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Post by seraphflonne on Aug 4, 2017 4:43:31 GMT
Ignoring Shossk for a moment, Layl walks into the room, staring around in wonder at the strangeness of the room. Magic certainly had to be at work for this room, that's for sure...speaking of. "I think it's technology, Shossk! I didn't feel any magic but it could have been, just not any I'm familiar with!" She shut the door after yelling that back before running a bit further into the room, looking around it to see if there was ever an end to the rolling grass and plains and lakes. The wide, open field began reminding her of what she had just escaped from. She seized up as she remembered the horrors of the war she had left behind...all the friends she had lost. The fields around her became barren in her mind, and rows of keyblades lined up and down everywhere she looked. They went on forever, so many lives must have been lost, even... "Chirithy..." She couldn't help the name of her ever faithful companion slipping by her lips. Saying his name broke the dam she had welled up inside and she let her tears flow while she was alone in this room. Her hands came up to her face, her knees buckling beneath her as a sob ripped from her mouth. She began whispering her companions names. "Aya...Ephemer...Skuld...they're all gone, aren't they?... A-am I e-even alive?" The grass drinking up the tears as it fell from her face, her hands unable to wipe all the tears before they could fall. She decided she could wait in here for a bit, using this time to come to terms with her own issues with being whisked away.
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Post by Vazad on Aug 4, 2017 11:13:00 GMT
Iris
As Iris attempts to focus on the location beyond she can feel her probing vision catch. Without warning a flood of images stream into her head all at once. A workshop covered in metal limbs and other such machinery, another covered in a variety of glass containers and ingredients of all descriptions, one covered in what appears to be metal Pokemon that sit there lifelessly staring, the strewn about parts of a thousand Pokeballs and their cases, a kitchen with a multitude of utensils, A room covered in a variety of close and an explosion of colored fabrics, a room bathed in dull red light filled with photographs hanging on strings, a room cluttered with crystals, another filled with plants, yet another with fossils. The final image in the frenetic surge is of a small glass container sitting in a room steeped in darkness. For a moment, it feels as if your mind is being engulfed in bright blue flames that seem both icy cold and blazing hot and then the vision is gone as quickly as it came.
Yoko
A huge room filled with a mismatched jumble of training equipment greets Yoko. There is a plethora of pieces she may recognize, treadmills, weights and other such pieces she may have run into but there also appears to be strange pieces in tanks of water. Steps lead up to a myriad variety of belts, weights and other oddments all suspended within.
Shossk
A torrent of water begins to churn from the pipe, beginning to fill the basin below. Looking under the torrent you notice a small round piece with a metal chain sticking slightly out of the slowly filling tub. It languidly drifts with the current of the rushing water.
Layl
As Layl enters the room further she cannot see an end to it, running off in all directions as far as the eye can see. The door clicks shut and stands there alone in the midst of the rolling green. As her mind’s eye forms an image the surroundings slowly begin to morph and change. The grass melts into the landscape which begins to crack and dry turning into a vast flat desert of hardened sand. Slowly protrusions from the ground begin to take shape into rough appropriations of keyblades, billions of them scattered wherever the eye can see. They appear to have been formed from the ground itself.
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Post by SuperVaderMan on Aug 4, 2017 14:32:18 GMT
Shossk stares at the faucet as the water rushes out. It just flowed endlessly, with no need to pump the water up from its reservoir. More magic?
Shossk turns the other handle as well. He does the same with the handles on the wash basin, and for good measure he pulls the cord above the latrine.
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Post by Staruniva on Aug 4, 2017 14:58:36 GMT
So there's a gym here too, Yoko mused as she walked around the room, taking the time to look over all the various types of training equipment available. There were some that she recognised, and then there were others that were either new or unfamiliar to her. When she spotted the water tank, however, she stopped walking around aimlessly and started advancing towards it. Regardless of what she was told, she still believed her fish needed water to survive, and that water tank would serve her well. "Hang on, little guy, I'm getting you to some water right now," she reassured the Remoraid as she climbed the steps up to the top of the water tank, and was just about to deposit her fish into the water when she was suddenly hit by a thought.
