[ sylvain shudders as the godawful sensation passes through him. how is he even able to feel anything like this? he can't move for a moment, and he looks down to see his arms flicker, their shape distorting.
now that this abomination has attacked, it means it's no longer between sylvain and the door. but instead of moving towards the exit, he tries to stay where he is. keeps himself between this monster and the other two. ]
[Estelle has her hand on the door. Just a little more... and she'll be free.
But just as she's about to open it, that voice reaches her ears, and she stops.]
No...
[She turns back to Sylvain... then wills herself to run to his side, defiant.]
No. We're leaving together. All of us.
[She can't physically pull him back towards the door, but if Sylvain can't shield her like he's trying to... he'll have to flee with the rest of them, won't he?]
[sylvain can't quite keep his form - it keeps glitching out, staticking in places. but he puts himself between the creature and the other two, and it's... brave. he gets the sense that someone is proud of him.
in front of him, the thing that was dimitri continues to contort, snapping and breaking. the static keeps threatening to break free, crawling out of every part of him, dripping from his eyes and ears and mouth as a creature pulls itself free from the prison of a flesh form. it blinks once as it emerges, and discards the form of what... was dimitri to the side, kicking it away.]
Not fun...
[it gurgles, watching as estelle and diluc take their places on either side of sylvain.
that pride extends - something warm wells up in all three of you now, something sweet. it's bonds, that save you. it's always love, it's always the human desire to reach a hand out, even when things are breaking all around you.
the creature opens its mouth and laughs. the beak clacks unsettlingly as it laughs, and it takes a step towards all three of them, crouching low to the floor. like a cat getting ready to pounce.
and then, suddenly - tentacles, long, thick, and disgusting - burst out of its back and fly out, winding like cords around them. these can touch them. and they do - they snap directly into and through the back of their necks. there's the unsettling sensation of being... connected. something plugging in, something pulling your consciousness away from you.
and everything goes black.
when you wake up, you are in a heap outside of envy's room, solid once more.
it's just that now all three of you have limbs that are made of bones. oops.]
[ it's upsetting and angering to see something so vile steal the form of his friend, but whatever pain he feels is soothed by the steady presence of estelle and diluc beside him.
for a moment, anyhow.
the tentacles strike, and sylvain can barely let out a noise of alarm before something digs into him, tethers him—
he groans when he wakes up, the balks when he notices the state of his body, and the other two's. ]
What the—
...Are you both okay? [ he frowns and tries to assess what the hell is happening here ] ...Do we get more of our bodies back, after we go through these doors?
[ he's super not keen on doing any more, but. it does look like they've all made some very visible progress. perhaps, a success...? ]
[ a brief moment of hope, shattered by a very hateful creature...frowns. it's fine. he doesn't like the feeling of being connected to some unknown force, but there's also not any time to process that...
when he wakes up, he looks down at his now two!! skeletal hands. neat!! (no) ]
You might me on to something there, Sylvain. These could be like a series of trials, meant for us to redeem ourselves, perhaps? Seems if we are able to overcome the sin, we progress forward.
[ he'd hate to find out what happens if they fail...like if he would have just left the others behind, back in envy. time to pick another door?? does anything look different out here?? ]
the room doesn't seem much different than before. it's quieter out here, something that might be startling to realize. the other room had been so oppressively silent that it'd almost been loud, in a way.
but it's peaceful out here. save for the scratching in the walls. pay no attention to that. there's almost a sense of melancholy, out here. you remember the ship, and how it felt like home - and how this place never did.
the other seven door still remain! up to them to pick where they'd like to go.]
[ he nods in agreement with diluc, and would hold estelle's skeleton hand with his own skeleton hand, but he thinks that would just upset her more... ]
Are you able to do another one, Estelle? We can rest for a little, if you'd like.
[ getting out of here is important, but he wants to make sure they're all ready before pressing onward. ]
[ diluc follows her gaze to the wrath door. the static is jarring, but there’s something to it that he understands?? or that also feels like the correct choice, though he can’t quite place it. ]
As long as we are together, I’m sure we can make it through. Let’s go for it.
[ he nods at the two of them, confident. they can do this. together. ]
they pick the wrath door. and it's similar to the last time - they walk into the room, but it isn't a bedroom. it's... a casino? a big, flashy casino, with slots and poker tables and everything in between. the door slams shut behind them, and immediately, a shadowy figure in a uniform that seems very similar to the one at the hotel scoots up to them, presenting a little tray with a bunch of alcoholic drinks on it.
