quick hug before stripping out of her outerwear and going into the water. "I mean it!" shooting him a jokingly stern look before swimming over to Crown and Sadie

<Yuki-chan001> For what has seemed like a eternity of walkling and waiting for a impatient energetic child. a pink blur zooms past obi with audible "YAAAAYY~!"loud then fading as it got further away darting for the ocean. The pink blur was none other then the cute little pink Kitten her self pom, growing up the way she did she was never this close to the ocean so the first chance she could take she decided she dash straight for the water and see what it was like! she had a million and billion questions about it and she just had to experience it her self to answer them all!

<SenseiDezzy> Chaqueta jogged after Pom, not nearly as fast as the pink blur. " Careful Mija! Wait for Chacha!!" SHe kicked off her sandles and dipped a toe in the water, hesitant at how cold it was before tip-toping in. Cold, cold, COLD. Still, she trotted on to reach Pom and placed some floaties on her arms and giving her a little pet on the head. "Safe first my little kitten."

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet turned over to lei with a smile. "Yes I dare say there is nothing like it anywhere." He says as he spins slowly and uncontrollably. He looks over to the shore to see his Flipper getting some of his daily r&r under the umbrella. "You two have fun." He yells over before trying to spin back to Lei. // Sweater darted back and forth through the water having fun before she stopped for a minute. "Man gotta keep this body in shape wouldn't wanna lose all these muscles." She flexes a little before she dives under the water.

<Dottieverse> Buckle was slightly caught off guard by Wristband but if anything that only made her more happy she brought the binoculars, she felt re-energized, like she could take on the entire world, not because it was hot or anything she was straight after all. Buckle was slightly interrupted by the zipper pet that had just joined her under the umbrella, she wasn't too bothered by them though, seeing as they weren't wet and seemed rather relaxed she smiled and resumed her ‘star gazing’. She was rather fidgety however, she really didn't like sitting still for very long, so it was hard for her to stay still and enjoy, over the past minute she probably switched how she was positioned like three times, from sitting to squatting to straight up lying down on her back. Every view was perfection as far as she could tell, this would truly be a night to remember for her. She was more or less concerned that somebody would distract her from what she was doing, she might miss some prime fanservice moments, like what if somebody falls on somebody else, or the classic swimsuit falling off, or what if-. She was going over all the possible scenarios that she could never miss, they were good in anime sure but in real life they could only be better. As she fantasized however she couldn't help but catch herself letting out a rather trashy laugh, one befitting of a fujoshi but if fujoshi was about yuri and not yaoi. She caught herself mid laugh before stopping herself, she didn't want anybody to think she was some perv or anything.

<Ever-So-Nitro> Écharpe nodded. <<Yes. It's something of a hobby of mine,>> she explained. <<My room is rather full of them, I'm running out of space, to be honest.>> She gave a light chuckle. <<But it's a sort of nice problem to have, I haven't really had a "room" to myself in some time.>> She sighed, and leaned back, deciding to let Jute fly off on his own for a bit. He'd be easy enough to call back, Écharpe had been working on her bird calls for a reason.

<Eevelion> Crown gave herself a short break to catch her breath before responding to Sadie "Heeey Sadie! It's good to see you, it's been so long! I haven't been doing too much lately, taking care of my bone collection, how about you?" She floated around on her back, slowly paddling herself around her friend "It's really pretty tonight isn't it? everyone seems to be having fun too." then, as if remembering something she flipped backwards underwater, resurfacing barely a moment later "OMG, I just remembered something, some months back I found this little robot! I wanted to show you it but I completely forgot, I thought you might be interested." Seeing her Aunt Sleeves making her way over she gave her a wave and tried introducing her and Sadie "Sadie, this is my Aunt Sleeves, she's a friend of my moms, Aunt Sleeves, this is my friend Sadie."

<SenseiDezzy> Lei sun his body minus head back in the water to see where Gaunlet had been calling to. Oh! Was that seal zipper pet? “Whoa bruddah! Choice pet hellah cute!!” He remembered his fish back up in heaven rose up a nostalgic smile. Then an idea rose to his head next and his smile turned to that of cheer, “ Ay you tink can find fish in these watahs?”

<Yuki-chan001> Pom came the screeching halt in the water waiting for chacha "sorwy mama.." she said pouting as Chaqueta slipped on her floaties. Mittens clung to pom's head half falling off shaking like a leaf terrified of all the blue stuff around them, yea ... mittens remebers bath time Chacha. He didn't have fun at bath time! pom looked up at Chacha with her best please eyes and said " can i still explore the beach~?"

<FaroresVault> A sea bass swims just below Gauntlet and Lei, brushing up against their feet in its passing.

<ZakuTaku> Nearly eating sand due to how fast Pom was going, Obi was greeted by another familiar sight: Pom and Chaqueta. The two humans had a great deal of importance to Obi, both radiating huge amounts of positivity and proving to Obi that there was something to live for. That despite all of the horrors and trials that the angels had been through, there was something worth saving outside of the bases. That and Chaqueta was cute but shut up, that's his concern not yours. Seeing this as a good opportunity, Obi waved over to the two and got up and joined them, the sight of the petrified Mittens earning a small laugh from him. That cat seemed just about inseparable from her. "Fancy running into you two here!"

<BEWZekrom> Goggle Strap made sure to keep out of everyone’s way as he searched for a spot on shore to set up his stuff, only half paying attention to what the camera was recording. It took a couple minutes, but he finally found a bit of beach good enough for his liking. He set his camera down on a rock so that it would continue recording while he got everything else set up. Corvus spotted the boy and flew down, landing beside the camera and gave him a calm, “Caw.” “Enjoying the beach air, buddy?” Goggle Strap laughed. Corvus cawed in response and fiddled around with the camera while Goggle Strap was busy. He found the zoom button relatively quickly, letting out a startled squawk as the camera whirred and beat the small machine with a wing, causing it to focus in on the swimmers and beach goers rather than the scenery.

<ZakuTaku> "Oh yeah, Sadie! Uh... Theta, yeah?" Sleeves guessed, swimming along side to Crown to give her a quick smooch on the head. There was something about being called auntie that made Sleeves revel in joy. She already had Tragus and Locket calling her aunt and now Crown was in on the craze. If they ever manage to make this hell on earth a bit more heavenly, a full time job of super aunt would be great. But an army of nephew's and niece's aside, Sleeves had to return back to reality. The salty, wet, sea breeze reality that was the beach.

<SuperSaiyan5100> Wristband surfaced and just floated on her back as she watched the sky. It was a very beautiful night. The sun was getting lower and the stars were becoming more visible. The rocking motion from the waves was very soothing as well, like all of her troubles were being washed away. This is what she needed. Meanwhile, Undershirt swam ashore. The water was too cold for him to stay in there much longer. He looked out and saw some people in the water still. He had no idea how they could tolerate it. Instead he laid on the still warm sand.

<FaroresVault> Continuing to flip the butterfly in his hands, Trag nodded, opening one of the smaller zip compartments in his outer armour and gently tucking it in. <<It is beautiful, I have somewhere I can hang it, I know it’ll look wonderful….I hope the changes aren’t overwhelming for you, though.>> He was almost absent in his addition, turning with some speed to look to the opposite site of the beach and into the distance. To further observers, you would catch him squint slightly. It was a moment before he shook his head and brought his attention back to Echarpe, surveying the area behind her. The sudden changes here were certainly noticeable. <<I’d loathe for that to be an issue in any form.>> The small girl kicked her legs in the water, only sort of treading herself around the surface with her arms. “Bones??? When didja collect bones there???” she raised her brows “I’ve been workin on me pistol but thas bout it…kina blew up a wall on base so I’m sorta grounded again.” She laughed, though her tone lost no cheer. “What’s it do? Doya know? Or ave I got a wrenchin to do?” and she kept grinning, her nose crinkling slightly, but more to indicate she was joking. With the introduction of Sleeves she attempted to turn in the water, not the most graceful at doing so in a more stationary position. “g’day! G’venin? Eh,” she waved. "Oi yea! Yea! Theta." She tacked on, quickly.

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet immediately feeling the fowl slimy sea creature brush up against him jumps in fear. "I don't know what that thing was but I will not let it get away. " Without a second thought his namesake transforms and he reels back hitting the water and sending a small torrent of water upward.

<SenseiDezzy> Lei jolted a little in Gauntlets direction and bumped into his buoy. “ Oh! Bruh!! You feel dat?!” Once the initial shock had worn off he smiled determinedly. “ Be right back bruh I’m goin FISHIN’!” He then ducked into the water and set off after the bass. as the sudden torret of water he quickly swam back up for a second to shout, " AY AY BRUH. LEAVE FISH ALONE IT FRIEND!" and then he was back in pursuit. / She pulled Mittens off Pom’s head and chuckled, “ Don’t worry Mittens you can stay with me. I aint going too far and you’re not due for bath time just yet. “ She the kitten’s back, trying to calm it back down. “ Of course, Sweetie. I’ll keep watch of you from here. Find mama Chacha something if you do.” Oh and the tree had appeared. “ its an open event on the beach, of course we, especially Pom, wouldn’t want to miss out!” She chuckled again, continuing to pet at the kitten. She had decided to go simple with a white one piece and doing her hair up in a ponytail rather than the side tail today. “ If you’re looking for a rematch it’ll have to wait to Pom’s all swimmed out.” The rematch she was referring to was, ofcourse, the race they had where she cheated> won fair and square.

<Gentlemanlyman> Flipper in his lazy sleepy state rolls over partially onto buckle and partially onto the umbrella causing it to tilt and bend. The lazy seal lets out slight snoring noise completely unaware of what it is doing. // Gauntlet looks at Lei diving under the water. "I will help you catch this beast!" He yells as he flips himself upside down in an attempt to catch the fish. // Sweater stretches and swims to shore sitting besides Goggle Strap as he sets up his camera. "Trying to get shots of all the babes on the beach?" She jokes and laughs a little.

<Eevelion> Crown giggled at Sleeves kissing her head "It's always nice to see you Aunt Sleeves," turning her attention back towards Sadie she realized she had never told her about her bone collection "Oh, that's right, you don't know about that, well, sometimes I like to go out in the wilderness and find dead animals and stuff, I clean the bones and keep them in my room, skulls are my favorite finds though." It was around then that she noticed the fully nude Wristband floating on the waves, her entire front exposed to the world, Crown blushed and looked down and away from her direction, still embarassed, she replied to Sadie "Oh, y-yeah, I'm not really sure what the robot does, the uh, instructor, Sigil Ring I think his name was, called it The Battler, it doesn't work though, it was sitting at the bottom of a pool for a while."

<Ever-So-Nitro> Écharpe couldn't help but notice Tragus looking down the beach, following his gaze and quirking an eyebrow, before looking behind her as Trag looked past her. <<Is everything alright?>> Écharpe asked, turning to look at Tragus with no small amount of concern on her face. <<You seem a bit distracted...>> Jute, meanwhile, would come down and find a neat little perch on a rock near Goggle Strap and Corvus, letting out a soft call.

<theprophetgamer> After 5,000 years Balaclava finally got to his mark, only to be...fashionably late. "Oh, everyone's alright. No-one drowned.........that's good. Good...." Awkward man is awkward as he slowly submerged himself in a vain attempt to escape the embarrassing 'rescue attempt'. Locket squinted at the conch. "Heeey, I like it. That's a great start! Let's make a whole damn accessory line, make this trip really worthwhile." She immediately dives into a shallow dune in the hopes of more equally pretty prizes. After spreading some love, Sari made her way to the water's edge like the rest of the cool kids, spying her daughter on the far side with Scrunchie. She's just glad that the her brat had someone to hang with, maybe give Trag some breathing room. Locket sure did seem to take a shine to her....you think they're... Sari wipes away a mock tear. "They grow up so fast."

<ZakuTaku> Aaand way to pour salt on the on the wound there, Chaqueta. Or in this case, sand. Playfully poking the side of the ex-reporter's stomach, Obi took note of the one piece that Chaqueta was sporting. Not that he wasn't having his eyes glued to it or anything, it just looked nice on her, ok? I mean. Really nice. "Actually, I've been meaning to spend some time with you. Even if I were to eat sand again, ya cheat~" he said with a bit of a smirk, bumping his hip slightly against hers.

<Yuki-chan001>Pom nodded really fast excited to explore in the ocean "Okay~, thank you mama~!" she then turned her attention to Obi and smiled " Yea~! I'm gonna explore the Ocean~!!!" the child waved her arms in the air Happily while running further into the water but not too far like chacha instructed her to to be careful. while mittens cuddled into Chacha's chest trying to find a place to hide slowly calming down and pom paddled along happily.<vividExplorer>Gently setting Ruffle down on the sand she promptly skittered to the open umbrella and hopped up on top the seal. she loved Anklet but she wasn't as fond of sand, plus it the other zip looked to be sleeping so she figured they wouldn’t mind a friend just drop by and chill on their back for a bit. The unfamiliar girl beside them seemed to be having a good time with those binoculars glued to her face. Chuckling at his not so feathered friend Anklet made his way over to kit. He wrapped his arm around their shoulders, giving a soft squeeze and a kiss on the head. “Hey bae.” He says calmly, pushing a strand of hair out of her face.

<SuperSaiyan5100>Wristband saw Crown blushing and gave her a little wave. She then noticed Buckle. She motioned for her to come down here and join her. Meanwhile Undershirt heard some commotion to the side of him and saw Goggle Strap and a few others. “Great, the paparazzi is here.” He said as he put his clothes back on and walked over to him. “What the hell are you doing? Taking pictures of my sister? Perv” he said as he reached him.<SenseiDezzy>Smushing her head to the side of Locker’s face and the conch to the other side of her crunch asked, “What do you think magic conch?” After a few short seconds passed smiled, nodding approvingly and held it up gloriously, “ The conch has spoken!” And shoved it into her sack. Sari spoke too soon, Scrunch is literally an 8 year old./ Chaqueta grined and returned the bump “If that’s the price youre willing to pay to speak with me, I’m flattered.” Giving an approving nod to Pom she she looked up at the sky for a moment and then back at Obi, “ Not everyday we get to do something like this. The sky is much more clearer out here than in the city I realized. I wish I could get a picture.”

<Dottieverse>Buckle started to notice the umbrella move, and started to feel the setting sun shine on her face, she covered her eyes looking at the zipper pet leaning on the pole of the umbrella before trying to move them rather forcefully, if there was anything she hated more than the moonlight it was the sunlight. She would basically do anything at this point to get out of the sun, and as she was focused on this she would be missing all the fanservice and sexy ladies in the water. After she moved the zipper pet rather roughly she repositioned the umbrella and sighed to herself before returning to gazing on those hot beach babes. But before she could do anything more another zipper pet seems to have landed on her umbrella as well causing it to tilt slightly, this was getting slightly annoying, she decided that to stop it from leaning she would have to find a way to stop it, so she quickly stood herself up and ran to find a rock, leaving her binoculars behind and also exposing herself to the light, she swore that if she got a tan she would be very upset. She eventually found one of a moderate size and picked it up gently, carrying it back as fast as she could with a small skip to her step before dropping it next to the umbrella and positioning it so the umbrella could no longer move. She sat down and let out a brief sigh before resuming her innocent peeping that had no perverted connotations at all, and as soon as she put the binoculars to her eyes she saw Wristband wave to her to join her in the water, her face went a deep shade of red but her hatred for water outweighed her desires, so she remained seated where she was.

Location: Imperial beach; night.

<ZakuTaku>"HE'S GOT YOUR SCENT. RUN, FORREST, RUN!" Sleeves called out to Goggle Strap. Oh, those crazy kids.

<FaroresVault>Waving gently, Tragus shook his head <<I’m quite alright, I just thought I heard something. Happens to the best of us.>> he laughed softly, at least trying to diffuse her expression. He really didn’t care for all the noise on the beach though…glad they were all enjoying himself, but absolutely wanted nothing to do with it. <<Hey…what do you think about seeing something of a local wonder?>> Peeling her glasses off and trying to blow off the waterdroplets, Sadie squinted at Crown as she spoke. “That’s….somethin” in all honesty she wasn’t sure what to make of it “bones are cool though” she guessed? She needed them after all. But with the addition to the robot, she nodded vigorously, dumping her glasses back in to the water in her excitement “Well aint that a grouse….May I look at it? Maybe we can stick it together.” Frankly, Anklet had scared the pants off Kit. She’d almost spaced out, and had jumped slightly at sudden contact. Eyes wide, she shot him a glance paired with her wheeze. “-hey,” was about all she’d choke out for a moment “took the scenic route?”

<SenseiDezzy> Lei rose up majestically out of the water next to Pom with the bass embraced in a hug. “Got him!” He then noticed Pom, “ Ay sistah you eva see a ting like dis ‘for?”

<ZakuTaku> "Shoulda brought a camera on my part," Obi said with a small sigh. Granted he didn't have one, but hey, it's the thought that counts. "So uh... Listen, I'm gonna sound like a broken record here but I'm glad that you two are here," he said with a small smile, while on the inside he was faced with a bigger inner turmoil; does he go for the hand hold or just another friendly hip bump. Part of him wanted to play it safe, but fuck it, risks were meant to be taken. Slowly inching his hand towards hers, Obi linked a finger around hers before letting it sit there. The mind was screaming "ABORT ABORT" but the heart was screaming "HOLD IT". Such. A. Dilemma. But nonetheless, the hand of the senorita was held and while the palms weren't sweaty, the knees were a tad bit heavy. But he did it.

<Ever-So-Nitro> Écharpe, frankly, could do without the noise. While she was happy to see everyone enjoying themselves, being in a crowd like this wasn't doing her anxiety any favors. <<That sounds lovely,>> Écharpe replied, glancing around for her bird. Spotting Jute over with Goggle Strap (and the slightly distressing situation that was unfolding), Écharpe cupped her hands over her mouth, whistling through them and calling the dove. Jute would perk up a bit, and promptly flew over to the angel, perching on her shoulder once again. <<I'm ready when you are, Tragus,>> she said, smiling softly.

<SuperSaiyan5100> Wristband noticed that Buckle wasn’t going to join her. She pouted and got off her back and started treading water again. She noticed that sun had gone down completely and it was probably a good time to head back to shore. She walked up on the beach and shook her hair dry a bit before noticing that her clothes got covered in sand. “Damn it Undershirt, I told you to hang on to these. No way am I wearing them now” she thought as she dropped them back on the sand. Not that she minded anyway.

<BEWZekrom> “Okay,” Goggle Strap said to himself as he cracked his back and straightened up, “that looks like we got everything.” He sat down on his towel, tossing his hat beside him and turned towards Corvus and his camera. “Oi, careful with that!” he scolded the raven when he noticed him playing with the camera. “They don’t exactly have a Radio Shack back at Psi.” He shook his head and took the device away from his bird to look it over, though thankfully it didn’t look like it was scratched up. After putting the zoom back to default he reached over and scratched the edge of Corvus’ beak to show he wasn’t really mad at the bird. Corvus cawed a greeting to Jupe before closing his eye and letting out a contented chirp at Goggle’s attentions. The boy jerked in surprise at Sweater’s arrival, resulting in an annoyed noise from Corvus. “No babes, just the beach,” he said when he calmed himself. “Although…” He stopped the recording and switched to the camera’s normal setting, aiming it at a familiar spikey-haired figure. Goggle Strap snapped a picture of Undershirt across the beach and turned back to Sweater. “I guess the beach isn’t the only good-looking bit of scenery around,” he finished with a grin. Just in time for Undershirt to hear. “Wait what?” he asked in response to Undershirt’s accusation. “No! I’m just filming the outing, Rockband; show later generations that we had time for fun and stuff, y’know?” He wasn’t even aware Undershirt even had a sister.

<ZakuTaku> And much like the historical move known as the RKO, Sleeves managed to get to Buckle out of nowhere, taking note in the young one's set up. Oh, those crazy kids. "Sup, buddy?" She greeted the smoll. "Quality bae-watch session, I'm guessing?" The angel continued, taking a seat next to her, waving to Crown to let her know where she was.

<FaroresVault> As Echarpe called the bird, he pushed himself up to stand, offering her a hand to assist in her standing as well. <<It’s not far from here, just a little south. Though…it is inlaid in the cliffs.>> Tragus shrugged <<Not much I Can do about that, but it is worth it.>>

<Gentlemanlyman> Sweater stands up trying to tower over both Undershirt and Goggle Strap despite her size. "Fighting on a public beach?" She says with a gleam in her eye. "You know that is a punishable offense riiight?" She cracks her knuckles. // Gauntlet looks up at the fish Lei is holding. "A mighty catch you vetter get it in water before it drowns if you want to keep it. He laughs a little and slips out of his tube by accident slipping under the water. // Flipper looks at the new commotion with annoyance. How dare they bother his relaxing time. He flops his tale a couple times to make a distracting noise.

<Dottieverse> Buckle took quick notice of Wristband coming to dry land, and was quick to focus in on her, mostly because she was naked, but also because she was naked. She giggled to herself stupidly and tried her best not to blush but to no avail. She took quick notice of sleeves sitting next to her and almost choking on her words when she brought up what she was doing “Wh-what.. No im uh… watching the sunset… i'm no perv” She was hoping her sock would come off more as her being caught off guard by sleeves “weird statement” than her being found out. She shifted a little in her seat the binoculars now in her lap seeing as somebody was next to her it would be a little harder to do what she came for, and she wasn't upset since it was a girl but it certainly wasnt a naked one. Not that that matters or anything, she's not gay afterall. She shook her head and looked Sleeves over quickly “Is that what you’re doing here huh? Are you a pervert?” She had a small smirk on her face and was slightly hoping that would catch her off guard enough to evade any distrust Sleeves had about her ‘star gazing’

<Ever-So-Nitro> Écharpe took Tragus's hand, standing up. <<That shouldn't be an issue,>> she replied. <<I can fly, remember? You're sure you won't have any trouble, though?>>

<SenseiDezzy> Chaqueta suddenly, had the odd craving for spaghetti at that moment. Distracted by the sudden craving, she hadn’t noticed Obi had entertwinded his hand with hers but soon as she did the cold didn’t seem as noticeable as before. Infact, she felt a little warm within her chest and squeezed his palm. “I’m glad you were able to come out today. Before I came here I had planned on doing a report on a rare attraction that only appears every 100 years or so and was hoping we’d be able to see it tonight.” Totally not a date.

<Yuki-chan001> Pom paddled around trying to feel around with her toes, interrupted by the rise of lei out of thew water with the giant fishy " GASSSSP! O ... MY ... GOSHIE...! Thats a big thing!" pom pointed at the fish exclaiming. pom then proceeded to close her eyes really tight and scooching closer to Lei to poke the fish then opened opened her eyes after succeeding poking the slimy fishy. "wats is this thingy why is it so big??? and icky!"

<Eevelion> Crown nodded "Yeah! I was hoping you'd take a look, don't really think I'm gonna be able to fix it myself." Crown noticed it was getting pretty dark, enough so that she couldn't see much in the water anymore "Hope you don't mind, but I'm gonna head to shore now, we can talk more there!" paddling her way back to land she'd take note of the water just pouring off her clothes, she decided it'd feel pretty oppressive to leave them all on, so, starting with her vest, she stripped down to her skivvies, wringing out her removed clothes, folding them, and balancing them atop her shoes so they wouldn't get covered in sand.

<SuperSaiyan5100> Undershirt made a noise of annoyance at Sweaters comment. He then growled and grabbed Goggle Strap by the collar. “Okay first of all, don’t call me Rockband, second of all, I’m keeping my eye on you. Pull any funny shit and I’ll make sure you’ll regret it” he said as he released his grip on his collar. Meanwhile, Wristband noticed the commotion going on over there and saw her brother getting in a fight with the news guy. “God damn it” she said as she began to walk over to them, but was stopped when something in the water caught her eye. “What the hell?” she mumbled as she went in and retrieved it.

<FaroresVault> He blinked slowly, then laughed, almost embarrassed. <<Sometimes I forget I can’t. I’ll be alright…I come here a lot when I’m feeling off.>> He was more than used to the trek. <<Besides, would I be in this suit if I couldn’t handle something a little difficult?>> of course, Trag was teasing. With that though, he began striding towards the cliffs. <<I found this place by accident actually, I’d been wandering about with Ca-->> He’d opened his mouth and paused, blinking, his voice hanging on the first syllable of her name. Saying it didn’t feel right. But calling her his late anything didn’t feel right either. Time had passed and that was still more than a little raw…an odd few moments. <<…a late recon member.>> he’d settled with a smile <<and we had taken some shelter from a nasty storm that’d blown in. I’m not sure if people around here know about it – it faces right out to the ocean. Kind of a pain.>> Trag chuckled. Nodding, Sadie followed Crown back to shore, though didn’t care much to pick up her shorts and top. She settled for adjusting her bandeau and snapping her panties in to place. “It shouldn’t be too hard to fix I reckon, maybe need a couple parts, being underwater.” She looked up to Crowns folding and laughed “Aint you fancy?” She'd had nothing better to do but watch, so Kit caught sight of Undershirt and Goggles rather swiftly. "Hoi!" she boomed towards the two, waving her arm and stepping over, patting Anklets shoulder "I'll be back". It was only a few moments before she got there. "What's going on? You can deal with this without the manhandling."

<ZakuTaku> "Says the girl with totally obvious binoculars with them," she said with a raised eyebrow. "Trust me, kiddo. I did some peeping in my days. Happily taken though, thank you very much." she said with a small laugh, giving the smoll pink haired angel a playful push. "Nah, just people watching. Or people-people watching even now that I'm talking to you, short stuff," Sleeves said with a small laugh.

