[the radio does crackle a little better, but they might need to do some fine tuning to make it crackle less and play more clearly. the thing about the lock is that yeah, jiji's sword could just hack it off. the hole looms ominously. perhaps it's a shortcut?
the map doesn't do much in the way of offering insight which way is fastest to the radio tower, though the one beyond the gate might be the most straightforward.
lights flicker and begin to go out in the houses around them the longer they wait. would they like to split up? or shall they stay together?]
[ Dokja with his own sword, but he contemplates the idea of splitting off as he puts the map away for now and rummages for his flashlight. ]
Splitting off would be perfectly fine if there was four of us. Since we would be able to do two and two. [ does bobchansan count as one ] So if we do that, it would mean one of us would be on their own.
[ He contemplates for only a moment. Like he already knew what to do if they go that route. ]
I can try the hole path, if the two of you want to go through the gate.
[ that or they stay together. choose wisely my friends.]
If we have but one map and no form of communication, would it be for the best if we separated? It is hard to discern just how dangerous this might be if others returned so badly mauled.
[that said now that aikawa has the radio, jiji will just go over to the gate and unsheathe his sword - slicing the lock off in one smooth motion before sheathing it again]
At the very least, both paths have been secured. What do you think, Aikawa and Bob-chan-san?
[ Tbf his last experience was very emotionally traumatising for him but also, he actually has very good reason for not wanting to be by either of the others. However he is a team player.
Hs points to Bobchansan as he asks this though and the chicken cluck squawks out of his Foote Bolle Hold, bouncing as a ball of feathers does towards the HoleTM. And getting in there before anyone can stop it.
Internally thinking 'why's it gotta be hole adventures every time...' ]
Ooookay. Hole it is.
[ That it is. Also I guess messing with the knob on Jiji's radio while moving, seeing if they can't find a different signal. ]
so bobchansan books it for the Hole, scuttling into the rocky face of the cliff possibly to never be seen again.
granted, the three of them are making a choice to chase after this bird for a reason, and one by one they begin to go into the rocky hole. as aikawa fiddles around with the radio, a new broadcast is heard inside the hole.]
"Yesterday, the remains of four bodies were discovered in two cars submerged west of -. How the cars got in the water, no one -"
[inside the hole, they walk further and let bobchansan run ahead, leading them into the opening of a cavern. it's dark, wet and echo-y, rocky paths splitting off in different directions both above and below them. a low thrumming noise echoes in their ears as a soft green light pulses elsewhere.
[ well, it's a good thing they looted some flashlights. which.. hopefully, has some battery in them, so Dokja will try and turn his own on to get a better view of the cavern.
fate is decided by a chicken... who could have done this. ]
We probably want to go up. [ rather than the.. paths below. maybe. this is not what he was expecting when they came in here, honestly.
where did poor bobchansan run into in here. where are the sounds of le clucking. ]
[ Internal dialogue: 'Is this where I'm at? Having my life choices dictated by a chicken?'
When he's in a better state, he'll find this way funnier. Right now though, he's half-spaced out, somewhat absentmindedly fiddling with the radio to try to keep the signal. Do tell us more about these drowned bodies, O Gamemaster Ty. ]
You guys can go get your chicken, I can go see what the light's about and come running back up the path.
[ Hopefully it emerges out into some nouveau riche weirdo's patio where he is gazing out wistfully under the judgmental eyes of T.J. Eckleburg. ]
bobchansan is clucking her way along a path heading upward, but she's not going so far that jiji can't keep up with her. the batteries in the flashlight are weak, but it's enough to shed a small amount of light so they can see where they're going. the cave begins to grow in size, wider and taller as they walk. aikawa is still fiddling with the radio, but instead of hearing more about these drowning bodies, the radio begins to make a noise.
the green light grows brighter, filling the entire cave and giving them a more clear image of their surroundings. the air around them seems to pulsate with every screech from the radio, red lights appearing above their heads. static-y electric blue flies overhead, beginning to form a shape. do any of them notice? great question.]
[ Dokja keeps his attention ahead, keeping the weak light on where they're going. don't need a misstep to happen and blindly stumble about in the dark.
but then that? green light? glows brighter? and honestly, it's a bit hard not to notice the red light above when it clashes with that green light. ]
What.. [ um. yeah. Dokja will notice those flies (???) and shine his flashlight on them. A SHAPE....?
someone is tempted to make a penis joke. it's not me. i refuse to scoop to that level but also ]
anyway mikazuki has this chicken now, and he will pat pat her head thoughtfully. he glances over at the radio and hums thoughtfully, wondering if that's ominous or something! maybe it is!]