... the weird thing is they're sitting on top of a VHS tape?
the casino is loud and overwhelmingly packed with ghostly figures that you don't recognize. what will you do?]
[ why... is there a VHS tape... sylvain definitely recognizes the media (thanks courtrooms), but has no idea if it's supposed to mean anything. (is there a tv/player around here for it? is the vhs tape labeled at all? i am going to spiral.)
he decides to take one of the drinks, holding it to (maybe) blend in, though he doesn't take a sip. ...yeah, having skeleton hands is really, unpleasantly weird. ]
Casino, huh...? Not sure what 'wrath' has to do with it. [ not that 'envy' really made sense, either.
he'll walk around to see if there's anything that stands out, while trying not to get separated from the other two by the shadowy crowds. ]
[Estelle looks around, eyes wide with curiosity at the flashy sights of the casino. She doesn't get to wander far before the shadowy figure approaches with the tray.]
Oh. Um, thank you...
[She takes one of the offered drinks. It seems rude not to? But she doesn't drink from it, and instead gives the VHS tape a questioning look.]
What is that...?
[It may be unclear if this question is for her companions, or for the server.]
[the server doesn't answer them! they just insistently push the tray towards the three of them until diluc picks up the tape. and when he does, the server just turns around and leaves. goodbye forever, sir.
getting a better look at the vhs reveals that it has the hotel logo on it. it seems important. maybe they will find something around here that can play it? or maybe not, who knows.
in any case - there seems to be a bit of a crowd around one table in particular. maybe that could be interesting.]
[Seeing that logo and also remembering the security room...]
It could be important... We'd better take good care of it.
[But Sylvain prompts her to look up and over at that table. Estelle just has this drink in her bony hand as she wanders over and tries to peek through a space between some onlookers. What's happening?]
[ diluc will tuck the tape away, til they can maybe fine something to play it(??). he also thinks of the security room...so definitely need to keep this thing safe.
in the meantime!!]
It's very lively, whatever it is.
[ he'll join them in looking into what's going on at this table!! ]
you can hear people around you in the crowd whispering, looking at each other surreptitiously. when they notice the three of you, however, they move out of the way, making room for you to push your way to the front. and when you are at the front, you're greeted with... well. a sight.
the creature from before, the horrible furby with long legs, sits on a stool behind a poker table set up. it is wearing clothes, this time, a snazzy little suit befitting a casino employee, and it is examining its nails. behind it are three more stools, with people sitting on them...
threemensit on these stools, gagged and bound. they're in various states of tattered - their clothes are ripped and bloody in places, and they seem to be leaking some sort of strange red static from their mouths as they watch the three of you approach. when they see you, they start to try and move off the stool, and then - scream, muffled, as something invisible seems to shock them back into place. the screams seem weird, somehow? very real, but... wet. weirdly wet, and not completely coherent.
the creature - the uwu, you know instinctively - waves at you, letting out a horrible mechanical laugh. and there's this sharp pain at the back of your neck for an instant, an electric shock.]
Pway game wif me. Now.
[it says idly, tapping at the table in front of it.]
[ his expression falls when he sees the captives—one of them a stranger, the other two all-too familiar. he can feel a mixture of dread and guilt clench in his chest—even if he doesn't really believe any of them to be here, something feels like it's their fault that they are.
he jolts when he feels something knife into the back of his neck, and he grimaces as he seats himself down at the table. ]
...I think we ought to do what it says. For now, anyway.
[Estelle's eyes widen at the sight of the three men, and without thinking, she lifts a hand to reach out to them... but stops when those screams reach her ears. There's something wrong about that sound -- something wrong about all of this...
That hand then flies to the back of her neck as a sudden pain shoots through it. She looks to the others with uncertainty, then moves to stand beside Sylvain. She doesn't sit right away, but instead faces the creature warily.]
[ diluc freezes in place, upon seeing the three men. two of them are familiar and one especially gets his attention...his eyes close as they scream, trying to ignore the horrid noises, only to open again when the sharp pain hits his neck. he winces.]
Do not let down your guard.