<Ever-So-Nitro> Écharpe followed along as Tragus led the way, listening intently to his story. She tilted her head a bit as he paused, those lines of concern starting to show on her face again, but she decided not to pursue the issue, nodding gently. <<Well, I suppose we all need a few spots to ourselves,>> Écharpe replied. <<I'm flattered that you've decided to share it with me, though.>>

<SenseiDezzy> “ Yeah dis buggah pretty BIG,” He stuggled to keep the fish in his grasp a little longer. “But he be a fish, sistah. A bass being specific.” Lei gave the bass a kiss. Gross. He then looked over to Gauntlet and registered his words. “ Pink Bruh… you tink cuz over der let fish stay with me. If no can… can just eat fo dinnah.”

<theprophetgamer> Where was Sari when all this commotion going on? She was sitting in the shallows at the other end, bereft of her clothing, her legs crossed, eyes closed, hands held in her lap in a meditative manner. Much as she loves being around people(and this pack was a big ol' pile of cute, let me tell you), but the cool evening air with the warm brine just screamed 'soothing'. Yes, if anyone actively looked over they'd get an eyeful, but such things are everyday affairs in one way or another. Besides, salt water felt great on bare skin.

<vividExplorer> “ ’m sorry I didn’t mean to startle you.” He chuckled softly. “Yeah, I figured a walk would be good for me, ya know.” He tried to stifle his laughter upon seeing Balaclava practically fly out of the ocean, covered it crabs. Shooting a quick “You good bud?” in the mans direction to make sure he was alright once the final crustacean was hurled back into the sea. Those lil’ buggers can hurt a lot if they catch you just right.

<ZakuTaku> "Aaaaalllrightty. Enjoy those stars, kiddo." Giving Buckle a pap on the head, Sleeves dove back into the water, swimming back to shore and back to her laid out towel to dry, shooting a quick "Yo!" towards Sari and the other niece before plopping down into her towel.

<FaroresVault> <<You’re more than welcome, maybe you could use it if you need it.>> He didn’t have a lot to say for the more complex scaling around the water and cliff face, though. But he was very particular about making sure she made it across and over, eventually flopping in to a moderate opening in the stone wall, again offering her a hand to pull her in. The inside was very dark, and had something of a low whistle as the wind coursed through it. Kit grinned at the observation “Well thank you, I do try to be.” And so, she rested her palm on her hip. “I’d noticed the camera…that doesn’t immediately mean anything, though. You should be aware of what assumptions can do.” A gentle chastising….she looked to Goggle Strap. “For further record, it’s generally good to ask people if you can film them first….could you just show the footage to help assuage any anxiety?” her tone was soft enough; stern, yes, but not nastily so. “Ya look like ya just came out of a barbie, you right?” Sadie shook her glasses again, blowing the water off as she did before…good enough. “S’all good though, just let me know when! We can take a look. And your pa has good taste.”

<BEWZekrom>Goggle Strap was surprised when Undershirt grabbed him, but didn’t flinch, he’d gotten into worse back in New Daten. He brushed off his bandana when he was let go, gave Sweater a small smile for attempting to intimidate the other Angel and faced Undershirt coolly. “Message received,” he replied, smiling calmly. “No funny stuff. Though, you’re always welcome to keep more than just an eye on me, Guitar Hero.” He danced out of Undershirt’s reach at his last jibe and raised his hands in surrender. “Kidding, kidding!” he said, grinning at the annoyed Angel. Man, Undershirt was just too much fun to tease. He turned his attention to Kit when she approached. “No problems here,” he said, turning off the charm. Kit still intimidated him after their first interaction, so he made sure to address her with the proper respect. “Undershirt was just giving me some friendly advice was all and was a little enthusiastic about it. No harm though, he was gentle.” When Undershirt accused him of taking inappropriate pictures, Goggle Strap couldn’t help rolling his eyes and chuckling. “I hate to tell you, but your charming self is the only picture I’ve taken today, Undershirt,” he said with a grin, handing the camera to him and showed him the only picture on the device. “Surprisingly, some of us enjoy the scenery.” Turning back to Kit, Goggle Strap rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Yeah, I'll remember to ask from now on. Sorry about that."

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet washes up at the shore near kit coughing up water and other things. "That was scary and fun but I did find this." He uncurls to have a medium-ish sized sealed safe like box in his possession. He looks around at everyone and the camera then as Wristband. "Why is she naked?" He asks curiously as he stands up.

<Ever-So-Nitro> Écharpe carefully hovered nearby as Tragus scaled the cliff face, keeping a close eye on him; the poor girl couldn't help but worry about him, but that was more just her nature than any doubts she may have had about his abilities. She touched down just beside him, taking his hand to make sure her footing was sure, before glancing around the dark cave, trying to make out the interior.

<Yuki-chan001> Pom kept poking the fish " GASP!? you can EAT Fish!?" pom probably hasn't or doesn't remember eating fish. she never actually thought about asking we're her food came from really, she just knew food taste good especially when mama chacha makes it! "what else do fishy-fu do?? and why is it also a fish AND a Bass? does thats mean it makes noses like music?" the little girls attention has shifted from the ocean to Lei almost emdeatly

<SenseiDezzy> “Well, not out here at least,” she chuckled and stated a-matter-so-factly. She then gave a quick look around to see where Pom was and smiled as she seemed to be enjoying herself with some other person she didn’t recognized and his love affair with a fish. “ heh, still, I guess people can find love amidst dark waters.” She swung her and Obi’s entwined hand up in Pom and Lei’s direction./ Scrunch nodded, “ mmhmm! It’d make a great pair of headphones. What better way to chill out than to the sweet, calming sound of the ocean~” . She then looked under a rock for her next treasure only to be met with a starfish. Cute, but she wasn’t looking for a pet or a makeshift bra so she left it be. “Find anything neat yet, baby?”

<ZakuTaku> Rustling from Obi's robe, a tiny, uninvited guest strolled out from the hood of the robe, scurrying out an resting against Sleeves's stomach, earning a sharp yelp from the angel before turning into a groan, picking up the intrusive pet. "You gotta stop sneaking out like that, you little shit." The angel reprimanded Netsuke. The zipper rat had been in Obi's possession for a good century and a half. How the damn thing managed to stay alive was a mystery even she couldn't solve. It was probably a zipper pet thing. Nonetheless, the brat of a rat was already here, so might as well let it roam around.

<theprophetgamer> With his breathing returning to normal, Balaclava waved to Anklet before composing himself, so he knew he was heard. "Just my pride, is all. This is why I prefer my meat from the land." He gathered his discarded kit and uniform and came closer, dumping the pile so he can sort it out. Except his gun, the custom sidearm blessed by his father-figure, Waistcloth. That he held in his offhand, still in the holster. "Is all your local fauna like this? I swore one of then hissed something foul about my mother..."

<ZakuTaku> Gazing at Lei and Pom, Obi raised an eyebrow at the fish loving angel. What a time to be alive. And then the hand went up, oh golly gee. Local eporter holds hands with a tree. More upcoming news at 11.

<Eevelion> Crown chuckled a bit "Yeah, I'm fine just... admiring the view" she'd give a few quick glances back to Sadie "Really REALLY pretty out tonight. Want to sit down? I didn't bring a towel, but I don't mind sitting on the sand if you don't."

<Yuki-chan001> Mittens's attention shifted from being cuddly to being curious looking over at Netsuke "mew?" wiggling in chacha's arm mittens got into pouncing possion best he could.

<FaroresVault> Kit nodded softly, looking between the camera, Undershirt, and Goggle Strap. “My opinion? That’s a good shot of you.” She laughed, shrugging as she could towards Undershirt. “Good though…It’s just to avoid these things, right?” It wasn’t long before Gauntlet had also grabbed her attention “Maybe you’ll get something neat out of it,” she stated with a smile “I’ll leave that to her to answer, but probably comfort.” Once sure that she was on solid footing, Trag kept hold of Echarpes hand and guided her in. He was stepping around some…very large rocks…Very large. At one point, they wound up behind one, stretching pillar-like across the tunnel. It was only then he let go and fished out a very bright white LED of his. <<Now watch this.>> he grinned, but you couldn’t really tell from the lighting. Upon giving the lamp power though, the entire cave acted as a prism, a bright beam of colourful light suddenly visible from the beach from the cliff area, tapering down in brightness and dwindling away as he lowered the intensity. The entire cave was filled with massive refractive columns of quartz. They were huge, and it was deep. Many girthier than you could hold. <<I think this place is especially beautiful,>> his grin hadn’t left, though neither had the glint of wonder in his eyes <<I can’t explored all of it, it’s at least ten miles deep.>> he’d continued, voice echoing slightly in the now glittering and lowkey rainbowed area. Some of the quartz simply glowed white, but the particularly transparent columns were something else. Crown didn’t even need to ask, Sadie would simply grab her hand and haul her down with her, though unceremoniously. “So whatchu been doin over in Delta?”

EVENT: Location discovered - Crystal Caves

<ZakuTaku> even in the far and distant future, the game of cat and mouse had never died, as Netsuke glared hard at Mittens. He had lived a good century and a half and there was no way a lousy puss was gonna end him. Come at him, scrub. This rat is ripped.

<SuperSaiyan5100> “Aww, thank you!” Wristband said. Undershirt just huffed, he had nothing to say to Goggle Straps anyway. Something told him that this would be a common thing with them for a long, long time. Suddenly a bright light appeared out of the corner of his eye as he and Wristband looked over in that direction. It looked like something was glowing brightly. “What the fuck is that?” he asked.

<Ever-So-Nitro> Écharpe stumbled a bit as they navigated the cave in the dark, carefully trying not to slip on the smooth stone. She glanced toward Tragus as she spoke, before he shone the light, letting out an audible gasp as the light refracted all around them. "Mon dieu..." she said quietly, before, turning to Tragus and beaming. <<Oh, this is breathtaking! Thank you for showing this to me!>> She said, her smile wide. She hovered a bit and looked around at the shining stone, simply in awe at the sight.

<BEWZekrom> Goggle Strap quickly turned around the camera and aimed it at the light in the distance, taking a picture. Now here was a real sight! If only he knew where that was coming from, it looked like something worthy of a scoop.

<theprophetgamer> Wait, did Scrunch call Locket baby? "Nothing yet....." She was tossing some driftwood around, looking for stuff that washed up underneath. She gave a happy whoop. "No conch, but I found something just as good!" She jogged over to Scrunch's spot and tossed the shell to her. Despite being large for its size, it was a modest shell like you'd see on a hermit crab, but it had a pinkish, almost metallic sheen to it. " A shayner shell for a shayner friend!"

<SenseiDezzy> “Yeah yeah! Fry the buggah up on the grill, add some lemon an we got a cook out!” He licked his lips at the thought, to which the fish responded to wiggling even more frantically for escape. Lei quirked an eyebrow at Pom question, “This fish right here? Mostly swim like oddah fish do. But some fish are very pretty and colorful to look at sopeople keep dem in tank as pet!” Smiling brightly at a fellow fish enthustastic he continued answering her questions, “ Oh! They no make music like in Little Mermaid, but whale songs are hellah relaxing to listen to. It not really song, but them talking to one anotha.” Spouting out aquatic life facts made Lei forget one of the most important: they need fucking water. He dipped the fish in the water with him for a few seconds before coming back up, muttering an apology to it. “I go askthe big kahuna in charge here if fish can stay, you come?”/ Chaqueta sighed a bit, “ I’m surprised you missed the….” Oh now here it cOMES, “ Coral-lation I was making there.” She let go of his hand to hold Mitten’s up in the air, he seemed to be angsty. “ What’s a matter mittens? Hungry?”

<Eevelion> Crown was a bit surprised when Sadie pulled her down, her tush thumping onto the soft sand, after her brief thousand yard stare she giggled a little "I haven't really been doing much at Delta lately honestly, aside from training and stuff, haven't done much big since we went to those ruins, at uhhh, Sigma? I think that was the name." putting her feet criss-cross she noticed the glow down further down the beach, elbowing Sadie and pointing towards them "Hey, what's that? lights from the city?"

<FaroresVault> Taking a moment to appreciate her response he’d laughed again, if softly. <<My pleasure.>> And with that he took a seat, sort of in the midst of it. He dimmed the light further, now rendering the beam wholly invisible from the beach. The colour of the cave remained, but not as intense. <<Maybe you can take what I have from it.>> Lord knows, he could tell she was troubled. But overall he would remain quiet and simply allow her to explore.

<ZakuTaku> In any other situation, Obi would've groaned for a good thousand years at such a pun. But coming from Chaqueta there was some genuine humor behind that pun. Granted, he still groaned at said wordplay, but it was followed up with a small laugh. God, she was cheesy. cheesy, but down to earth.

<Ever-So-Nitro> And explore she did, the litte angel flitting about the cave, watching the way the light bounced all around with each subtle movement Tragus made with the light. Jute, of course, found the whole experience clautrophobic and disorienting, electing to leave his perch on Écharpe's shoulder, and wait by the mouth of the cave, his call echoing off the stone. Eventually, she decided to simply sit with Tragus, enjoying the cave in content silence.

<ZakuTaku> What was the saying? When the cat's away, the mice will play? Well the cat was here and this rat was playing for keeps. Sticking a slightly knitted tongue out at Mittens, Netsuke scurried out of Sleeves's sight and ran out to the caves, it's tail waving at Mittens tauntingly. Bring it, pussy.

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet holds the strongbox under his arm and looks around then at the lights. "Wow what an amazing sight." He stared up at it in a slight awe before remembering the strongbox. He shook it near his ear. "It looks like its sealed shut I wonder what's in it." He holds it out. "Do you think any of you can help me crack this thing open?" // Sweater stares at the box for a little bit then shrugs. "I don't think I can. Why don't one of you strong guys do it?" She says joking with a laugh.

<theprophetgamer> Ensuring that no sand or saltwater touched Catechism,, Balaclava watched Kit flex her guns as she puns. "You could say that. Then again, you'd be crusty too under similar circumstances." He tried. But he didn't try to hide his eyes when her wings came to be. Even if you see it often, you never get over seeing it. The light was a nice touch, too; makes her look like the beacon she's supposed to be.

<SuperSaiyan5100> “Thank you” Wristband said to Gauntlet as she ran the pearl she found between her fingers. “I don’t think he was talking about you” Undershirt said as he walked up beside her. Undershirt glanced down at the box that Gauntlet was holding. “Hey, what’s in the box?” Undershirt asked.

<Gentlemanlyman> "Well you certainly are a sight." He says with a shrug and shakes the box again. "I don't know in all honesty." He places it down. "It's sealed tight but I don't want to just smash it maybe it has something important." He sees whats left of a logo on it but it is far too worn out.

<SuperSaiyan5100> “Maybe there’s a key for it? Maybe it’s nearby where you found it in the water?” Undershirt suggested. It was worth a shot. “That or we could smash it against a rock or something. The box might get destroyed but whatever’s inside might be fine.”

<ZakuTaku> And while Netsuke was off having his little adventure elsewhere, again, much like the RKO, Sleeves outta nowhere joining the box crew. "Wuzzat about a key?" she asked, tilting her head a tad at what the two were doing.

<SuperSaiyan5100> “We’re trying to find a key to open this damn box. It probably has secret missile code or something if it’s this hard to open. I don’t suppose you saw one did you?” Undershirt asked Sleeves.

<Gentlemanlyman> "Maybe it has secret plans or info. I'd go back to look but I uh I can't swim. What about you mr photographer?" He asks GS. // Sweater leans on Gauntlet and gives him a punch to the chest. "Come on you should be able to open it tough guy."

<Eevelion> "It's pretty much what you would expect, a lot of training, though I also do a lot of jogging and running and stuff outside it since I want to work as an explorer like my dad." Crown's focus on the far off lights was disrupted when they disappeared just as quickly as they had appeared "Hm, the lights are gone, I wonder what they were." Lifting her hand to her mouth, Crown gave a long yawn "I'm getting pretty tired, I think I'm gonna lie back." stretching out she put her back on the sand giving her a view of the starry sky "The stars are beautiful tonight, don't you think so?"

<vividExplorer> Anklet Laughed again waving back. “The ocean is probably harder to get used to, but no. Those are called crabs, they can be a bit mean when they feel threatened. “ He watched Balaclava drop his pile of things on the cool sand beside him, glancing at his firearm. “Thats a lot of gear. Do you go everywhere with it?” Probably, he didn’t actually know much about this guy besides that he lived in the wastes for the longest time and pointed a gun at kit. Speaking of which, he chuckled at her comment and watching her thin wings unfurl before him. All but one. The sight was a bit saddening if you understood but he knew there was a reason for it. Sometimes you just couldn’t deal with a reminder, it happens. A grin stretched across his face at the action none the less. “ Stretchin ya wings? Don mind if I join you.” He said quickly following kits example Anklet stretched his six stupidly large appendages over the beach. About 52 feet of fluffy, faintly glowing feathers blanket the beach before reaching towards the stars, then finally folding up to rest on his back. Air around him growing a bit warmer with their appearance. He didn’t usually have the chance to stretch his wings this way what with lambda being underground and all, a room can only be so big from end to end after all.

<BEWZekrom> Goggle Strap lowered his camera and turned to face the Angel who'd spoken to him. He still wasn't familiar with everyone yet, and he didn't think he'd met this Angel yet, he had yet to forget a cute face, though the beard was a little more than he usually found attractive. "Sorry, what was that?" he asked, offering a friendly smile. "I was a little distracted."

<theprophetgamer> "Standard practice for Iscariot troopers. You should see what the heavy unit's are stuck with." He gave a visible shutter at that thought; the men and women who are given to the lions of the Heavy Assault unit are PACKED with bulky armor and gear, but that's for another day. Right now, the poor boy is too busy being BURIED ALIVE IN DIVINE WHITE FLUFF.

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet holds his hand out. "Names Gauntlet I am really good at building things and beating other things mostly with my fist." He laughs a little. "Now help us crack this open without damaging whats inside."

<BEWZekrom> "Goggle Strap, reporter-in-training," Goggle Strap replied and shook Gauntlet's hand. Corvus flew over and landed on Goggle Strap's shoulder, crowing a greeting. "And this little guy's Corvus. Nice to meet you. What's this about a box? Where'd you find it?"

<BEWZekrom>Goggle Strap noticed the other Angel, but decided not to comment on her... lack of attire. Maybe this was the sister Rockband mentioned?

<Gentlemanlyman>"I found it at the bottom of the ocean while drowning." He says casually. "Of course I have no idea whats inside." He places it on the ground. // Sweater gives it a hard kick sending it back a bit. "Well that was my best idea." She shrugs.

<FaroresVault>Nodding, Sadie gave her friend a thumbs up. “Whatever keeps you busy an you like though, right?...dunno though, maybe we can ask?” she flopped back with Crown, huffing and looking up “Right stellar.” Kit wasn’t going to jump on Anklet for asking, and did generally pay mind to Balaclava’s space. “Do you really think I can help it?” she giggled “It’s nice out…It’s warm…there’s a nice ruffly breeze.” She made the action to stretch it further, the muscles of the wings quivering for their overextension “It’s nice for once….Did you notice that tweedle dee had buggered off with Echarpe a bit ago?” She’d nodded in the direction the light had come from.

<BEWZekrom>Goggle Strap knelt down and picked up the box, turning it over in his hands. "Sealed tight, so whatever's inside doesn't seem like it'd be ruined by water damage..." he muttered.

<Gentlemanlyman> "You think you cna pick it Mr. Reporter?" He pushes it. "I don't know what's in it but whatever it is it will be mine." He clenches his fist in passion. "Even if I have to tear it in half using brute strength alone."

<SuperSaiyan5100> "Whoa calm down there skippy, we get it you're strong like bull, but I don't think that you can break that box in half" Undershirt said as he folded his arms. "That box is sealed like that for that reason."

<BEWZekrom> "Maybe with some proper tools, and possibly a half-hour max and I might be able to, I'm a little rusty with locks. Lifting wallets was a bit more useful than trying to break into someplace back in the city," Goggle Strap replied, shaking his head. "And Guitar Hero 3's right, I wouldn't try actually breaking it..."

<SenseiDezzy> Lei sighed, “ Me too sistah… me too.” Emerging out from the water and walking onto ground he made his way over to Kit with the wet pink ball of fluff with him. Before he said anything, since it was more of a request to bring something onto base than a casual conversation he put on the politically correct English voice, “ Ophanim Kitten Heels, though I’ve only just arrived here I would like to request this Bass to be brought back to bass be brough back alive to further my aquatic animal studies.” Having been out the water so long the fish was starting to wiggle around less, though the angel didn’t really notice./ “Whats in the booooox Scrunch perked up from behind Undershit, all decked out in her new and fine ocean clothes line of sea shell necklace, bracelets, hat, shell bra, seaweed skirt, and crab earrings.

<FaroresVault> Lei's approach caught Kit's attention, her loose arm resting over her stomach as he spoke. She nodded, letting him finish, shooting a glance at Anklet then back "Well...to answer your question, sure, you can keep it. Though...ah..." her brows furrowed slightly "you should keep it in the water...I'll try and find a container for you....and Lei, son, don't worry about having to speak formally with me. Be as comfortable as you'd like."

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet places the box infront of Goggle Strap. "Alright lets see if you got those special cracking skills." He looks over at Undershirt. "I am strong like bull and you are frail like glass." He laughs a little and sits down by the box.

<SuperSaiyan5100>"That's what were trying to..." Undershirt started before looking at Scrunch and her new outfit. "find out" he finished as he continued to look at her. "Where did you get that?" he asked. He then heard Gauntlet. "Yeah yeah whatever."

<Eevelion> Crown pondered for a moment "Yeah, I suppose we could ask someone, maybe Miss Heels will know." lifting herself off the sand to go ask she noticed the absolutely amazing outfit of one of the people standing in the group some distance away (and the nude angel from the ocean earlier as a bonus) she'd excuse herself from Sadie for a moment "Hold up, I'll be right back." Jogging up to Scrunchie she pretty much fangirled to her, eyes sparkling with amazement "I love your outfit! It's so cool! Did you make it?"

<BEWZekrom> Goggle Strap raised an eyebrow at Gauntlet's challenge but shrugged. He didn't really have anything to lose, so why not? Though there was the issue of tools... He didn't fancy trying to use a knife after what happened the last time. "Okay then. Who's got some pins or needles I can use? Anything'll do."

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet stands up and pats Undershirts back. "Awww it makes me look like an ass if you don't give a jab back." He goes and grabs his satchel by his torn shirt and pulls out a couple bobby pins. "I keep these as a quick fixers in certain situations." He says as he gets back and drops them on top of the safe.

<SenseiDezzy> With a great sigh and great worry off his shoulders relaxed, “Mahalo, Aunty.” He wasn’t entirely sure since arriving if his pidgin would cause complication with the angel, and he was capable of speaking standard English but it felt wrong coming from his mouth. Lei then looked down at the fish, “Huh? Oh him yeah he need wattah, but he calm down though.” He gave the fish a pat on its back with an innocent smile, “ Think he like me now!”/ “yup a roony doody!” Scrunchie struck a pose and modeled her outfit Crown and Undershirt. “ Made it myself with all the stuff I collected on the beach! I got some extra stuff though, wanna help me make you a shell crown?”

<Yuki-chan001> pom bounced up and down flowing Lei but halted when she spotted kit and anklet this was the first time pom ever had been this close to them, but she could tell even if she hadn't known about them till now they were importants people so she kept on her best behavior and stayed in place, waiting quietly for kit's reply. when the reply came she was quick t react and go back to bouncing up and down "ya~! we can keep it yay~! fishy~!" pom

<BEWZekrom> "JamLegend is just mad I got a decent picture of him," Goggle Strap said to Gauntlet with a grin and took the pins. He got down in front of the safe and went to work. Corvus cawed at the boy throughout the attempt every time he slipped up with the pins. "Oh, like you're a master locksmith," Goggle Strap said to his bird after the most recent squawk. "I don't need your backseat commentary if you're not going to help Corvus."

<FaroresVault> Her brow furrowed a little more "of course...of course I just...." that thing wasn't happy out of water. Se dug in one of the large pockets on her pants, pulling out a rope "Tie this through the gill and keep them in the water, okay? Or they won't be alive much longer...ah....Lei, yes?"

<vividExplorer> “Oh God no, of course not. Its so nice” He said w content, He doesn’t fly enough stretching feels great. “ i did notice. Its hard to miss a bright light suddenly pouring out of a cave it shouldn’t have been in.” He laughed and continued. “I thought he was supposed to be in the city today though.” the train of thought however was cut off when a new arrival walked over with a particularly large sea bass in hand. Anklets eyebrows crawled up towards his hairline. “Uh... you can add it to one of our observation tanks if you want. Ya know after we find a way to get it there” He offered, a bit surprised at the turn of events.

<SuperSaiyan5100> "You're gonna run out of names for me eventually" Undershirt said as he folded his arms. "I think it looks lovely" Wristband said to Scrunchie.

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet leans over from behind Corvus with Sweater to the left of him. Both of them staring in sheer anticipation of what's gonna fall out. "Ca I get one of those necklaces?" Gauntlet asks without looking away. "That is if you have any more."

<Eevelion> Crown practically squealed "I would love that! It would be so amazing if you helped me make an outfit like yours, it's so cute!" she was bouncing up and down from excitement "Oh, do you think I'd be able to summon my weapon from a shell crown? that'd be so cool, I wonder what it would look like if I did."

<BEWZekrom> "Not likely, Taiko Drum Master," Goggle Strap laughed. "I got plenty more where that came from."

<FaroresVault> She couldn't help but laugh "valid...that was really odd actually. I kind of want to know what the hell's over there....and so did I. Maybe he just needed to come back sooner, you know how he whines about the noise out there." Though admittedly, she didn't miss the racket...it was nice to have all this quiet.