Wait, what if there's chlorine in it? That's bad for the fishes where I'm from, but is it the same for this Remoraid? Do I risk it? Doubts started to plague Yoko's mind as she came to realise a very hazardous problem with her plan, and she ultimately decided not to risk it. "S-sorry, little guy, but I'm not sure if that water is good for you. Hold out for a little bit longer, okay?" she apologised to her fish as she slowly stepped back down to the floor, feeling guilty about potentially getting her fish's hopes up. Her Remoraid was not bothered by this, though, and is content with being held in his trainer's arms. Seeing that there was nothing else to gain from this room, Yoko spent some time backtracking back to the door she came from, and promptly exited back into the main room.
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Post by seraphflonne on Aug 4, 2017 15:59:34 GMT
It took her some time, but Layl eventually got her sobs under control. She wiped away tears from her eyes as she looked around her. There they all were, the Keyblades of everyone who fought here. Layl stumbled to her feet, the tears never stopping as she walked over to a random Keyblade and stared at it mournfully. Who did this one belong too? Were they from her Union or one of the others? She reached out and grasped it by the handle, her hands sliding together around it like she was trying to pray, the only sound breaking the silence being an occasional sob and the pitiful mewl from the fox who had just been dropped on the ground. The fox glared at the human for it's mistake in dropping him, but saw that she was too sad a sight to stay angry at. The fox decided to sit a silent vigil beside her, after all he could be angry at her later. 'These poor people, they all died before it was their time, for a cause that was pointless. Kingdom Hearts, keep their hearts safe, don't let the darkness taint them, please...'
She kept dong this for awhile, asking for help for as many Keyblades as she could, as many lost souls as she could find. She needed this, more than she knew, this chance to say sorry for abandoning them all. She don't know how she survived, and she was thankful for it, but seeing the lives she left behind, the lives that some of which she was sure some were ended by her own Keyblade. That burden fell heavy on her shoulders.She would keep doing this until someone stopped her. It was the least she could do for the fallen. It was a sad sight for anyone to walk in on, a young girl crying at the tomb of her friends and family.
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Post by Vazad on Aug 4, 2017 16:19:11 GMT
Water begins to gush from the other tap as Shossk turns that one on as well. The drain at the bottom of this one causes it to empty as fast as it fills. The tubs basin is about a tenth full as the water slowly continues to fill the massive depression. Once the beaded cord is pulled the water sitting in the bottom of the bowl begins to swirl violently making a loud SWOOSH noise as it too drains. Once it fully empties the water slowly begins to refill from small holes on the sides of the bowl.
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Post by SuperVaderMan on Aug 4, 2017 17:15:00 GMT
How was all this water being delivered to these devices? Through the pipes, obviously, but how was the water flowing through, where was it coming from? Did the AL creature have a portal open to the Elemental Plane of Water?
Meanwhile the dartrix sees fit to hop into the tub and take a quick bird bath, ruffling his feathers through the still-shallow water.
Shossk looks around the room to see if there's anything in the room to plug the drain in the wash basin. Maybe he could remove the handle on the cord that operates the latrine and plug it with that?
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Post by headlesskoko on Aug 4, 2017 19:58:15 GMT
Through the barrage of images that raced through her head, Iris remained resolute. She held onto the vision with all her might, focusing on remembering what she saw rather than understanding. Questions upon questions piled up, but she knew now was not the time to be linger and become distracted.
However, try as she might, there was always an end to visions. As if her mind had trespassed into where it was not welcomes, blue flames engulfed Iris in her visions and drove back and away to her current reality. She could feel a few beads of sweat upon her brow, and her breathing came out slightly labored. Her body shook, yet she remained calm, if only through sheer will. <Process. Process,> Iris insisted as she fumbled out her notebook and assorted writing utensils. Quickly, before it left her like a dream upon waking, Iris jotted down everything that she saw, several spaces underneath lines of a prophetic verse that meant no more in this world.
After she was done writing and drawing, Iris stared in concern at one of the images she drew. It was a picture of the metal Pokemon that sat upon the table. Her drawing skills were more crude than skilled, but even then, she could make out details that were unfamiliar to her. <Then again,> she recalled what happened just a little earlier, <Shossk looks like no Pokemon I know of and I still assumed he was a Pokemon. I tend to think of anything not human to be Pokemon, that's already proven.> Something still felt off, though. With Shossk, it had been a conclusion drawn from elimination. The lizardfolk wasn't human. Therefore, he was a Pokemon. However, with this metal creature, it had been the opposite. Iris knew it was a Pokemon because she labeled it as a Pokemon from the start, but... she could have sworn she had never seen anything like it. Rubbing her head, she pondered for a moment before deciding she had wondered about it long enough.