It seems to be having quite a struggle...
[what does it smell like in here. like cave? ink? water?]
[ SAYS THIS HERE TOO FOR POSTERITY BUT IT'S A GREAT GATSBY REFERENCE... OK...
But anyway lovely, he'll listen to this white noise that the radio is making, still continuing to fiddle around just in case to see if he can't get a consistent signal as he I GUESS GOES DOWNWARDS I ASSUME ALONE since the other two got the chicken back. The lights don't bother him, which is great enough, but he'll also click on a flashlight and look at this and where it's maybe coming from. ]
[it smells like cave water and electricity, like the kind of smell you'd get right before a big lightning storm. as aikawa fiddles with the radio, the blue lines begin to connect together to form a large lotus flower, petals falling open and vibrating with the intensity of a livewire. even though he's separating from the other two, the light flashes in the cave and soon they hear even louder buzzing before there's a static crackle, pop, and bang as the flower explodes.
petals burst, falling gently and roping around the three of them regardless of their position in the cave. however, they don't have time to speak to each other before they feel a bolt of white-hot light run through them and they're ejected from the cave.
kim dokja finds himself wading in a shallow lake in front of a large mansion.
mikazuki finds himself on a sandy beach with bobchansan.
aikawa finds himself in the middle of the forest.
they are alone and cut off from one another, though they do each have a radio. all three of them also seem to have been mildly burned from the shock. oops.
maybe the other two should have grabbed a map after all?]
[ but oop, that mild burn. i mean, he's gone through worse, nothing like melting into crisp from a dragon's fire breath but ow nevertheless. ]
So much for not splitting up.... [ looking around and... well, gonna start with waddling out of this water with a squint at the mansion. it's a good thing he does have a map where the hell is this on the map, Dokja will look at it as he approaches the mansion.
how's this mansion looking... just as abandoned and creepy as the previous buildings? ]
[IS BOBCHANSAN OKAY? IS BOBCHANSAN OKAY??????? first thing jiji checks,]
He'd never forgive me...
[FRIED CHICKEN
anyway aside from that, what else is the beach like! any trails in the sand? anything on the ocean horizon? looking more inland, is it a bunch of trees or is it more like a little coast town. how inhabited is it.
mikazuki will fiddle with the radio again to see if it'll tell him any secrets]
[ Rolls moderately, tchs. I guess he just stumbles out to wherever this is instead of landing face-down. That being said... ]
Owww...! What the fuck!
[ There could be worse injuries but he shakes his head like a dog to try to clear it of ELECTRIC SHOCK WOES. Ouchies. A soft wheeze, taking off his mask where nobody can see him to wipe his face and check everything's in order, then get his head back in the game (ha ha). Except. ]
Where the fuck.
[ ...
Well, there isn't much he can gain from standing here, so he picks a direction and just starts walking. What's this forest like? Can he hear anything? Any lights, any sounds, a soft blow of wind? ]
[with their mild burns in-tact, the three of them begin on their own little quests. for kdj, who has a map, he will get the sense that he is all the way to the east of the map. if he jumped into the water, he would essentially float away from the island. goodbye.
but as he approaches the mansion he will get the sense that it's less creepy and abandoned and more modern, pristine, something to display and behold. the doors are wide open, gently inviting him in.
the beach has a lot of footprints, strangely enough. when jiji checks on bobchansan, the chicken is the only one who didn't get fried and she clucks in her confusion. me too bobchansan. out on the ocean horizon, there appears to be even more fog. it's a little coast, the beach itself flanked by rocky cliffs, caves, and a few wooden stairs and docks. fiddling with the radio though, he will hear something new.]
"There is no mercy, only justice."
[so that's nice. the beach appears to be a long sandy walk, but he can begin to wander if he would like.
meanwhile in the forest, aikawa is surrounded by thick, tall trees. it's fairly quiet, the fog chilly and damp. but as he begins walking, he will hear the sound of footsteps following after him from both his left and his right hidden in the trees.]
