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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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But the part she's most horrified is how readily Azusa bows down to this creature. ] Azusa! [ It's a half-whisper scold, and she slowly approaches to grab her friend's arm. Get up, get up! ]
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MILADY, THY ADORATION SHALL NOT GO UNNOTICED! PERHAPS I SHALL MAKE THEE A GENERAL OF THE HIGHEST RANKING IN MY NEW WORLD ORDER AND CRAFT THEE AN HONORARY POMPOM, KUPO!
[He holds out a stubby arm, an offering of his power and might.]
JOIN ME, AZUSA, AND I SHALL MAKE THEY FACE THE GREATEST IN ALL OF VAIKUNTHA!
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[She gently pats Ena's arm, giving her a smile. Please let her try this. Please? She kneels back in front of the Good King.]
My, my. I'd love an honorary pompom. Moogles are wonderful, aren't they? But you already know that. And you know, King Moggle Mog, I'm going to have to turn you down. I want to have power and strength in my own way, at my own pace, but it wouldn't mean anything if I don't earn it myself.
[But she holds out her hand instead, not reaching for his own unless he decides it's okay.]
Why don't we join together as friends instead? I still adore you, and I could use your help solving the mysteries of this place. Would you consider coming with me, Good King Moggle Mog? I'd be forever in your debt~.
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He knows what Azusa is trying to do; however, he doesn't know if it'll work. It can backfire pretty hard, but at the very least, Red's standing guard. The zora...actually isn't totally sure what to do here.
When all else fails, play it by ear, right? The most he can do right now is let her give this a try but keeping himself on standby. He just hopes Azusa will have as much Prescience on the false moogle's actions as the time mage.)
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Azusa, I don't think he's gonna...!!
[Well. If the Dragon King's Beauty was going to prostrate herself before the Mog-Emperor, it was all Red could do to play retainer, and beat back his own urge to strike first.]
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So slowly, she lets go of Azusa's arm, and with her gaze still trained on the moogle, she deliberately stands up, and takes a cautious step back to be in line with the others. Her hand clutches her staff. Just don't get them killed...! ]
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THOU HAST MISUNDERSTOOD. PERHAPS A DEMONSTRATION OF WHY I SHALL BE THE DARK RULER OF VAIKUNTHA RATHER THAN SETTLE FOR MERE FRIENDSHIP WILL CONVINCE THEE, KUPO. BEHOLD! WITNESS MY POWER, AZUSA, AND TREMBLE!
[Moggle Mog holds up his Scepter and casts a Psychic Attack on Dante, Red, and Ena. The tormented cries of Moogles pierce their minds, inflicting damage on them from within.]
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King Moggle Mog-san!
[She lifts her hand and slaps the doll hard across the face, hard enough to send him rolling across the room if he doesn't brace himself.]
I think you misunderstood me. My offer to be friends was not weakness. You are not allowed to freely hurt the people I care about.
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Pretty sure he ain't in the mood for reasoning. Mind if we settle this properly now?
(That's said through a grunt and a hand resting on his forehead, notably wincing as the psychic attack slowly fades away. Dante's thinking Ena might especially want to take a few good whacks at the doll and encourages her to move with Haste in doing so. See why he was so nervous about this guy now?)
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...But she wasn't. Instead, she was smacking that smug animogtronic jerk across the face. Served him right for thinking her warm smile was for a lack of bite.
It was enough to leave Red grinning by the time he'd raised his weapons. It was a bit cramped- not to mention a bit early- to begin laying into that freakish doll with his big guns, but there were few problems that a generous application of •Ice Bullets couldn't solve. And after the good king sent that weird magic attack through the party, it was time to drop speaking softly and bring out the big stick.]
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But it wasn't like she was going to think, anyway, because the panic plus Dante's Haste sends her into a frenzy. With a swift motion of her arms, she sends the heavy desk sitting to the side of the room flying with Telekinesis into the great King Moggle Mog, then immediately follows up with a splash of Demi on him. Efficiency and consequence don't cross her mind at all. The anger, the panic, the urgency is just dictating her to do something. ]
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Thus thou standest with mine enemies, Azusa? I shall kill thee as well!
[To make his point, Moggle Mog summons a giant Kupo nut that falls on top of Azusa.]
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[But, oh no! A giant kupo nut! It looms over Azusa, ready to strike, but instead bounces off of the barrier Red's Cover created. It lands on him instead, crushing him to the floor along with a little of his dignity. Seriously, what kind of attack is a giant kupo nut? Even Azusa is a little unimpressed by the not-so-good-'king.']
Eh? What was—Red?
[She reaches for her iMog slate and actives Astrologian, and Roomba-san disappears, her Puppeteer's outfit replaced with the familiar robes. This wastes her turn, but she walks over to at least push the Kupo Nut away.]