<Anyways, looking over the rest of these notes,> Iris peered over everything else she had seen, <I can confidently say that I still have no idea what's going on. This game seems to be largely manufactured, though, and there's something important in a dark room that AL doesn't want me to see. Except, I saw it... was that his intention or is there a crack I can exploit here?>. The very thought of a loophole made Iris smile. Yes, after having her whole world turned upside down and running around under the thumb of greater beings, she had come to really appreciate any loopholes, any chinks in the system. However, she currently had no idea how to take advantage of that, which was fine. Her journey in here was just beginning.
Closing the notebook and tucking it back away into her bag, Iris looked over at the other rooms. She had glimpsed Layl walking into the field room when she had turned around to address Shossk. The toilet and arm flex doors were open, so Iris assumed they were being checked.
<Hm... Food. Food is important,> Iris decided as she went over to evaluate the knife and fork door.
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Post by Vazad on Aug 4, 2017 20:16:45 GMT
Shossk looks down and notices a small plug with a bead chain sitting on the side of the wash basin.
Iris opens the Knife and fork door and finds medium sized room, a table surrounded by four stools emerges from the floor like strange white mushrooms. On the far wall there is a double doored object that looks like similar to a fridge. as well as cabinets that line both with bottom and top of the room with a counter on top of the lower set. A round waste bin emerges from the floor immediately to her left.
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Post by headlesskoko on Aug 4, 2017 21:39:35 GMT
Magic! At least, that was the only way Iris could explain the suddenly appearing furniture. Ironic, how she had just chided Shossk for assuming Pokeballs were magic. Upon realizing the irony, she corrected her thoughts with the addendum, <Okay, maybe just super advanced tech.>
Anyways, to the fridge! Oh, and the cabinets too. Iris checked the waste bin first for any useful items, then went around opening and closing all the doors--cabinets, fridges, whatever--to see what was inside.
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Post by SuperVaderMan on Aug 4, 2017 22:23:23 GMT
Shossk goes ahead and plugs the wash basin. As the sink presumably fills and starts to overflow onto the floor, Shossk feels a slight sense of uplifting. Contentment, was it, or fulfillment?
Shossk allows the sink to continue overflowing as he turns back to the slowly-filling floor basin, and the bathing dartrix. Shossk only felt the need to bathe himself after having been sufficiently dirtied, with sewage, blood, or otherwise, but it had been a number of weeks since he had been allowed to immerse himself in water for the sake of comfort, as he and many lizardfolk are wont to do. It was usually an exceedingly bad idea to be underwater in the Underdark for any length of time, where he and his companions had been waging their campaign against Volduun.
First, Shossk set aside his pack, atop the latrine. Then he steps into the floor basin, laying down on the bottom as it filled, and allows the rising water to slowly envelop him, clothes and all. He held his breath, which lizardfolk can do for a considerable amount of time, and started considering his situation more deeply.
How was Shossk to return to his companions? He had already concluded that attempting to return on his end was very unlikely. How would his companions attempt to rescue him? They would of course try to Scry for him, and that would fail as he is no longer on the Prime Material but would grant them comfort in knowing he had not been captured or killed by the duergar. What could they then do to rescue him from another dimension? The party had no great magic users, their greatest was Lianna with her Bardic spells followed by Grumosh with his Paladin spells and Shossk himself, none of which could invoke extra-planer magics. They would have to commission a wizard or other such spellcaster to aid them, but what spells could they use to help him? It would be very unlikely to find a focus tuned to this dimension for a Plane Shift spell, and the AL creature would deny use of a Gate spell to rescue Shossk outright.
There was also the matter of finding which dimension Shossk was trapped in in the first place, a requirement for most of these spells to work. There were several possible methods to do this, though none of them seemed reliable. The simplest method would be if Shossk could use a Sending spell to tell them of his situation, though he lacked the knowledge to cast it. Perhaps the AL creature would be gracious enough to allow him use of such a spell? Perhaps if Shossk pleased the entity that would be possible. Shossk's companions may be able to work out a solution to this problem on their end with that knowledge
Shossk then realizes that his lungs are beginning to strain. Strange, he normally was able to hold his breath for much longer than this. An alteration made to his body, along with the 'classes' the AL creature forced upon him?
