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Event || A History of Light and Darkness
Who: Brave Explorers and/or Those Poor Souls Being Dragged Along by Friends
When: Oct 15-30th
Where: Thilmit Border Post, inside the Old Heranean Doll Museum
What: The Heroes of Light received a strange letter, and are now being asked to investigate the strange occurrences at the old doll museum.
Warnings/Notes: OOC Post Warnings for Spookiness, Creepy Dolls. Post toplevels for each group. Please post warnings as needed for memory fragments and exploration. For random numbers, use the dice functions on Plurk or Discord.
The Old Heranean Doll Museum is a small building, but somehow the dark, dusty windows and poorly maintained roof give it a menacing feel as you approach. The sign says, "OPEN"...although, as you approached, you think it might have been turned to "CLOSED".
The door creaks as it swings open, though there is no one from the museum to greet you as you enter. A cold breeze blows in behind you, sapping any lingering warmth in the room. The building is dark, and cobwebs are starting to form in the corners of the lobby and on the velvet rope stanchions that guide the flow of traffic in and out. Out of a shadowy corner, a large centipede skitters across the floor and into a crack low on the wall.
At the reception desk, one of the antique dolls sits, unmoving, unblinking. That goes without saying. Its eyes do not follow you as you enter.... The hairs prickling up on the back of your neck are just coincidence, that's all.
There is another doll perched on the wooden brochure display stand near the door. It's strange that the curator leaves the display pieces out where visitors can touch them....
As you enter, you hear something whistling through the air toward you a moment before it makes a impact. A tiny pebble, too small to do any damage other than a brief stinging. During this moment of distraction, the door slams and locks.
When you look at the spots where the dolls were perched a moment ago, there is now just empty space. There is movement in the shadows, and the nearly imperceptible sound of tiny shapes creeping around.
As you move past the lobby into the exhibits, a sign above the entryway declares:
Welcome to the Old Heranean Doll Museum. We hope you enjoy our historic Heroes of Light displays.
When: Oct 15-30th
Where: Thilmit Border Post, inside the Old Heranean Doll Museum
What: The Heroes of Light received a strange letter, and are now being asked to investigate the strange occurrences at the old doll museum.
Warnings/Notes: OOC Post Warnings for Spookiness, Creepy Dolls. Post toplevels for each group. Please post warnings as needed for memory fragments and exploration. For random numbers, use the dice functions on Plurk or Discord.
The Old Heranean Doll Museum is a small building, but somehow the dark, dusty windows and poorly maintained roof give it a menacing feel as you approach. The sign says, "OPEN"...although, as you approached, you think it might have been turned to "CLOSED".
The door creaks as it swings open, though there is no one from the museum to greet you as you enter. A cold breeze blows in behind you, sapping any lingering warmth in the room. The building is dark, and cobwebs are starting to form in the corners of the lobby and on the velvet rope stanchions that guide the flow of traffic in and out. Out of a shadowy corner, a large centipede skitters across the floor and into a crack low on the wall.
At the reception desk, one of the antique dolls sits, unmoving, unblinking. That goes without saying. Its eyes do not follow you as you enter.... The hairs prickling up on the back of your neck are just coincidence, that's all.
There is another doll perched on the wooden brochure display stand near the door. It's strange that the curator leaves the display pieces out where visitors can touch them....
As you enter, you hear something whistling through the air toward you a moment before it makes a impact. A tiny pebble, too small to do any damage other than a brief stinging. During this moment of distraction, the door slams and locks.
When you look at the spots where the dolls were perched a moment ago, there is now just empty space. There is movement in the shadows, and the nearly imperceptible sound of tiny shapes creeping around.
As you move past the lobby into the exhibits, a sign above the entryway declares:
Welcome to the Old Heranean Doll Museum. We hope you enjoy our historic Heroes of Light displays.
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Anyway.
While she might not know much about dolls, or the intricacies of running a museum, she knows that frogs do not belong in doll museums. When their new Zora companion Dante takes a mighty swing at it, Ena internally agrees. She goes straight for her favored element and uses Ice Mastery to lob a sharp shard of ice to the frog. ]
Dice Result: 1!
[She didn't even hesitate—one moment, her friend is walking with them, and then she's firing off a spell with zero hesitation. Azusa is in awe of how Ena transitions directly into fight mode.
Alright, she's going to do her best, too! She reaches for the whip at her side and lashes the ground in the direction of the Touch Me. After attacking Dante and receiving the spell hit from Ena, it hopped back to prepare its next attack, and it's Azusa's turn.]
Roomba-san, do your best! We're all counting on you...!
