[This is fine? Everything is fine. She is absolutely making a disgusted noise as she notices the damp floor, wiping her hands on her dress and squinting into the darkness. The something is in her bra. It is not in her vagina. She is going to reach into her bra and pull the thing out like Takeru isn't here BECAUSE IT IS NOT IN HER VAG LET ME LIVE]
[ i can't believe sheila just pulled something out of her vagina in front of god and everyone
vira grimaces as she pulls herself up, feeling very gross and now very cold—her first instinct is to protect the candle's flame from the wind, cupping it gently as she takes a look around. ]
Harrow picks herself up, dizzy, but immediately defensive, looking at the others around her with suspicion. But - seeing Vira, and then Takeru, sets her a little more at ease. That is, until she reaches and realizes what's missing, and goes a little feral.]
Where is it? Where? If you've taken it, I will not rest until I've rendered you to ash and crushed you beneath my boot!
[While she's freaking out and looking around for the mystery item I guess in the process she'll probably check her pocket.]
it's very cold, and all four of them can't seem to get into a position that stops the wind from freezing them through. fortunately, when they look in their pockets, they find a lighter! it's just a simple little thing, black and plain. but when they light it, they feel just a little warmer.
the thudding noise gets louder above them for a second, rattling intensely as the wind picks up - it almost sounds like metal banging against metal. the room is still dark, but with all four lighters they can see that there's water on the floor in random puddles, and that nearby, there is what seems to be a large wooden pillar.]
[Sheila startles when Harrow begins to yell, before she lets out a long exhale and brings a hand up to her mouth, nipping at a finger and then dropping it immediately.]
... You might have to save the death threats for later. I don't think whoever brought us here stuck around to watch us wake up.
[God, this sucks.
Picking herself up from the floor, she holds the lit lighter out to try and get a better sense of their bearings. The pillar is the most obvious thing, so that's what she approaches. Is there anything special about this wooden pillar, or is it just vibing...? Are any other details visible on the floor or above her as she moves?]
[ this is the most emotional he has ever seen harrow, but sheila speaks before he can. which is fine, since whatever he would have said would have been more rude.
while sheila approaches the creepy pillar, sasazuka will use the lighter to try to look up above to see if he can? see whatever is making the noise up there? ]
[She is! She is upset. But Sheila's response is at least sensible, and not extremely rude like Sasazuka. So she'll. Help, getting out her lighter to shine the light around while still sulking.]
They've taken my sword. . . I must have it returned.
[Anyway, y'all grabbed the main things mentioned in the thread so she will just. Try to use the lighter to look beyond the darkness, walking slightly in the direction of the pillar to see if there's anything else they can find.]
[the closer sheila gets to the pillar, the more she can see that it is... a chair. a very large chair. the pillar is a leg that is twice her height. it's just vibing in the middle of this room.
the floor is metal, so there are definitely rusty spots here and there where the water seems to have been sitting for a while. the water seems to be dripping down from the ceiling, based on what they can see. unfortunately it's not bright enough for takeru to see what's on the ceiling, but all four of them can kind of make out other objects now.
there's a pile of books, all completely waterlogged, but like the chair, they're just a bit too big. they're about half the size of sheila. a bunch of metal shelving sits on the floor across the room, as well as a few cardboard boxes, all similarly sized as the chair and books. just a little bit too big.]
[WHY IS EVERYTHING SO FUCKING BIG. NOW SHE IS DEFINITELY BITING HER FINGER.]
Guys, I have a question. Did we shrink... or is this furniture for a giant?
[Speaking of that giant chair, though. Is the seat itself within view with their baby light? Or will they have to stack on each other like clown jenga to see?]
it takes sasazuka a few seconds to accept that, yes, this is what he is seeing right now. he is going to walk slowly to the pile of books and try to?? read what the titles are, if it's visible. ]
I'm not really sure which option is worse. What is this place? Are we on a different floor?
[ She shoots Harrow a sympathetic look over the loss of her swordkun before staring at all this strange, gigantic furniture. ]
I haven't the faintest. Whatever the case, we should probably avoid drawing the attention of whoever lives here.