<BEWZekrom>Goggle Strap tried one last time on the lock before he'd decide to call it quits. He felt like he'd gotten close a few times... Meanwhile Corvus had moved from his shoulder to the top of the safe, continuing to vocalize his thoughts on his abilities. Just as he was about to give up, Corvus pecked his hand, causing him to jerk it sharply, followed by a hollow "Click" from the safe. Goggle Strap looked at his bird and spoke quietly to him, "If anyone asks, it was all me, got it?" Corvus chirped and hopped back onto his shoulder. Goggle Strap stood up and stepped away from the safe. "Ladies, gentlemen, any and all genders," he said theatrically, "I give you, an unlocked mystery box." He threw in an overly dramatic bow for effect.

<SuperSaiyan5100> Undershirt just sighed. "This guy I swear" he thought. He then noticed the Bird opened he magic box. "Holy shit, the bird did it" he said. "Alright" Wristband said with a fist pump, activating her jiggle physics.

<SenseiDezzy> “What? Already?” oh, right, mortal fish. They’re more delicate than what he was used to back home in heaven. At that, he tied the rope as instructed and THREW the fish back in the water, making sure the other end was wrapped around his wrist. “Yah! It Lei and dis is… aaa” He snapped his fingers trying to search for a name. It just occurred to him he hadn’t gotten Pom’s name. With a pat on her head he said, “… Salmon.” / Scrunch threw of her sack and sat down on the floor, “ Sure I can!” He gave a premade necklace to Gauntler and looked up at Crown. “ I got all the shells we can use here, might need to go dig for seaweed for the skit.” She swayed her head from side to side in though, “Oooo! That depends maybe. Whats your weapon?

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet immediately grabbed it and turned it over what fell out was a bunch of sd card and flash drives as well as an old piece of paper and a large floppy rubber object. "Aha I wonder what's on these." He picked all the items up and started inspecting the sd cards. // Sweater leaned over to wristband and whispered "Should we tell him that he is holding a dildo or?" she glanced at it then at her.

<SuperSaiyan5100> Wristband giggled into her hand "No way girl. It's much funnier this way" she said trying to stifle her laughter as much as possible. This guy was just too much. "Uhhh" Undershirt started, but closed his mouth. It was better if he found out on his own all of the things that were inside that damn box.

<BEWZekrom> Goggle Strap moved back and took out his camera. "Gauntlet! Smile for the camera!"

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet confused and surprised dropped most of the stuff in his hands aside from the paper. "Wha?" He said quickly as he turned his head. // Sweater giggles as she stands behind Goggle Strap ready for the picture to be taken but her smiles turns to disappointment when he drops everything.

<SenseiDezzy> Chaqueta, being the nosy as actual reporter she was wondered up to the mystery box crew and next to Gauntlet. “Huh, I wonder as well…” Noticing a camera in their direction, Chaqueta flashed her award winning smile and held up a peace sign. Photobomb much.

<FaroresVault> Honestly Kit didn't even want to know why Gauntlet had a dildo. She didn't even want to know why there was one on the beach. Please wash your hands. Her brows shot up as the fish did, quite literally fly through the air and she swallowed audibly. "S-Salmon huh," something told her that was wrong "what do you think?" she asked Pom.

<Yuki-chan001> "Pooom~! My name is Pom!" pom pouted and whined "I'm not a fishy face!heehee" she giggled still bouncing "oh ummmm.. nice to meet youuuuu~!" it occured to the small child she forgot to introduce herself properly. "and i think fishy-fu are cool~! i'm learning lots and lots today heehee~!" she like fish but. she started to get antsy again and continued bouncing in place. Mittens some how made it onto Chacha's shoulder like a parrot angry he didn't get the rat.

<Eevelion> "Coooool! C'mon we can go look for seaweed right now!" pivoting on her heel Crown turned back to the water to look for any fresh seaweed, in a more hushed tone she asked Scrunchie "Hey, do you think a starfish would work as a cute bra? I want to try it." feeling around in the water she added "Oh, my weapons a glaive, hold up, I'll show you." wiping the wet sand from the ocean floor off on her thigh she gently took her Crown off her head, turning it into it's angelic weapon form to show Scrunchie.

<vividExplorer> Anklet looked on in mild horror as Lei tossed the bass back to sea. This is.... welp... "It's nice to meet you Lei. My names Ankle Sox. " He didn't know what to think anymore. there's a dildo on the beach, something made a cave light up like a fuckin Christmas tree, and he just watched a man hurl a fish into the ocean. Hes had enough excitement for one day.

<SenseiDezzy> “Hehe! Thanks Undie~”Blasting off herself in a sandstorm of dust once more she followed after Crown. Once at the shore she dug around for some seaweed that would work for Crown’s skirt. “Hmmm. It’d be cute. Just the only problem I’d see with it is getting the starfish to come off.” Those things are sticky little fuckers. “Oh! Maybeeeee,” Gathering up some seaweed she made a makeshift beard with it. “ It shall be a Trident glourious as that of King Neptune’s”/ “Really? Are you sure sistah how bout Puffah den.” Lei poked at Pom’s flustered face. He then turned his attention to Ankle and shook his hand with a grip. “Wazz happenin’ bruh!” Looking over at the commotion with the mysterybox crew. “Man… Lolos am I right?” Said the man who threw a leashed fish halfway cross beach into ocean.

<BEWZekrom> "Come on, Gauntlet, make a pose, this is so we'll all be able to remember this night," Goggle Strap called. Suddenly he had an idea. "Pick up that floppy thing and pretend you made the find of the century!"

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet picks everything up. "Undershirt c'mere I wanna show all the things in it and I can't show off all these sd cards and the paper while holding this... thing." He holds it out for Undershirt.

<Eevelion> Turning her glaive back into its crown form Crown giggled at Scrunchie's antics "That'd be neat, hope it doesn't make me grow a beard though" she thought about the possibility that she wouldn't be able to get the starfish off, but waved it off "Well, if thats the case I can just keep them on till they pass away and fall off, it wouldn't be too much of an inconvenience." at that time she coincidentally managed to find a pair of starfish that seemed just perfect for her "How about these? do you think they'll work?" She also managed to remember something she completely glanced over "Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my names Crown, but you might have been able to guess, what about you?"

<FaroresVault> Pom at last relaxed her "a lovely name for a lovely girl." she smiled. Somthing told her those lolos were fucking with Gauntlet somehow, but there wasn't a lot she could do. "We're all a little odd."

<SuperSaiyan5100> "Did she seriously just call me Undie?" Undershirt asked out loud. He then heard Gauntlets request "NO FCKING WAY DUDE" he said as he waved his hands around. "I would never be caught dead holding that thing." Meanwhile, Wristband just staredat it. It did look...very nice actually.

<BEWZekrom> "Quest for Fame, how about you let Gauntlet hold it and you hold the rest and look cute as usual," Goggle Strap suggested, trying to keep his grin from growing too wide.

<Gentlemanlyman> "Something fishy is going on here and I think I am gonna have to beat Mr. Reporter with this thing until I get answers." He looks over at Goggle Strap.

<Yuki-chan001> she blushes and giggled "thank you~!... hmmm...?" pom looked up at Lei " whats a lolo?" she titled her head asking another one of he millions of questions. " then she looked over at Gauntlet then pointed at what he was holding "whats that thingy too looks weird! heehee~!!"

<Gentlemanlyman> Sweater has mostly given up on the dildo shenanigans and has decided to watch the beautiful night sky. It is small times that this that she really looks forward too despite the dangers of the wasteland and even makes the life they live almost worth it.

<BEWZekrom> Goggle Strap shrugged. "Hey, if you don't want to be the one in the picture holding the greatest treasure known to mortals, I'll be happy to take the spotlight instead for future generations and you can take the picture instead. I did get the safe open after all. I just figured that you'd want to show off the goods as the person who found the treasure is all."

<Gentlemanlyman>"You know what you're right here take it." He tosses the floppy black dildo at Goggle strap and walks to the camera. "Ok everyone get in close and I will snap the photo." He motions for everyone to gather around Goggle Strap. "I am not good with pictures so get in close guys or I might mess this up."

<SenseiDezzy> Stronking her beard Scrunchie chucked,” Oh ho ho~ But with a beard you could entangle you foes in a web of inescapable fauna!” She the tore the beard off her face, being done her little roleplay act. She shivered at the though of her keeping the creature attached till death. “ It would take a while for it to do that… but I guess you wouldn’t have to worry about a bra for a while!” With some sting she sewed the beard weed together into a skirt around Crown, “ Nice to meetcha, Crown!. I’m Scrunchie, but my most people just call me Scrunch, and my mom calls me Chi-chie!”/ “Lolo mean crazy, little Salmon.” Lei then looked over again to others and put on a horrified face at the sight of the dildo and covered Pom’s eyes, “ Nuttin to see ovah der.” He then turned her to the direction Scrunchie and Crown were at and couldn’t help but marvel at the cute little outfits they were making. “ Ooo wow check out them buggahs over there making those seaweed skirts, sistah!” Pom was too young and pure like filtered are to be tainted by the sight of such appalling things Lei though.

<BEWZekrom> Well, he took a gamble and lost. Only thing to do now was to go through with it. Besides, it was far from the worst thing he'd had to do. Goggle Strap caught the dildo and gave the camera to Gauntlet before walking over to the safe. He grabbed the back of Undershirt's shirt and tugged him with, making sure to plant the Angel in the camera's shot before letting go. If he was going down, he'd at least bring someone with him too. "You heard the man, DDR, we gotta get all the stuff in shot," he said, posing with the dildo high in the air as if it were a trophy. "You can hold the other stuff Mr. Squeamish."

<Eevelion> "It's really nice to meet you Miss Scrunch, you're really fun to hang out with" getting an eye on the skirt Scrunchie had prepared for her she squealed "I love it! It's really cute, you don't mind if I put it on right now do you?" taking the skirt from her she slipped off her panties and bra... not noticing the small child watching. A few moments later the skirt was on and she reached down to pick up the starfish she had taken a liking to, her outfit about halfway done she twirled around to give Scrunchie a full view and asked "How does it look?"

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet snaps the shot and smiles. "Alright since it was a good find we can post it up everywhere." He stretches and picks up all the various flash drives, sd cards and the piece of paper. He unfurls the paper and looks at and sees it is a set of numbers and binary code.

<BEWZekrom>Goggle Strap put the dildo on the safe, making a note to thoroughly wash when they got back to base, and took the camera back with a smile. He considered deleting the photo, but decided that keeping it and letting Gauntlet post it up wherever was just deserts for attempting to trick him into the same thing. "Sure thing Gauntlet," he said with a smile.

<SenseiDezzy> “D’aaaw shucks so are you, Princess! So creative too.” Making sure the skirt fit around her waist just right and tugging at the starfish on her chest, making sure they would stay on she nodded approvingly. “ Poifect! Now to just put together a crown and you’ll be fit to rule the ocean.” She dumped out her bag full of shells colorful rocks, spreading them out neatly infront of Crown. “Pick out the pieces you want to use for the crown and we can glue them up together!” Scrunch always came prepared for practically anything, especially if it involved crafting.

<Yuki-chan001> "Oooooooo~!" Pom waddled over to the group of arts and crafts men and forgot all about the weird object gauntlet was holding. "watcha doing~?" pom bounced over looking at the stuff scrunchie laid out along with crown" man this kid is way too easy to distract.

<SenseiDezzy>Chaqueta then, very VERY loudly, whistled for everyone’s attention and pointed up at the sky. “HEY EVERYBODY! Look up at the sky! It’s a shooting star!” Sure enough, a bright comet had appeared in the beautiful star adorned sky. It glowing a faint shade of burning red. She gave Google strap a pat on the back,” Better get a shot of that for the tabloid’s rookie.”/ Scrunchie heard the woman’s piercing whistle while gluing together a few shells and her jaw dropped in complete aw. Was… was that? She dropped the pieces and fell to her knees, a wide open smile across her face and… were those tears straming down also. She laughed when she noticed she was crying, hiccupping a few times while wiping the salty tears. She gathered up Pom and Crown to gaze at the comet with her.“ Its… just as beautiful as I remembered…”

<BEWZekrom>Goggle Strap took the picture with a grin, the camera's flash lighting up the small section of the beach like one of the stars twinkling in the sky above for a brief moment. Even without the picture preserving this memory, Goggle Strap would never forget this outing.

<Yuki-chan001> Pom's attention quickly shifted as she looked up in the sky and squealed in excitement " ITS SO SHINY AND PRETTY~!" she clapped her hands and jumped up and down as if she wanted to catch the shooting star in her tiny hands.. but she suddenly stopped and wondered ... I wonder if Big Brother's looking at it too" she giggled to herself, the thought of paka looking at the same sky gave the small child a bit more confort to sleep tonight.

<Eevelion> "Hi there cutie! Miss Scrunchie was helping me make this cute dress, take a seat, maybe we could make you one too." This thought was sidetracked when the callout for the comet came out, it was really beautiful, but she noticed Scrunchie crying as she watched it, giving her a hug that didn't obstruct Scrunch's view of the comet she whispered to her "It really is.”

<Gentlemanlyman> Gauntlet leaned onto an awestruck Sweater. Both of them gazing up at the sky with a sense of sheer awe and joy. After a few moments Gauntlet helped Sweater stand and turned to everyone with a passion in his eyes. "In this new world we don't have much but the most important thing we have is each other no matter what happens from here on we need to remember what is most important to each of us and what we fight for. While it may not be today or tomorrow there will come a day where we can have days like this everyday with no fear of our or those we care fors safety." He walks over to Scrunchie and gives her a gentle pat on the head. "I may not know how much that comet meant to you but it fills me with joy that you could see it once again." He goes to pick up what little stuff he had. "Hey Sweater want to walk back to base with me? // Sweater gives a firm nod and gathers her stuff before heading back to the base with him. "Who knew you could give such speeches." She says as they walk off.

<SenseiDezzy> All Scrunch could do was nod, the normally babbly character to chocked up and heart filled with warmth from the sight of the comet and Gauntlet’s speech. From the pat she sniffed back her tears and muttered out, “It means hope.” Hope through friendship and love from those precious around her.

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Team Building Exercise!

<Ever-So-Nitro> Mousquetaire groaned a bit as she walked into the ground-level lobby, rolling her shoulders. Friday morning, what a god-awful time to call a staff meeting. She checked her phone to ensure that she had the right time on her memo, and pressed the button to call an elevator, gently tapping her foot as she waited, glancing around to see if her colleagues would show up as well.Indeed, everyone at the office would receive a memo calling for a staff meeting that Friday morning, but unbeknownst to everyone, there would, in fact, be two versions of the memo sent out at random, one instructing the recipient that the meeting would take place half an hour later than the other. Mous, it seemed, was unfortunate enough to have one of the earlier versions.

