Plot || The Star Wars Vaikuntha Special

[hatejakku]

Who: Open
When: June 8-14
Where: Everywhere
What: The race for the crystals is on!!
Warnings/Notes: OOC Post


Crystals have fallen out of the Dream Width in a beautiful meteor shower and scattered all over the world! Due to their origins and mysterious properties, the Curti Center is interested in gathering as many as they can for researching purposes. To incentivize the public in helping out, O'aka has donated a few silver coupons to those top few who collect the most crystals. There's also a rumor that the one person (or more if there's a tie) who collects the most, wins something marvelous and mysterious~

The hunt for these crystals have taken storm across Vaikuntha and they're suddenly worth a lot. It's all anyone talks about anymore! The locals have gone crazy with it! If you weren't interested to begin with, surely the madness that is this new fad has sunk its teeth in. Besides, who knows what the crystals can actually do? Are they gifts? Curses? Dust collectors? Only one way to find out.

NAVIGATION
❄️ Snow	🔎 Shadow	🔥 Flame	🌼 Flower	☔ Rain	☀️ Sun	❤️ Love	🌵 Arrow
🎭 Sword	🎶 Chime	👻 Grey	🥚 Egg	✉️ Chrome	🏁 Rainbow	🐹 Plasma

LEADERBOARD
Character	| Crystals
Klonoa	| 08 ❄️🔎❤️🌵🎭👻✉️🐹
Kuja	| 07 🔎🌼🎭🎶👻✉️🐹
Frisk.bin	| 06 🔎☔🌵🎭✉️🐹
Uendo	| 05 ❄️🔎🎶✉️🐹
Corrin	| 04 ☔❤️🌵🎭
Red	| 03 🌵🎭✉️
Okuyasu	| 03 ❄️🌼🐹
Tyzias	| 02 ❄️🐹
Megatron	| 02 🌼🐹
Maul	| 02 👻🏁
Sephiroth	| 02 🌼✉️
Naoto	| 02 ❤️✉️
Adrien	| 01 ❄️
Castor	| 01 ✉️
Selphie	| 01 🌵
Pidge	| 01 🥚
Minimus	| 01 🌵
Kenichi	| 01 🐹
Papyrus	| 01 🔎
Naomi	| 01 🌼
Ovelia	| 01 🌼
Asriel	| 01 🎭
Kanji	| 01 ❤️

Comments

[hatejakku]

As soon as the house got Sephiroth inside, the door slammed shut behind him, locking.

The light doesn't diminish, though. It's just practically in his face, a heat radiating from it. There's disembodied laughter echoing off the walls, a chatter of voices speaking amicably.

Then something crashes in the room to his right and the voices drop silent.

[neverbeamemory]

That'd do it.

The door slam behind resounded pretty much all the way through him and immediately Sephiroth turned on the spot, Masamune instantly lifted and ready for combat in a millisecond. He stood blinking in the bright light at the closed door before attempting first to kick it back open; it became obvious very quickly that it had been locked.

Before long Sephiroth was squinting in the brightness, perhaps imagining that it was a great deal hotter than it really was, he turned back towards the rest of the room, trying without success to pin down any one direction that laughter was coming from, the chatter that -for all he knew- might just be in his own head.

That he was being made to think was all in his head.

The adrenaline quickly helped him to regain his focus though; not so startled the second time as something nearby sounded like it suddenly fell onto the floor. Defensively he shifted to his left as in the pregnant silence he looked for what had apparently fallen over.

[hatejakku]

Nothing had fallen over. Nothing was broken or on the floor or anything.

To Sephiroth's right, there is a hallway with no doors. It has a couple of landscape portraits, a small little table with nothing on it, and a bend at the end that goes off in a direction unseen. There's light pouring from this direction.

[neverbeamemory]

Ominous much?

Sephiroth's already made the decision when he stepped through into this building though, and even if he wanted to go back it wasn't possible now. But he'll take a couple of deep breaths in the meantime before slowly, ever cautiously proceeding down the hallway towards the light cascading around that corner at the end.

Slowly enough, so that he can take careful stock of the pictures and the barren small table on his way past.

[hatejakku]

The pictures are blurry. There are images there, one can tell, but it seems to look at it straight on. Same for the contents on the small table. Things are there yet not there.

When Sephiroth turns the corner, he'll find a hallway with no doors... It has a couple of landscape portraits, a small little table with nothing on it, and a bend at the end that goes off in a direction unseen. There's light pouring from this direction.

If he were to look back where he came, he'd seem the same image. The room he entered the house isn't there. Perhaps... he'd gotten lost?

[neverbeamemory]

Sephiroth had already proceeded halfway down the next hallway before his logic caught up, perhaps he'd been too distracted considering exactly the physics behind the images in the pictures, the strange sense of there but not there that's just mind-boggling.

This is the same hallway, the same pictures, the same table. He looks back at pretty much a mirror image of the same layout before him as behind him and soon enough the frown follows. With his vast knowledge and experience in illusions, Sephiroth ends up with his arms pulled up folded as he runs through ways to smash this one apart.

Slowly again trying to run through the details he could work out, rather than things he couldn't see.

"You might as well come out, I'm obviously not going anywhere."

He'd heard the laughter before, he's certain of it. Something is controlling this...vision?

[hatejakku]

The laughter reappeared but only for a brief moment before the walls began to move. They seemed to bubble and warp until it finally lumps of it just started closing in.

It was hands. It was as if hands were pressing against the wallpaper, reaching out for Sephiroth. The lights flickered, threatening to go out.

[neverbeamemory]

The laughter had already started to chip against Sephiroth's stern resolve before; now stuck in a mirrored corridor with his arms folded and a tinge of uneasiness begins to shiver its way down his back regardless of attempts to control it. Instead, that feeling was forced inwards, better to fuel his forever-simmering hatred and anger.

A bitter pill to swallow, as the very walls began to warp around him. Sephiroth turned Masamune forwards -mindful of the limited space; vertical movements were key here- and instantly slashed out at the first hands that got too close to him.

[hatejakku]

The walls themselves seemed to hiss in pain, all of the hands flinching back, fingers curling in impossible ways from the pain.

Something shiny threatens to spill out from the cut, a rock or... a crystal? And while the house is apparently distracted, the way Sephiroth came in is fixed, leading back to the front door again.

But it doesn't take long for the hands to regain themselves and lunge forward, trying to grab him.

[neverbeamemory]

What's that-

Forever keen of eye, especially given that the hands all recoiled back at the same time, Sephiroth spotted the shiny object as one might see since a winking star in the night sky. Expanding his attention outwards, the clear way out also seemed to become apparent in that instant.

He aims another propeller-like slash at the hands as they start to recover, turning his arms around his head to get the swing needed at the narrow-angle again with his sword; perhaps this time -should they recoil again similarly- he'll have enough time to grab at that object and make a sprint for the door.

[hatejakku]

The hands did recoil again, flinging themselves against the wall and retreating completely for a moment, long enough for one to swipe at a shiny object peering through the tears.

Further down the hall, the floor begins to move in a wave, hands springing up from the carpet and surging for Sephiroth. The way out is clear, for now.

[neverbeamemory]

He wasn't going to miss the opportunity this time, as soon as the shiny object is visible Sephiroth is ready for it; instantly clutching out to bring it, his hand and arm immediately back into his chest.

Masamune is twisted and turned back behind him as he makes a sprint for the clear exit; he's not about to tempt fate looking back.