[The vacuum picks up speed and whirrs past the Touch Me, dropping off a package as it passes. It takes a hard turn, heading straight back at Azusa as the Mog Bomb it left behind explodes. The frog, after having to endure a humiliating ice-and-fire combo, leaps up onto a display stand and starts to croak Frog Song. Dice check! If you roll a 1 or 6, you're safe. If you roll a 2, 3, 4, or 5, you're now a frog!]
E-eh? What is it doing? Why is it making that noise?
Dice Result: 6!
(Fortunately for Dante, he's familiar enough with Touch Mes to know how they work. They're really annoying when you're not prepared for them. As prepared as he might be, however, there's no telling how true that is with the others.
He makes the judgment call to Switch Jobs back to Chemist; he's pretty sure he has a few Maiden's Kisses to spare. Dante's gonna keep an eye on things and pops a quick Safeguard to give himself a bit more protection. He can work from there.)
mumble mumble 2 grumble mumble
Wait a minute, why was his weapon so hard to hold onto? Were his palms sweaty? And how did everything get so big all of a--
...oh, COME ON.]
HEY!! THAT'S CHEATING!
[Well, out of obliviousness or bullfrogheadedness, at least Red was able to keep his guarded position in front of Azusa as he hopped indignantly. So much for attacking; hopefully the others could take kerove it...]
Dice Result: 6!!!!!!
But she almost immediately notices something strange happening to one of their party members. ]
Red! [ No! She turns to him briefly, but remembers that she doesn't have any spells to fix it. Better they get rid of it now so that none of the rest of them end up frogs as well. She turns back to the Touch Me and hits it with some more Ice. ]
Dice Result: 1!
Green!
[Ah.]
Red!
[She moves into position, ready to cast a healing spell...before remembering that she's still using her puppet mater job. With Red so small, she can't risk another Mog Bomb, so she once again uses her whip to strike the ground, guiding Roomba-san into circling around the Touch Me and using Sic to push it in between everyone, cutting off its ability to escape.
The frog, having taken some pretty heavy damage already, is almost defeated, but it's not out yet. It rushes Red, immediately unleashing a combo on the armorless frog. It rushes and hits Red a few times before transitioning into a somersault and kicking away. It's a cool move that would look great on a bartender. As it lands, it starts to sing again--this time, anyone who rolls anything other than a 1 or a 6 will turn into a frog and fall asleep.]
Everyone, please hang in there! I think we're winning——! Ah!
[She puts her hands to her head, resisting the spell for a second time in a row.]
lol Safeguard
(Yeah, he knew there was a reason he popped that Safeguard potion. Fortunately, it buys Dante just enough time to rummage through his things to help keep the rest of the party going. Hopefully, Red's frog hands can catch the Maiden's Kiss the chemist Throws in his direction.)
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[Red might have taken notice of the fact that Azusa had gotten his name wrong were it not for the fact that he was hopping mad at this stupid frog... thing they were up against. Especially for smacking him around like that in front of people he would much rather stop losing face in front of!! At least he got a little reprieve when that weird face-shaped bottle thrown to him. There was still enough presence of mind left in red to press the plunger, get a spray of perfume to the face, and--
Spitz Charming is back to his usual self. Except markedly angry.]
Appreciate it.
[He didn't have to think about this one for very long. Gunblade back in hand, he gave that trigger a few good squeezes and a rapid-fire volley of •Ice Bullets back at the thing in retaliation until it stopped moving. Until it was frozen solid in a block of ice, in fact.
And- just for good measure- with all the grace, artistry, and accuracy of a professional Blitzball player- it was punted clear through the window, to vanish into the night sky.]
Result: 2! We get a treat!
The thought alone agitates her, so now with no more threat in their first room, she slides her staff back onto her hip and marches swiftly into the next room.
Sitting neatly on the register counter, under a faint emergency light that is probably always on, is a wooden box. There doesn't seem to be anything else remarkable in the room - just a few snow globes on the sparse shelves and some magnets here and there. ] Look at this. [ She calls back to the rest of the group. She's not going to be the first to touch it, nope. ]
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My, my, Dante-san. You really saved us with that potion of yours. I'm glad you were able to come with us. Do you think this is a clue?
[Roomba-san whirs in agreement as she places the strange mask in his hand. No, really, you take it. She's not going to wear it. And while they're on that subject, she spots another item just below it...a box with a fancy kigurumi in it. She removes it and unfolds it, hoping for some kind of hint, but instead she finds...]
Ah, Red! This is just your size, isn't it? It's your height and everything. I'll hold onto this for you, okay?
[She hums and folds it up, putting it into her bag.]
Result: 1. Time for another fight~
Can't say for sure if it is. I'll, uhh...hold onto it anyway. Just in case.
(Not that he has much choice there, but hey.)
So now that we got our gifts all wrapped up, how about we check elsewhere?