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<theprophetgamer> "This had better be important." Mantle muttered under her breath as she entered the lobby. Seriously, why a meeting on Friday morning, this isn't how you end the work week! Turns out she wasn't the first one on-site for once, as another fellow melee enthusiast has beaten her here; It's a refreshing change, all things considered. Almost makes up for having to skip this week's weight training. Almost. She stands next to Mous, towering over the punchy critic as she waits for the lift as well. "Ruined your day too, I take it?" <SenseiDezzy> Pendant, normally a nocturnal being of the night, could empathize with Mous. She yawned, wiping the remaining dust from under her eye and grumbled a low but soft grumble. Once she made it the elevator where Mous and Mantle waited she pulled out her phone and audibly spoke as she typed “They say the day begins a new once the sun rises. I, for one, would rather greet the new day when its over. #notamorningperson”. <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones makes his way down the hall headphones on and blaring music making him deaf to the world around him. He rubs his eyes a little with a soft sigh. He may be used to late nights but he would have went to bed early last night if he knew about this. As he makes his way to the elevator he sees he isn't the first one in at least. He turns down the music and removes his headphones as he makes his way into the elevator behind the others. "Wow what do you know I am not late for once." He laughs softly looking at his half awake comrades. <SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie shuffled towards the lobby, yawning and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as finished slamming a cup of coffee in an attempt to get herself woken up. Oh how she wished she was in the later group. She was by no means a morning person and it didn’t help that it was a Friday. She knew this would make the day drag on forever. As she approached the lobby entrance, she slapped herself in the face a few times trying to get herself all bright eyed and bushy tailed. Seeing Mous, Pendant and Mantle all standing together, she made her way over to them. “So you guys got the early shift too, huh?” <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous glanced to Mantle as she came up beside her, giving a polite smile and bow to her superior. "Indeed," Mous replied, giving a light yawn. "It certainly would have been nice to have known about this earlier, I was up far too late working on my review backlog." She rolled her shoulders a bit, nodding to Pendant as she arrived as well. It seemed the elevator arrived right as Headphones and Bowtie came up behind them, Mous being the first to file in. "Well said. I can only hope that it's good news." <theprophetgamer> With a dull grunt of agreement, Mantle marched into the lift, taking stand next to the button panel. A higher-up is going to be your usher on this unexpected venture, you peons better appreciate. <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones gives a soft smile before stepping into the elevator beside his tall, statuesque superior. "Who knows maybe its a raise of some kind, but at the very least it has to be something important." He gives a light stretch. "Maybe we will get lucky and it will be quick so you guys can get some rest some of you look a little dead." He joked. <SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie yawned again and followed them into the elevator. It was too early for this shit, man. “If I start to nod off someone wake me up, okay?” She asked out loud. She hopped she had enough self control to stay awake, but better to be safe than sorry. <SenseiDezzy> “So it seems,”Pendant groggily nodded her head in reply to Bowtie. Hopefully there would be some coffee, preferably black, to awaken the dragon. Slowly she trudged inside the elevator, closing her eyes with grossed arms and taking a quiet, but deep, breathe before answering to Headphones. “ I was born dead. The night is where I am truly alive.” <SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie looked at Pendant. "Edgy" she said looking that the Blue Demon. <SenseiDezzy> Pendant muttered a small, "thank you." <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones twirls his headphone cable around his finger. "Alright place your bets who here is gonna pass out first. My money is on the tiny blue one." He looks down at Pendant. "Either her or Little Miss Bowtie." <theprophetgamer> Once everyone was inside, Mantle hit the door close then the button for the designated floor that this early-rise shindig was a'goin' down. There was an odd quiet during the ride, barring the occasional yawn, and a poke to Bowtie's head to make sure she didn't actually fall asleep upright. The amazon gives an annoyed glare at the floor call; they'll be there soon, get this done, and be on their waSKRRRRRRRRRNK *CHUNK* A monstrous metal grinding followed by a hard, sudden stop that made sure EVERYONE was awake meant only one thing; Worst. Friday. Ever. <SuperSaiyan5100> “Oh, you have got to be kidding me” Bowtie said as she looked up and the ceiling. As if waking up at the crack of ass wasn’t bad enough, now they were all crammed into the elevator, stuck. If she was in a better position to, she’d use this time to sleep more. Unfortunately this wasn’t the time or the place. “This is fantastic. Anyone got any ideas?” she asked. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous didn't enter into the conversation much as everyone chattered amongst themselves, alone with her thoughts, but as the elevator came to a screeching halt, Mous was quite suddenly snapped out of it, hands out to either side to steady herself. Glancing around at everyone, she let out a groan, moving to the numberpad by Mantle and jabbing it impatiently. "Oh, you have to be joking..." she muttered to herself. <FaroresVault> A soft cheer came out from the hallway as the sound of the elevator grinding down echoed through it. There was soft chattering of some demons around the corner, Sweetheart included and ringing brightly. Someone called whichever Enforcement agent was on the roof “You can turn the signal jammer on now!” and with that, fuck y’all. Phase one was done, and the next job was up. They scampered out with a table, a TV, extension cords, some chairs, a few objects and went to work. Some hid the objects around the room while others got the electrical wiring set up for the TV. On the table was an unplugged cord and a large manila envelope. Their duty done, the officer team scurried off. There were groups like this throughout the HQ today, and they had a lot to manage with everyone else occupied. ~*~GROUP 2 MAY NOW INTRO~*~ <SenseiDezzy> Pendant have a lazy side glare through her dark tinted glasses and was about to say something the elevator came to a loud, and hard, grind to a halt. She practically would of stumbled over her small feet had not she grabbed onto the elevator’s rail to keep her up. With a small grunt she pulled herself back up, sliding a hand in pocket to obtain her phone. Zero bars. No reception. She tapped her head to the phone’s screen and sulked.“ What a grave misfortune that has plagued us this dawn…” <FaroresVault> First thing in the AM and here we are with some b u l l s h i t; who has meetings in the AM? Who does that? Doubly so, why do this on a payday? How to ruin a payday 101: This. If Bustier could get away with dragging her feet in these heels, she would and without shame. Instead she meandered slowly through the dull morning heat and in to the building, cellphone in one hand, beans on toast with cucumber shavings in the other. She figured she’d just steal a coffee from the kitchens, lord knows they had machines and the right things to make a pot. Who even walks with coffee anyway. “I work in a nightclub, I don’t deserve this. #Cursed” Bustier tweeted sarcastically, liking Pendants tweet as she went in. It was a sudden stop when she walked straight in to a chair, shooting her gaze forward, her eyes landing on the table. “What in hell.” <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones gives a shrug and sigh. "Well this is as good a time as any." He slips his headphones back over his ears and turns on his music. The bars on his arms slowly come to life and start bouncing up and down going higher as he turns up the music. Of course Headphones turns it up a bit higher then he should causing the sound to seep out into the elevator around him. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous turned to lightly grimace at Headphones as she heard his music bleeding out, stepping over and pulling on one side to exposehis ear. "Do you mind not waving your arms like an errant helicopter?" Mous half-shouted over the music. "There's very little space in here, and that isn't helping." Letting it go and letting the earpiece slap back into place, she moved to the door, letting her gloves turn into her gauntlets and motioning to Mantle. "Can you give me a hand with the door, Miss Mantle? Maybe we can see if we're able to get out from here." <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones smiles sheepishly and turns down his music before rubbing the back of his head. "Heh uh sorry about that." The bars on his arms die down along with the music. <Dottieverse> Etch certainly wasn’t a morning person, and he honestly was still half asleep, and had a lot of trouble even keeping his eyes open this early. He ended up staying up late and waking up early, so he to say the least, was very tired. After taking forever and a half to get ready with makeup and clothes and all that, he managed to make his way to where he needed to be, and wobbled on in with a small yawn. Looking around the room he inspected the others who had also shown up, not really many people, that's good for him, he didn't like to be around too many people at once. He scooted his way in slowly, staying near the wall and looking over the room, the first thing he noticed was the TV, which only made him confused really, since when was there a TV in the lobby, he wasn't even really sure what all this was about, but something tells him it was going to make his day bad. He yawned again and then plopped himself down onto the floor and waited until he needed to move, though he was half ready to fall asleep at this point, his eyes looked tired as is and he was honestly having trouble keeping them open, at least he looked cute. <Koukaiju> Rushed footsteps echoed through the lobby, Brassiere taking absent scrolls through the information on her tablet on one hand and occasionally glancing up. She seemed completely unfazed by the fact this was an AM meeting; however this was simply appearance, her sleep schedule was mangled beyond belief and she could easily pass for being diurnal with how late she worked dealing with Diamond Jail's damn tech. Pushing her way through the revolving doors, she found herself face to face with...well what was this exactly?? Eyes started darting around while she (seemingly) nonchalantly took a sip from the frap that, along with a bag of donuts, was occupying her other hand. <theprophetgamer> Mantle wavered somewhat when the lift came to a stop, but remained upright, hands still behind her. With Headphones music bleeding into what was already playing inside this box, her irritation was the only thing going up here. Luckily, Mous gave her an out. "With pleasure." she stated, flexing her left hand to limber it up. She worms her fingers into the split and braces. "On your mark." <SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie backed up as much as she could to give Mous and Mantle room to work. If this didn’t maybe she could use her fire magic and melt the door. It could be dangerous but if she concentrated the fire enough it could mimic a cutter. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous gripped the right side of the door with both hands, bracing herself. "On three... one... two... three!" Mous gave a hearty pull, and with both her enhanced strength and Mantle's absurd natural strength, the door hardly stood a chance. Of course, the victory was short-lived, as the other side of the door was revealed to be nothing but solid grey brick. "Damn... we must be between floors..." Mous noted, before turning to the others. "Well, everyone get comfy, we may be here a while..." <SenseiDezzy> Diadema had gotten the later memo and thus was arriving the same time as the second group. He was fairly well rested, having luckily gotten to bed at a reasonable hour the day prior and didn’t have the early morning blues as most of his collegues. Once he was inside the lobby he locked around, just as confused as the rest. “D-d-did the l-l-lob-b-by get r-r-rrrred-d-ecorated?” / Meanwhile Pendant sulked herself to the floor, having lost all will to stand up once Mous and Mantle’s effort proved unsuccessful. “Our heroines efforts have proved fruitless. We are doomed.” Hashtag doomed. <SuperSaiyan5100> “Oh of course we are” Bowtie said. “Why should we expect any different.” She put her back against the wall and slid down to the floor. This whole deal officially sucked. Maybe she would have time for some sleep afterall. <theprophetgamer> "Fantastic." Mantle drops into a crouch into a heady thunk onto her rump, legs wrapped indian-style, arms crossing her potent chest as she thinks...or tries to drown out the music while something comes up to assist them. <FaroresVault> Palm on the table, Bustier leaned on it and looked back at the room. Two cute things and a nerd. "Yeah, course you have that thing," she nodded at Bra's frap. Damn you. It looked good. Stuffing the rest of her breakfast in her mouth - mostly just to get it out of the way - she waved at Etch and DD before picking up the envelope and popping it open, sliding a photograph and another memo out. With a crinkled nose, she gave it a quick skim. "She is so bloody chipper, I want ta twist Sweetheart's ear right off." she grumbled, looking back up, "You lot here for a meeting yeah?" <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones looks at the concrete infront of them blocking the only way out. "Well so much for plan A anyone got a plan B?" He goes to sit but seeing that there is little room he leans against the wall of the elevator. "And to think I was hoping to be nice and on time today." <Koukaiju> "Of course I'm here for the meeting--why else would I be here at assfuck AM with caffeine?" Actually, there was a lot of strongarming from the upper management in her direction, but she refused to acknowledge that. Ever. Anyway, these notes were proof this tomfoolery was management's doing too--great. just great. She had basically every intention to sit back and coast, after all, social interaction wasn't her forte at all, nor did she really want to actively reveal anything about herself more than anyone else knew. <SenseiDezzy> “death,” Pendant muttered hollowly. “Ever so slowly decompose to a fine grain akin to that of Hell’s ashes.” It would be a beautiful and poetic death in Pendant’s mind. She wished to embrace the cold arms of death any other possible way (and preferable alone), but this would do./ “ Yes, in-n-n-ndeed! I r-r-rrrrr… got the m-memo earlier in the m-m-morn-nning to arrive h-here.” He took a few steps forward to the table and pear over Bustier, “Wh-wh-what d-d-does it sa-sa-say?” <Dottieverse> Etch looked up at Bustier and stood himself up slowly, patting at his shorts as if he were dusting them off, he nodded a little before speaking up “U-um… yeah.. I don't really know wh-what the meeting is for though… Or maybe I just forgot...” Etch’s voice was soft and quiet like usual, honestly he was trying really hard to make sure that he was heard, he can’t count the number of times he spoke and nobody was actually able to understand what he said, talk about an uncomfortable situation.As he spoke though he moved a little closer to the others, away from his sleeping spot sadly, he just wants to nap. <FaroresVault> It was with a cleared throat that Bustier read the letter aloud, trying (and failing) to mimic Sweetheart's tone."Morning guys! I know this is strange, but the rest of the meeting members are here, even if it doesn't seem that way. There are plenty of tools at your disposal to find out where, though! In fact...it's probably to your benefit to find out." Bustier rolled her eyes "This is a trust building exercise - we thought that it's probably better for you to all learn how to work together, even in tough times! Who knows why you might need it! - eugh. I bet she'd laugh there too. - Once you get everyone out you're going to be able to open the big safe under the table....That'd have all of your paycheques, a healthy bonus, and...well, it's probably best to somehow let Mous know that we have the keys to her storage units and Aston Martin. I think Chap said something along the lines of “actually make them work for their god damned pay this time”? It’s a little rude, but here we are! Good luck!” The deadpan ‘fuck off’ expression encompassing Bustier’s face summed up her response to this. “I don’t fucking need this.” <Koukaiju> Oh. Well isn’t that lovely. Brassiere bit her lip, turning her head. Well ain't that cute. She couldn't even try and manage to fake a laugh. Even though she was angry, she was already scanning, starting to figure out what was wrong in the first place, if only because she absolutely would be driving herself up the wall if they were moving at a snail's pace. She had to be ready, you know. But she wasn't going to let on that she had a hunch already, make her comrades sweat a little. "So, anyone got any ideas...?" A perfect veneer of uncertain concern, perfect. <Dottieverse> As the letter was read etch sulked a little, he didn’t really have the motivation to do work right now but seeing as he was already here and he didn't want to be the only person not doing anything he decided it would be best to do so. He rubbed his eyes softly and shook his head before looking around the room “So uh… we just need to find th-the others right? Th-that should be easy.” He really hoped it would be easy. He looked around the room slightly, his heels clicking on the floor as he moved around, though he really didn't know what he was supposed to be looking for, So he just waited for the others to decide on what they needed to do before he started blindly wandering off. Etch wasn’t really good at that kind of stuff, so he would mostly just wait to be told what to do. <SenseiDezzy> probably to your own benefit to find out’? DD did not like the sound of that. Diadema covered his mouth and softly gasped, “ Oh d-d-dear! We b-b-bet-t-ter find th-them qu-quick-k-kly… is there anyth-thing e-e-e-else?” He surveyed the room. “ The note ss-ssssssaid we have the tool f-f-find them. Perh-haps bb-b-..bb… starting there.” And with that he did as Etch and paced around the lobby for the materials they needed. <FaroresVault> Bustier kind of looked at Bra. That kind of look, you know the look, the <FaroresVault> 'seriously' look. "So we've a TV 're." she huffd, snapping that on...aaaaand yup. There they were. You know what else was there? The elevator music. Not that the lobby would know. <theprophetgamer> She may have discipline, but Mantle's patience has already worn out. Frustrated with literally sitting here, she contemplated beating through the exposed wall like digging the tunnel from The Great Escape, but that would be fruitless and probably not the best thing to leave for mother when this is done. She slaps her hands onto the floor to stand, but stops, looks down at said appendages and sees an envelope. HOW did they miss that. Like seriously. Still on the ground, she opens it to see....some...kind of code? "Mother, what are you up to." <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous grimaced as the elevator music kicked on, glancing up toward the ceiling from her sat position against the wall. "Wonderful. Just what we needed..." She said, before something caught her eye. Namely, the camera situated in the corner, and its little red light. She got to her feet, looking up to the device, before waving to it. "Hello? Is anyone there?" She called, unaware that there was no sound feed. "We're in the elevator! We're stuck!" <SenseiDezzy> “Ah! Th-there they are!” Diadema pointed to the screen and from the look of the tiny space they were in, along with the soft sound of music Diadema guessed, “Elevator….?” Mous then confirmed his hunch. He the saw Pendant lying on the ground and assumed the worse heart starting to race. “ One of th-them is d-d-down we have to g-g-get them out!!” Stop. Panic time. <SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie moved over to Mantle. “What are you looking at?” she asked as she followed her gaze to the floor of the elevator. “What the heck? How long was that there? What is in it?” she asked as she stared at the envelope. She then looked up and saw the camera that Mous was looking at. How did we not see these things? <Koukaiju> She gave Bustier a look back, a sort of 'yes-i-know-but-im-not-a-showboater-or-a-goody-two-shoes' sort of look. And apparently she didn't even need to hack the video feed. They were making this too easy. Let her at least try and hijack the place, geez, maybe she shouldn't have showed up. She sat down in a chair, placed her goods on the table, and kicked her legs up, still poking around the security mainframe regardless--after all jammed elevators were part of PR's plan then maybe, just maybe, there was a technical solution. <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones looks at Mous and the camera. "I'm not sure that thing works or they would have tried to help us out by now." He scratches his chin. "We need a way to let everyone know we are here though." <Dottieverse> Etch hopped over to look at the TV, looking at the other demons on it. “W-well… so.. We just need to find out where they are r-right… so that should be easy since we can see them right?...right?” He looked around the room they were in, though instead of thinking about where they were he was more so thinking about how much it must suck to be in there, it’s so small, he would die (maybe literally) if he was stuck in there, he needs a little bit of interaction with people now and again sure but that would be way too much for him to handle mentally, he figured the others would figure it out so he mostly just let the others think out where they were. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous glanced over to Headphones, shaking her head. "I don't think that light was on before," Mous replied. "Besides, surely someone's come in and tried to use the elevator, right? I doubt a jammed elevator would go unnoticed for long." <theprophetgamer> "Hmm. I wonder..." Mantle stood and, seeing the camera that Mous found, holds the code paper to the machine. Might be a longshot, might be something to help get them out of there, and it's not like there's much else to do in this coffin. <SenseiDezzy> Pendant rolled over to on her butt and sat down, “ A faint glimmer of hope? Or our despair being laid bare for all to witness.”/ Diadema felt a little relieved that Pendant wasn’t actually dead and calmed down, just a bit. Just then he looked at the photo that came with Sweetheart’s memo. “ its of this r-room,” he muttered. It was a photo of a potted plant? It looked fairly familiar. He turned around and noticed there was one just like it in the lobby and waked to it, retrieving the black box and placing it on the table. He tried to open it but, “Locked.” <Koukaiju> Brassiere looked over to the box set down before her, then to the screen then.... She waved a finger at the screen. 'Anyone want to take a crack at putting that number in? I'm a little busy with something else....," It was important, but like hell she was going to say anything. Right now she was trying to run diagnostics on the elevator systems, and praying there wasn't a white hat anticipating any of this. <theprophetgamer> Mantle just. Stands there. No sound other than that damnedable music! She feverishly shakes the paper at the camera. "I know you see this! 4-2-6-1-1-8 it's only SIX DIGITS!" She should be on her reps right now, then going for a persona best at the deadlift, but noOOOoooo. <Dottieverse> Etch kind of just sat down after a while, he was very tired and was more or less just waiting on some way he could help, so far however the others seemed to be doing fine without him, and there weren't really any other clues just yet. He figured he might aswell go look around, so he scooted his way over to the elevator, he looked at the closed door before just, knocking on it, who knows maybe that would do something, maybe they could hear it, it would be good to let them know people are down there. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous, meanwhile, had moved back to the open door again, pressing against the wall and peering up the tiny gap between the elevator and the shaft. What good would it do? Who knows. But sitting idle, especially with that music playing, was grating on her nerves a bit. "Do you think we'd be able to open the hatch on the ceiling?" Mous idly asked. Of course, as she heard a faint knocking from above, she perked up a bit. "Hello?" She called up, before glancing to the camera again, making a knocking motion in the air. <SenseiDezzy> Diadema dare not question Brassiere, he knew little to nothing about computers and hacking. Punching in the numbers 4-2-6-1-18 the box opened with a click. Inside was a microphone with a port and a wooden number two. “…..” he was so happy his father wasn’t here to make a shitty pun. “ there’s a m-m-mic and a n-n-nnumber two in h-here. Perhap-p-ps we can talk to them th-through this?” <FaroresVault> ' a number two', Bustier snorted, because she's twelve. "Ay yea, that seems sound, dunnit?" <Dottieverse> Etch wasn't really paying attention to the monitor so he didn't really see Mous make the knocking motion, so he kinda just gave up, at least maybe they think people are helping, if there even in that elevator. He walked over to the monitor to see if he could help, though he couldn't really figure out what he would do with anything they had, he really wasn't good at puzzles. <SuperSaiyan5100> "I mean I guess that's as good a plan as any" Bowtie said standing back up. "Short of me melting the ceiling that's the best idea we got." Bowtie said to Headphones <SenseiDezzy> Diadema nodded unsurely at Bra and connected the microphone port. He gave it a quick gentle tap,” H-h-hello? Hello? Can those of y-y-you hear me?” and wouldn’t you know it his stammered voice was audible within the elevator space and Pendant, groggily nodding her head already SO over this. <FaroresVault> Having received no such memo, Lunula wandered in to the lobby, arms stuffed full of scrolls and mouth with a honey stick in it. She raised a brow at the crowd at the table, electing to weasel in between them and snoop. “Poor things look tired.” Was the only thing announcing her sudden presence. She shook her head and wandered off once more, very off balance from all her spells. <Ever-So-Nitro> "Don't try and melt the ceiling," Mous replied. "A: Where do you think the slag is going to drip? And B:, the cable is connected to the roof, and damaging it would mean we're in for a long fall-" Mous stopped as she heard Diadema's stammering voice, turning toward the camera. "Hello?" Mous responded. "We're in the elevator! We're stuck!" <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones stopped mid motion of unplugging his headphones from his mp3 player. "Well it looks like my plan is out the window but at least we will be rescued." He plugs his headphones back in and drapes them over his shoulders. "Hey people not in the elevator when do think we will be getting out of here?" He said into the camera. <SuperSaiyan5100> "I wasn't going to, MOM" Bowtie said. This whole day has been one giant pile of suck. But things started looking up when Diadema's voice was heard in the elevator. "Hey! Can You hear us?" she asked. It doesn’t really help if they could hear him but he couldn't hear them. <FaroresVault> Not long after, there was a soft thump on the elevator ceiling, and one of the vents lifted off, Lun’s little head peeking in with a large grin. Ceiling child. She then wordlessly lowered a tray of coffee, creamers, and sugar down. “They can’t hear you.” She laughed, leaning inward “I’m not allowed to let you out, but I’m able to facilitate the process if you get too stuck.” <theprophetgamer> Mantle has stepped back and the others try to get the attention of whoever was watching. And then /SHE/ appeared. Damn lapdog, but she had a point. "Someone have a pen? Maybe we'll have to write it out or something." She can do tactics. She can do drills. She can't command if no-one can hear her. <FaroresVault> With this, Lun waggled a notepad at Mantle. <SenseiDezzy> DD gave a little ‘eep’ At Lun’s sudden interjection. “o-o-oh miss Lun But soon as he saw his c0-workers trying to communicate with them he turn his attention back, “ Ahh…. W-w-w c-c-can’t he-he-he you in there, s-s-sorry. W-w-we found this wooden carve out of the n-n-num-m-mmmber two does th-the num-b-bber two do anyth-thing for you?” <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous groaned a bit, burying her face in her hand. "Look, getting short with each other isn't going to help anyone, so just try and stay calm." Of course, as the ceiling child made herself known, Mous gave a sigh of relief, thinking that their rescue was at hand. That, of course, was wishful thinking, giving a slight groan, but taking a coffee and preparing herself a cup. <SenseiDezzy> Pendant took a cup of coffe and slowly sipped at the brew." Mmm... Black. Just like my soul." <theprophetgamer> Mantle just glowered and gave a rolling guttural growl as Lun toyed with them. Since casting fist was off limits (no matter how good it'd make her feel despite any backlash)and decides to shotgun a hot cup. Maybe the caffeine would sooth her nerves a skosh. <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones without a second thought grabbed a coffee and began dumping as much sugar and cream as it could hold before haphazardly mixing it and downing it. "Alright guys im wired now we need to take a minute and search this place...thoroughly there is more going on here then we first thought and the ceiling gremlin confirms it." Headphones then begins to search high and low throughout the elevator. <FaroresVault> "Blimey it works," could be heard, if muffled, through the speakers. "Oi this is some bullshit PR's making us do innit?" Frankly, she assumed they knew. "What do you think?" she asked Etch, nodding at the number " Other than it belongs back up someones arse." <Koukaiju> Brassiere let out a pretty loud laugh. Sorry elevator crew, she's not laughing at your misery, she's laughing at gutter jokes. <SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie passed around the room drinking her coffee. "There has to be something that we're missing. Something obvious. But what?" she thought as she took another sip. Maybe the caffeine would give her some ideas. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous couldn't help but quirk an eyebrow. "Did she just say PR?" Mous replied, before casting a nervous glance around the elevator. "Okay, I had nothing to do with this, if this was PR, I was left out of the loop on this." She pondered the "2" for a moment, glancing around for a moment, before spotting the floor buttons. Quirking an eyebrow, she decided to give it a shot, pressing the number two. <Dottieverse> Etch kinda shrugged, “W-well i would h-have suggested pressing the elevator number b-but they a-already did so n-no need to really” he really didn’t have much to say relating to all this, everybody was doing fine, he didn’t really need to give any input at this point. <FaroresVault> As the 2 was hit that big, stupid, random rectangular panel slid up. It showed two keys - probably for the two keyholes under the floor number panel - hung there. Pity it was behind something transparent...but the mechanics were visible. It was gonna lift somehow. <FaroresVault> Laughing, Lun raised a brow at Mous. "Maybe they're hazing you. You really don't know?" <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones feels around the walls and slowly makes his way to the flooring. "Alright call it a hunch but I think something is under this carpeting." He pulls out his bisento to tear a hole in the carpeting before grabbing hold and peeling it back. <FaroresVault> Under the carpet are five envelopes. <theprophetgamer> PR, of course. Mantle rolled her eyes as the hot liquid raced down her gullet. What won't those giant children do for 'morale' or 'looking good'? And she should know about giant children, one lives in her head. She sees the panel pop up with more BS because PR. Tempting as it is to try and punch out the transparent barrier, she withheld. Despite the approach, this is something pre-planned to make them better in the long run, asinine as it is. <Koukaiju> Brassiere got into the donut bag, finally, pulling out a boston creme and going to town on it. Of course someone was going to fall back and let everyone else do the work--that wasn't her, mind you. Great, lovely. There seemed to be progress however inside!! Lovely. She loomed over the mic. "What's up in there? Did you guys find something?" <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones grabs the set of envelopes. "Ok everyone take one and open them up." He holds them all out. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous glanced over to the open panel, until Lun's laughter caught her attention. She glanced up to her, quirking an eyebrow, stumbling a bit as she stepped over the carpet as Headphones tore it up. "Don't know what?" <FaroresVault> Quivering and beaming, she looked at all of them. "Maybe DD is being particularly sweet to you - figuring there's a priority to your safety..." she shrugged, letting her arm hang down "Chap had all of your paycheques held ransom until this is complete...Except for you." Lun scratched her nose "They have the keys to your Storage and have your Ashton Moron? Whatever it is. That fancy car you fawn over." <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous blinked for a moment, her gaze slowly drifting away from Lun to nowhere in particular, the critic shakily sitting down on the floor, not saying a word for a moment. It seemed Mous had gone into shock. <SuperSaiyan5100> "What the hell?" Bowtie asked as she circled around the clear box. "How do we get inside?" This was certainly the weirdest elevator that she'd ever been in. Lun popped in again and she over heard about the situation with Mous's car. She seemed a little traumatized. <Koukaiju> Bra took another bite of her donut. What was wrong? anyway even without audio this seemed to be pretty entertaining. You dick. <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones papped Mous on the head with the set of envelopes. "Hey this is no time to go into shock we still have to get out of here you can curl up after we reach a floor." He paps here again. "Sides if you give up you cant see your stuff again and if that's the case someone else will get it." <theprophetgamer> It may seem like a bad thing to say, but this was good. Mantle can handle someone going into shock. She dropped down next to Mous, giving her a gentle shake. "Stay with me, that's an order. Your thing will be fine, and if it's mishandled in any way, I'll turn a blind eye while you mete it out. Just this once, though." Wait, is..is that some form of actual GENUINE compassion buried under those words? Wow, the music must be getting to her. <Ever-So-Nitro> It seemed getting close to Mous was not the way to go about rousing her, as she instantly snatched Headphones' collar, and dragged his face in close. "If anything, ANYTHING, happens to my car, or anything in my storage units, I am holding everyone in this elevator personally responsible," She said, with the sort of quiet fury that came with having one's entire life being held for ransom. "Let me impress upon you that this is millions of dollar's worth of irreplaceable pieces of film history on the line. And I am SEVERELY understating its value." As she felt Mantle's hand on her, she gave a sigh, and took one of the envelopes, before opening it up and pulling out... "Is this some kind of joke?" She asked, holding the honey label. "Why is there trash in here?" <FaroresVault> "Don't talk about her that way." Lun hissed, offended. <SenseiDezzy> At the mention of pay checks made Pendant jerk a little. Why was she being punished? She did her job well. Anyone that tried to make an appointment with the Mistress would have it scheduled on Feburary 33. No money meant that she couldn’t buy her expensive ass jewelry and threads. “ A fate worse than dead. Bankruptcy.” This was a new level of despair for even Pendant. Still she sliced open the envelope to find… money? MONEY!! MO- oh its fake. She tossed the monopoly aside and read outloud the address. “478 Posterior Boulevard.” <Gentlemanlyman> "Hey then you gotta work hard to get out of here so you can keep what matters most to you intact right? You gotta keep that fighting spirit going to get your stuff back" He laughs a little as she lets go and holds out the rest of the envelopes save for one which he opens with his free hand and inspects it. "Mines uh door to an office?" <SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie opened the envelope. She pulled out a picture of the entrance to Research and the word EXIT written in red marker on it. “Hmm….” she said as she looked over the picture. “Research? Exit? What?” This must be a clue (obviously). <Ever-So-Nitro> "We should show everything to the camera," Mous noted, before standing and showing the label to the camera. "Whomever's on the other side might be able to make better sense of things." <theprophetgamer> Oh! The old dog has been ruffled. The day just got better! Following suit, Mantle grabbed an envelope, opened it, and shared its contents. Another photo. "Hm. It's the parking lot outside. I think that's the crosswalk I used to get here. Ok, who has a car?" Way to just rub salt into the wound, amazon. <FaroresVault> "What the fuck are we supposed to do with that, Frenchie?" Bustier probably forgot the mic was on. Which is to say, definitely. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous, of course, was not exactly happy about that comment, glaring hard at the camera. She took out her phone, and began rapidly typing on it, before holding it up to the camera. "Need I remind you that I'm the one stuck in here, AND I have far more at stake than anyone here? Kindly mind your fucking manners." <SuperSaiyan5100> "Here let me try mine" Bowtie said as she shoved Mous out of the way. She held up he photo to the camera. Maybe they could us this one. She aggressively pointed to the image and the exit written on it. This HAD to mean something to someone. <Koukaiju> "And what are we supposed to do with an exit? arent you all in an elevator?" Bra looked at her tablet again. "These floorplans might be more more fucky than a duck's vagina." <FaroresVault> Oh that was cute. "Sorry," she said, a little too sweet "me nan didn't let me go to finishing school....Isn't that a Research hall? Do you have others?" <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones slowly holds his photo up to the camera. "If this is some sort of office there might be a clue or key or something hidden in it." He pokes the paper twice and mouths the word 'important' <SenseiDezzy> On her tippy toes Pendant showed the address to the camera/ “S-s-sorry m-m-miss Mousquetaire! W-w-e’ll get you out i-i-i-I p-p-pp-p-pppppPROMISE!!” Having shouted out his last bit he cleared his throat Diadema then looked at all the clues presented. “ Why’s parent’s ad-d-ddress on th-there…?" <theprophetgamer> With the others having thrown their respective photos up to the electro-eye, Mantle follows suit, using her height to literally stuff the thing right into the frame before actually being /smart/ and pulling it back enough(hopefully) for the others to see. She holds the picture with both hands, one finger blatantly pointing at the crosswalk. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous looked over her honey label, flipping it over, thinking there might be some writing on the back. What she found, however, was a coupon for free honey. Against all the photos and and addresses, it seemed to stick out a bit... <FaroresVault> Mantle, being Mantle, Lun had never quite found to be a....ah...candid or pleasant figure. She soon became the target for dead moths from the elevator ceiling. Outside, Bustier huffed. "I bet we have to go there...Or...get a hold of them? How far is it?" she looked to DD. <theprophetgamer> Feeling something lightly fal on her head elicited Mantle to look up, only to be greeted by a kiss from a corpse; A bug corpse. Then another. Then several more. Then a large one the size of your palm that bounced off her nose. She picked this one up for inspection, staring at it before looking up at Lununa. The action seemed to trigger an auto-response of tearing the large bug clean in half. "Be thankful you're not a lower rank..." <FaroresVault> All Mantle managed to elicit was wild laughter. "You're so easy to control!" <theprophetgamer> "Of course I am! I'm a soldier, it's what I was trained for!" Sweetie. dear beefcake daughter, please stop. You're shaking the hive and the bees are laughing at you. <SenseiDezzy> “They l-l-live all the way o-o-out in excelcior st-t-tates….,” and he doubted the task would have them traverse all the way there so he took a big gulp, tapped his house number, and not even letting the dial ring a loud, very fucking loud Latino’s voice could be heard shouting “¡¡MIJO!!”. DD hushed a hello back to him, let his father ramble on questions of how DD was doing and PC was treating him right to which the small boy all answered positively. Once he was able to bring his father up to speed on the situation and got his fathers advice he hung up with a relieved sigh. “ Research last.” <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous grimaced a bit as the moths drifted down, stepping away from Mantle and glancing up toward Lunula. As she spied the honey stick sticking out of her mouth, things clicked into place, and the critic held the label in plain view. "Miss Lunula?" Mous said to get her attention. "I've got a coupon here you might be interested in, I'll give it to you if you help us out, alright?" <FaroresVault> Bustier clapped "Fantastic! That means absolutely fucking nothing!" She clapped Bra n the back "Ya frappe didn't work girlie.....Okay...I'll uh. I'm going to go look at that crosswalk. Do either of you know which research hall the other's in? Or that blasted door?" <Koukaiju> Bra jolted awake, just momentarily, before the grips of sleep took her again. poor lass. <FaroresVault> "Bet she'd wake up if I took her fancy duds." By duds, she meant computer. But hey, technicalities. <Koukaiju> A mumble. "Don't. you dare." <FaroresVault> Lun had been squeezing the bottom of the tube to get what was left as Mous addressed her, and she peered down....That was not the best brand. She was pretty finicky...but...she wiggled a hand at it anyway, wanting to read it first. That bottle was 0 cost and totally free. Her consideration was clearly being weighed here - on one hand, she was not benefiting by this at all...on the other, free honey...."I'll take your bribe, someone go pry off that wall panel," she pointed to the wall across from the door. <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones listening to the ceiling gremlins request pulled out his bisento once again to use it like a crowbar and pry the panel off the door. With a bit of force and effort the panel popped off. <Ever-So-Nitro> "A pleasure doing business with you," Mous replied, before handing the label over. <FaroresVault> Neat! You found a button. <SenseiDezzy> DD felt small sting from Bustiers comment, but now wasn’t the time for that inferiority complex to wear him down. After all he promised Ms. Mousquetaire and the others safety and by gosh darn golly time to put on the big boy skirt. “I’m n-nnot sure, but it shouldn’t be too hard with the door labeled exit! Th-the not said to leave it last so… I’ll take DJ’s office s-s-since I know where it is.” He then made a hustle to the enforcer’s office. <SuperSaiyan5100> "Hey look, It's a button" Bowtie said. "I guess i should press it." Reaching her hand out she pressed down on that button preparing for the worst but hoping for the best. <FaroresVault> Bra's poor ears were just assaulted by microphone feedback. <FaroresVault> Bustier had wandered out, patting Bra's head "Mind the youngins." she joked taking a gulp of the fresh air and glancing about "A crosswalk...." she sort of...kind of...didn't know where she was going at all. Time to walk. <Koukaiju> Bra was startled, falling onto the floor, yelling expletives. <SuperSaiyan5100> "It must have done something" Bowtie said. "Hey, can you guys hear us?" she asked looking into the camera. She really hoped it worked. <Koukaiju> Brassiere got up and clutched the mic. "Yeah, we can, actually!! Everyone okay? Nobody killed anyone else yet?" <Ever-So-Nitro> "Thankfully," Mous replied. "So, did those pictures do anything for you?" <theprophetgamer> "Yet." Mantle looks at the ceiling. Those darn honey leeches are in season, it seems... <Koukaiju> She scratched her head. "I think I started dozing off then, but if it's any indication, my groupmates have left, I'm ASSUMING to check on the locations." <Gentlemanlyman> "Luckily no one has killed anyone yet. But I give it another 10 minutes until one of us gets ripped in half." Headphones accidentally leans on the button. <SuperSaiyan5100> "Not physically anyway" Bowtie said as she looked at Mous. That was a thing. <FaroresVault> "Prove this was not deliberately left for me, Mantle." Lun smiled. A large, toothy smile. It showed every last one of the particularly sharp teeth. <SenseiDezzy> Sadly, the walls of this prison has yet to be bathed in shades of crimson…. Yet.” Pendant eyed Mous and Mantle. If there was going to be bloodshed it be by the hands of those two. <Koukaiju> "Ladies, ladies, please, no quarreling, that's not very sugoi," she hissed under her breath, gently, because that was something she seems to have picked up from her boss. <theprophetgamer> "Perhaps the same person who knew where we were before we started this charade may have had a hand in that." She bears an impressive bear trap of her own. <FaroresVault> "Look at that, you have a vocabulary." And with that, she paid attention to the rest of the group. <Koukaiju> She cleared her throat. "Anyway, sadly, I doubt I can be much help here--but things are in motion! Please, don't devolve to too much violence here, lest we all lose paychecks over this." Truth be told, she probably could hack the elevator to work, but would they have gotten stuff out of the safe? Mous probably wouldn't be happy with her in that case. <SenseiDezzy> Returning from his trip to Uncle Dj’s house he brought back with him, not an answer, but a question. It confused him, but perhaps the others in the elevator knew, “Ah… I’m not sure if this is helpful… b-but d-d-do any of y-y-you know what year Belt ‘Muh-muh-muh-h-hammad’ Al-l-li’s career s-s-start?” <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones scratches his head and ponders for a minutes. "Muhammad Ali, didn't he get his first belt back in 1964? I remember my dad talking about it once a long time ago and how his grandfather won a lot of money off of it." <FaroresVault> "Maybe you should take notes, Bra!" Lun smiled at the camera. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous glanced up toward the camera again at Diadema's stuttering voice, quirking an eyebrow. "Muhammad Ali?" she repeated, being sure she heard correctly through his stutter. "If I remember correctly, his career started in 1960." She gave a smile. "I was there for that fight, actually, six round decision against Hunsaker." From there, Mous was lost in her reminiscing, but they had their answer at least. <SuperSaiyan5100> "Well I'm glad someone knew because I sure as hell didn't" Bowtie said. She wasn't into fighting, or sports in general for that matter. <theprophetgamer> Maybe Lun's comment on hazing Mous wasn't too far off, the girl was sure getting attention. Almost makes Mantle want to say something to Sweetheart and Chap, but...maybe not. <Koukaiju> "I'm on it, please, hold your hellhorses," She started tapping at the tablet furiously--okay something about 1960 and Ali...... <FaroresVault> Bustier sauntered in, repeating something to herself. It'd been a good half hour "OI" she shouted from the doorways, eventually getting close-ish to the mic "There was some garbage written on the parking spot." <theprophetgamer> Finally. "What did you find?" The way this is playing out, someone on this end might have the answer. <Koukaiju> Bra turned around, offering a small wave. "Yeah, what kind of garbage we talkin?" <FaroresVault> "I found some literal garbage on a parking spot." Bustier rolled her eyes. She'd imitate her nan for this one "What's the best time to schedule a meeting?" it says, like that has to do with anything. <Koukaiju> "I wonder if the 1960 has anything to do with it? Either way, wow, way to litter pr," She huffed. <FaroresVault> Bustier shook her head "Naw, I mean chalk writing. But it's still rubbish if you ask me." <SenseiDezzy> "Perhaps it is a commentary on the way man is a slave to its company. the parking space representing the recipient and the message being a branding from the cooperate leader". Pendant added. <Koukaiju> "Now why would they put that on the--OH!!" she started plugging in more numbers, the times the meetings were scheduled, of COURSE, how foolish was she today. <SenseiDezzy> With Bustier and Bra at work Diadema set out for the last and final task, and that was to find the labeled research door. He hastily made his way through the halls till he reached his destination and found the door. Still mindful of his manners, he gave it a few friendly knocks before entering. <Koukaiju> "Okay so---guys, I found some sort of thing in the security coding or something here, the 1960 was the pass answer, now it wants two more answers--what's the definition of bpm, and why moderation is important with magic.....," She started tapping more, trying to figure out if there was a way to get her software to run around the codes (you know, just in case). <SenseiDezzy> What a an ODD day this was for him. Upon returning he held a remote in hand. Panting a little from exhaustion of field day its been. “Th-there was a m-m-maze ins-s-side research? I was like a mouse being guided by the v-v-voice in the w-w-walkie t-t-alk-k-kkkkie?” He then placed te remote on the table. “ at the end of it I fff…fffffffff-,” FUCK. He just pointed to the remote instead. “ That <FaroresVault> [[pls note there was a massive summarization of a huge part of this RP due to time constraints, which is shown in DDs post.]] <SuperSaiyan5100> "Moderation in magic is important so you don't tire yourself out? And BPM is beats per minute. It's the tempo of a piece of music." Bowtie said from the elevator. She hoped they were the right answers or were helpful in fixing this whole mess. <Koukaiju> "Beats per minute sounds about right...," more typing. lots of backspacing. Tablet keyboards were a bitch. <Koukaiju> She input both anyway, just to be safe... <Gentlemanlyman> "How it lookin on your end wiz kid i'm starting to get a tiny bit antsy in this tight space." Headphones says as he taps his foot rhythmically. <FaroresVault> [[This is about where the time skip would have taken place, the elevator dropping down in to research and each character having a maze portion to do. This was to t ake an hour or so. As such, we are now on completion.]] <FaroresVault> As DD returned, the elevator crept back upstairs. Its inhabitants likely tired - some of that activity had been more than a little strenuous...well, except for Mantle, maybe. Upon landing, the plate covering the keys slid open. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous jumped a bit as the elevator began to move again, giving a sigh of relief. Finally, this whole ordeal could wrap up. Mous, obviously antsy to get her own keys back, took the keys from the panel, and inserted them into the keyholes below the number panel, giving them a turn. <FaroresVault> A small party noise rung, and some confetti flew out. Hooray! Absolutely nothing happened! <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones holds his hands out and lets some of the confetti fall into his hands. "Say what you want but almost any situation can be made better with confetti." <SenseiDezzy> Diadema pushed the remote button, " please work...". <FaroresVault> The elevator doors creaked open - finally, you escaped the confines. <FaroresVault> Bustier peeked under the table "I hope some of you have keys," she said, looking back to the group "This thing needs one." <Gentlemanlyman> "What kind of keys?" Headphones asks as he is about to put his namesake back on. <FaroresVault> With a confused expression, she shrugged "Keys? Like....your front door." <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous grimaced a bit at the confetti, before pulling the keys out of the holes, eager to get out of the elevator and groaning as she was able to move freely again. "Will either of these work?" She asked, approaching and handing them over. <theprophetgamer> After some needed leg stretching, she had been standing for quite a while, Mantle grabs a key and made sure was the first to exit the elevator. Juuust in case PR had something else up their bottomless sleeves, like a confetti cannon or something, she would hopefully take the brunt of it. These folks had enough for a pre-weekend. Upon hearing Bustier's words, Mantle tossed her the one she had. <SuperSaiyan5100> "I assume the keys in that box" Bowtie answered as she too stepped out of that god forsaken elevator. She wasn't all there right now. She really just wanted to do one thing: sleep. <FaroresVault> Bustier took the keys passed to her and tried one to no avail - it was a little small for this. The other, however, worked. Placing named envelopes on the table, she also listed a small metal box, which she unlocked with the other key....it, too, was full of keys. Notably, one particularly notable car key, and a small note. "I take it that one's Mous'..."Bustier shrugged, peeling her envelope open. It was awfully thick for a cheque. eyes widening, she pulled out a wad of cash and immediately began counting it. Five grand. <Ever-So-Nitro> Mous hastily retrieved her keys (perhaps a bit over-eagerly, not even bothering to thank Bustier), before looking over the note curiously. She was still fairly upset about her things being held hostage, but at least it was over. Hopefully. <SenseiDezzy> “This whole ordeal was reminiscent of that of a corpse in its tomb. The small confides of the elevator representing the walls of a coffin, but, hark, it was not out time yet. For there are still greener pastures to be unlocked .” Greener pastures to be unlocked of course meant getting her damn money. That poetically said Pendant would have herself cremated if she ever met an end. Taking the envelope her eyes widened a hardly noticeable pixel’s length at the amount. “The grass truly is greener on the other side…” / DD cheered up as the people began to file out of the elevator, “ We did it! You’re all alright!” He then paused, “ Y-y-ou are alright, y-yes?” <Gentlemanlyman> Headphones tore open his envelope. "Awesome a bonus now I can replace that computer that caught fire and buy some gems to do a test with I think I am gonna try rubies this time they make the cooler sound." He stuffs the check in his pocket. <theprophetgamer> Mantle tears her envelope open with her teeth because she can, finding the same amount as the others on the inside, along with her standard pay. "Good. I owe Tiara a dinner date, this will do nicely." Now a slong as a certain someone doesn't get blood on her car, this day will conclude as a decent one. <Ever-So-Nitro> "Well, if that's everything then, I'm off to make sure nobody scuffed my car," Mous replied, giving a slightly curt backwards wave to everyone in the lobby. If anyone so much as breathed on her car wrong, there'd be hell to pay, she was in no mood for any more nonsense. <SuperSaiyan5100> Bowtie opened her envelope up and pulled out a good amount of money. This will make today feel a whole lot better. <Gentlemanlyman> "Yea time to go work on my new playlist thanks for saving my ass guys." He waves and pats DD on the head as he leaves. "Thanks for the concern." <SenseiDezzy> DD smiled as Headphones pat his head and as some people seemed content with their wads of cash. He guessed money COULD buy happiness after all.... that and a shit load of new dresses and ribbons.

