day 5

[mayfield_mods]

[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.)

Comments

[commentboxtroll]

[With how it reset, even in Caesar's worse off condition, it's hard not to at least investigate, and he's pretty sure that was a kid just now. A familiar kid, even.]

Hey... [Subconsciously, he hides his missing hand by holding that arm close and keeping the stump under his jacket, as if he's holding something there on the inside of it, and then he steps in after Slugger.] What are you doing in here?

[strike_you_out]

[At the familiar voice, Slugger turns and offers Caesar a nod in greeting.]

Nothing. What are you doing?

[commentboxtroll]

Checking up on Susan's creepy kid, apparently. Is it pointless to try and tell you this place is dangerous?

[strike_you_out]

Completely.

[spoken without hesitation and delivered with a grin. At this point he doesn't care what happens to him anymore if they're all just going to be swallowed up by a bunch of nothing. Unlike Caesar and most of the humans trapped in this alternate Mayfield, Slugger doesn't look the least bit affected appearance-wise.]

Found anything yet?

[commentboxtroll]

Figured as much...

[Well good for him. Caesar will attempt to not feel jealous of the weird inhuman monster child. He lets out a 'hmph' and looks around the room they're in.]

No, nothing at all. I was trying to stay out of any further trouble in the church, but then the sky ate it, so now I'm here.

[strike_you_out]

[Aside from giving up hope for escape there's also the point that, being nonhuman, he's the perfect candidate for creeping around dangerous places. So why not? He begins to wander slowly around the room, taking in the sights and smells and sounds.]

I saw. It'll probably happen here soon. I wanted to see if there was something here before it does.

[commentboxtroll]

With the way the fog is closing in... [He has to agree. Caesar's not much up to wandering, so he'll lean against the inside door jamb and watch instead.] Guess there's no escape. Though I wonder how this house found a way to fix itself when everything else is still broken.

[idkmybfforin]

[Almost as soon as Caesar finishes that last sentence, there is a resounding THUD from the house wall closest to the roofline like punctuation.

And a sound of crumpling gutters, shrieking wood and shingles and nails being pulled out of both as whatever made that thumping sound attempted to pry the roof of the house open like the lid of a toybox.]

[strike_you_out]

[Startled, Slugger looks up expecting to see the fog ripping its way into the house from above. But nothing is there. He doesn't say a word, just shoots a look at Caesar and begins backing toward him.]

[commentboxtroll]

[Why, why did he even say anything?

Caesar pushes himself away from the door jamb and looks towards the wall where all the noise is coming from.]

Hold on... Is something trying to get in?

[That thought alone keeps him from fleeing the house right there and then. Whatever is trying to get in is already out there.]

[idkmybfforin]

There is someone in here!

[The Thing Trying To Get Inside sounds triumphant! And pulls the side of the roof as far as her arms can reach and oh look it's that big bird.]

Hello!

[There's one of those cheap carnival necklaces around her neck, but her appearance is otherwise unchanged.]

[strike_you_out]

[Slugger's only response is to grasp the bill of his cap and stare up at the newcomer with several squinty blinks. It isn't the fog he was expecting but neither is it anything he's ever seen before.

After a beat, he takes another step toward Caesar and leans slightly toward him with a whispered inquiry...]

Who is that?

[commentboxtroll]

[It's... what? Of all the people to run into here! Was she even here before?!]

A crazy bird from Mayfield. [He relaxes now that it's apparent who it is, even if that damn bird is still kind of dangerous.] Utsuho! What are you doing? Get down from there!

[idkmybfforin]

[Okuu's feathery black wings flap back down support herself up on that wall like a bipod was involved somewhere.]

What? No, I'm supposed to get you out!

[The hellraven looks at this other person(...?) she didn't recognize for a moment.]

Who's that?

[The glowering orange-red flaming grapefruit-sized thing that was actually eye in her chest seems to take more interest in Slugger, though, with the slit pupil drifting over in his direction. There's a sense of being watched, but nothing more.]

[strike_you_out]

[He doesn't even answer for himself, too busy staring back at the giant, red eye in the bird-girl's chest.]

[commentboxtroll]

You are? Well, you can't really 'get me out' of anywhere if you're up there...! You really weren't here before, were you? How did you get to this side?

[He spares a second to glance towards Slugger, then back again.]

He's an ally, not an enemy. Try not to blast him or anything. I'd never heard the end of it if you did.

[idkmybfforin]

I can pick you up. [Brilliant deduction, Watson.] There space between this place and the other one tore open; Virginia told me.

[And called the hellraven taxi.

The eye in Okuu's chest does eventually lose interest, the pupil drifting back to the center in an idle pose.

The host body's feathers puff up almost indignantly at the rest of Caesar's words, though.]

Virginia didn't tell me to do that! Or Enkidu.

[strike_you_out]

Is that a monster in your chest?

[One would think he'd be more interested in a possible escape but Slugger happens to be very skeptical about the rip between the towns being a two-way deal. It's almost as if he doesn't even care anymore, still waiting for the worst to come.]

[commentboxtroll]

...she's a monster all around, I think. [Crazy demon bird. :|] And I don't need to be picked up. I can walk.

[Even though he's clearly unsteady enough standing there that he opts to lean against the doorjamb again.]

If you flew through the fog, it would be over for us.

[idkmybfforin]

Oh, Lord Yatagarasu? He's just dead, don't worry about him.

[Well, sort of.]

It would be faster if I carried you.

[She lifts her wings up and off the walls where she was resting them, to stretch.]

[strike_you_out]

[Interesting. Though he'll leave the monster business well enough alone for now; Caesar appeared to be having a hard time. If Okuu the Monster Eyeball Girl was going to attempt a rescue mission, it would be faster if she carried him. Slugger turns to Caesar again.]

She's right. You look like you're dying.

[commentboxtroll]

I'm not there yet... [Kinda pointless by now to admit he's in any sort of good health, right? Still, he's watching Okuu warily.] Can you even carry me?

[idkmybfforin]

I can!

[And she hops down off of the wall without further notice, landing on the coffee table with a thump and in a crouch--and was still probably the tallest one in the room. Wings are cheating.

...as is the way she kind of just reaches over to pick Caesar up by the collar of his jacket in an almost effortless way.]

[strike_you_out]

[Slugger takes a step back as Okuu approaches Caesar. If she manages to sweep him off his feet, he'll station himself at Caesar's head.]

What happened? [Something horrible, no doubt. He wonders if Caesar lost an arm or a hand the same way Luke lost his fingers.]

[commentboxtroll]

Whoa!

[And now Caesar is... midair? He's being held up, anyway. It's surprising enough to get him to flail a little, which is enough to reveal the arm he'd been hiding inside his jacket before.

Missing hand, definitely, though the stump has been bandaged up.]

Okay, okay, we get it, you're strong enough!