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welcome_rpg2012-07-09 03:24 pm
mayfield_mods) wrote in welcome_rpg2012-07-09 03:24 pm
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day 5
[The fifth day doesn't dawn at all. In fact, the sky simply isn't there anymore; the only thing visible if you look up is pure black nothing. Most of the carnival itself is no longer visible, having been blanketed by thick white fog; any attempt to enter said fog will result in your body rapidly disintegrating. The street at least still seems to be intact, but with no way out and the fog slowly creeping in, who knows how long that'll last?
Luckily, it seems like the cavalry has finally arrived.]
(OOC: This marks the last day of the event! Anyone who has won a prize from Mayfield's carnival will be able to access both Mayfield and this area through the funhouse, and will be able to take one person with them on each trip they make. If your character is not rescued by the end of the day, they will be disintegrated by the fog and will wake up the next morning in Mayfield with the standard revival effects. You are free to comment in this post regardless of whether your character signed up for the event.)
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[Lucas pauses.]
...I don't know. If it's a clue, it's not a very interesting one. Spelling out Lucy's name...
[Lucas will walk a little bit closer.]
Or maybe they were trying to wish us good luck.
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Don't get too close, okay? It could be a trap. ♪
[Walls are not to be trusted. She is just not letting any more fingers get dissolved.]
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[He'll stop in his tracks.]
...Maybe so. If it's not very useful for anything else, then...
[He'll retreat back a few paces.]
You just walked in just now? This house has always been closed when I looked before.
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[Rin shrugs, and then her eye catches the little detail of the wallpaper.]
- The wall's kinda lumpy. ♪
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[Lucas will follow Rin's gaze and -- ]
...I see it, too. You think this is the trap?
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[She frowns at the wallpaper. The way it curls up, she can't quite make out the shape of whatever's lodged in there.]
Is it bad that I still want to poke it? ♪
[she retrieved her sword. She can totally poke it.]
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[In rapid succession, Lucas casts Shield, and then Defense Up three times. Given that Rin is already a robot, her damage reduction is probably something like 95%. Lucas is a solid 75% himself.]
OK. Go ahead.
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Well, thank you! ♪
[now she feels like a proper RPG hero with her sword and her buffs. All right, time to get impressive on this wall.
Actually she'll just stick her sword under whatever the lump is and try to push it up. Let's try not to break anything this time.]
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Just kidding. An old newspaper scrap falls out from the gap between the wallpaper and the wall.]
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no wait it's just a piece of newspaper. Rin kneels down to pick it up, and reads over it. She can feel her eyes rolling halfway in, but she finishes reading it.]
... You've got to be kidding me. What is this? ♪
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[Lucas frowns a little as he examines it, too.]
It's like... a sarcastic clue. Lucille. Lucy. ...Maybe this is why he looks like a little girl.
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[Lucas pauses.]
Maybe I'll try an experiment when I get back.
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I'll probably get killed pretty badly if I leave a note saying that I know who killed her, right?
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Maybe they'll send you to Port West. ... and fill it with Piranhas. ♪
[It may be an invitation for trouble. Still, Rin looks out the window thoughtfully.]
But you know, there's a 501 Mailbox here, too. ♪
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[Lucas will run towards the open door a little and glance out.]
...501? This is 501?
[He hadn't noticed.]
501... Ricardo. This is where the Smiths live in the future. Back in Mayfield.
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Seriously?! ♪
...I had no idea where they lived... I always thought they stayed hidden like the Mayor and so on. ♪
[A quick glance around the room.]
But they live here? ♪
[Rin holds up the newspaper clipping again.]
Maybe he is trying to tell us something important. ♪
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[That had not been one of the best moments of his life. He recalls the sensation of having his face burned off with a grimace.]
Let's try to bring that back to Mayfield. I think it could be important.
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[Rin folds the paper up and shoves it in her pocket.]
... I don't know how we'll get out of here though. This house looked like it was the only safe area. ♪
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[Lucas shakes his head a little.]
There's one place that's still around, though - the room with all the mirrors. The one where we came from.
I think that might be our best bet.
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[Rin looks behind her into the house.]
We probably can't spend much more time here before it starts blocking the way, huh... ♪
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[He looks surprised.]
...You mean the fog will take it soon, too.
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