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Precious trash mother Echarpe commission for @goosquetaire!

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I rp a lot of ocs, and while some I can get away with being completely text-based, there’s the problem with tumblr rp and other options that use icons that you don’t have a canon to go on. And drawing individual images for each situation is kind of. Painful? Time consuming?

Tl;dr my situation doesn’t really allow for me to putz around making icons so I decided to go the visual novel approach and use that to get a quick roster of icons together. Shown are the base sprites with their composite features, and then an assortment of expression variants.

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“D-do you hate me?”

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Summer Festival - Intro RP

Continuation forum thread

16:37:48<FaroresVault> A bright summer's day was what greeted the residents of NDC, with a bold sky and spattered clouds, and the gift of a cool occasional breeze to ward off the humid heat of the southern California coast. A typical July, but beautiful nonetheless, the elaborate city skyline sparkling under the sun’s rays and lending something of a stained glass appearance to the city, certain areas even having the streets reflect the lights of the tinted windows. Colour was important to New Daten’s infrastructure, and it’s execution flawless. Local architects knew exactly what they were doing. And the bright colour of the city betrayed the building energy found within – the yearly summer festival was coming, a well-loved attraction of the city denizens and tourist types alike, filled with music, games (some even city wide, harkening back to “better days” for those immortals who remained in the area), open markets and general joviality. Over the last few days a large group of planes had flown in to the city, one of which containing a pair of demons with similar interests. One well acquainted to the area, one less so, but just as eager to step foot into it. Both had been given a couple days to settle in to the area, of course, but these were PR heads. Of course they wouldn’t simply relax when there was this much buildup. So with collaboration, a small HQ event had come to be, both to kick off the summer festival and to acquaint the new head. One was mostly here to assist with integration if necessary, but also to dig their claws in to the local festival – this year was gonna be good. But for now, it was time for the demons and any local humans to enjoy themselves – with invitation of course, though these weren’t hard to come by – and to perhaps get some socializing in. The courtyard which was rented was large, holding a fountain (that yes, you were allowed in to), a couple specially invited vendors, and live music hosted by none other than a well beloved local station. Panic had kindly donated their night show host (because who needs sleep? Besides, he wanted the show), so at the very least there would be some nice beats. Maybe Ruban could help? Either way, the HQ provided transport had begun to arrive just as the DJ setup was being completed, the low buzz of summer now dulled by the hum of vehicles and the muffled voices within.

16:49:17<Ever-So-Nitro> Mousquetaire had been looking to the summer festival, much like many of the city's citizens had. Of course, this would be her first one since coming to the city, so she wasn't quite sure what to expect. She'd heard that it was always fabulous, of course, and she'd expect no less from New Daten City. It was coming close to a year since she'd arrived, and she'd seen so much of the city, and even some of the outer limits. Needless to say, she was impressed.

16:55:58<GeneralLeonhart>Like any major event, the Potentate was bound to be involved. So it was no surprise that she could be found somewhere around the fountain. For the moment though, she worked on resolving any last minute issues. They always had a habit of popping up no matter how well they planned. Focused on her cellphone, she'd sit down at the fountain and confirm that every flight had arrived on time. Beret on the other hand would focus on socializing. Anytime someone new was scheduled to arrive, it was in his benefit to say hello. Chapeau had even mentioned the a new head of PR, interesting. But he'd have to wait until people started to arrive before getting started.

17:02:34<theprophetgamer>Ah, this was a treat. A relaxing Cali day, the start of the summer festival, the soothing presence of a fountain, and yet another comeuppance for Trusty Jack. Apparently he had made something of an impression on the Potentate, and who could blame her? He ran a successful business that was a boon to many of Daten's citizens, despite the occasional 'negative review'. Although maybe it was his ingenuity in dealing with said bad press that got him into her PR department. He chuckles at his own thoughts. Honestly he didn't care how he got the job; it was a paying job, at the end of the day that was what mattered. Sitting his briefcase on the eddge of the fountain, he pulled a coin out of his suit's breast pocket and flicked into the fountain. It made a soft 'plup' as it hit the bubbling water, almost blending in with the rest of the noise going on at the moment. Seeing Chapeau sitting on the fountain's other side, he adjusted his tie, grabbed his case, and smoothly walked over. Not a bad idea to let her know he arrived without issue, it's never too late to start brown-nosing. "You picked the perfect day for such an auspicious event, my lady."

17:03:46<Ever-So-Nitro> Of course, that wasn't all she was looking forward to. She, along with her colleagues, had been informed that the new Public Relations heads were coming in. Given that she herself had come into the PR division somewhat recently, it would behoove her to make nice with them. As the limo pulled up to the courtyard, Mous carefully climbed out, stretching a bit and making her way into the courtyard, taking a moment to admire the fountain.

17:18:39<SenseiDezzy> If there was one thing the Rojo family could enjoy together it was the summer festival whether it be an opportune time to socialize for Chaleco, the games for Diadema, or for Pencil to admire effort put into said event there was something for everybody here. Though Chaleco had switched departments, he still wanted to at least meet the new head. Once they had arrived via the limo Chapeau always seemed to graciously provide one could probably take note of the new additions to their family. Chaleco would step out fit, holding the door open for the others to step out. Once Pencil was out she browsed around the courtyard before she came up to Mous, a colleague of hers that she was familiar with through their little get togethers at her place to appreciate the eastern arts ( but mostly wine and gossip). She greeted her with a smile “You’re in for a treat today, Cerise.”

17:26:26<Dottieverse> Etch wasn't sure what he was going to expect from the festival, it was something very new to him, he had never been to anything of the sorts mostly because he was too scared too, and this time would be no different, he was extremely nervous, and couldn't stop thinking about everything that could go wrong, and he originally planned on staying home for this one, but he didn't want to be the odd one out of the Rojo household, so he reluctantly followed along with the rest of his new family. He wasn't planning on doing much while there, he figured he could just stick to the side lines and out of the action, maybe look at the ants, or the clouds, whatever worked, just something to pass the time. As the family arrived he hopped his way out of the limo and on to the ground his boots making a soft little thump as he stepped out, and looked around the festival, it was…. intimidating, a fair amount of people were there and he could already imagine all the things that could go wrong, but he shook off the feeling, zipped up his sweater as far as it would go, and moved his way out of people's way, probably looking for a bench to sit on or something of the likes, if he couldnt find one the ground works just the same.

<Ever-So-Nitro> Mous turned as she felt someone approaching, smiling as her good friend and gossip-mate Pencil came up to her. "I certainly hope so," she replied, nodding gently in greeting. "I've heard quite a bit about Daten's summer festival, though I think I'm more anxious about meeting the new PR heads." She admitted. "I hope I can make a decent first impression," she added in a slightly hushed tone.

<GeneralLeonhart> With the limos arriving, Beret would shoot Chapeau a quick look signaling that he was going to go mingle. She'd nod back and follow suite after a final message to her head of PR. She'd let her subordinates interact though while she went for a snack at the nearby vendors. Beret had begun to examine the rest of the Rojo family, particularly the parents of DD. How could such a cinnamon bun be produced from so much sin.

<Eevelion> Waiting till after Chaleco had opened the limo door, Robe would flutter out then offer Chaleco a “Thank you, Mr. Chaleco!” At first she’d take stock of the decorations, very nice! Hopefully she’d get to meet the person who put this on. She’d stick with her new adoptive family to start, she could maybe go off and have fun on her own later. Taking note that Etch seemed to be a bit distracted, she’d poke him in the kidney “What’s wrong Mr. Etch? This is neat, you can probably have a lot of fun here but not if you’re going to just mope.”

<Koukaiju> On two ends, two totally different sets of occurrences would occur-- One, a figure in large sunglasses and a full head wrap agitatedly prodding at their phone. Horns were visible beneath the tight binds, indicating a demon--and the arrangement would suggest none other than Necktie. As this was neither Fuhaicon or related to the club scene--at least, not yet--this wasn't his exact jurisdiction, but all in the same he was still worried and checking up on a few of the newer artists that were under his patronage that were working on the decor. Like hell if he was going to give a bad first impression to his new boss...start off on the wrong foot? Not risking it. Not risking it at all. Meanwhile, a particular white-haired individual stepped out of her own limo, chin up and the valets treating her with a fair amount of indtimidation. Why the fuck was Domino Mask here anyway? Well, the immortals probably damn well knew, the mortals didn't, probably. Regardless, her dear father's sibling requested her presence here, and she couldn't refuse a request from family, no? She'd adjust the lapels of her suit, sigh, and walk forward, the slight movement of automated joints moving alongside the clack of shoes against flooring.

<SenseiDezzy> “He’s just a little nervous is all, Princeass.” Chaleco gave each of his smolls, minus Pencil, a coin so that they could throw it in the fountain and make a wish. Upon noticing how nervous Etch was he crouched down to his level and gave him a reassuring pat/rub on the back, “I know you’re nervous, but today is about having fun. So try to make the best of it,” his tone was low and gentle, fatherly even. “If you feel like you’re not having fun come find me and I’ll take you home.” That went for Diadema as well, seeing as he shared a similar timid nature as Etch. Though today he seemed more cheerful and open than normal. Something in the air perhaps? “ We sh-sh-should go make out w-wishes together!” He took the coin and merrily strode his way to the fountain, waiting till the other two to follow so they could make their wishes together. Pencil gave Mous a gentle bump to the side, “You’ll do fine, darling. If you can handle on PR agent then you can handle them all.” She flipped a coin into the fountain. “Just not all at once maybe.” PR were the social butterflies of HQ so they could be a handful.

<theprophetgamer> “Some of us more than others." Jack gave a throaty chuckle at Pencil's comments. "Can't relate to the public if your a shut-in, after all! Op." He held up a hand, "My apologies, I haven't introduced myself yet. Most people just call me "Trusty" Jack. " He smiled a sharp smile as he clicked his namesakes together into a quasi-formal bow, glancing between the small family of demons in front of him. "Ever at your services." Heh, nice touch.

<vividExplorer> It wasn't long before a black limo made an appearance, the usual way of transportation thanks to Chap, but this one was special. Soft laughter could be heard from the cab as the doors opened to let out its passengers. A small, curvy, Purple woman stepped out first. "Now imagine bringing a date home and having your mother hit on them, but times it by four." She laughed, turning her attention to the beautiful plaza. She had seen pictures of Daten but being there and looking at a picture are two very different things. She suppressed a squeal, this was all so exciting. she was new PR HEAD! stepping out of the limo was like it was official. She could cry, but she didn't want her makeup to run. No time for tears though there's people to see! "Hello Loves! Sweetheart has arrived!! I'ts wonderful to be here." she said loud enough for most to hear. Finishing with a little twirl and giggled. All the while making sure to step aside for the energetic Bazillion in the cab that was sure to make xeir own introduction.

<Ever-So-Nitro> "Well, here's hoping," Mous replied, retrieving a coin herself and idly flipping it into the fountain. She glanced over at the gaggle of smolls milling around Chaleco, and chuckled lightly. "I see you brought the whole family out with you," Mous commented. "Everything alright at home? I'd imagine things are a bit more lively with everyone moved in." She turned to Jack and gave a polite nod, as well as a "Mousquetaire Cerise," though her attention was swiftly diverted by the arrival of none other than her new superior. She certainly had presence, that much was certain. And she seemed a sociable sort (though that was probably why she was the head of Public Relations). This might just go over rather smoothly.

<GeneralLeonhart> "Fuckin' Good shit" said Chapeau upon seeing Sweetheart in person. It was always great when the PR head had the appearance to match the personality. But since this was a big event, she might as well let PR mingle with everyone else. Since the heads would have their own meeting later anyway. Chapeau with snack in hand decided to seek out someone new to her, which in this case included quite a few people. "Is that a robot?" She questioned, the outward appearance of Domino standing out to her.

<FaroresVault> Behind Sweetheart's entrance was a flowery and excited laugh "É mesmo???" came in her wake, and surprisingly for the person behind her, xey waited as she finished her entrance, slinking out behind her nimble as a cat. For now, a grand entrance wasn't necessary - this was her show, xe was just the support for her. Fluffing up the back of xyr uniform, Yuri adjusted the tie which kept xyr hair back, whipping one hand down and pointing straight at Chaleco "AIE, GRINGO." xe laughed, then addressed anyone looking towards xem "Olá! Meu nome é Yuri, PR Head for Rio de Janeiro, and temporary assistant for the lindo, maravilhoso, Senhorita Sweetheart." xey waved to her with a bright and excited smile, giving xyr body a little excited shake as xey did, the gemstones adorning xyr horns and ears glimmering in the warm sunlight. Placng a gentle hand on her lower back, Yuri gave Sweetheart a gentle push towards the crowd "Go work your magc!" xey whispered with a wink, more than pleased that the DJ had serendipitously begun to work his own magic. Nothing better to set a mood than music, no?

<Koukaiju> Domino heard that, she definitely heard that. She gave an incredibly precise turn on her heel in Chapeau's direction, her mouth opening into a large, smarmy grin. She let it hold for an instant before dropping downward into an elegant bow, looking like a ballerina in a tuxedo. With a sparkloid core plainly visible on her chest. She vaguely noted the presence of a voice she hadn't heard in years---ah. Necktie raised his head at the entrance of more limos, the time on his phone telling him the PR head was very much here--a look upward would indicate that--woah, was that his first boss' sibling? Incredible. A glance over would indicate that--oh god that's Domino who fucking let the fucking anti-demon robot in here. Fear seeped into Necktie's body, but he steeled himself and a large, fake grin was plastered on beneath the headwrap. He'd endure.

<Dottieverse> Etch took reassurance in Chaleco answering Robe for him, “y-yeah, im uh, just a little nervous… thats all” He definitely wasn't upset in any way, just nervous. He nodded in reply to Chaleco comforting him, he was happy he wanted to make sure he had a good time, it was nice, and it made him feel at ease knowing if things went bad for him he could always go to Chaleco “Thank you… it means a lot”. He took the coin in hand and looked at it for a moment, inspecting the design on it slightly, before following along to go make a wish as Diadema had suggested “I uh, I think a wish is a great idea~”, though he had no idea what he wanted really, mostly just for this day to go by smoothly. He hopped his way over to where Diadema had stopped by the fountain waiting for Robe to join the them, now all he had to do was think of something to wish for.

<GeneralLeonhart> "At least your hearing isn't bad" And at least they had been programmed with manners. But Chapeau couldn't say she recognized Domino. One thing was for sure though, it wasn't any robot she imported. "If you are interested, come over here I want to get a good look." Maybe figure out why Domino would even be interested in such an event. Beret had also locked onto a person on interest himself. Since Chaleco was busy, the next parent of DD would also suffice. It'd be nice to know the parents of the young concubi he tutors. Plus maybe even thank them for such a gift to the species.

<Eevelion> Robe pouted, Chaleco had done such a better job comforting Etch than she had, oh well, at least he was feeling a little better now. She took the coin she was being handed with a “Thank you again, Mr. Chaleco!” then flitted over to the fountain, stopping next to her siblings. Balancing the coin on her thumb she asked them “Are you two ready?” giving them their moment to prepare before flinging the tender in the water, she thought to herself “I wish that this whole family thing will work out well.”

<Koukaiju> With a few languid strides she'd close space with Chapeau, her body language more akin to a rival buck ready to headbutt a fucker for a mate. While she was certainly not...fond of demon systems she'd do her best to be properly...polite. She wasn't a fucking animal, her AI was sophisticated enough to know when to not pick a fight. "Mistress," the voice was....probably what a v44 sparkloid would sound like, generally, impossible to peg in terms of gender coding, with all the lilt vocal synthesizers had when they tried to do Speaking English. A hand gingerly cupped her elbow, the hand it was connected to gently resting on her lipform.