(Okay yeah, he had to get at least one in this little trip. Sue him.
Once everyone's all set to go, the next stop seems to be the preservation room. While not as warn as some of the other exhibits, there are plenty of tools out on display for the demonstrations held as part of the tour. Several incomplete dolls lie strewn about the room, perhaps in part of the abandoned nature of the museum.)
I did actually come here once as a kid. Wasn't a fun field trip at all, but you gotta respect the effort that goes into this sorta restoration, you know? Takes patience and a real eye for detail...
(Almost as if on cue, the party hears the shambling of Zombies making their way closer to them, modeled after the various incomplete dolls, whether that's an eye dangling out of its socket or loose threads protruding out from their bodies. Even the dangled eye locks on to the party as the four of them make their approach, each of them seemingly taking on the others as their own target.)
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...Hold on, that thing??
[...Dignity, however, was something you couldn't put a price on. Red glanced back and forth between Azusa and the overly-fuzzy green set of one-piece pajamas.. first that Marcellin Just-... Marcellin Juste Cloud-Mary Bojangles plush, and now this?
Unfortunately, the ship sails and the outfit is stowed before he can muster a response. --Doggoneit, his slack jaw even dropped his bone, too...! He'll just open the case and pop another one in his mouth real quick...]
Yeah, it can't be easy puttin' these things back togeth--
[...And speaking of dropped bones and discombobulation, here came the shambling dead now. Well, at least these things probably weren't going to pull out some weird frog magic... and he still had a few •Ice Bullets left in his gunblade.]
...Here we go again.
[He'd pop off a few rounds into the one currently approaching Dante-- a little bit of thanks for his earlier help. These things were barely held together, so hopefully it wouldn't be too hard to actually finish the job.]
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Anyway.
Not wishing to voice her disappointment out of concern for politeness, she turns to follow Dante into the preservation room. And when the zombie dolls march out, she gives a loud audible sigh of disgust. Again?? Just leave them alone!
She goes for her favorite Ice blast at some making their way to Azusa. Get out of here, zombos! ]
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Azusa is happily humming to herself as she listens in, pleased to be moving on, still not too frightened yet. She's in good company, after all. Red turning into a frog is a little cause for concern, and she really wants to ask him if he's feeling alright, but there's not enough of a break in the conversation for her to get closer.]
Is that so, Dante-san? Where I'm from, there are doll museums as well. We have a holiday dedicated to them as well. Hinamatsuri. Doll's Day. I can tell you about as we walk, if you'd like, um...
[No, no. First things first. She steps behind Red and pats him on his shoulder, looking just slightly down at him.]
Are you feeling...zombie?!
[It's too late for comfort! It's time for battle. She steps back and directs Roomba towards the Zombies, delivering another Mog Bomb before they can separate, hitting all of them for fire damage before it whirrs away unscathed.]
Thank you, Roomba-san!
Rolled result: 5
Dante eyes the one aiming for Azusa and takes out one of his potions. With a quick Toss, the bottle is flung in the target's direction and shatters across its head. The healing effects of the potion are too much for the creature to deal with and the lingering spirit dissipates shortly afterward.
Unfortunately, that's enough time for another zombie to get close enough to the zora to take a swing at him. The surprisingly sharp scratch of its nails do cut across his arm, but shakes it off all the same.
The remaining two zombies seem intent on repeating the process with Ena and Red. A roll of 1, 2, or 3 will have you zombified! Get a roll of 4, 5 or 6 and you'll be fine.)
Result for next room: 2 for treat!
...but not before that zombie face-to-face with him managed to get off one last bite against his wrist. With his armor's outer layer peeled off to expose the energy ports, there's not enough protection to fully deflect the monster's virulent teeth; and by the time those coiling pulses of fire magic arc out and pierce through the zombies, incinerating them to motes of ash twinkling in the air.
Unfortunately, the damage had been done; and a notice sickly, greenish palor spread across Red's body. He grimaced, feeling like his own skin was... looser than usual. That can't be good. He hung his head frustrated sigh.]
uuuuughhhhh...
[Thankfully, even that inarticulate undead moaning clearly sounded like a familiar groan of dissatisfaction, so it was obvious that the zombified Red at least kept his delicious, delicious brains...]
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She sighs audibly when the zombies are reduced to ash, letting her guard down just enough for her to get YEETed. ]
Ow...
[ She gingerly touches her forehead where the empty can made contact. Stooping down, she collects it and examines this. Really? This is what they get? She tries to squeeze it, but the can keeps its shape.
Her attention is brought back to the matter at hand when she hears that familiar groan. She quickly glances towards the zora. ] Dante. [ There's command in her voice, as though saying take care of this guy as she nods at the victim. First a frog, now a zombie? Poor thing.
