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Lila

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Some random amusement park that has amusing things in it. Its true name and purpose are totally unknown, but at least it's not haunted! Probably.
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Amusement Park

It's so amusing!

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Amusement Park is a part of Lila.

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Dan Thompson [0] A deliveryman working for the Isis Association.
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| Amusement Park |

And so they got on the Kiddie-Coaster.

Despite seeing every indication that she would be subjected spinning, twisting, corkscrewing, loop-de-looping, and having several death-drops (pretty extreme Kiddie-Coaster if you ask me), Lorelei did not realize these things until she realized she loved them and by extension the amusement park.

It was the best! Possibly even better than Squid Sandwiches!

And so getting up and out of her seat in an upright position despite entering the car as a sadball, Lorelei could only think to herself how great of a place for absolutely no conflict to occur and everything go exactly right!

What a strange train of thought.

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Lorelei
| Amusement Park |


It gets more haunted? That's like, double-haunted!! Or something.

"Did you hear that, Lorelei?! Ghosts! We're totally gonna see dead people, and then we'll get to run away from them while screaming at the top of our lungs! Or we could become bffs with them. It depends on if they're soul-devouring jerks or not."

Lorelei immediately made an O: face, as much as a Lorelei could anyways (which is not at all) to mirror her BFF. An :O face which then shortly afterward broke into a series of ecstatic Lorelei-pattented pantomimes long before any accompanying thought process had begun.

Ghosts! Ghosts! How wonderfully terrifying and terrifyingly wonderful that word did sound! Lorelei had never met a ghost (or new what they were) up until now! How exciting! How dreadfully exciting!

Immediately regaining her composure mid-swan-bumblebee-pancake-pose Lorelei cleared her throat, turning towards (probably much to his dismay) Mr. Aardvark.

"Ghosts you say! Why how frightening!" Lorelei upbeat voice and clasped hands conveying the exact opposite as to what she was saying.

"I am absolutely terrified of ghosts as you might expect from a woman of my upbringing." Tilting her head back she put the back of a hand to her forehead, then paused mid-motion, "buuuuuuut--"

Then in a lightning-quick maneuver which speed verged on the usage of time dilation, Ardin would find his hands clasped in another pair which wouldn't take no as an answer, "If you insist Nette and I would be more than glad to swallow our fear and assist in your search. A friend in need is its own reward as the saying goes!"

Plan "make him think you are a delicate flower while still at the same time offering to helping him plus having the chance to meet and befriend ghosts post burger edition"? Total success.

Lorelei then noted her friend's sudden elation despite no visible reason and immediately concluded that Nette had spontaneously gained subconscious information via the indirect medium of a higher-dimensional being merely observing information which would cause Nette to rejoice elsewhere, then observing Nette. Though there was no way for Nette to detect the higher-dimensional being and the higher-dimensional being probably wasn't expressively recounting the event or even thinking about it, the mere act of observation had effected Nette on a fundamental and invisible level that both she and higher being shared but were unaware of and unable to consciously access and the information had been passed through it. Then Lorelei immediately forgot the entire ridiculous concept as soon as quickly as she had thought about it.

Mr. X
| Random Body of Water |


What makes a hero?

Clomp...clomp...clomp...

Is it being loved by others? In that case, problem. "Others" is far too unreliable for me. While I have no qualms with being that kind of a hero, and though I certainly am, let's say there is a super cool awesome manly hero among heros who is loved by everyone. Now lets say that somehow that hero is wakes up in a strange world and is told that the reality that he was a hero in doesn't matter and may or may not have all been a dream. Is he still a hero?

Clomp clomp clomp.

The wind was mild, something that wouldn't have been expected when seeing how the strange neon clouds above were being whipped around. Or maybe the weather itself was different as well.


Is it striking down evil wherever it lurks? While a stock example it is far too limited. What if evil isn't always apparent? What if to get to the evil which kidnapped you it would require you to strike down any number of others in the exact same situation as you? While you could be a hero, at what cost would it be at?

Rustle rustle rustle.