<theprophetgamer> Jack made note of Mous's name, could come in handy sometime. And then the show arrived in truly spectacular fashion. Wouldn't expect anything less from the head of PR. And what a lovely lively person indeed; a perk of the job, as it were! And this literal ball of energy that came out after Sweetheart. There was something about this Yuri, something that made Jack feel happy just to be in xyr presence....odd. Ah well, mysteries for later. For now he hangs back, slowly mingling with the crowd.

<SenseiDezzy> Pencil didn’t her jack shit as far as she was concerned. It wasn’t her department to entertain the masses and humans aught to know their place. She didn’t turn away from Mous and kept her smile, “ Everything at home. In the process of getting the new ones settled in.” She then noticed that the cheerful purple PR head had finally appeared along with company. “Theres the new PR head, go talk to her!” She said, making a gesture for her to scoot and impress her new boss. Diadema nodded with a smile, “Mmhmm!” He pondered for a few moments what he should wish for, but soon as Jack ‘introduced’ himself to his mother he whispered so that only Robe and Etch would hear, “ I wish that my mom won’t kill anyone today.” Hot dog hot dog hot diggty DOG Yuri was here?? “AY PUTO!” He called out to the bird of paradise xemselves.

<Dottieverse> Etch pondered for a moment on what to wish for, there were tons of things he wanted, but he figured hed limit it to just today, he tossed the coin in and thought to himself “I wish everybody has a good time today” that included himself, but more so everybody else, he figured him having fun at a social event was a long shot, but its still worth a shot. He chuckled slightly at Diadema’s wish, “I-I uh… I don't know, that wish seems like a long shot” his voice was soft and quiet, but audible enough for them to hear, he smiled slightly, as far as he knew Pencil was probably already considering it, though he wouldn't name names, but if a certain somebody were here they would probably already be cutting into somebody. He then turned to look at Robe, who had not spoken their wish out loud, neither did he but thats asside the point, “S-so uh, what did you wish for Robe?”

<Ever-So-Nitro> Mous lifted her eyebrows a bit as Pencil urged her forward, glancing between Miss Sweetheart and Pencil. "Really?" She said quietly, "Just go up and..." she sighed a bit. "I'm overthinking this, I should just go introduce myself..." At least she seemed easier to approach than Yuri; good lord xey were like Carnival personified. But, xey were occupied, thankfully. Taking a bit of a breath to steady herself, Mous approached Sweetheart, bowing gently and offering a hand. "Mousquetaire Cerise," she introduced herself. "Please allow me to be the first of Daten's PR Division to welcome you to our city."

<GeneralLeonhart> "Hmm, let me take a guess. Were you originally created for entertainment purposes?" Did someone order a Robot for the party? She didn't need to clear such an order but it would have been nice to be notified about it. Either way, they could always use a bit more help. "Either way, I am Chapeau its a pleasure to meet you..?" Pausing for a curtsey and a chance to let Domino respond. Beret had finally caught up Pencil though now that Mous had left to introduce herself to Sweetheart. "Mrs. Rojo, a moment of your time?"

<FaroresVault> Seeing Mous approach Sweetheart, Yuri gave both a nod and strolled straight up to Chaleco, waving towards Chap and Domino as xey passed. "How you bEEN?" xey hollered, wrapping an arm around xyr friend and yanking them towards the fountain, patting at Chalecos arm and chest

<Koukaiju> "Affirmative. I wasn't invited for entertainment purposes. I'm not here for that reason, however." Domino cast an aside glance in Yuri's general direction before going back to Chapeau. Seems as though the relative was occupado. "I would be a sparkloid model, though you're likely more familiar with the name Domino Mask, yes?"

<Eevelion> Robe laughed at Diadema’s wish “I dunno, it’d be quite a show” she tapped her fingers on the fountain a few times, Etch’s question wasn’t something she really wanted to answer so she deflected it with a “If I tell you, it won’t come true.” She didn’t really mean that though, she didn’t want to invalidate DD’s wish. She looked around for something to do, stopping when her eyes crossed Mr. Chaleco’s peacocking friend, she loved xyr color choices, like a beautiful rainbow. She would fly over to the group and ask “Mr Chaleco, who’s your friend.” She would look up at xyr and state “I like your hair, and your outfit, and the things on your horns and ears and…” trailing off to let them know that they basically loved everything about their sense of style.

<SenseiDezzy> “Hm?” She turned head and it was none other than Beret himself. He had spoken to her politely so she responded with a polite smile, “Oh, hello, Beret. I assume you’re here to ask me how Diadema is doing?” Diadema and Beret had spent some time together a while back when DD first discovered he was bi. “You’re help has been greatly appricated by the way I don’t know what we would of done without you,” She sighed with a soft smile, putting a hand to her chest. She herself hadn’t a clue on what to do and what not to. “ I’ve been fine. HoW’S RIO.” Chaleco said with a cheesy grin and a firm tug to Yuri’s side. “ This is my long time amigo, Robe, Yuri.” He then gave gave Yuri a bump to the xyr side. Diadema tossed another coin in quickly, not saying his wish out loud this time. just to be safe. No fighting on his watch.

<vividExplorer> Sweetheart giggled at Yuri. An interesting character, quite fun to talk to, but her attention isn't on xem right now. Looking around a moment she was making a decision on who to meet first there seemed to be many different kinds of people which will certainly make greeting them all interesting. Sadly she didn't see that familiar blue mop she hoped to greet first when she arrived, she brushed it off though She'll just be even more embarrassing when they arrive, he'll learn his lesson one way or another. You never leave a woman waiting. She was a little surprised when mouse stepped up to her, she was expecting to have to walk around and introduce herself not the other way around. It was a pleasant surprise, as was her mention of being part of her department. Poor thing though she seemed tense, that wouldn't do. Sweetheart flashed a big grin at the other woman, bringing her arms up excitedly. "Why thank you." Brushing Mous's hand away, she instead took another step towards Mous. Placing her hands on either side of the woman's face, she turned it gently as she kissed both cheeks. "Sweetheart Neckline. I'm so happy to be here!" she said with a giggle. American greetings were so... standoff-ish and stiff. As long as they do not feel offence from her affectionate greeting she is not about to alter it.

<GeneralLeonhart> Chap was familiar with Dominoes but not Domino Mask so much. Though she faintly remembered hearing that name a while ago. She was never great with names either, so unfortunately not. "Sadly I am horrible with names, but it sounds familiar. Regardless, any Robo is a welcome find in my city. Sparkloid though? That I am not familar with." People had their own brands and everyone programmed differently, so it was always difficult to keep up with different models. "Ah, I see he borrows his looks from you too. As for how he is doing, I can see he is doing fine. I'm more interested in his parents though. Also as far as the Concubi species is concerned, your son is a great addition. Just thought I should properly thank you for that." Waving off the thanking of his assistance as it was simply part of the Job. He was happy to do it too, considering he may have 'saved' another concubi. Getting in with the wrong crowd could have ruined the poor boy. "You are welcome, It was a pleasure to help. But what about you? Do you have any questions? Concerns?"

<Ever-So-Nitro> Mous, thankfully, wasn't offended in the slightest, rather she was a bit relieved by the greeting. Being French herself, she returned the kisses in kind, lightly pecking Sweetheart's cheeks as she was kissed herself. She could already feel herself relaxing in her presence. "I have to say, it's certainly a pleasure to meet you," she said. "I've been looking forward to meeting our department head for a while, and I look forward to working with you."

<Dottieverse> Etch shrugged, it was fair for Robe to not say her wish, especially since he hadnt said his, but now was not the time to be wishing, he turned himself around to look around the festival, it was all very intimidating, and he wasn't sure what he was supposed to even do, who to talk to, if anybody, he could feel his heart racing at the thought. He put his hand to his chest before calming himself down, counting to ten in his head, it was trick he taught himself to prevent him from panicking. Etch didn't want to bother anybody if they didn't want him to so he figured he would let the others do as they wish, and that he should find something to occupy himself with until he found something more interesting to do, he walked his way over to somewhere to sit, and plopped himself down, examining a nearby ant hill, counting all the little bugs in his head.

<Koukaiju> For the better then that her reputation hadn't met the ears of the demon higher-up. Still, she gave a frustrated sigh. "It's...an old model. I should be obsolete. Thank you, regardless." Well, at least the Potentate didn't really have it out to get her, at least. "I was almost worried I left too much of a name for myself over the past century," A high metallic laugh came out, which then seemed to start bleeding a few layered laughs together from various himidere anime characters. Almost too abruptly she shut her mouth and stared at Chap deadpan. Necktie on the other hand, after chewing out a lower pr member via text for entirely too long trying to keep himself from getting too freaked out, realized the head was already socializing. Well FUCK. He rushed his coattailed ass closer to where Mous and Sweetheart where, jamming his phone into his suit jacket. The decorators could rest easy for a while, no? <FaroresVault> "Rio is good! Very good mano, sim! We are very busy there are a lot of things to do, especially in the journalism departments you know??" xey laughed, pausing at Robe and allowing xyr smile to grow as Chaleco spoke "Ah, valeu, senhorita Robe! You look like a fairy, maybe I can send you some jewelry like mine, sim? What colours you like?" All of them, it seemed, but xey had to ask regardless. With the completion of xyr sentence however, Yuri gave Chaleco a powerful shove to the side, directly in to the fountain.

<SenseiDezzy> Chaleco should of seen that one coming. He fell flat on his ass in the water with an “Oof!” He would of dragged Yuri in with him, but his dad senses were tingling. He flicked some water Yuri’s way, “I’ll be baCK.” He made his way over to Etch who he realized had step away from the group. “Aaaay, miho,” he shook his leg trying to get some water out, “ the party’s over there! And I wanted to introduce all my kids to Carnaval over there.” He pointed back to Yuri, the carnival in question.” Pencil placed her finger tips against her lips, looking off to the side, “ none come to mind, but my husband did have a request to ask of you.” She laughed dry, moving her hand to her curl and twirling it between her fingers, “ Well… not so much a request. More like a title to bestow upon you.”

<GeneralLeonhart> "Honestly, obsolete is the sister word to technology. Since it always grows everything eventually becomes Obsolete. However, I won't pry any further, I am sure you have your reasons for not upgrading." Ruban herself only accepted parts handled by Chapeau. The potentate wasn't here to question Robot life choices either. "As for what you did in the past, that is in the past. Honestly its been so long I don't even remember most things anyway." Plus, if it wasn't an attempt at her life, it would eventually be forgotten. Beret couldn't help but be intrigued. A title huh? He was old but he hadn't used those in forever. So out of curiosity, he leaned forward and exposed his ear. "I'm ready to hear what lovely title he has picked out for me".

<Dottieverse> Etch looked up at Chaleco, he felt extremely nervous about this entire event and staying at the side of it all seemed like the best option, he looked over at Yuri, she seemed… interesting to say the least, he couldn't tell if that was good or bad, but he didn't want to say no, so he reluctantly nodded to Chaleco “U-uh… okay..if you want me too...sorry” he looked back down at the ants and said goodbye to them in his head they made good company, they don't judge you. he stood up and slowly began to make his way back over to the fountain, staying rather close to Chaleco, he felt more comfortable close to somebody he at least knew a little, especially since he trusted Chaleco so much. He was gripping at his wrist with his other hand rather tightly, and it felt like his heart was going to explode, why was he so nervous, you’re just saying hi to somebody new, no biggie… right?

<Koukaiju> "Oh, nono, that's not what I meant at all!" She gave another laugh. "I upgrade plenty, it's just people like to insist on replacing v1s with v2s, with v3s, and so on....eventually Luka loses favor to Gumi, and she gets replaced by IA, and so on and so forth." She was lucky to have the programmers she had, honestly, even if a few of them had malicious intent...she wouldn't be a v44 without it. How the fuck did Nico Hatsune do it??? How was that little shit still so popular?? She was gonna fight her once she got an official shell.

<Eevelion> Robe giggled, their dad’s friend was pretty and very funny, after watching Chaleco take a dive she’d reply “Honestly I like most colors, but the more vivid the better. Unfortunately my horns aren’t as nice as yours, if they were then they’d be a great place to put jewelry like yours on.” She would watch Chaleco bring Etch over then point to Yuri for him “Mr. Etch, Mr. Chaleco’s friend is really neat, you haven’t met them yet have you?”

<SenseiDezzy> She humored him and leaned in as well. “ He wanted to make you his padrino.” She said, butchering the Spanish so it sounded like ‘pay-dre-no’. “ Its Spanish godparent. I suppose its his way of welcoming you into our family, in a sense.” Chaleco put his hand on the boys back and gave it a pat, “ No worries, Etch. You’re going to love xem. Yuri ain’ the PR head of Rio for looking like a parade.” He paused for a moment, “ Well, maybe that too.” He then pulled grabbed Diadema, who had been idly looking at his reflection (making sure his hair was nice) and carried him like a surfboard. Once they had made it back with the rest of the party he put Diadema back down and introduced them, “ Yuri, este son mis niños, Diadema,” he gestured to the blonde that matched him, “Etch,” he ruffled the blue one’s hair, “ And, the Princeass, Robe.” Whom xe had already met. He then crouched down to their level, situated himself in the middle and brought them in for a hug. “ Mi Familia!”Diadema just waved, this was the first time he’d ever met Yuri so he was a little shy.

<vividExplorer> "The pleasure is mine, Mousquetaire, and i'm glad to hear It. I've been looking forward to working with you all as well. you'll have to help catch me up to speed~." she said with a wink and a giggle. She internally pat herself on the back as Mous relaxed. She was going to continue but Her eyebrows rose as a rather oddly attired demon approached them, she just had to give them her attention. Is that their namesake? It must be? she thought to herself. " Sweetheart Neckline, new PR head. It's nice to meet you." She said turning slightly, not knowing what to expect from the new arrival. She couldn't even see their eyes, was it religious demon wear of some kind? she didn't think they would b fond of heart stains on it either so she made no move to greet Necktie physically.

<Koukaiju> He gave a fluid, deep bow as he got close, somehow not managing to trip over. "My new Lady~! Ah, I would be one of your subordinates, Necktie Dantes, Promoter." He tried to make up for the lack of expression by laying on the sweet, sweet ham. Not that he didn't have a smarmy charm voice usually, but today especially so. He rose upwards, offering a hand. "I'm gravely sorry I could not meet you earlier, I was busy handling the decorators," He cleared his throat. "My apologies for interrupting, by the way."

<GeneralLeonhart> "Ah, so you have some good programmers, that's good. Whoever they are, give them my compliments." Domino was working fine, at least for now. And for the longest time synthetic speech was difficult to master. "We should leave the tech talk for later. What brings you to the party? Maybe I can help you out." Beret broke out into a chuckle. What an adorable title, here he was thinking it'd be something official sounding. "I love it, glad to have helped out. Would love to extend the help to you too, should you need it. How is your husband by the way?" From what Chap told him, Chaleco was pretty sinful. But so was Pencil, so Beret was curious to pry into that.

<Dottieverse> Etch shook his head in reply to Robe, “n-no...I havent”” his voice was quiet, and unless Robe was really listening to him she probably wouldn't have heard him, he was feeling rather shy meeting Yuri, xey were very intimidating to him, and he didn't really greet xem in any way besides a simple nod as he looked down at the ground, he wasn't trying to be rude, he just, didn't know what else to do. His mind was racing with things that could go wrong, he could embarrass himself, xey could be mean, or scary, or what if xey just didn't like him. He couldn't focus, his mind was going everywhere, and his heart was pounding, he tried to calm himself down but it wasn't working very well.

<Ever-So-Nitro> Mous quirked an eyebrow as the heavily disguised figure approached, trying to puzzle whom was behind all that covering. Of course, as soon as she heard the name, everything clicked into place and she died a little inside. Necktie, god damn. You couldn't have gotten like, a parasol, or a wide-brimmed hat, or something? You look like Jack Griffin. Of course, Mous kept her commentary and criticisms to herself, instead managing a polite smile. "Oh, no, it's quite alright, Necktie," Mous replied. "I was just welcoming Miss Necktie to Daten."

<FaroresVault> Yuri's face fell as Robe tore herself down, immedately reaching out to place xyr hands on the girls face and pat her "Nao, docinha! Your horns are lovely! I will take measurement later and send you something extravagant when I get to mi casa." xey beamed, giving her hair a quick ruffle and glancing back towards Chaleco and the two approaching youngsters. The expression gradually changed from xyr standard sparkly expression to the same kind of light show one would see on an extravagant parade float. " PRA CARAMBA, SEU FILHO?! " xey shouted, practically vibrating off the ground, the following stream of words almost incoherent and definitely just a string of very fast and very excited Portuguese. Where was DJ when you needed a translator? It took a couple moments for Yuri to relax, scooping up DD and covering the childs face in kisses, then holding the boy out at arm's length. "I am so, so sorry your father is a trash toilet. You are mine now. I will save you." Yuri looked to Etch as xey finished, relaxing xyr body language further. "Ola, Etch!" xey sad softly, placing DD down and gently offering a hand to the child as xey crouched. It was clear Yuri had worked with many youngsters, no surprise, given the favelas. "You are very handsome for your age why so nervous? You should be chasing people away with a stick." Xey joked, looking about to the children. "Belo. Belo, belo, belo. Seu familia." xey smiled "And an imp!" Yuri looked back to Robe, giving Chaleco a wink "A rare little gem. Though,so are you all." Most definitely. Poor Pencil though, that means she....no, we weren't going to talk about that.

<Koukaiju>"I'll be sure to do so..," Domino moved some hair aside from her face, directing her head vaguely off into the distance as if to look for something. "Ah, I was invited here by...family, as unusual as that sounds." Maybe she should've name-dropped earlier.....She didn't really actively try to connect herself to dead mafia at this point anyway. What was the point? "I'll probably find xem eventually, no need to worry yourself about trying to do any legwork."

<SenseiDezzy> “Still a little whore at his club, as usual. Nearly tripped over him this morning while he laid half naked, dollar bills in his thong, on the floor.” she meant who with the upmost of endearment of course. “we’ve taken in a few new little ones under our care, though, so his fatherly side has been more rampant. How about you? What keeps you up these days.” Was that a f pun./ Yes, Yuri, Pencil laid the egg. Just one the one xe was holding though. Diadema giggled as Yuri covered his face smooches. “Please do,” Diadema whispered, but it was loud enough for trash toilet to hear and be offended by it. “HEY!”he pouted. Though a certain word rang in his ear, “Wait… imp?”

<Eevelion> Robe smiled at Yuri “That would be really nice! Thank you!” Now she was excited to be receiving some jewelry, honestly not something she’d really be expecting to do, but life is full of surprises. After the introductions she couldn’t help but wondering what xey meant by that one thing, she’d tug on xyr clothes but it was a little small to do so, so instead she tugged on Chaleco’s vest asking him “Mr. Chaleco, what’s an imp?” though it would seem he was just as clueless as her.

<Dottieverse> Etch looked up at Yuri as she greeted him, giving a shy reply to her “h-hi….thank you” she seemed nice but she was rather intense, less with him it seemed which he was thankful for, he hated intensity more than anything. He wasn't sure how he felt about being called handsome, he didnt really think of himself as such, but a compliment is a compliment, so he took it as that, though he didn't get the stick part, what did that even mean. He still felt extremely nervous about this situation, his heart felt like it was going to stop and he couldn't help but notice his stomach was aching as well, he was horrible at this and just hopped this feeling went away soon.

<GeneralLeonhart> "Pfft, don't worry I completely understand. I have robotic siblings myself and the active one of them actually handles DJing for me sometimes." Though she was a little shit and more so a memebot than anything else. Sometimes Chap wondered if Ruban was still combat capable. "But if you need any help, do not hesitate to ask. I would hate to lose Ruban." Though some of that might be due to the trouble she'd cause. "Don't let me keep you waiting though, I'm just socializing with new people." "So he's keeping busy but what about you? It'd be a shame for such a lovely lady to be stuck at home bored. As for me, I'm a lovely incubi stuck at the office bored. Usually I'm giving haircuts out or helping settle in some new arrivals. After a century you'd be surprised how dull that gets." Though it was a nice way to meet people. And sometimes he even got to give out a few tips. Sometimes even get a tip back.

<vividExplorer> Necktie!? She looked at the mans chest a moment, indeed a red tie stood out against the beige and brown. But then why?... She tried to brush it off, people can wear whatever they wish after all. He was peculiar that's for sure, but still charming nonetheless. she giggled as he bowed. " I plan on meeting everyone sooner or later, but thank you for coming to meet me. I'm glad to hear you work in my department aswell!" She looked at his hand a moment, it was gloved. God damn it. Does he always wear such garments this will not do. She cant kiss u if your covering all of yourself! She puffed her cheeks involuntarily for a moment before making up her mind, brushing his hand away as she had Mous's. She made sure not to leave lipstick on his cheeks as she kissed them both. Shes ganna smooch everyone here if its the last thing she does. She'll even kiss the DJ. She'll find a way. "Are you two enjoying your work so far?" she asked. smiling at the two.

<Koukaiju> "Ah, I hadn't the slightest idea that was a thing amongst demon ranks, actually," She pondered--well, she figured, but she didn't figure the demons would be as attached to their AIs as her father was. "I'll keep that in mind--And you're not keeping me from anything, if anything I'd likely cause...more...trouble~!" The layered hime laughs were back again. Wonderful. She was being completely honest but hopefully that came off as a joke. Please come off as a joke. Necktie was pulled into a la bise, blinking under the shades and just before he could process what happened, he was off her grip again. Well hey, to each their own. "It's nothing really, It'd be in bad taste not to introduce myself as promptly as I could," He gave a small chuckle. "Work is great, very demanding but sometimes it just barely feels like I'm lifting a finger!"

<Ever-So-Nitro> "Oh, I certainly am," Mous replied, smiling and nodding. "I'm an editor, myself, but whatever I'm doing, working in PR is incredibly rewarding. It's not too far removed from what I do in my spare time; I have a passion for the dramatic arts, I like to review stage and film in my downtime." She beamed. "Daten is quite a culture hub, I've found since coming here last year." <FaroresVault> A glance between the two would give Yuri clear indication that neither knew what xey were talking about...hm. "Of course." Yuri nodded to etch, thrn gave xyr chin a soft rub. How do you explain a species..? "Well," xey began, allowing xyr wings and tail to manifest, mirroring Robe in how tiny xyr stature for wings are "we are something like..." xey rolled xyr wrist, looking for the word "how golden retrievers and rottweilers both dogs, but different dog, sim? " xey nodded "Like how concubi are different demon than berserker, and different from plain demons, sim? Imps are third demon group." xey held up fingers to match each species listed "We are a very small group, most of us have wings that are very..." a hand gesture for small followed "pequino. And eyes," xey tapped below xyrs and towards Robe "like playing cards. Is a demon skin is orange, como eu, they are an imp. Always. But not all imps are orange!" xey laughed "Like squares and rectangles, sim?" Xey tried. It was hard in English, even now.

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Continuation of Jun 7th RP

15:52:20<FaroresVault>Opera wasn't about to settle in as "it was a raccoon, but she wasn't going to alarm someone either. "Maybe so." She stated, keeping her tone upbeat and cheery as she began prying off the metal from the desiccated computer. It must have been sealed well in this part for the amount of smoke that poured out, forcing the woman to begin waving furiously at it to blow the smoke away from her. Even after all this time the background power supply had still been trying to run what remained of the twisted metal, as evidenced by many violently sparking wires and a strange hissing from within the power grid. "Well..." Opera huffed, glancing over to Chacha then back at Buckle. "Let's get started." Tragus shook his head as Echarpe checked the area, his hand suddenly clamping down in response to a strange, cold sensation seeping to his extremities from his core. "ṫ̗̻̿̈͋ͧ̓̓j͚ȋ̗̯̐ͫ͑q̤̟̜͐͋̈̅̉̾ ̜͎̳͍̝̓̊̃ͥ͊̄ẁ̞̥̹̫̠̺̣ͥi͉͇̥̣̺̹ͧ̾͂́͂j͇̻̩̫̣̃ͯq͑͐͗̈́ͮd͍̭̯̬͕̞̫ë͐̈͂͑̑ȯ̟̦͔̺̠̌ͪ̑͗̎̒ ̰̯͛̿̿ͩ͊̾v̪̿͒͊͋ͭ͋ͥw̼̞̟̗̻͎̟̾̉ͨy ̫̥̘̝̗̐ͥͤ͂ͨ̀̚pk̺̥̣̮̺̱̊͐̾̉̇̔̓e̟̼͂́͊wͦ̌ͬ͑ͣͬ̒f̰͚̿ ̻̩̪̼̔̎̔̿q͓̥̳̬̋͌̓j ̌͆̃̔́̈́ͯÿͫ̓" Not this shit again... His eyes focused at a shape in the distance and for a brief moment, Tragus froze. Was that...? His hand snapped down to his gun. "b̖͕͍̳̞̜͌̓̐̀̈͐̚ ͇͈͍̲̖͓̖̆ͪt̟͕̯̮̹̬j̭͓̞͎͎̜̽ͣ̂̍̋i̫̥̩̹͙ͬͣ͒̿͛̓̈́q̣͕ͪ ͉̭̜͐ͩ͋̀̍̌̚v̼̘̉̉͊ͪͯͦb͍͍̯̮̙̿p̤̙̮̜̖͗͛̂d ̫̉͋ͯ̒̔q͎̘̘̮͍̠̋͊̐̓j̪͕̼̝̙̇ ͂͋á̦͚̋̍̿̓̂͂e̜͙̣͇͇̞͓ͮͫͣ͋ͭ̑̚ ̞̤w̟̺ ͓̮̻̙̗̿̽̈́͒͛͐i̝̹̭̺̽̏̀͋͊̚r͍͓͈̺͊̆̃ͅb̆ͨp͓͍̠̰̓ͥ͛w̬̻̪i̥̦̩̱̣s͍̞̖̫̻̳̆̿ͭͩͅe̪̰̾̔ ̝͖̩̥q̎̅͌̚j̰̺̗̫̍͂̉̓ ͌̊͊ͯ͆̈́y͈̝͓̘̥ͭ͆j̣̽r̟̜͓̖̠͍̙̒̀̅̃̀ ͎̦̗͎̤ͨ̽̎ͨ̎̒D̾̍̄̐̓ͧo̳͓̣̣̯̎͋͌̋͌̄ͅm͔̙̭͚ͪͭ̑̂́ͣi̙͓̬͉͊n̊ͭ͗i̐ͪͪ̽̓c̘̟̥ͧ̃̽ͩ͑͐" Trags brows furrowed again, the shape gone before he could even aim. "Echarpe..?" he stated over his shoulder, checking her whereabouts. Meanwhile, Sigil waved to Crown. "Try again little Princess!" as he refrained from reacting to Braces immediately fucking up at the balance portion. "You too, Hopeful!" Babel nodded for Gauntlet, sticking his tongue out and popping the barbell from it, flicking the weapon to summon a soft blue Steel Fan, to which he would begin prying between the rubble with. "Let's get a move on."