[ well it's a good thing he didn't float away from the island god damn also me like: where are we on the map ty: east me, with tears in my eyes and not knowing my directions: oh okay
it's probably not the best idea to go strolling in but. he may as well check it out. he'll set aside his items he had back into his totebag, before pulling out his own radio. is there a way to communicate with the other radios? who knows, but he may as well have it running in the background just in case.
he'll fiddle with it in the meantime as he makes his way inside the mansion. what we got here! i'm home!! ]
[excellent. fried chicken timeline averted. mikazuki will give the chicken a pet pet and laughs to himself as he begins to walk along.]
Ha ha ha... and whose justice?
[don't talk back to the radio, old man. but if there's a lot of footprints are there like. three sets. are they their own footprints. is jiji back at the beginning i don't remember if the ferry dropped them off on the beach.
[you are all the way in the bottom right of the map zetsu and now kdj is walking up to the mansion. as he enters, everything from the outside world goes extremely quiet. there are white walls and large windows, tile floors and pristine displays. art hangs on the walls, and pottery, statues and other such items sit on their display mounts through the hallway. there is a set of stairs at the end of the hall, along with two wings splitting off to other portions of the house.
as he walks and fiddles with the radio, he will find that he can't communicate with anyone, but he will hear something come through.]
"Known as the Mikazuki Munechika, this special sword was crafted by the legendary Sanjo Munechika. He was considered one of Japan’s most skilled swordsmiths in the Heian period (794 to 1185 CE). Munechika was so fond of his creation that he attached his name to it—in addition to the term mikazuki, which is the Japanese word for “crescent moon.”
[out on the beach, moon and chicken will walk along the sand. the fog begins to part as a full moon shines overhead. there are three sets of footprints, but it's hard to discern if they are their own or not. he follows, heading down the beach and approaching what looks like a recently put-out bonfire. the wooden stairs are ahead of him, along with a small fenced-off area. the footsteps appear to have gone behind this fence though. will the old man follow, or will he safely take the stairs?
aikawa, meanwhile, in the forest, has a bone.]
"Knock knock."
[it's a feminine voice somewhere behind him, but the footsteps stop at least? that's not how the joke goes, is it?
he doesn't see anything though. just the slowly encroaching fog.]
[ (zetsu voice) thank you ty i owe you my life. but also we are farther from radio tower? damn
Dokja spends a moment just looking around, squinting at the white walls and large windows but white doesn't necessarily scream danger. a specific kind of danger maybe, but he brushes it off. look at all this art... either someone is a collector or just really enjoys art galleries to have one of their own.
when the radio spews out that information, Dokja can't help but chuckle to himself. after all, he has seen a replica of the sword in mention before. ]
I did obtain a replica in a previous Scenario, though it doesn't live up to the real thing of course.
[ thanks for the jiji lore that he remembers reading up on plenty of times before. "i hate fiction" me too ty. anyways, Dokja will head up the stairs while glancing at the art pieces before heading along the first wing? the most left one? what else do we have here. ]
just kidding. jiji doesn't spit. he also doesn't care about doing things safely now that they're all split up! he's going to follow the footprints with his chicken
how recently put out was the campfire though? he will just walk a little more quickly to try to catch up with whoever left it, listening closely for either more radio communication or any other signs of life]
[ He already said 'who's there' so repeating himself seems redundant. He'll keep slowly walking in a direction, sticking one hand into his pocket as he does, the other one adjusting its grip on the flashlight. Since there is apparently nothing other than fog he will just keep heading along for now. ]
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I could pick it but I need the stuff to do that with. You don't happen to have lockpicking stuff, do you? Could scale it though, easy hup hup.
[ Sure, he'll take Jiji's radio and hold it up high where neither of them can reach. Does it crackle any better? ]
Could split up and try to meet up at the radio tower too.
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the map doesn't do much in the way of offering insight which way is fastest to the radio tower, though the one beyond the gate might be the most straightforward.
lights flicker and begin to go out in the houses around them the longer they wait. would they like to split up? or shall they stay together?]
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[ Dokja with his own sword, but he contemplates the idea of splitting off as he puts the map away for now and rummages for his flashlight. ]
Splitting off would be perfectly fine if there was four of us. Since we would be able to do two and two. [ does bobchansan count as one ] So if we do that, it would mean one of us would be on their own.
[ He contemplates for only a moment. Like he already knew what to do if they go that route. ]
I can try the hole path, if the two of you want to go through the gate.
[ that or they stay together. choose wisely my friends.]
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[that said now that aikawa has the radio, jiji will just go over to the gate and unsheathe his sword - slicing the lock off in one smooth motion before sheathing it again]
At the very least, both paths have been secured. What do you think, Aikawa and Bob-chan-san?