Since that's now Not Her Responsibilityâ„¢, she strides over to the other side of the room and glances up at the sign Preservation Room above the door. Sure. Sounds fun. She pushes it gently and it readily swings outward. What she wasn't ready for, though, was the enormous Chocobo Plushie sitting smack in the middle of the room, emergency light above it literally putting it in the spotlight. Thinking for a moment it was another enemy, Ena gasps in surprise, then calms when she realizes it's just a toy. She looks back at everyone else - Do you guys see this??? ]
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Dante. ♪
[She echoes Ena's sentiment, but her command comes with her outstretched hands. She waits for the holy water to be delivered to her before she can walk over and administer it to Red herself, the poor guy. Let's see...she's no really sure how this works, but drinking holy water doesn't sound like a wise thing to do.]
You poor thing. Please, close your eyes and let me help.
[She pours some of the water into her hand before tilting Red's face up, and then she splashes the water against him, and rinse and repeat until the zombie status is gone. She ignores the Chocobo Plush for now, slouching so she can look Red in the eyes.]
How are you feeling? Please come back to us.
Rolled another 1. Gonna skip this one
In the meantime, he's gonna take this time to check around the immediate vicinity. Might be something useful lying around, right? Might not. They're here to look around anyway, so might as well give it a chance. The zora perks up after seeing what looks like an out of place jewelry box and decides to give it a closer look.
Once it's in his hands, the box comes to life, teeth bared and trying to snap at an unimpressed Dante.)
Eh. All fake.
(The mimic is tossed over his shoulder before it can take a bite at him, flying through the air and colliding into a pile of dolls and repair tools with a satisfying crash and little response from the beastie.
He winds up looking over at where Ena is and finds the enormous plushie practically waiting under the spotlight. He smirks and gives an impressed whistle.)
Check out the fat chocobo. These things are pretty rare!
Roll of 6, opting for a CLUE
but, however out-of-it he may have seemed as he shambled along behind them, his eyes recalled a more familiar focus and intensity the moment Azusa stepped in front of him.]
...Guuhhhh...?
[He first barely even seems to register the water being flicked his way... but after a few splashes, he actually starts to wince at the touch of further 'doses', with the sickly, lifeless green shade quickly vanishing from his appearance, receding out from where the holy water struck him.
By the time he actually looked normal, he was blushing even under all that fur. A hand went to the back of his head, ostensibly to straighten out his hair and armor... but he did shyly avert his gaze for a moment alongside it.]
...I'm really eatin' the hits today, aren't I...
red's clues
She moves farther into the dark and peeks into the next room, which looks more like a technical area. Boxes, files, unrecognizable chemicals and contraptions all decorate the room, suggesting that this is where the real work in the museum takes place.
The rows of work tables are mostly empty, except for one. There's still one machine Ena isn't familiar with sitting on the table, a couple of tubes and petri dishes sitting near it. Not quite sure what that's supposed to be fore, she leaves it alone, hoping another one of her party members knows how to operate it without destroying private property. Instead, she reaches for the open file beside it. ]
...The Mog Doll?
DANGER DANGER DANGER
She laughs shortly at Ena's remark and withdraws her hand, straightening herself up.]
My, my. He is pretty important to our group, isn't he? Ufufu.
[And with that, she takes in the Chocobo moves over to join the others. Roomba-san has started to vacuum the floor in earnest. It's doing a pretty good job all things considered, the hardwood floor's starting to look a lot a nicer. Once she's closer, she sees something out of the corner of her eye and starts to wander into the next room, the Employee's only area, without making a single sound.]
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(The zora gives a fist pump towards Red (a seemingly natural gesture to zoras for some reason) before moving over to study the Mog Doll. Since he's currently working with the Chemist asterisk, Dante figures he'd be best off studying the doll and the chemicals lying around it. There's a moment of going through it all, including the file, and seeming...confused.)
This one's pretty strange, though. Made just like all the other dolls, but looks almost new. Can't tell if the plot's thickening or if this is just foreshadowing...
(Definitely something to keep in mind, either way. And once the others are ready to move on after this discovery, Dante will be tagging along with them.)
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doggone it, he couldn't remember. Oh well-- he's soon enough pulled from his mental fumbling by Roomba-san striking the side of his boot, and he hurries along to catch up with--]
...Azusa?
[Doggone it, he took his eyes off her for just a few seconds and-- wait, someone just went through that door, didn't they? Red tugs his goggles back down and hurries along behind the others.]
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[ She's about to say something more, but when she hears Red call for Azusa she knows something bad is up. She straightens and looks back the way she came and makes a beeline for where Red is...or, was. She sees one of the doors labeled EMPLOYEES ONLY swinging, and pushes in after them. ]