16:10:05<Ever-So-Nitro>[SALVAGE ROLL: 22] Écharpe glanced up as she heard Tragus's voice, after trying to determine the best course of action to take with this... book. "Mein Kampfy Couch". "Hm?" She uttered, deciding to stow the book with everything else in her bag, picking up on the unease in his voice. "Is everything alright, Tragus?"

16:11:36<Koukaiju>He goes in, tries for the beams, and fails. Wet angel is wet. Braces pulled himself out of the tank, and kicked the beam and uttering a small amount of expletives before going and....managing to bungle up again. A splash, and an unearthly amount of yelling and fist-shaking accopanied the reappearance of his upper body.

16:17:22<SuperSaiyan5100>Undershirt smiled. “Heh, I’ll show you all how it’s done.” He took a runners position and dashed off to the balance beam. With ease Undershirt navigated his way over it before arriving at the climbing wall. He grabbed on and began a rapid ascent up to the top before jumping down and arriving at the running course. At full speed, expertly navigated the uneven terrain before sprinting back to Sigil. “How was my time coach?” he asked slightly out of breath.

16:17:53<theprophetgamer>It's kind of amazing when you think about it, how life continues to thrive even after a great calamity. And despite Sigma being basically erased from the map, there's still sings that nature is trying to heal the area. Locket spyed another unusual plant and added it to the others she found. Now they got a buddy for the trip home!

16:17:55<SenseiDezzy>[Salvage roll: 13] Chaqueta attempted to make herself a little bit useful and try collecting some ghost goop but all she seemed to find at the moment was… litter. She blamed the dim lighting in the room. She shrugged, eh why not keep it? Tidying the place up was help in its own way. “ How everything lookin’ over there?” She asked to Opera. There seemed to of been some smoke

16:26:42<Eevelion>Crown head back to the start of the course to take another shot at it, but apparently getting your mojo back is really difficult, cause she IMMEDIATELY slipped off the balance beams and was dunked into the water tank. Climbing out, shaking off and repositioning her crown she gave it another shot, but the beam must have been getting slippery cause again she plummeted off. Pulling herself out of the tank again she gave a huff and took another whack at it, but the beam is a cruel merciless beast, and again sent her into the pit. Climbing out she sat down on the edge of the water tank, maybe she would just watch others do the course for a bit…

16:28:49<Gentlemanlyman>"I have been waiting to test some of my new skills." Gauntlet said with a smile as a small green ball appeared near his fist. With a smirk it shot down his arm propelling his fist foward. He smashed into the rubble sending small chunks of debris flying in all directions.

16:36:50<FaroresVault>As the smoke cleared, Opera began squinting in at the machinery. "Help me pry more of this off, if you could. I can't see quite enough...might clear up more, but be careful of the wires." she said to Chacha, tearing away more of the weaker metal, showing that the woman could as well. The gloves could hold up, even if their gear was different. Stepping back, Trag surveyed the area again. He had a sound clue of where the woman was at least. "w̲̳̲͈̻̤͚o̘̬͍̼͎̰ͬͫë̳́̋̔̍̍ͯ ͖̃̽y̬̘͔̲͛̏͌j̘͙͕̇̇͆̂r͕̻̲̙̣͌ ̥͙̪͗ͭb̳͉̱̏ͮ̄ͬ͗̃̾ȉ̜͖͋ͫ͛͆̈ ̱̺̣̲͗̍̅t̜̮ͪ̒w̤̜̥̲͕͉̓͐ͯ̈i̟̼ne̪̗͇̠ͧͦ̄ͩ̀ỏ͙̦̣̫̮̽̂̉̊ͦͭ?" it was times like this he was grateful for the disciplined training, really. "When am I not...?" he muttered, walking to her and placing a gentle hand on her shoulder "We'll need to stay close, I saw something suspicious. It may have just been my eyes playing tricks on me, but I would rather you safe than hurt." not that he'd care if he was injured, he'd been through worse...The taste of blood and decay in his mouth told him that much - Psi in two days...two days...He could hold out. Sigil have Undershirt one loud and bold clap "Congratulation, Undershirt. Though I expected you to succeed - you are an Explorer, this is a Recruit level course. Nonetheless, you did it in fifty four seconds." he nodded, leaning on his arms to survey the others. While Gauntlet's zeal was good, Babel had to work around it, avoiding the debris and only moving a marginal amount.

16:37:06<Koukaiju>He tries again, failing once again and bringing a loud amount of cursing with him, as if it'd do anything. Braces heaved himself up, probably too wet with water at this point, shaking himself off before tackling the beams one last time before......actually getting somewhere? His only fanfare was a loud "SUCK IT!" at the offending logs before trying to limber up before the next obstacle.

16:37:14<napdragonn>Still determined as ever to find something useful, Tsume took to scouring the edges and surface of the pile of debris he was stationed at. There was a lot of rock and cement, a lot of dust and mud, and his fingers were scraped up from all the rubble he had been moving around- soon enough he found....a pear? No, something was a little bit off about it. Better take it to ipatch later and see if he knew anything. Tsume stuck it in his bag for safekeeping with all the other strange flora he had found.

16:41:25<Gentlemanlyman>Gauntlet decided it was not the best idea to go around punching everything again. He took a slow deep breath as he pulled the rubble out of the newly formed hole. While this might be slower it was probably safer for him and his new rubble buddy.

16:46:38<Dottieverse>Buckle was shocked by the fact her vile full of ghost good “poped” earlier, and she had to admit it scared her a little, but it certainly didn’t make the little angel less interested in the stuff, so like the perky girl she was she kept at it, and went looking for more of the stuff, she wanted to keep some of it for herself by the end of the day anyways. While looking Buckle seemed to have stumbled across what appeared to be… an unusual assortment of fruit and plants, what even is this, whatever, it was something. She stuffed the items into her bag before turning to where Opera was, there was a fair amount of smoke which sparked Buckles curiosity slightly, she hopped herself a little closer to the machine, not really helping but not getting in the way, more or less just inspecting the thing out of curiosity, she soon decided on helping the girls pry the thing open, trying best she can not to get in the way, keeping her hands clear of the wires and pulling as hard as she could. “So uh, why are we pulling this open again?” She honestly didn’t really know, but she figured this was a good time to ask.

16:47:54<SenseiDezzy>“Got it. I’m your girl,” she dusted herself off and with a crack of her knuckles she’d lend Opera a hand. She wasn’t quite that educated in engineering and what not so a lot of the stuff was forign to her but if Opera said it was for her to help then she would.

17:09:06<Koukaiju>Braces jumped up, taking a stab at the rock wall and [roll=8] eventually taking a tumble. "I UTTERLY REFUSE TO MAKE A COMMENT ABOUT MY BACK. I'M NOT LETTING ANYONE...GET VICTORY...AND PRIDE...FROM THAT"

17:10:20<Ever-So-Nitro>[SALVAGE ROLL: 13] After checking around where she found the book and failing to find anything else, Écharpe straightened up, turning to Tragus and nodding. "In ruins like these, you can never be to careful..." She looked up at him, pausing for a moment before continuing. "You why are you and your group looking around here, anyway? Especially for stuff like, well," she reached into the bag and retrieved the bundle of photographs, depositing it back shortly after. "Were you forced to relocate? Did something bad happen out here?" Another brief pause. "I understand if you'd rather not answer, of course. We've all got troubles."

17:15:00<FaroresVault>"We're looking for any internal damage to the power core for the base, this was the area that caused the huge crater you had to waltz in to." Opera grunted as she tore off another chunk of metal and flung it back, the echo ringing through the hall and room with a baritone clang. It was much easier to get past the metal with assistance, Opera thanking the other girls softly and unbuckling a large but very bright flashlight, hanging it above the wreck. "Something's not right..." She squinted. "Is it just me or are these...?" she leaned in, running her hands over what could pass as the markings of claws, one of which having tore through the metal entirely. "Good job, Braces." was all Sigil could really offer, but nonetheless was pleased to see his passage through the first area - it always got significantly harder once wet. He smiled and gestured again for Braces to give it another shot...hell, Tragus was this bad when he first started too. Babel continued with a swift and violent twist of a large piece, the fan dislodging it and some light to pour through between the cracks. "Thank God..." he muttered, then gave Gauntlet a thumbs up "We're nearly there" Tragus crouched and peeked through a half busted drawer, prying it apart with his knife as Echarpe spoke. Some pictures and a laptop...they could make use of that, and he tucked them away. Not what he wanted though....damn. This would be a lot easier if you could see where one room started and the other ended now. "Last year myself and multiple others used to live on this base. Let's just say a kerfuffle happened with a vault and the power grid, and a little over half of us died. We're on a different base now, but we never got the chance to try and get personal affects back. That's why we're here now." Or him, it seemed. And her, but she was a recent addition, so her lack of context made the volunteering a little less poignant than someone who would have been around for it. Nothing he could do though.

17:18:59<ZakuTaku>The two Ravissepto's eventualy decided on going their seperate ways for the time being. Sleeves made her way towards the dorms, joining up with Echarpe and Tragus, familiar with her pseudo nephew as she meekly waved towards the two, gathering her usual brovado that she usually had.

17:20:33<Gentlemanlyman>Gauntlet uses all his strength to pull a rather large piece put of the wall. He gentley places it behind them and then gives Babel a thumbs up back. "We make a pretty good team."

17:20:50<ZakuTaku>As for Obi, after ducking on what seemed like endless debris that hung from whatever and getting bonked on the head by whatever, Obi found his way to the power grid, waving at the three. "Heyo," he greeted the three.

17:23:46<Koukaiju>He gave a sigh and got up, spitting. "The demon responsible for blowing my eye out is getting these hands whenever I find it," He tried for the wall again, scrambling...ultimately losing once more. "FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT DEMONS!!"

17:24:02<SenseiDezzy>Wiping the sweat off her face with a smile she told Opera it was no problem. At the mention of something not being right that smile quickly disappeared. Markings? “ Claws maybe?”Chaqueta would love to make height jokes right now, but at the moment she was in full on investigator mode and just waved him over to them.

17:29:18<ZakuTaku>Obi made his way towards the two and joined in on the investigation as well, eyeing the markings. Claw marks? Had to be quite the strong person to break through such metal. Or was this person prehaps a beastie? But what the hell was able to cause such a strong mark? Must be one hell of a ghost that's for sure.

17:33:16<theprophetgamer>Since she'd developed a green thumb today, Locket kept hunting for more buds(laugh it's funny)to take home. Another dip into a marked corridor only yielded more trash. At least it was from a previous resident this time.....actually, that's not much better.

17:35:36<SenseiDezzy>“The question is man or beast?” She then remembered the noise from earlier. And turned her head.“ And… is it or they still around?"

17:37:50<Koukaiju>Another try, another failure. Seriously, what the fuck? The angel just sat staring at the ceiling, contemplating his life choices. His soul was probably escaping from where his eye should've gone.

17:38:53<ZakuTaku>"Who knows," Obi replied to her, leaning in to further look at the markings. "My guess is beast. Unless man devolved and lost some fingers," The angel added as he squinted a bit at the damaged metal.

17:40:16<ZakuTaku>Sleeves made her way towards the two salavgers as she looked at them with interest. "So, uh, what're we looking for today, bossman?" She asked, looking around the damaged rooms. God, it seemed like yesterday when she was here, back when it wasn't so burnt to hell.

17:42:27<Dottieverse>“Ooo! Claw’s! I bet that means something!” She smiled and bounced in spot, this was like a mystery movie for her, except it was real. “I kinda hope it is still around, wouldn’t that be cool! I really hope we get to see a monster!” Thats a horrible idea Buckle, no you dont.

17:45:11<SenseiDezzy>“Beast seems the most likely, But I would not rule out any other options. Have either of you encountered any sort of ghost that could of possibly left something remotely close to this?” Dangan Ronpa music plays softy in the background. "Let hope not," She said flatly to Buckle.

17:45:16<FaroresVault>Peeking over her shoulder, Opera gave Obi a wave. She'd seen enough of the dude over the years to recognise his footfalls regardless "Some bullshit is what..." she mumbled, pulling the light in further, illuminating more jagged and twisted metal. "It must be from the other side..." she murmured, glancing up to the caved in area behind it. There was no way that was structurally sound enough to move. "There was a different control panel there." She didn't know it well though, she wasn't technician after all. "Do either of you see an override button around here?" "We're...We're ah." Trag seemed distracted and rubbed his temple a bit "Just...personal affects, Sleeves. Same ol." Digging around in a chest he pulled out an old book with a fair amount f writing in the margins, seeming almost disheartened with it before continuing on.

17:46:37<Ever-So-Nitro>Écharpe eventually happened upon what seemed to be an old, banged up locker, a large piece of rubble caving in the door. With a bit of grunting and groaning, she managed to push it off, the ends of the door curling up to allow her to look through. Écharpe could see something, but she couldn't quite reach, and the door was jammed... glancing over to Sleeves as she approached, she gave a small wave, before returning to musing over how to get the goods. With a bit of inspiration, she removed her scarf, forming her weapon, a butterfly knife on the scale of a sword, and carefully unfolded it, wedging the blade in the gap. Rolling her shoulders a bit, she gave a hard tug on the handles, and the door swung free with a metallic BANG, the little angel falling on her rump. Giggling a bit to herself, and giving a quick "sorry!" to the others for any alarm she may have caused, she got back up, retrieving her prize, an old laptop, stowing it with everything else in her bag.

17:46:38<Koukaiju>One last go, and he seemed to have managed to get some lead out of his ass and actually make it. He was putting Disney's Fa Mulan to shame, Shang is appropriately disappointed.

17:47:10<FaroresVault>Babel surveyed what was left of the wreckage "Yeah dude, you seem pretty cool." he responded, brushing off what was small and loose. Something good had to come out of this. They were close, he could practically taste it.

17:53:00<Koukaiju>Time for the last part of the course--though it seems in his zeal Braces while running the course has managed to trip and roll the duration of the course on sheer momentum a-la sonic. Not even remotely a technical pass. [roll=10]

17:53:28<Gentlemanlyman>Gauntlet smiled at the response. "Lets hope we can carry everything out." Gauntlet pulls another large piece out and tosses it behind him. "Maybe even leave a litte note for them." He chuckled a little at the thought.

17:56:09<ZakuTaku>"S-sure, of course. Silly me," she said with a chuckle, finding herself some bracelets as she inspected it a bit before pocketing it. No time to question what was what. Also jeez Echarpe, way to be quite the noise maker. Almost make her soul jump out of her body why don't you

17:58:45<napdragonn>Tsume went to climb higher on the pile of debris, hoping to find something more valuable than plants at the top- unfortunately a stone slipped from under his foot as he neared his destination, sending him somersaulting backwards down the mound of rubble. He crashed onto his back, swearing, sure he could feel a multitude of bruises forming already- and of course, right next to him were more odd plants. He sighed lowly.

17:59:34<Ever-So-Nitro>A bit more rummaging around in the bits of gravel that had spilled into the locker, and she managed to find another pill bottle. Through the clear orange container, she could even see some pills rattling around in there too! Nice score! With a smile, she set these in her bag as well, hefting it a bit. She was starting to feel the weight, but hey, she could probably fit a few more small things in there. She retrieved her blade, and folded it back up, though keeping it active. It seemed more useful like this anyway.

18:00:08<ZakuTaku>Meanwhile, the younger Ravissepto was searching throughout the machine, trying to find this fabled override button that Opera was talking about. "So, am I looking for the stereotypical big red button or did you guys label these things?" He asked.

18:02:57<Koukaiju>He dusted himself off, sighing. Damn this eye. Was surface gravity different than heaven gravity? What was fucking him up so bad? Was he just too cocky? Was he just a regular Eren Jaeger here? He sighed. No matter, time to run this thing again. After a second attempt, he actually managed to get through quicker than usual. Well, he's dead. Or rusty. Probably both.

18:02:59<Dottieverse>Buckle shrugged, well SHE thought seeing a monster would be cool, but whatever, she took a step back, looking slightly for the override button, Opera had mentioned, she listened in to hear her answer to Obi’s question, she honestly didn’t know what she was looking for either.

18:04:41<SenseiDezzy>Chaqueta peered into the machine looking for said button. She felt a little embarrassed because a big red button was exactly was what she was looking for as Obi said, but shaked it off and kept searching.

18:05:27<napdragonn>Tsume heaved himself off the ground, aching. Okay, that was it- he needed a break. securing the clasps on his bag ad double checking to make sure none of his gear had broken in his fall, he stretched gingerly and made his way toward Ipatch.

18:09:07<ZakuTaku>"So uhh, dunno if we met but... name's Sleeves," She greeted towards Echarpe, searching through another locker and finding the usual common item that was nothing. "Used to be a pretty busy place around here," she said to Echarpe, smiling bitterly out of rememberance.

18:11:07<Eevelion>Crown was just sitting by the tank, maybe even kicking her feet in the water a little bit, aside from watching Braces struggle to make progress she really hadn’t been doing much. Letting her gaze wander she noticed something at the bottom of the tank and dove in to grab it, after surfacing she was able to get a better look at it, some kind of small robot, kind of looked like a thick Frisbee on wheels, and taped to it was… a rusty knife? Maybe it was some kind of advanced combat robot.

18:15:20<Ever-So-Nitro>"My name is Écharpe," she replied with a smile, switching back over to English for now. "And so I have heard... I am sorry for your loss..." she knew what it was like to lose loved ones. There probably wasn't a single person here who didn't. With a bit of a sigh, she resumed searching. "But at least you are able to come back, no? It is better that this place is not simply abandoned, that you are able to come back and find memories again."

18:20:04<SuperSaiyan5100>Undershirt was still beaming with confidence as he stepped up to the next obstacle course. “Heh, this should be a breeze” he thought as he once again got ready to dash off again. He took off and entered the first obstacle at full speed. When he did however, fire shot out at him from the sides. It happened so fast that he had no time to react and was consumed by the fire. When it cleared, burn marks were covering his armor and he walked past Sigil with slouched shoulders and a look of embarrassment on his face.

18:24:58<Koukaiju>Braces saw the other courses beyond, with fire. Nope, nope, nope.....he gently laid down and went back to contemplating his life choices.

18:27:03<FaroresVault>"Funnily yes, we tried to be straightforward about that." Opera laughed, peering around herself "it's labelled." Tragus had taken to looking about the locker Echarpe had pried open, lifting out a small set of keys and checking the tags on them...he actually knew who these belonged to, for once. Pity they're dead. "Echarpe if you return to base with us of your own volition the laptop you found here is free to you. We'd just need to check its memory. Previous owner is deceased." He knew the keys weren't important, too, and simply tossed them back onto the ground. If a demon found them, let them waste their time with it. Sigil have Undershirt a shrug "That's the point of the reflex, little cabbage. You'll get it." they always did. With encourgement passed to Brces -a nd loudly may I add, he'd then question Crown on what she found. Babel could now fit his hand through one part of the ruble and had taken to perching himself on it, tossing rocks from the top onto the nearby Demon machinery. Take that, Reds.

18:28:56<ZakuTaku>"True, true...Still, some scars still tend to be more visible then the others." She mused, before returning a smile back to her. "But yeah, glad to be in one piece, And glad to be helping out as well," She continued..

18:32:19<Gentlemanlyman>Gauntlet pulls another large piece of rubble. He clenches his fist causing it to crack and crumble. He goes to stick his hand into the pile causing it to shake. "I think we are almost through." He pulls a smaller piece out and tosses it over Babels head.

18:34:05<Ever-So-Nitro>Echarpe stood again, finding an old MP3 player among the remains of some sort of end-table, and turned to Tragus as she stowed it in the bag. "Well, I was sort of hoping I would be able to come with you, so I had a place to stay, at least for a short while." She looked to her bag again, before shaking her head. "But anyway, I do not really need it, you are welcome to it. Along with the other one I found, and everything else. It all belongs to your people, I would hate to take anything from you."

18:34:39<theprophetgamer>[POWERPLAY APPROVED FOR THIS POST] Hard as he tried, and Lord above was he trying, Trag just could not shake that feeling, that sensation of something watching him, thinking, waiting. Another unusual sound like something walking on loose rock made him forget what he was doing and snap for his gun, staring down the sights at the direction of the noise. With his heart hammering away in his throat, Trag slowly crept toward the source, if there even was any. About five steps in and he heard that ethereal, unreal voice again. He stopped dead in his tracks, holding his head with his free hand. What in hell...

Kͮ͐̆̓ͮ̈̾̑̐͏̵̨̢̘̹̬͔͘E̜͓̯͇̞͙̻͚͉̣̹̖̫̠̱̠ͮ̈͊̈́ͪ͑̒ͨͧ̃͗̓͒͋̓͟͜͞Ȇ̵̛̤͕͖͇̭̣̩͉͖̥̱͎̣̠͇̍͂͂͂͠͝P̺̯̩͔̜̙̬͛̈ͦ͗̔̂ͬ̈́́ ̷͇̪͔̳̺̦̤̥̞͍̠͖͉̝̦͓̗̗ͨ͒̿ͯ̋͜Ȩ̈̿ͨ̓̇̏͒́͛̃͊͊ͥ̅͛̚͘͜҉̗̲̞̝̱̭̻̖̱̱̳͔͔̣̤̫̞̠̦Y̴͕̯̺̮̳ͮ̿͛ͧ̇ͩ̕͟Ȩ̴̸͍̮̘̙̙͔̲̝̭͔̰͗͌ͪ̏̂ͭ͒͘͜ ̵̢̙͎̩̫̬̭̐̓͋͋̑ͬ͆̈͋ͯ͂́ͯ̊̈́ͬͣͩ͟O̶̱͉͎̲̮̦̮͈̮̥̳͚̯͙̥̤̫̬̳̽̊ͧ̌̌ͨ͡P̵̧̮̠̞͓̝̺͙͔̦̙̞͎̤̹͉̲̪̥̓̄̒͐̾ͧ̈ͣͥ͆͐̈́ͯͬ́̉̃͋̕͢͝Ȩ̐̈́ͥ͟͏̥͕̝̞̪͉̳͎̫͍͔ͅN̵̶̘̖͍͔͈̰̻͙͕̥ͯ̐̾̒̉͑̏̌͂̉̃̎̄̅͒

As the words seemed to echo that shadow from before loomed over him again, watching the human as he advanced. One loud snort was enough for the already on-edge Trag to let loose several frightened warning shots at the black mass. The thing returned in kind, leaping forward with a raking claw that missed Trag by a foot, both beings acting on instinct. A could more rounds found purchase, making the chameleon-like thing roar in anger before leaping straight up and attaching to the ceiling. With a guttural hiss, it...disappeared. Dust from the ceiling fell as an invisible mass scurried away from the fight.

18:35:40<SuperSaiyan5100>“Grrr” Undershirt growled as he turned back around and faced the obstacle course again. After hearing the words of encouragement from Sigil, he readied himself again as he stared down the first challenge. “I’ve got to be more observant” he thought. He took a deep breath and dashed off. Once he reached the area of fire, he expected it to shoot out of the sides again. Instead, it came out of the floor, consuming him again. The fire faded and he stormed off past Sigil to cool his head and look for some loot before trying again.

18:36:22<ZakuTaku>"Excellent," he said, shooting a thumbs up, sifting through the buttons. "Alrighty....mess hall, dorms, yadda yadda..." He mused aloud, his eyes running through the many buttons, most of the labels worn off or singed. "Hate to be the naggy one but- wait, hold up!" He said with a sudden raise of voice, spotting a specifiically colored button with a capital O label near the top of it. "Think we found our button," he said with a small laugh.

18:37:19<Eevelion>Crown… hadn’t actually left the pool, she had kind of forgotten to and so was just bobbing around in it, so when Sigil called out to her and she raised it high so he could see it better her head ended up going underwater for a second, prompting her to actually get out. Once she was out of the pool and standing she tried showing it off again, holding it high above her head and yelling “It’s a robot! I think it’s some kind of weapon, it has a knife on it.”

18:44:23<SenseiDezzy>"Always the reliable one, aren't you?" Chaqueta gave Obi a pat on the back with a grin. She figured he should do the honors of pushing it having been the one to find it.

18:45:41<ZakuTaku>"Well, mom didn't give birth to no dumb tree, that's for sure," he replied to Chaqueta and turned his attention towards Opera. "Shall I do the honors, miss?" He said with a small smirk.

18:46:13<Ever-So-Nitro>Écharpe blinked as Tragus suddenly snapped to attention, keeping quiet and carefully unfolded her sword as she watched him carefully advance. As the shots rang out and the mass dived for him, Echarpe shrieked, stumbling back and slipping on the loose rubble, blade held ahead of her. Quickly collecting herself, she glanced up to the ceiling, only just catching the thing disappear, as it scurried away. Quickly she got up, folding her knife again and carefully approaching the human. "Tragus?" She asked. "Are you alright? Was that a ghost?"