[ he'd love to just kill this thing, right here right now, but that would surely only end poorly...much like last time. for now he'll just have to play along, but not without staring it down first, as estelle addresses it.
once it answers, then he'll take a seat, across from sylvain. ]
[it seems like it could be poker. or a card game in general. the uwu slides a laminated piece of cardstock towards the three of them, and then picks up a deck of cards to start shuffling them.]
RULES: 1. Get higher or lower card than me 2. If you do you move on to the next round 3. If you don't, you face consequences
[it waits, expectantly, for them to all sit. and when it does, it taps the deck of cards it has placed down on the table. it takes one, and holds it, and then warbles: HIGHER.
the three of them are allowed to take a handful of cards, and place whatever they might think will be higher than the uwu's card. oocly, from now on, roll a d20 and include the number in your tag when you place the card! that will be your card that you have chosen.]
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now that this abomination has attacked, it means it's no longer between sylvain and the door. but instead of moving towards the exit, he tries to stay where he is. keeps himself between this monster and the other two. ]
What're you waiting for? Get out of here!
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But just as she's about to open it, that voice reaches her ears, and she stops.]
No...
[She turns back to Sylvain... then wills herself to run to his side, defiant.]
No. We're leaving together. All of us.
[She can't physically pull him back towards the door, but if Sylvain can't shield her like he's trying to... he'll have to flee with the rest of them, won't he?]
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Don't be stupid.
[ he joins her on sylvain's other side, looking over to him. ]
We came here together, so we're going to leave together.
[ they won't leave him behind.
diluc stares ahead at the monster. ]
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in front of him, the thing that was dimitri continues to contort, snapping and breaking. the static keeps threatening to break free, crawling out of every part of him, dripping from his eyes and ears and mouth as a creature pulls itself free from the prison of a flesh form. it blinks once as it emerges, and discards the form of what... was dimitri to the side, kicking it away.]
Not fun...
[it gurgles, watching as estelle and diluc take their places on either side of sylvain.
that pride extends - something warm wells up in all three of you now, something sweet. it's bonds, that save you. it's always love, it's always the human desire to reach a hand out, even when things are breaking all around you.
the creature opens its mouth and laughs. the beak clacks unsettlingly as it laughs, and it takes a step towards all three of them, crouching low to the floor. like a cat getting ready to pounce.
and then, suddenly - tentacles, long, thick, and disgusting - burst out of its back and fly out, winding like cords around them. these can touch them. and they do - they snap directly into and through the back of their necks. there's the unsettling sensation of being... connected. something plugging in, something pulling your consciousness away from you.
and everything goes black.
when you wake up, you are in a heap outside of envy's room, solid once more.
it's just that now all three of you have limbs that are made of bones. oops.]
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for a moment, anyhow.
the tentacles strike, and sylvain can barely let out a noise of alarm before something digs into him, tethers him—
he groans when he wakes up, the balks when he notices the state of his body, and the other two's. ]
What the—
...Are you both okay? [ he frowns and tries to assess what the hell is happening here ] ...Do we get more of our bodies back, after we go through these doors?
[ he's super not keen on doing any more, but. it does look like they've all made some very visible progress. perhaps, a success...? ]
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Estelle rises to her knees, and pulls back the sleeve of her robe with a gasp. Is this progress? It looks horrible.]
I... I don't know. What's happening to us...?
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when he wakes up, he looks down at his now two!! skeletal hands. neat!! (no) ]
You might me on to something there, Sylvain. These could be like a series of trials, meant for us to redeem ourselves, perhaps? Seems if we are able to overcome the sin, we progress forward.
[ he'd hate to find out what happens if they fail...like if he would have just left the others behind, back in envy. time to pick another door?? does anything look different out here?? ]
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the room doesn't seem much different than before. it's quieter out here, something that might be startling to realize. the other room had been so oppressively silent that it'd almost been loud, in a way.
but it's peaceful out here. save for the scratching in the walls. pay no attention to that. there's almost a sense of melancholy, out here. you remember the ship, and how it felt like home - and how this place never did.
the other seven door still remain! up to them to pick where they'd like to go.]
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Are you able to do another one, Estelle? We can rest for a little, if you'd like.
[ getting out of here is important, but he wants to make sure they're all ready before pressing onward. ]
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[Estelle stands now, gazing at the remaining doors thoughtfully.]
... Should we try "Wrath" next, perhaps?
I know it sounds especially dangerous... but there's something familiar about it... Wasn't that ███'s...?
[That strange static again. She shakes her head.]