[ Did someone knock them out again and bring them somewhere new? This doesn't feel like an indulgence, though. She goes ahead a bit to check out the shelving, to see if anything's on it. ]
[they can see the seat itself, there's no need for four man clown jenga. maybe two man clown jenga. as she's checking out this chair, sheila can see there is a door that is twice the size of the chair pretty close by. the door has a handle.
the pile of books are really wrecked by water, but if sasazuka squints he can likely make out some words from one of them:
hands ient food po my butt ns me gay
as he's reading this fascinating piece of literature, vira is checking out the shelves, and there's definitely something there. a black sort of goo drips off the top shelf down to the floor, bit by bit. in multiple places, too, it's really all over the shelving unit.
[SHOUTY BUT WHISPERING. Because she is not rude enough to ignore suggestions. She will take a look around the leg chairs and under the seat as well, but...]
I think I can give someone a boost and reach the top of this chair, too. Might be something up there. You never know what could fall out of someone's giant butt pocket.
[ sasazuka reads what he can make out. blinks. rereads. wonders if today he lost his ability to read? then just walks away from the books to where sheila is. ]
There was nothing useful about the books, they're too damaged.
[ but uh he will walk over to sheila to help out since he's the tallest one here, even though apparently it's not by fucking much since THEY'RE ALL SO SHORT THIS IS A HORRIBLE CYOA FOR THIS GROUP ]
[ reading 'since he's the tallest one here' gave me psychic damage. anyway unfortunately vira will not eat the goo, but she'll try to identify it. is it like... oil? is there anything identifiable underneath the goop?
since harrow is the lightest she'll leave those three to jenga. ]
[Well, wait. First, since Sasazuka said there wasn't anything useful to be gleaned from the books, Harrow will saunter over to look at them and see if she can figure it out. After a moment - ]
It is nonsense, but easily decipherable if you put any effort into it. It says 'Handsome Sentient Food Pounds My Butt and Turns Me Gay.' Clearly a pornographic novel of some sort.
[She announces this so smugly. And then will return to be jenga'd up the chair. But first, the hats.]
I found these. They're likely useless, but please inspect them and keep them with you in case there's relevance to a puzzle.
[She will hand Sasazuka the newsboy cap, Vira the police cap, Sheila the furry cap, and herself the water cap.]
[there's nothing interesting about the chair other than it's big and water damaged. i will assume they are going to try and do jenga but i'll let you confirm that.
as they're doing that, vira is checking out the goo. it's also checking her out? because the second she gets too close, a long, thick, caterpillar like string of oil-like goo shoots out at her and latches onto her arm. she can't see it, but she does feel a sharp pain as the thing bites her arm with its lamprey teeth mouth.
a few other strands of goo shudder and make a sound like the grinding of metal as they gloop off the shelf to the floor towards vira.
so that's fun. glad y'all are having a grand time with the hats.]
[ shortly after harrow goes to dispense hats and play jenga, the goo rears up, forming some kind of... creature. she lets out a soft, surprised yelp of pain as it bites into her, sending a lancing pain through her arm before she can even react.
she doesn't have anything to fight back with, so she just brings the lighter's flame up to it and tries to get away before the rest of the goo can lash out at her. ]
[Can't believe Vira is about to get vored because they were playing jenga.
Unfortunately for everyone else in this stack, nobody told me no when I asked if Sheila was on the bottom. So the moment she hears that yelp, she whips around—]
Vira?!
[—and totally forgets she has two other people on top of her shoulders. Goodbye, bitches. Her job is done here. "She did nothing to help." Her job is done.]
[ oh, no, he is no longer jengaing on sheila and is instead hitting the ground. he is a computer nerd, there is no way he is catching himself in a cool fashion with this. harrow probably steps on him because she was on the top but i will allow siz to confirm this fact.
either way, once he is able to, he scrambles onto his feet and runs over to where the commotion is. ]
[She was probably stepping on him before Vira yelled. Harrow is like. Very not athletic or aerodynamic in any way. She's wearing a corset made of bones and it's really not very moveable. But she will try to grab on to the edge of the chair when she feels herself falling, if she can.
