welcome to mayfield: day 4

[mayfield_mods]

[This carnival seems to be getting less and less maintained by the day. Your nerves aren't the only thing fallen apart: what were previously holes in the sky have expanded to cracks. What parts of the sky that haven't fallen into that strange, warping nothingness are full of brown smog-like clouds.

The carnival itself has become filthy, with trash and grease spots littered everywhere. The walls of the tents, wooden stands, and houses seem to be slightly melted, for lack of a better term. The holes of corrupted nothingness aren't confined to the sky anymore: pockets of nothing litter the carnival, shifting tears in the fabric of reality that hurt your eyes to look at.

A faint buzzing noise fills the air, making it difficult to concentrate. If you listen long enough, it starts to sound like voices. For your own sake, it's probably best not to listen to what they have to say.

You're also not alone here anymore, for those of you operating under the assumption that you ever really were. If you've been missing the friendly drones of Mayfield, fear no more, because scattered throughout the carnival are a few drone families seeing the sights, riding the rides and playing the games. Curiously, unlike the drones back home, these ones don't seem to notice you at all, acting as if you're not even there.

Also curiously: their features are warped nearly beyond recognition. Some are missing limbs or facial features; others appear to have had those features scrambled by Picasso's paintbrush, with mouths on their scalps or teeth on their fingers. Still other drones appear to be fused together at the wrist, or waist, or face. None of them seem to be any more aware of their deformity than they are of you.

...and yet, somehow, you can't shake the feeling that when you're not looking at them, they're looking at you.

New here? That's alright; your missing friends have had plenty of time to get acquainted, and they'll be happy to show you around. Just watch your step, because some of these old rides need some maintenance...]

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

Comments

I know you kept saying to take my time but still this is laate ; A;

[cucumbers]

[ All kappa should know that whenever a human goes into a dark and suspicious place alone, you should immediately give chase. In order to better protect the human, of course! Curiosity does not enter into it!

At least that's what Nitori tells herself as she begins to follow Satou into the funhouse. The kappa knows how to be sneaky, and so far her efforts to follow Satou without the girl ever noticing has worked. Satou pauses in the main area, a section that Nitori hasn't personally visited. Nitori sticks to a wall, not far from the entrance to the main hall. She peers at Satou curiously.

Nitori's eyes widen as she listens.. There was nothing truly wrong with what Satou was saying, it was only to be expected, but the way she was saying it made Nitori gulp and step away from the edge of the entrance. Nitori conjures a quick plan in order to leave the fun house without Satou noticing.

She immediately ruins this foolproof plan by crunching on a piece of glass. It doesn't hurt Nitori, but it sure as heck makes noise. ]

It's fine ;u;

[priceofmagic]

Hm?

[ Satou turns swiftly in the direction of the sound, palm held out and half sphere-like collections of pink magic gathered around her and hanging in the air. She looks at Nitori with glowing eyes, the look of a witch about to shoot, but all of her offensive magic dissolves the instant that she recognizes the kappa. ]

Nitori-chan! Oh goodness, are you okay? However did you get here? [ Snap. Just like that, Satou's 'real' (fake) personality snaps back into place and she crosses the main area carefully to reach the other girl. ] Thank goodness you are not hurt. You're not, right?

[cucumbers]

[ Nitori hesitates for a very long moment. She stares at Satou, somewhat shocked by her sudden change. And only a minute ago her eyes were glowing. It was frightening to say the least, but this was Satou! This must be the other world getting the best of Satou. It must be! ]

I-I'm fine! [ She tilts her head down in embarrassment. ] I only stepped on the glass. My boots are hard enough so that I won't get hurt! But -- Satou-san, what are you doing here?