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[ Tbf his last experience was very emotionally traumatising for him but also, he actually has very good reason for not wanting to be by either of the others. However he is a team player.
Hs points to Bobchansan as he asks this though and the chicken cluck squawks out of his Foote Bolle Hold, bouncing as a ball of feathers does towards the HoleTM. And getting in there before anyone can stop it.
Internally thinking 'why's it gotta be hole adventures every time...' ]
Ooookay. Hole it is.
[ That it is. Also I guess messing with the knob on Jiji's radio while moving, seeing if they can't find a different signal. ]
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so bobchansan books it for the Hole, scuttling into the rocky face of the cliff possibly to never be seen again.
granted, the three of them are making a choice to chase after this bird for a reason, and one by one they begin to go into the rocky hole. as aikawa fiddles around with the radio, a new broadcast is heard inside the hole.]
[inside the hole, they walk further and let bobchansan run ahead, leading them into the opening of a cavern. it's dark, wet and echo-y, rocky paths splitting off in different directions both above and below them. a low thrumming noise echoes in their ears as a soft green light pulses elsewhere.
proceed? turn back? or something else?]
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fate is decided by a chicken... who could have done this. ]
We probably want to go up. [ rather than the.. paths below. maybe. this is not what he was expecting when they came in here, honestly.
where did poor bobchansan run into in here. where are the sounds of le clucking. ]
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I must retrieve the hen.. though I wonder where the light is emanating from.
[jiji will pick up the bird once she's in arm's distance that they're in the hole so ty doesn't have to lead us everywhere in the cyoa.....]
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When he's in a better state, he'll find this way funnier. Right now though, he's half-spaced out, somewhat absentmindedly fiddling with the radio to try to keep the signal. Do tell us more about these drowned bodies, O Gamemaster Ty. ]
You guys can go get your chicken, I can go see what the light's about and come running back up the path.
[ Hopefully it emerges out into some nouveau riche weirdo's patio where he is gazing out wistfully under the judgmental eyes of T.J. Eckleburg. ]
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anyway.
bobchansan is clucking her way along a path heading upward, but she's not going so far that jiji can't keep up with her. the batteries in the flashlight are weak, but it's enough to shed a small amount of light so they can see where they're going. the cave begins to grow in size, wider and taller as they walk. aikawa is still fiddling with the radio, but instead of hearing more about these drowning bodies, the radio begins to make a noise.
the green light grows brighter, filling the entire cave and giving them a more clear image of their surroundings. the air around them seems to pulsate with every screech from the radio, red lights appearing above their heads. static-y electric blue flies overhead, beginning to form a shape. do any of them notice? great question.]
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but then that? green light? glows brighter? and honestly, it's a bit hard not to notice the red light above when it clashes with that green light. ]
What.. [ um. yeah. Dokja will notice those flies (???) and shine his flashlight on them. A SHAPE....?
someone is tempted to make a penis joke. it's not me. i refuse to scoop to that level but also ]
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anyway mikazuki has this chicken now, and he will pat pat her head thoughtfully. he glances over at the radio and hums thoughtfully, wondering if that's ominous or something! maybe it is!]
It seems to be having quite a struggle...
[what does it smell like in here. like cave? ink? water?]
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But anyway lovely, he'll listen to this white noise that the radio is making, still continuing to fiddle around just in case to see if he can't get a consistent signal as he I GUESS GOES DOWNWARDS I ASSUME ALONE since the other two got the chicken back. The lights don't bother him, which is great enough, but he'll also click on a flashlight and look at this and where it's maybe coming from. ]
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petals burst, falling gently and roping around the three of them regardless of their position in the cave. however, they don't have time to speak to each other before they feel a bolt of white-hot light run through them and they're ejected from the cave.
kim dokja finds himself wading in a shallow lake in front of a large mansion.
mikazuki finds himself on a sandy beach with bobchansan.
aikawa finds himself in the middle of the forest.
they are alone and cut off from one another, though they do each have a radio. all three of them also seem to have been mildly burned from the shock. oops.
maybe the other two should have grabbed a map after all?]
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what the fuck? ]
..Teleportation?
[ but oop, that mild burn. i mean, he's gone through worse, nothing like melting into crisp from a dragon's fire breath but ow nevertheless. ]
So much for not splitting up.... [ looking around and... well, gonna start with waddling out of this water with a squint at the mansion. it's a good thing he does have a map where the hell is this on the map, Dokja will look at it as he approaches the mansion.
how's this mansion looking... just as abandoned and creepy as the previous buildings? ]
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He'd never forgive me...