I just think, maybe that's where we ought to go...
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As long as we are together, I’m sure we can make it through. Let’s go for it.
[ he nods at the two of them, confident. they can do this. together. ]
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they pick the wrath door. and it's similar to the last time - they walk into the room, but it isn't a bedroom. it's... a casino? a big, flashy casino, with slots and poker tables and everything in between. the door slams shut behind them, and immediately, a shadowy figure in a uniform that seems very similar to the one at the hotel scoots up to them, presenting a little tray with a bunch of alcoholic drinks on it.
... the weird thing is they're sitting on top of a VHS tape?
the casino is loud and overwhelmingly packed with ghostly figures that you don't recognize. what will you do?]
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he decides to take one of the drinks, holding it to (maybe) blend in, though he doesn't take a sip. ...yeah, having skeleton hands is really, unpleasantly weird. ]
Casino, huh...? Not sure what 'wrath' has to do with it. [ not that 'envy' really made sense, either.
he'll walk around to see if there's anything that stands out, while trying not to get separated from the other two by the shadowy crowds. ]
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Oh. Um, thank you...
[She takes one of the offered drinks. It seems rude not to? But she doesn't drink from it, and instead gives the VHS tape a questioning look.]
What is that...?
[It may be unclear if this question is for her companions, or for the server.]
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[ more static. his head hurts and he trails off a bit. weird.
he takes a drink from the server, not tasting it. he looks at the tape. ]
A tape of some kind? Perhaps there’s a recording on it.
[ diluc will just…pick the tape up, actually. and he’ll hold it for the other two to look more closely at. ]
Is there a place to watch it?
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getting a better look at the vhs reveals that it has the hotel logo on it. it seems important. maybe they will find something around here that can play it? or maybe not, who knows.
in any case - there seems to be a bit of a crowd around one table in particular. maybe that could be interesting.]
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Looks like there might be something going on over there.
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It could be important... We'd better take good care of it.
[But Sylvain prompts her to look up and over at that table. Estelle just has this drink in her bony hand as she wanders over and tries to peek through a space between some onlookers. What's happening?]
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in the meantime!!]
It's very lively, whatever it is.
[ he'll join them in looking into what's going on at this table!! ]
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you can hear people around you in the crowd whispering, looking at each other surreptitiously. when they notice the three of you, however, they move out of the way, making room for you to push your way to the front. and when you are at the front, you're greeted with... well. a sight.
the creature from before, the horrible furby with long legs, sits on a stool behind a poker table set up. it is wearing clothes, this time, a snazzy little suit befitting a casino employee, and it is examining its nails. behind it are three more stools, with people sitting on them...
three men sit on these stools, gagged and bound. they're in various states of tattered - their clothes are ripped and bloody in places, and they seem to be leaking some sort of strange red static from their mouths as they watch the three of you approach. when they see you, they start to try and move off the stool, and then - scream, muffled, as something invisible seems to shock them back into place. the screams seem weird, somehow? very real, but... wet. weirdly wet, and not completely coherent.
the creature - the uwu, you know instinctively - waves at you, letting out a horrible mechanical laugh. and there's this sharp pain at the back of your neck for an instant, an electric shock.]
Pway game wif me. Now.
[it says idly, tapping at the table in front of it.]
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he jolts when he feels something knife into the back of his neck, and he grimaces as he seats himself down at the table. ]
...I think we ought to do what it says. For now, anyway.
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That hand then flies to the back of her neck as a sudden pain shoots through it. She looks to the others with uncertainty, then moves to stand beside Sylvain. She doesn't sit right away, but instead faces the creature warily.]
What would you have us do...?
[She looks at the table. It's poker...?]
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Do not let down your guard.
[ he'd love to just kill this thing, right here right now, but that would surely only end poorly...much like last time. for now he'll just have to play along, but not without staring it down first, as estelle addresses it.
once it answers, then he'll take a seat, across from sylvain. ]
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RULES:
1. Get higher or lower card than me
2. If you do you move on to the next round
3. If you don't, you face consequences
[it waits, expectantly, for them to all sit. and when it does, it taps the deck of cards it has placed down on the table. it takes one, and holds it, and then warbles: HIGHER.
the three of them are allowed to take a handful of cards, and place whatever they might think will be higher than the uwu's card. oocly, from now on, roll a d20 and include the number in your tag when you place the card! that will be your card that you have chosen.]
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