What kind of attack was that? Are you alright?
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Still, Azusa's gonna need a little time so she doesn't draw the moogle's aggression towards herself. The time mage rubs his hands together and focuses his magic on the doll itself. A moment of channeling is dedicated to vibrating the molecules to the point of Combustion and detonating part of the doll, if not the doll in its entirety.)
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[Donk.
His maneuver to cover his allies paid off!... in a way. He was bracing for an attack after all that build-up, and it wasn't as though Red wouldn't rather have taken that nut to the dome than let it drop on Azusa. But somehow, Red couldn't help seem a bit ticked off all the same.
Maybe it was because this was the THIRD kupo nut he had taken to the face this week. Was he going to have to start wearing an eyepatch or something?!]
ughhh...
[A blink, a grateful nod to Azusa for her aid, and he rose back to his feet, armor and all. Right. Now he was getting steamed. He'd just toss a quick •Magitek Force onto himself to tide him over while he planned out the best way to crush this creepy little king they were up against.]
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Wow. He's having a pretty bad day, huh.
Everyone's attention on Azusa and Red leaves a pretty big opening for all of them to get hurt, so Ena quickly casts Copies, and three more Enas appear surrounding the Good King Moggle Mog. Hopefully, that'll confuse him enough to buy them enough time to get themselves together. ]
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Thou behavest as a knight, then thou shalt die as a knight, kupo!
[He waves his scepter and summons a Moogle wearing Ranger garb. Wordlessly, she pulls back her bow and fired an arrow at Red, disappearing into smoke immediately after.]
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No one is going to die on my watch. It's not too late to apologize, Moggle Mog.
[She's stopped using the word 'King' because she doesn't quite think it's worth being polite anymore.]
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(Red, you're an honest to god trooper and Dante's of the opinion that you deserve to kick this guy's butt the most. That's why he's prepping you up with another Haste to show him how knightly you are.)
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And he'd had enough.]
You think I'm goin' down to the likes of you?! Get it through your tiny little head!!
[The flexible metallic fingers of the DAHAK's arm tightened into a fist as a faint whine began spinning up from inside the its core. A flicker of arcane energy glowed through the seams of its armor plates.]
Once I get to work...
[And, as all that power shunted itself into the rear of his mecha's frame, a set of thrusters on its backside suddenly snapped open and sprung to life, the soft whine of electricity was drowned out by a roar of engines.]
There's just no stopping me!
[With a final booming rush of air, Red's magitek armor literally rocketed forwards, and the actual impact of the DAHAK's fist against the 'King' was thundrous enough to rattle the museum's windows. Against an enemy that size, it might even have seemed excessive. But after taking those blows to to the brain and to the face? He was more than happy to put a little flourish on his regicide.
Following with a more graceful swoop back from his own attack, the engines steadied a more mild burn that 'merely' kept the DAHAK nimbly in midair. And since that doll was now hopefully half-embedded in the far wall of the room, Red wasted no time in making the most of his own boosted speed and sending one last bolt of dazzling blue energy into the Moogle-doll-- one last little •Magitek Judgement to drive the point home.
And even if it actually lived through the assault? Oooh, Red felt better after doing all that.]
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How presumptuous of thee! Thou drainest my power and disrupt the reforming of my magnificent and majestic body the entire month, and now you seek allegiance? Kupo! I fall not for your petty--
[At this moment, Red's Melody strikes Moggle Mog from the side, pressing him against the wall violently enough that the seams at his side burst. Stuffing poked out of the doll's sides while he wiggles his royal appendages in an effort to pull out. Unfortunately for him, the second attack struck him in the back, nearly cutting his body in half.
King Moggle Mog loosens himself out of the hole in the wall, and his lower half hags by an inch of fabric. Stuffing pours out while he flutters away.]
Look at what thous hast done to me! Mine fluff! Mine fluff! [As nobly as one can when nearly sawed in half, Moggle Mog Flees the battle, floating out of a window.]
I swear I shall enact swift and bloody vengeance, kupppoooo...!
[The Curator's Office can now be entered.]
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Did he just finish off a famously-powerful foe with a rocket punch?
DAHAK's feet touch the floorboards. The music fades. The rush abates. Did his teammates see that?! Furballs, he had to put one last little flourish on the deed and pull off a one-liner, quick--!!]
...Knight takes king.
[Yessss]
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Everyone holdin' together?
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The zora's motionless, blinking a few times as he makes the automatic switch back to Chemist. He's just. Gonna get a Mega Potion going to help refresh everyone after that.)
Yeah...yeah, I think we're good.
(He'll give Red a pat on the shoulder. Good work, buddy. Seriously, he's kind of. Awestruck.)
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[She turns from the window to the door.]
I think someone's inside. Did anyone else hear them?
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