[FRIED CHICKEN
anyway aside from that, what else is the beach like! any trails in the sand? anything on the ocean horizon? looking more inland, is it a bunch of trees or is it more like a little coast town. how inhabited is it.
mikazuki will fiddle with the radio again to see if it'll tell him any secrets]
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Owww...! What the fuck!
[ There could be worse injuries but he shakes his head like a dog to try to clear it of ELECTRIC SHOCK WOES. Ouchies. A soft wheeze, taking off his mask where nobody can see him to wipe his face and check everything's in order, then get his head back in the game (ha ha). Except. ]
Where the fuck.
[ ...
Well, there isn't much he can gain from standing here, so he picks a direction and just starts walking. What's this forest like? Can he hear anything? Any lights, any sounds, a soft blow of wind? ]
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but as he approaches the mansion he will get the sense that it's less creepy and abandoned and more modern, pristine, something to display and behold. the doors are wide open, gently inviting him in.
the beach has a lot of footprints, strangely enough. when jiji checks on bobchansan, the chicken is the only one who didn't get fried and she clucks in her confusion. me too bobchansan. out on the ocean horizon, there appears to be even more fog. it's a little coast, the beach itself flanked by rocky cliffs, caves, and a few wooden stairs and docks. fiddling with the radio though, he will hear something new.]
[so that's nice. the beach appears to be a long sandy walk, but he can begin to wander if he would like.
meanwhile in the forest, aikawa is surrounded by thick, tall trees. it's fairly quiet, the fog chilly and damp. but as he begins walking, he will hear the sound of footsteps following after him from both his left and his right hidden in the trees.]
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also me like: where are we on the map
ty: east
me, with tears in my eyes and not knowing my directions: oh okay
it's probably not the best idea to go strolling in but. he may as well check it out. he'll set aside his items he had back into his totebag, before pulling out his own radio. is there a way to communicate with the other radios? who knows, but he may as well have it running in the background just in case.
he'll fiddle with it in the meantime as he makes his way inside the mansion. what we got here! i'm home!! ]
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Ha ha ha... and whose justice?
[don't talk back to the radio, old man. but if there's a lot of footprints are there like. three sets. are they their own footprints. is jiji back at the beginning i don't remember if the ferry dropped them off on the beach.
he will follow the footprints anyway to verify]
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... Who's there?
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as he walks and fiddles with the radio, he will find that he can't communicate with anyone, but he will hear something come through.]
[out on the beach, moon and chicken will walk along the sand. the fog begins to part as a full moon shines overhead. there are three sets of footprints, but it's hard to discern if they are their own or not. he follows, heading down the beach and approaching what looks like a recently put-out bonfire. the wooden stairs are ahead of him, along with a small fenced-off area. the footsteps appear to have gone behind this fence though. will the old man follow, or will he safely take the stairs?
aikawa, meanwhile, in the forest, has a bone.]
"Knock knock."
[it's a feminine voice somewhere behind him, but the footsteps stop at least? that's not how the joke goes, is it?
he doesn't see anything though. just the slowly encroaching fog.]
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Dokja spends a moment just looking around, squinting at the white walls and large windows but white doesn't necessarily scream danger. a specific kind of danger maybe, but he brushes it off. look at all this art... either someone is a collector or just really enjoys art galleries to have one of their own.
when the radio spews out that information, Dokja can't help but chuckle to himself. after all, he has seen a replica of the sword in mention before. ]
I did obtain a replica in a previous Scenario, though it doesn't live up to the real thing of course.
[ thanks for the jiji lore that he remembers reading up on plenty of times before. "i hate fiction" me too ty. anyways, Dokja will head up the stairs while glancing at the art pieces before heading along the first wing? the most left one? what else do we have here. ]
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just kidding. jiji doesn't spit. he also doesn't care about doing things safely now that they're all split up! he's going to follow the footprints with his chicken
how recently put out was the campfire though? he will just walk a little more quickly to try to catch up with whoever left it, listening closely for either more radio communication or any other signs of life]
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[ He already said 'who's there' so repeating himself seems redundant. He'll keep slowly walking in a direction, sticking one hand into his pocket as he does, the other one adjusting its grip on the flashlight. Since there is apparently nothing other than fog he will just keep heading along for now. ]
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