Of course, then she notices the fight!]
Vira! [She - is staying put for now depending on whether she grabbed the chair or fell ten feet on top of a nerd but either way she's concerned?]
[the goo monster proceeds to open its mouth wider and swallows her entire arm. the arm is not gone, but vira will get the impression that this thing is trying to swallow her like a snake. it does not give a single shit about the fire.
the rest of the goo strings are coming after her as well, but they get distracted by the shouting. one other one goes towards vira - three more move toward sheila and sasazuka in a motion reminiscent of a stop motion slinky. one launches itself towards sheila's feet, and the other two ram right into sasazuka's stomach with the intent of knocking him down.
harrow is clinging to the chair, and she can see the handle of the door from here a little better. she can also see goo caterpillars eating her fellow compatriots and maybe one friend. above her, the rattling gets worse again as the wind picks up.]
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What the fuck...?
[This is fine? Everything is fine. She is absolutely making a disgusted noise as she notices the damp floor, wiping her hands on her dress and squinting into the darkness. The something is in her bra. It is not in her vagina. She is going to reach into her bra and pull the thing out like Takeru isn't here BECAUSE IT IS NOT IN HER VAG LET ME LIVE]
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but he also sits up, frowning (admittedly he's almost always frowning so that isn't any different from usual). ]
Oh. Fucking great.
[ he goes to pull whatever is in his pocket out ]
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vira grimaces as she pulls herself up, feeling very gross and now very cold—her first instinct is to protect the candle's flame from the wind, cupping it gently as she takes a look around. ]
Where...?
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Harrow picks herself up, dizzy, but immediately defensive, looking at the others around her with suspicion. But - seeing Vira, and then Takeru, sets her a little more at ease. That is, until she reaches and realizes what's missing, and goes a little feral.]
Where is it? Where? If you've taken it, I will not rest until I've rendered you to ash and crushed you beneath my boot!
[While she's freaking out and looking around for the mystery item I guess in the process she'll probably check her pocket.]
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it's very cold, and all four of them can't seem to get into a position that stops the wind from freezing them through. fortunately, when they look in their pockets, they find a lighter! it's just a simple little thing, black and plain. but when they light it, they feel just a little warmer.
the thudding noise gets louder above them for a second, rattling intensely as the wind picks up - it almost sounds like metal banging against metal. the room is still dark, but with all four lighters they can see that there's water on the floor in random puddles, and that nearby, there is what seems to be a large wooden pillar.]
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... You might have to save the death threats for later. I don't think whoever brought us here stuck around to watch us wake up.
[God, this sucks.
Picking herself up from the floor, she holds the lit lighter out to try and get a better sense of their bearings. The pillar is the most obvious thing, so that's what she approaches. Is there anything special about this wooden pillar, or is it just vibing...? Are any other details visible on the floor or above her as she moves?]
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while sheila approaches the creepy pillar, sasazuka will use the lighter to try to look up above to see if he can? see whatever is making the noise up there? ]
Did you guys just suddenly fall asleep too?
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Yes. Luminiera was with me as well, but...
[ she seems to be missing, now.
she turns her attention to their surroundings. anything odd about the puddles? where is the water coming from? ]
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They've taken my sword. . . I must have it returned.
[Anyway, y'all grabbed the main things mentioned in the thread so she will just. Try to use the lighter to look beyond the darkness, walking slightly in the direction of the pillar to see if there's anything else they can find.]
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the floor is metal, so there are definitely rusty spots here and there where the water seems to have been sitting for a while. the water seems to be dripping down from the ceiling, based on what they can see. unfortunately it's not bright enough for takeru to see what's on the ceiling, but all four of them can kind of make out other objects now.
there's a pile of books, all completely waterlogged, but like the chair, they're just a bit too big. they're about half the size of sheila. a bunch of metal shelving sits on the floor across the room, as well as a few cardboard boxes, all similarly sized as the chair and books. just a little bit too big.]
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Eloquently:]
Uh.
[WHY IS EVERYTHING SO FUCKING BIG. NOW SHE IS DEFINITELY BITING HER FINGER.]
