Event || A History of Light and Darkness

[eternitymods]

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.

Comments

sounds good!

[geckoman]

Oracle, Joker, and Panther. Got it.

[As for freaking out, he lifts a brow her way. Freak out? The hell does he have to...

Ah. That would probably do it for a normal person.

Then again, he guesses most people don't get check ups from half spider women upon arrival to this place. His tolerance for weird is almost shockingly high at this point.

So, he just messes around with the candy stick in his mouth before just going...]

Huh. Neat.

well!! in addition to whatever they may give us— :3c

[masqueraid]

( you guys he was obviously helping?! but the codename fit, and iwai seemed to be taking it all in stride— which is how ren pretty much pictured this going down.

with futaba busy for the moment his posture seems to relax as he shrugs. )

Oracle's specialty is intel and support.

( like that somehow explains her sudden ufo abduction.
but as for what she mind find once she activates her skill, well...
the dinging of a clock seems to chime in the distance, and although louder and much more pointed for futaba in her persona, the others in the group can hear the bells in the distance. maybe you've been keeping track, or maybe you've lost count, but there's a distinctive, loud finality to the 25th chime.

that's right, 25th.
anyone of the group wearing a watch or consulting their imog for the time will discover that the clock has struck 25:00. the multi-media room takes on a dark, ominous green glow.

welcome to the dark hour. )

pops in!

[ladytakamaki]

[ yeah, ann digs her black mage gear a lot more than her phantom thief outfit. ] Okay, Gecko it is.

[ it's pretty weird to have an adult on the team now, but hey, iwai's a cool one. and if ren trusts him, so does ann. futaba seems fine with this too. so...it's all good!

well. okay. not entirely.

because when the final chime goes off and everything starts glowing, ann's guard immediately goes up again. she takes on a defensive stance, looking to the others (especially futaba) for some answers. ]

H-Hey, what's going on?!

At some point mods said we could find a Treat with Area Scan but first, reactions

[promiselisting]

[ The scan runs as the clock chimes onwards, hour by hour. She pulls up the 2D map she's already gotten from the pamphlet in front of her, and next to that display, the 3D image from the Area Scan pulls up. She should see about integrating the two.... Not a huge amount of note yet, but- oh, that looked promising.

The enemy readings (and there were enemies here) were weirder though, constantly winking in and out of existence, all so difficult to pin down. Except... as soon as the clock rings that 25th time, something about them changes. They're still flickering, but the readings are suddenly a lot more familiar. She hesitates, then speaks up. ]

Joker...? I'm getting Shadows.

[masqueraid]

( the sound of the clock was ominous enough, but it was futaba's information that really threw him off... )

Wah...?

( shadows? here? they'd gotten that information about what had happened to that other world, the one that was also somehow connected to vaikuntha— shadows had manifested there, too. could this be because of that, or...?

he quickly put himself in front, getting into a ready position— ) In that case, we'll know just how to beat them.

( once they show up, that is. but there's something else that will show up on futaba's scan, as well... )

Let's go!

[geckoman]

[Something tells him this is a bad time to ask what the hell Shadows are.

But apparently the kids know what that means so Iwai just focuses on getting his gun out. May as well at this point, right?]

I'm going to assume those things can be shot then.

[Because hey. It's what he's got.]

[masqueraid]

( there's a wry grin at that— ) I think we'll be able to have a little more fun with them than just that.

( but as soon as joker got to running, it seemed that this strange little time-space vortex they'd wandered into began to change. it wasn't wholly unlike going through the Nav into the Metaverse, but with an added... heaviness to the air. )

We'll re-group after we've had the chance to pick the place apart. ( the generously sized multi-media room shifted into something darker before his eyes. he closed them for a moment, feeling the familiar ping of his third eye somewhere around the next few corners... )

Gecko, with me.

( he'll take the rookie. )

[geckoman]

Sure.

[Iwai has no problem coming after Ren...Joker. Code names are great and all but he's going to have to take a moment to get used to all this. At least the logic makes sense to him.

Getting out a gun, he makes sure it's ready to go before moving in behind the kid. He'll be better if he's got the range for this and he knows it.]

ugh im so sorry, i've laid up with an illness the past two weeks u_u

[masqueraid]

( there's a quick extension of his hand as he comes to a sudden stop, on the edge of a corner where a newly-formed corridor has formed. there's a knowing look that he casts iwai's way— he can sense something in the darkness beyond.

slowly, carefully, he peers around the edge, and even quieter, seems to invite his new team mate over. ) Just there— ( he whispers from his crouched spot— ) a Shadow.

( you know, that thing futaba had mentioned? time for a trial by fire, apparently. )