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welcome to mayfield: day 4

[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.
In front of 501
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[hey there you get a dark figure stepping out of the shadows...with her right arm in a makeshift sling.]
Many explorers travel in groups, do they not?
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They certainly do. A part of me questions whether entering would be a great idea or not; all anyone has discovered from this house are new ways to be injured or killed. I wouldn't be surprised if it was only a red herring...
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I was thinking the same. However, I know I am feeling quite frustrated at the recent turn of events...if anything, being maimed would not be so bad if I was able to enact proper damage.
And it is not as if I have not been maimed before. [giggle-giggle]
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(Kreutzer shrugs. Hey, what can you do? She dispels the danmaku, at least.)
Well, it wouldn't be the first time I've enabled my own death. Blowing up a few things certainly helped calm my nerves somewhat. Shall we proceed?
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[she gives a small bow, and starts walking to the door.]