18:46:36<Dottieverse>Buckle gave a nice clap to Obi for finding the button, good job you tree person. She would have given him a high five or something but she would need to literally scale his body to do that, and that’s not gonna happen any time soon.

18:51:18<ZakuTaku>Sleeves shot up as the gunshots were heard, quickly equipping J-Flame as she shakily ran towards the sound, Blindly shooting towards whatever Tragus was out of fear, her eyes closed. After opening them, she saw that whatever his attacker was had vanished. But for now, she had Tragus to worry about, her breath still a bit shaky. "W-what the hell was that? I mean, are you alright? I mean just..." Sleeves sputtered out as she lent a helping hand towards him.

18:53:30<SenseiDezzy>Shit. He knows Chaqueta called him a tree. Boy is getting better at spanish though that’s a plus. Still she laughed gave him a little bump to the hip," Probably used too much fertilizer though." Because wow how much he grew and the foliage that was his mane was big.

18:58:27<FaroresVault>Opera peeked over to the two and nodded with a thumbs up. "Buckle, why don't you tell me what happens inside here when Obi does?" a different angle may be useful. With a salute, Sigil nodded to Crown. "You found THE BATTLER he was part of a stupid fighting ring joke the base used to have." he laughed. "Braces! Do you want to rest, or should I leave the course active?" Trags hands shook. He hadn't reacted out of instinct like that in a long time, unsure to tell if half the sounds in the area was just him being freaked out or actually happening, but that definitely was real...he fired a few shots into the ceiling wherever it was and down the hall for good measure. "I....I don't know what the hell that was." He wasn't comfortable finding out without backup, either, that was nasty. Why were there so many tubes on it? "G̣͇͍̭͈͎̖̹͌ͦ̐̀͞ǫ̡͓͚ͣͪ̐̇̂͋d̟̺͎̗̟͓̫͌̏͑̃̉ͪ̓ ̨͉̥̪̺̟̦͓̃̋̑̅̈ͬ͢h̸̬̟̩ͤ̈́ͫ͑̆ͅa̝̺̻̯̲̮͂̿̈́̽ͩ̊ͨͪ͘s̥̙ͭͦ́ ͉͉͈ͦ͊ͬ͆n̥̬̹̣̱̤̑̍͑̈́͂́͂̾ͣ́ơ͈ͣ͞t̷̖̫͍ͤ͑͂̏̍̿ͤ͑̋h̠ͭͣ̄̀ͤ̿́͠͞ǐ̜̲̯̩̲̯̼͈͒̂̑ͨ̈́̐ͦ̃̀͡ṋ̘̣͎͕ͭͬͪ̏̄̊͌̃͢g͍̱̥̜͈̝͔̅ͧ̔͋ͣ ̙̩̪̜̅̾́͝͝b̶̼͙̬̋ͭ͛̀̑̈͐̇͠e̦̝̫̤̥̻̘͋̋̾̾̀ͮ́ț̮̂ͯͧ̅̓͆̓͘t̶̥̹̗̗̏̎̃͜͟ȇ̮̯̰̰̓̎̄͐̈́̉̇̏́͟r̝͖͈͙̪̀̃̅ͪ̂ͥͭ̃̕ ̛̔ͯ̾҉͏̜̼̗̗̯̤̹t̳̮̰͔͔͔͉̔͌̆̆͐ȏ̢̖̻͍̱̳̭̌ͦ̈́̈ͬ̂͊ ̸̛̪̯̠̺̣̝͊̉ͣd̾ͯ̏͆̈́̀ͦ͟͏̞̟̤̟̞͞ö̯͕͇̰̭͙͖̫́̒ͩ̋̉ͪ̾͐͘ ͔̗͍̮̼̱̹͎̭ͮ͊ͧͩ̿̍̋̈́͝͝a̵̭̞̯̦̙͎͓̩̱̅́f̴̯̼͙̦͛͊̃͐̏͑͜t̛͎͍͋̈́̚̕e̦̤̝̺͇̯̬̻͋ͤ̈͐ͩͥ̓ͪ͠r̴̠̭̩̺͓͓̲̈́̅ͩ͘͜a̩͈̫̝̼ͥ̔ͭ̓ͧ̀͒ͯ̆͢l̋̑̉͏͍̭̗̙̹͈̰l̨̢̙̳̺̯̜̏̓̍ͣ͘ͅͅ.̴̡̜̖̲̻ͮ͋͑̌͆͆ͭ͊͐" Looking back at the girls, he took a deep breath and slid his mask off, flashing them a reassuring smile before sliding it back on. He wouldn't give away his state for risk of panicking them "I'm fine, but let's get back to the main crater for now. We'll need a team to find that and I don't want to risk either of you lovely ladies. I'm sure you could take him, but neither of you needs even a bruise if possible." his voice was soft and soothing, forcibly relaxed but not obviously so. He'd done this endless times before with his parents and dodging their concerns. With that he'd ushered them back into the corridor. Looks like he wasn't finding that diary today... Was the floor wet? Babel would now work in close tandem with Gauntlet's actions, prying out stones, machinery, and electrical wiring to make it as safe as possible. There could now be a breeze felt past the rocks. So, so close.

19:00:00<Koukaiju>He gave a defeated middle finger. "THIS COURSE DOESN'T LIKE ME I AIN'T RISKIN IT, THAT FIRE'S GONNA KILL ME TWICE I CAN FEEL IT."

19:01:15<FaroresVault>Sigil could only let out a chuckle. "You did well!"

19:02:32<Dottieverse>Buckle smiled and nodded, “Sure! Watching things happen is easy!” Buckle skipped herself closer to the device, standing herself relatively close to the machine, but not too close where she might get hurt if something goes wrong, though she doubts it will. With that, she got her focused face on and watched, waiting for Obi to press the button.

19:03:39<Gentlemanlyman>At this point Gauntlet can't hold back since they are so close. He starts by tearing though the rubble and punching through the larger pieces.

19:04:45<Ever-So-Nitro>Echarpe nodded, smiling in kind as Tragus lifted his mask. While she wasn't totally sure he was totally fine, his desire to leave seemed reasonable enough. Giving a gentle nod, she exited the room into the corridor, being sure to keep her weapon close in case that thing decided to pop up again.

19:05:06<FaroresVault>The main crater had slowly begun to fill with an odd sound, like radio static. Things had begun to lose colour - even the sky - and there as an odd sound of rushing water and tinkling glass. This echoed through to the training area as well, the water a different tune from that of the pool. Strange. The floor beneath the Power grid began to feel as if it were filling - the chill creeping up the legs of those present while never actually being visible.

19:06:54<Gentlemanlyman>Gauntlet seeing one big pice of rubble blocking the way. He reels back charging another burst of wind magic. With a loud crack he punches through the past piece of rubble, a burst of air flying on both there faces. "Looks like we did it Babel."

19:09:28<ZakuTaku>"R-Right...Right," She said with a solemn nod. God, she forgot how resilliant Tragus could be. Keeping J-Flame up and about, she followed his lead keeping her eyes to the wall and trying to find whatever the FUCK that was

19:11:20<ZakuTaku>"Alrighty, well...Here goes nothing!" Pressing the button down once, Obi quickly jumped back as he watched whatever the hell was gonna happen. Let's not let blowing up be one of them options, please?

19:11:49<Eevelion>Crown turned the Roomba over in her hands a couple times, a joke? It looked pretty cool for a joke, she was gonna hold onto it for a while, see if someone could get it to run again, maybe Sadie? They were inventive they could probably do it. If it was made functional again she would likely take it up as a companion or pet.

:15:27<FaroresVault>When the button was struck, a series of sparks flew out and the power for the entire area flickered, the machinery now letting out an ugly hiss before tapering off...was that ticking? It was hard to hear past the radio static and distorted voice. Squinting, Opera stood up and gestured to the others. "We need to go." She took one step, her footfall sounding like it landed in a knee deep puddle, despite being dry. "Now." It was then that she'd begun to hear reports of similar sounds from other recon members, strongest in the Main Crater. Ipatch sounded shaky, and he stated that the Seraphs were unaware of what was happening and were pulling out the teams. Sigil said the same, glancing about after confirming his response through the radio "We need to head back to the surface". Tragus and go hadn't taken long to reach the opening, the radio static now nearly deafening and whatever other sound garbled and skewed. It sounded like the encrypted radio signal out of Panic, but...not the same kind. He knew the encryption too well. "Stay in the groups and follow the Seraphs." he stated, peering around the area, the buildings around the Crater now waving as if in high heat, like some sort of mirage. Babel and Gauntlet may have received the message, but Babel elected not to heed it immediately. "We'll extract in moment, the Archives were just opened." he repeated into the speaker. "Gauntlet, grab everything you can!" Babel nodded to the empty packs the two had. There was a lot of paperwork there, but mostly t seemed like external hard drives, and micro SD cards. They could pull this off.

19:20:14<ZakuTaku>Oh boy. Stuff's happening. Taking Opera's heed with a solemn nod, Obi followed her lead, letting out a quick "Vamanos!" just to be more efffective. As he ran alongside Opera, he undid his namesake and summoned Guiness, giving it a few test revs before keeping his trusty weapon at his side.

19:21:38<Dottieverse>Buckle took a step back when the sparks flew, was that good, she honestly didn’t know if that was good, oh well, she would assume yes. But before long she heard Opera telling them they had to leave, and why did it sound like water, weird, but she wasn’t going to question it. She adjusted her bag strap and followed Opera out, maybe it was a bad thing. On another note however, she may be able to keep the ghost goop if she could sneak some back to base with her, or maybe asking would be a better idea, whatever, she really wanted some goop, maybe make a lava lamp, she heard those things were cool.

19:22:18<ZakuTaku>As for Sleeves, she simply nodded in response as she kept her eyes around everywhere, keeping her trigger finger steady.

19:24:50<SenseiDezzy>Chaqueta nodded, when someone says you have to go you have to go. “¡Ándale!”She hadn’t the time to question as to why it sounded like they were in knee deep water and frankly, despite her usual curious nature, she didn’t want to find out. She took out her own weapon of choice and kept pace with the others.

19:24:59<Ever-So-Nitro>Echarpe clutched both her bag and the folded blade tight as they arrived outside once again, grimacing at the garbled static, a serious feeling of unease washing over her as she looked out around the area. She nodded at the instruction, pausing only for a moment as she unfolded her blade. Approaching the wall, she hastily carved in a fleur de lis, before quickly returning to the group. It was mostly a force of habit at this point, but in the past she left the symbol around wherever she went, in case someone she knew was searching for her, to perhaps let them know she was nearby. It hadn't yielded much results yet, but you never know!

19:25:33<Gentlemanlyman>Gauntlet gave a nod and flipped open the pack. Without thinking he started grabbing things off the shelves and stuffing it into the bags. He grabbed everything he could fit into his bag and pulled out a small piece of scrap paper. After tossing the bag over his shoulder he pulled a small partially chewed pen from his pocket. He pushed it against the wall and started scribbling a little snarky reply to the demons. 'Demons are slower then I thought, better luck next time... not that there will be one -Gauntlet' He admired his note for a small few seconds before he stuck it in a little crevice within the archive. He turned to Babel with a small nod and took off out of the archives leaving his note in a nice and obvious place.

19:28:11<ZakuTaku>Oh, and since he was here. Revving up Guinness, Obi carved in his initials on a nearby wall. Call it a calling card or a place for remembering where he was, He was pretty sure no one was gonna question what the hell O.R. meant. But anyway, back to following the leader.

19:29:03<SuperSaiyan5100>Undershirt shuffled along for a bit, trying to calm himself down when he overheard Sigil say that it was time to go. He quickly ran back to the group, on the way grabbing a bottle that seemed interesting (It would turn out to be a bottle of Hydraulics Fluid).

19:29:08<FaroresVault>Tragus had reconvened with his parents before skittering back over to Echarpe, patting Sleeves' shoulder as he passed. He stopped by her and restrained a violent cough. Two days. "Are you going to be returning with us or do you want to go it your own? Regardless, your assistance is appreciated." the end of the sentence was wheezed much like any speech would be when holding back a coughing fit, ad he turned from her, hacking something up in the opposite direction...he'd swallow it. Don't be gross and spit in front of a lady. Clearing his throat he continued. "The bases we're stationed in are run by various angels of higher rank, it would be...well... safer for you." he gestured at her weapon.

19:32:17<Ever-So-Nitro>Echarpe turned to Tragus as she finished up her little hobo-sign, nodding and smiling. "Of course. At least for a little while. I have nowhere else to go, but I will not make a burden of myself." She nodded again, stepping closer and following Tragus as they prepared to leave.

19:36:30<FaroresVault>Opera kept a quick pace with her group, assisting them in scaling the area as quickly as possible. Many of her routes seemed bizarre, but fuck did they work. She was very careful to help with Chacha the most - a fragile human was just that, she could afford damage the least of the lot of them. "I don't know what that was" she stated, her voice rising as the static grew louder "but we're not going to stick around to find out!" especially not with that rumbling. That rumbling that was rattling the whole base.

19:39:35<napdragonn>Outside, Tsume hadn't even reached Ipatch yet when the rumbling shook him off balance. Something big was coming- he didn't know what, but there was no denying it was coming from further inside the base and it probably wasn't good. he hesitated with one hand in his bag....nevermind giving his stuff to Ipatch right now. He turned and jogged further away from the rumbling to put himself at a safe distance in case something exploded, or worse.

19:41:43<ZakuTaku>Woah, that was some rumblin'! Looking back to the running pair he dashed his way towards Buckle, yoinking the young angel by her sweater collar and letting the her piggy back onto him. "Sorry if this is abrupt, but it'd be best if you hung on buddy!" He informed the small one as he continued on his running ways. Not exactly super sahnic but more of a speeding giraffe.

19:41:58<FaroresVault>Sigil and his crew surfaced not long after, returning the group to the proper areas and reconvening with the other recon members. They'd know what was happening first. Meanwhile Tragus kept compulsively stretching and relaxing his hands and fingers. Everything was grey. Something was wrong.

19:44:46<ZakuTaku>And before Sleeves could get a response out of the two, shit was getting way too fucking real. Aiming J-Flame almost anywhere, Sleeves was nearly a pile of nerves as she kept her ground, her breathing shakily increasing as the noises made her ever the more nervous

19:44:51<FaroresVault>One sound in particular echoed out of the static, discernible, but difficult to pry apart. 도̶͙͓̫̘̘͙͈͔̪͎̮̪͇̎̾͒̀͟͝͞움̧͚̼͍̰̾͒̓ͦ́́̃̎ͨ́ͅ

19:45:06<Dottieverse>Buckle hurried along with the group, she would have equipped her weapon like her other group members, but her weapon was big and it would make it harder to get around. She didn’t like the sound of the static, it hurt her ears and the rumbling was a little off putting, she didn’t like this one bit, this sucked. She tried to ignore the sound but it wasn’t really working too well in her favor, and if anything made her focus on it more, this caused her to almost lose her footing a couple times as she was trying to get out, but she managed to recover.

19:45:33<Gentlemanlyman>Gauntlet was a little...afraid to open his wings inside so he did the next best thing he could think of. A burst of wind at his feet nothing could go wrong with that. When he had a clear shot of the exit he shot himself out, although he forgot to land on his feet and instead was pushed a small distance across the ground on his stomach. He got up and brushed himself off a little bit before pulling off his mask. "Well I guess we did a pretty good job...Although I think the base is collapsing." He said as he pulled his last cigar out of his pocket and tried to light it. After takeing a deep breath he lifted up his goggles and saw that everything was grey. He bit down on his cigar a little bit and clenched his fist thinking something was up. The second he heard that sound he knew something was really up. "I don't think we were the only ones down there." He says to everyone else.

19:47:12<theprophetgamer>First things were quiet, then people were finding things to bring back home(whether or not they have any actual use or value was up for debate, but that's just Longcoat's opinion)as well as no-one was limping back to his little stitch-up area. He even dared a smile when no-one was looking. That, of course, was just a bit too brazen a push for Lady Luck. The radio came alive with calls for an evac as a damn loud static noise filled the air and the ground started to rumble. "Ok, time to leave!" That and a few hectic words to the interns to grab the medical supplies and bug out, don't wait for anyone. The shamans stayed with him as everyone was hustling up and out of the crater, stuffing what they found into containers that were leaving with everyone else. Locket was already back up and helping cram what they could, even carrying some smaller stuff along with her own loot to save space. The doc told her to scatter, but she lagged behind still. Where was Trag? She didn't see him run past, unless it was when her back was turned...

19:47:27<napdragonn>Vapor akin to heat waves was rising off the ground now, and everything was muted and gray. Whatever was happening was very, very bad. Tsume continued trying to get to a safe place, but he had no idea where that could be. Givin up, he huddled near a pile of debris and waited for orders or anything that could help him decide what to do.

19:55:30<Koukaiju>Braces got out with the rest of the group, wet. He'd managed to grab the two items he'd scoured up earlier, carrying them along. Once on the surface his eye widened, this was...well, this was something. His eyes narrowed, and he looked around as everything went around in a slight panic. This never happened during the fall, and he thought he saw the worst that could've happened right there...what the FUCK had been going on down here since he died?

19:56:34<vividExplorer>Anklet awaited the team on the surface beside Kit. Luckily they were surfacing quickly. Good. he wanted them out soon, they weren’t prepared for a fight anything and had no backup on standby if anything went to shit. Also frankly he didn’t want destroy anything possibly useful, that included the structure itself. It wouldn't suck if they suddenly made the remains of sigma cave in on themselves after all. The static the was first faint was getting louder and louder. the ground rumbled to strongly he no longer worried about combat being the thing to weaken sigmas structural integrity. looking around, the area was already dull and bare, but looking at kit he noticed what color he could see was significantly duller, fading almost. This was wrong. from the look he received from the other she was thinking the same thing. "ANGELS!" He boomed suddenly, taking on a similar tone that Kit had, had early on the trip. "Grab all of your belongings, we are evacuating IMMEDIATELY."

19:57:57<FaroresVault>해ͩ͛̿̌͛̐̆ͮ̓̍̎ͥ͢͏̧̖͓̮͍̲̤̪͓̩̼̲̮̖̳́͠주̐ͯ͋ͥ̂̀ͪ̎ͬ̿͛̈̾͟͏̺͉͕̼͇̼̣͇͔͇̙̳̯̹̘͇̭ͅͅ세̨͎̹̗̮̥̯̩̘̾ͯ̽̌̈ͧ̎͒ͅ요͇̱͕̤̲̤͇̣̳̬͋ͯͨ̊ͧͨ̓ͪ͐̏̄́́͘

20:01:08<ZakuTaku>Welp, this wasn't getting any better now was it? And whatever the FUCK that word was didn't make it any better. Speeding up as fast as he could with Buckle still in tow, Obi eventually made it towards the center, spotting his sister nearly as stiff as a board. "Sleeves, C'mon!" He yelled towards her. "We're hitting the skies, let's go!" Turning his head towards Buckle, he gave her a bit of a nod. "Hold on, buddy. I'm gonna take flight and your gonna grab on alright? I'll let you know when we're on the ground, got it?" He informed her.

20:01:59<FaroresVault>With the official word and that mangled sound sending a chill to the bone of whomever was near, that was enough to get most of the teams mobilized. Trag would have to go by foot, as most humans, but they had Recon as cover. Nodding at Echarpe, he pointed to his father, who was making quite the racket "follow him. They'll get you home. You won't be a burden, we can provide easily." he nodded, looking around the ruins again. Something felt like it was holding him here, but it wasn't enough to keep him put. Grabbing Tsume’s shoulder, he began guiding the child. They could go from here.

20:02:41<napdragonn>He wasn't an angel, but Tsume recognized the urgency in the shouted order- time to book it out of there. Making sure his things were secure, he looked around for someone to hitch a ride with but couldn't find anyone. Instead he just ran recklessly after the first people he saw leave on foot, heart pounding in his ears. After growing up in the wastes, his flight response was much stronger than his fight one- and he figured that in this situation, it was probably a good thing.

20:03:42<Gentlemanlyman>Gauntlet turned to everyone. "If you feel like you are having trouble carrying your thing please give them to me I do not want any of you being slowed down!" He yelled as he looked at his teamates. He may be crazy but he did not want anyone being slowed down. He saw Tsume running and moved quickly to catch up to him.

20:04:03<Ever-So-Nitro>Echarpe nodded, stepping in and giving Tragus a quick hug, before hurrying over towards Anklet, returning her weapon to her namesake and throwing it around her neck, hefting her bag over her shoulder.

20:06:37<Koukaiju>Damn, what a bad day to be wet, those noises were giving Braces even worse chills. He started retying his hair on the fly, trying to do something that'd keep all the wet mass from getting in his line of vision....he'd already been fucked over about 7 times today because of his shit eyesight, he didn't need to, say, trip and fall and learn what the fuck was making that noise. Whatever it was, he had no fucking clue how to deal with it and going in blind was a shit move. The orders from the seraphs only solidified it.

20:07:54<theprophetgamer>The last of the masks were fucking right off with the last container as Longcoat watched the last bits of the crew run out. He grabbed Locket by the collar and literally threw her towards the entrance, pushing her along while watching all this madness unfold. What made the ruins go apeshit? Who fucking C A R E S? Run now, detective later!

20:11:12<ZakuTaku>Actually, fuck flying. He didn't want to do anything too dangerous "Actually, forget it, buddy! Just, hang on to me, alright?" He hollered back at Buckle over the noise, following wherever everyone else was going as he hurried, Sleeves coming alongside her brother as well as the two kept huddled together.

20:13:46<SuperSaiyan5100>Ah hell, things were going south quickly. Undershirt heard the orders from Anklet and made sure he had everything, including all the stuff he had collected when he was down in the training area. He spread his wings, took to the air and flew away from this place as fast as possible.

20:14:40<Eevelion>Crown would evacuate with the rest of the grounded, clutching her new robot friend to her chest, her shoes still slightly wet making a soft squish with each footfall.

20:15:24<Dottieverse>Buckle nodded, she was only barely listening, most of her energy was being used to block out the noise, it was giving her a headache, she really could not stand noises like it. Buckle decided the best way to do this was piggy back, seeing as she was small enough, and definitely light enough, so up she went, don’t drop her, she wont forgive you.

20:15:48<ZakuTaku>Ok, someone just flew. Fuck this noise, they needed to get out of here pronto. Buckle, remember when he said that he wasn't going to fly? He lied. Zooming into the air with Buckle in tow, Obi followed Undershirt's lead as did Sleeves. God, today was just quite the finnicky day.

20:16:59<ZakuTaku>"SORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRYSORRY," Obi said loudly as he flew back up to ground with the small one on his back. Please don't cry, just please don't cry???

20:18:15<Gentlemanlyman>"Fuck it he can kill me later if he wants to but I am not risking it." Gauntlet makes a mad dash behind Tsume and quickly scoops him up and onto his back. "Look you may not like me doing this but I don't want to see you getting hurt." He says to Tsume as he runs with him. "I think we might have to take off soon." He says as he looks up at the other Angels.

20:19:31<napdragonn>Tsume was nearly too shocked to respond, but he processed the information in the end and because he recognized Gauntlet from earlier, he was able to keep his cool. "Just get us both back to safety!" he said, "We're no good hurt or dead!" that said, he threw his arms around Gauntlet's shoulders and held tight, preparing himself for the inevitable takeoff.

20:21:26<Gentlemanlyman>Gauntlet stop and with a bend of the knees he took off into the air. He spread his wings and sped along trying to catch up with everyone else but not too fast for Tsume. "Alright little buddy i'm gonna get you back to the base in one piece and that's a promise."

20:24:06<napdragonn>"Good to hear!" Tsume replied, "I owe you one for this!"

20:24:11<Dottieverse>Buckle nearly had a heart attack when Obi took off, jeez first you say you’re flying but then you say you’re walking but then you start to fly without a proper warning. When Obi took off Buckle tightened her grip, pulling closer, letting out a small shriek, she was not prepared for that at all, She almost teared up, but she held it back, though if you looked at her face it would have been obvious, Good job Obi you scared a small child and almost made her cry. Buckle will remember that, probably gonna punch him later.

20:24:52<Gentlemanlyman>"Lets just call it even for me bumping into you earlier." He gives a small thumbs up before closing the gap with everyone else.

20:27:59<Koukaiju>Other angels started getting airborne--honestly with the ground shaking that might be a good idea. But could he even fly wet? Braces investigates. He started running and took a pretty sizeable leap, his wings forming and giving a nice, solid flap. Good thing he wasn't dealing with any cargo at the moment, this was likely going to be a bumpy ride. He tried keeping a safe distance from the other flyers, just in case his eyesight or all the moisture tried to fuck him over again.

20:28:53<ZakuTaku>Aaaaaand ground landing! Plopping their tired and scared out of their mind asses on the sweet soil that was the ground, Both siblings let out a nervous laugh alongside their pants. "S-sorry again there, buddy. Hope it wasn't that scary for you." Obi, why. She was scared out of her mind, why the fuck would you assume she was ok after that heart attack of a ride.

20:30:52<ZakuTaku>"Yeah, next time you do something like that, WARN ME," Sleeves said as she playfully punched her brother's arm, the two getting up and dusting off whatever was on them as they made sure their namesakes were clung on to them tightly.

20:35:00<Dottieverse>Buckle just made a angry “hmmph” noise at Obi, then giving him a good punch to his other arm, “I wasn’t scared!” She was a bad actor and that shriek at the beginning of the flight told otherwise, “It just surprised me is all!”

20:36:26<ZakuTaku>"Al-alright," he said, recieving said punch with grace. He deserved it anyway, scaring the daylights out the poor thing.

"C'mon, let's just bail. I think we had enough excitement for one day," Sleeves said, earning a nod out of Obi as the two went over to wherever everyone else was rendezvous point was. Whatever the hell was down their was worth searching out another day.

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