Guys, I have a question. Did we shrink... or is this furniture for a giant?
[Speaking of that giant chair, though. Is the seat itself within view with their baby light? Or will they have to stack on each other like clown jenga to see?]
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his canon is too normie for this
it takes sasazuka a few seconds to accept that, yes, this is what he is seeing right now. he is going to walk slowly to the pile of books and try to?? read what the titles are, if it's visible. ]
I'm not really sure which option is worse. What is this place? Are we on a different floor?
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I haven't the faintest. Whatever the case, we should probably avoid drawing the attention of whoever lives here.
[ Did someone knock them out again and bring them somewhere new? This doesn't feel like an indulgence, though. She goes ahead a bit to check out the shelving, to see if anything's on it. ]
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Be careful. Don't stray far.
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the pile of books are really wrecked by water, but if sasazuka squints he can likely make out some words from one of them:
hands ient food po my butt ns me gay
as he's reading this fascinating piece of literature, vira is checking out the shelves, and there's definitely something there. a black sort of goo drips off the top shelf down to the floor, bit by bit. in multiple places, too, it's really all over the shelving unit.
in the cardboard boxes, there are four hats. ]
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[SHOUTY BUT WHISPERING. Because she is not rude enough to ignore suggestions. She will take a look around the leg chairs and under the seat as well, but...]
I think I can give someone a boost and reach the top of this chair, too. Might be something up there. You never know what could fall out of someone's giant butt pocket.
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There was nothing useful about the books, they're too damaged.
[ but uh he will walk over to sheila to help out since he's the tallest one here, even though apparently it's not by fucking much since THEY'RE ALL SO SHORT THIS IS A HORRIBLE CYOA FOR THIS GROUP ]
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since harrow is the lightest she'll leave those three to jenga. ]
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It is nonsense, but easily decipherable if you put any effort into it. It says 'Handsome Sentient Food Pounds My Butt and Turns Me Gay.' Clearly a pornographic novel of some sort.
[She announces this so smugly. And then will return to be jenga'd up the chair. But first, the hats.]
I found these. They're likely useless, but please inspect them and keep them with you in case there's relevance to a puzzle.
[She will hand Sasazuka the newsboy cap, Vira the police cap, Sheila the furry cap, and herself the water cap.]
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as they're doing that, vira is checking out the goo. it's also checking her out? because the second she gets too close, a long, thick, caterpillar like string of oil-like goo shoots out at her and latches onto her arm. she can't see it, but she does feel a sharp pain as the thing bites her arm with its lamprey teeth mouth.
a few other strands of goo shudder and make a sound like the grinding of metal as they gloop off the shelf to the floor towards vira.
so that's fun. glad y'all are having a grand time with the hats.]
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she doesn't have anything to fight back with, so she just brings the lighter's flame up to it and tries to get away before the rest of the goo can lash out at her. ]
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Unfortunately for everyone else in this stack, nobody told me no when I asked if Sheila was on the bottom. So the moment she hears that yelp, she whips around—]
Vira?!
[—and totally forgets she has two other people on top of her shoulders. Goodbye, bitches. Her job is done here. "She did nothing to help." Her job is done.]
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[ oh, no, he is no longer jengaing on sheila and is instead hitting the ground. he is a computer nerd, there is no way he is catching himself in a cool fashion with this. harrow probably steps on him because she was on the top but i will allow siz to confirm this fact.
either way, once he is able to, he scrambles onto his feet and runs over to where the commotion is. ]
What's going on?!
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Of course, then she notices the fight!]
Vira! [She - is staying put for now depending on whether she grabbed the chair or fell ten feet on top of a nerd but either way she's concerned?]
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the rest of the goo strings are coming after her as well, but they get distracted by the shouting. one other one goes towards vira - three more move toward sheila and sasazuka in a motion reminiscent of a stop motion slinky. one launches itself towards sheila's feet, and the other two ram right into sasazuka's stomach with the intent of knocking him down.
harrow is clinging to the chair, and she can see the handle of the door from here a little better. she can also see goo caterpillars eating her fellow compatriots and maybe one friend. above her, the rattling gets worse again as the wind picks up.]
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