Shossk abruptly sits up, and he gets blindsided by a splash of water from the dartrix. The owl hoots a laugh as Shossk snorts water out of his nostrils. The lizardman eyes the owl for a second. Then he pushes both hands through the water to douse the owl in a torrential wave.
Rising from the bath and leaving the dartrix sputtering and ruffling his drenched feathers, Shossk collects his gear and exits the room with renewed purpose. He does not turn off the faucets, nor sees the need to. The annoyed owl waddles after him.
Still dripping wet, Shossk notes which doors haven't been inspected, and enters the room with the couch symbol.
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Post by Vazad on Aug 4, 2017 22:48:18 GMT
There is nothing in the waste basket unfortunately, the bottom is almost pitch black even in the strange light of this place. As Iris goes to open the first thing on the right of the room, the fridge, she feels a thought catch in her head. The word "Food" echoes back and forth as the door swings open and she finds a large cube of some sort of greenish gelatin sitting inside the fridge taking up most of the space within. it wobbles gently as the door swings to a stop. When she opens the upper cabinets she finds a multitude of cups, plates, and cutlery in a variety of different shapes and materials. The lower cabinets are all empty, completely clear and clean.
Shossk opens the door to find the room is full of soft looking chairs, couches and a variety of other such reclining devices jumbled about at odd angles. They occasionally have a coffee table or end table sitting next to one or another but there does not appear to be much more to this space at first glance.
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Post by SuperVaderMan on Aug 4, 2017 23:09:50 GMT
Knowing better than to trust first glances, Shossk enters to loot inspect the room more thoroughly. Though he doubts this created space would be anything less than immaculate, he nonetheless pokes around the chairs and couches and tables, looking under and between cushions and the like for any lost possessions or currency.
The dartrix rolls around on one of the couches to dry himself, and because it's fun.
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Post by Vazad on Aug 4, 2017 23:43:15 GMT
Though he valiantly searches through all the cushions and drawers Shossk doesn't manage to find anything of interest.
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Post by SuperVaderMan on Aug 5, 2017 0:20:24 GMT
Shossk gives up on his search, wordlessly exiting the room. The dartrix halts his preening to hop off his couch perch to waddle after.
This time Shossk enters the room with the bed symbol above it. He doesn't expect to be surprised at what's inside, but he better check anyway.
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Post by Vazad on Aug 5, 2017 0:32:23 GMT
Shossk finds a bed that is quite large and circular, it looks soft and inviting with pillows strewn across it randomly. That appears to be the only fixture in this room.
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Post by headlesskoko on Aug 5, 2017 3:17:15 GMT
Taking the hint from the mental "food" echo, Iris closes the last cupboard and opens it once more, this time with a more particular thought, <Banana.>
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Post by Vazad on Aug 5, 2017 3:20:04 GMT
As she opens the cupboard the word "Banana" echoes back and forth through her head. Once the door opens fully a singular banana sits on the shelf.
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Post by Staruniva on Aug 5, 2017 3:37:06 GMT
Yoko arrived just in time to catch a sight of Iris walking past the door with the fork & knife symbol, and she watched Shossk leave the room with the toilet symbol and go into the room with the couch symbol, and just as fast as he entered he had already left and was now investigating the room with the bed symbol. She found it mildly curious that Shossk had walked out of the room with the toilet symbol soaking wet, but she decided to keep her curiosity to herself. What rooms haven't we checked yet? Turning her attention back to investigating the doors, Yoko looked around at the still unopened doors: the unmarked door, the field door, and the Onsen door. Iris was investigating the unmarked door earlier, and Layl had entered the field door, so that left the Onsen door as the only one yet unexplored, so Yoko goes over to inspect it.
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Post by headlesskoko on Aug 5, 2017 3:48:18 GMT
"Ayyyyyy," Iris celebrates as she grabs the banana, unpeels it, and takes a bite to see if it is meant for consumption. She looks over the rest of the kitchen. If food appeared as she thought of it, then she probably wouldn't need one but... just in case. Iris walked over and took a seat at the table before furrowing her brows and concentrating really hard on a stove, oven, and rice cooker popping into existence.
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