welcome to mayfield: day 3

[mayfield_mods]

[Those who wake up in the town on the third day will soon notice that something's definitely off. The cracks in the sky are appearing more frequently and lasting for minutes at a time, and there's a strange white fog drifting over the clouds.

For those who've just arrived, welcome to our new little town! We're sure you're glad to see your missing friends again; nothing to worry about here, they've just been too busy enjoying the upgraded carnival to go back home. Any bleeding limbs or serious wounds you may spot are obviously just a sign of how much fun they've been having.]

OOC: If your character damages or affects the carnival or town in a noticeable and normally permanent way, please comment here.

Comments

[hintcoinplz]

[The suggest doesn't horrifying Luke. He's been living off of small bits of rat meat just so he doesn't starve.

But he shakes his head. He's not really in the mood to eat right now, and while he's had a hard time trying to stomach rat meat, it sounded even less appealing while he was sick and in a lot of pain. He really wanted to just sleep, but he still hasn't caught any food for Edward yet.]

Ah, right.

[He starts to stand up, a little shaky a first but he quickly steadies himself.]

I don't think Mr. Nigma's eaten anything since he's gotten sick either. We ought to catch a few of them.

[birthmarked]

[Things are going bad quickly. Esther is starting to think answers might be a lofty dream in light of it. Have a very troubled nun sitting down and thinking things over?]

[likesottlyfab]

[It's not that hard to guess what happened from Lithuania's scream. Whipping back around, Poland fires his gun repeatedly at it. He hopes that'll slow down whatever the hell that thing was or at least distract it long enough that Latvia can either get up or Lithuania can just grab Latvia.]

[commentboxtroll]

[It's true enough. It's been cleaned, wrapped up, and the bleeding has stopped. What's left is worrying about infection or if he's not going to recover enough to move when the church inevitably is no longer safe, something he's sure will happen sooner or later.

Frankly? Something else will probably get him before this does and this, what Cain will see hidden under the coat, is a heavily bandaged stump where a hand used to be.]

Those stupid game prizes happened.

[encored]

[he'll say hello!! ...meaning he kind of appears out of nowhere as per usual, speaking up from just behind Abel.]

You look surprisingly thoughtful for a change.

[condescent]

[Joshua had finally given into the inevitable and been heading towards a house to cook the rat he killed when he stumbles across the body. He squats down by Warren, an impassive look on his face as he observes the extent of the man's injuries. Even if he had been the type to interfere with death, the town's yet to give him back anything useful in that regard - he can't even summon a simple fire psych to cauterize the bleeding stumps.

But those supplies and that gun...oh, he's interested in those.]

Hey, there. You don't look too hot.

[queen_of_swords]

[Olivier nods, and squints, trying to see where the voices are coming from.]

If it's that woman, I want at her first.

[willbeurprincess]

[She presses the pergoi into his hand and nods firmly. Determined Koharu is Determined]

I will. I promise. [She takes a small bite of her riceball and swallows slowly. Small bites will make it last longer right?]...Um, Lithunia...?

[badladyscramble]

[It took a moment to reorient herself, but Remilia immediately noticed the trouble her sister was in.]

You stay away from her!

[No more running. Not even heeding the stake still in her shoulder, Remilia, nails like claws, tore into the drone with a force that, if he were like a human, would either send him flying, or remove a good chunk of his side.]

[spitefulvitae]

To my knowledge, I've never experienced time doing impolite things at all...

[She gives a nod of her own.]

Nothing that I'm aware of. This isn't meant to be a place that can be survived in. Not that I can see.

[hawkeward]

I suppose so. I miss having good luck, though; that was very nice, if rather short-lived.

[She can guess what he has in mind, so she crouches alongside him and helps lift the crate, grinning. This is fun!]

Well, no blood mages here, so that's an improvement. And I can entertain myself by destroying crates of milk. Take pleasure in the little things.

FUNHOUSE A

[spitefulvitae]

[Panic and screaming. Well. That's hardly out of the ordinary for this place. She was on her way to the fun house so she could go back in, but perhaps she had better see what was causing the screaming first.

It was almost disappointing to see that it was just plain old panic.]

...you. You, too. You've gone and stumbled in...

[This man was Ilsa's, wasn't he? Not that she cares very much, judging by the expression on her face.]

[willbeurprincess]

It's not real--I think. [Her train of thought is suddenly derailed as she tries to catch up with that quick change of subject]

O-Oh um. Oh I didn't?

[spellbent]

[ There's no response from Warren for a moment. His magical shield sort of flickers into place, enough to gently shove Joshua away, but it doesn't last. He doesn't have the strength to maintain it.

His eyes crack open, and he stares at Joshua without seeing him at first. ]

[encored]

[have another curious onlooker with no intentions of stopping him! it's a pretty impressive power, he'll concede that much (to himself and never aloud, of course), and he waits until the last booth is destroyed to speak up.]

Perhaps you should be the one to eliminate the food cart. This seems a much more effective method.

[vedaandme]

You've found that exit, too?

[Tieria was confused by the new location and how surreal it seemed after coming out of the funhouse the way he did.]

Are you alright?

[charming_freckles]

Huh?

[Sue blinks up at him, then rubs her eyes again.]

N-no, I'm alright, really...

[She deflates just a bit, wearily. Claiming to be alright with all of this going on... who is she kidding, really?]

...I'm just tired.

Main Area

[vedaandme]

[This was not amusing. Tieria did not like change, ironically enough, and ending up in some alternate version of Mayfield did not bolster his confidence in getting home. It seemed too strange to exist, really, and he was looking for a way back.]

Re: FUNHOUSE A

[velesdonnersen]

[Tarvek remembers her. She's smart, interesting, and deadly...not that he's seen her in action. But he grew up with "deadly." He knows it when it gives him the icy eyeball.]

Yes. Have you seen Ilsa?

[He's prepared... he's also groping for his amulet from Ilsa, wondering if it does any good here...]

[spitefulvitae]

...not since yesterday.

[It was the truth. Not the whole truth and not the entire picture, but still.]

Your Ilsa gives far too much of herself. I can't say for sure, but she may have given too much.

[She turns her head away, but is still regarding him from the edge of her vision. Chances are, he won't like this...]

[condescent]

[He huffs a little when he gets pushed by the shield and snaps his fingers in front of Warren's face.]

Oh good, Sleeping Beauty's back with us. Can you hear me?

[mayfield_mods]

[Spreading from the gap at an alarming speed, faster than the eye can blink, are tendrils of more empty space. If they happen to touch any part of Netherlands or Cain, whatever they touch will be deleted. No blood, no pain - it'll simply be like it never existed in the first place.]

[mayfield_mods]

[For a second, they may be able to catch the sight of something humanoid moving in the distance before Scratch's fire goes out abruptly.]

[mayfield_mods]

[There's a flurry of movement in the shadows. There seems to be something humanoid in the distance. Whatever it is, it's approaching - and fast.]

[spellbent]

[ Bliiiiink. And then a slight nod. ]

Ha. Shit. Thought I'd... be dead by now.