While the foliage seemed normal enough it was also very annoying how it was everywhere. This wind isn't helping either.


Then is it doing the right thing no matter what? Regardless of the situation, there is always choices that can be described as more moral than the rest. The problem being with that is morals and their standards are far too subjective. You can choose to do what you believe in but if nobody can agree with you, I can't call you a hero.

Rustle rustle clomp clomp

Damnit! Does this forest go on forever or something?!

Clomp clomp rustle rustle.


So what does make you a hero then?

Ah! A light!

Clomp clomp clomp!


Hell if I know. I just am one.

From a forest of palm trees among other things, a very strange sight would be seen at the random body of water today as a man with a star-shaped head burst through running, then subsequently collapsed on the shore.

"Ha...ha...Finally...out...of... that...damned....forest." Lying on his back with his eyes squinted as though in pain the star-man panted.

A while passed and all that could be heard was the sound of waves and ragged panting, before it just became the sounds of waves. Not rising from nor fixing his position the star-man simply lied there facing the surreal neon sky.

"Haaa~" A sigh escaped his star-head, his brow furrowed in the international sign of being troubled, "the hell's with this place?"

A moment passed before finally sitting up from his position, pushing against the sand with his two muscular hands which each bore an "X" on the backside. Facing the random body of water and its reflection of the absurd sky he looked at it meaningfully for a while.

"I wonder if I can swim back to Paptera?" His voice serious he gazed outwards to the incoming waves.

Then as if to answer is own question his eyes closed and a self-defeated smile appeared on his star-face and a short chuckle escaped. Getting up and dusting of his pants he turned towards a large structure in the distance.

"But even if I could," he spoke with an amused voice with the slightest edge of hostility to it.

"I would have to punch who ever brought me here in the first place once in the face as a 'thank you' first" His voice slightly strained as he stretched, seemingly having a destination in mind.

He exhaled once loudly then set off towards wherever he was going.

Then he noticed it.

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---Vers---
|Amusement Park|


"I'm not crazy; I'm just a scientist! It comes naturally! Just ask Poice," he said, laughing rather cheerfully as he recklessly navigated his way towards the Amusement Park. It didn't take too long, but Vers' bike eventually skidded to a halt before the Amusement Park. Vers glanced at a timer on his robotic arm with a satisfied grin on his face.

"Four-forty-eight. I love it when I beat these times. Oh, and I hope you really weren't scared by my driving. It's probably not what you're used to." Vers dismounted, and offered a hand to the presumably-still-shaken Cel.

"So, I assume you don't want to go on a crazy ride first? I mean, we just went on one, right?"

---Koren---
|The Mall|


Koren didn't look happy. You don't want to see Koren when he's not happy.

"Telekinetic rocket-sheep, attack!" As his insanity suggested, Muri would find herself being bombarded from all sides by sheep-shaped, telekinetically-bound sections at air moving at speeds that would make actual rocket-sheep jealous.

---Durnam---
|The Park|


Durnam sat down on a nearby bench, and pulled out his phone. Solemnly, he replied to Elia's text.

"Thanks, Elia. I really appreciate the support. See you later, and hopefully I won't have to leave on such a depressing note ever again. I hate doing these sort of things, but I don't want to put you at risk whenever we're together.

P.S. I'm going to be handing my phone to Verity now. I'll see you later. Promise."


When Verity arrived, he handed his phone to her, and got up from the bench. "Yeah, I definitely am. Judging by your appearance, I doubt you succeeded, but I won't question anything. Here, keep this. Come find me here when you see my signal. Until then, I want you to lay low. Anyways, I suppose it's time to get started with this," said Durnam, flourishing his spear and looking in the direction of Preston's approach.

If Preston approached within twelve meters of Durnam, he'd find that a ring of eight-foot-tall white flames would form around them, leaving the two of them in Durnam's improvised arena. Just to play things safe, Durnam formed a hemispherical foundation of lava beneath the ring, in the event that Yorito might try to intervene. Plus, lava was kinda cool.

Unless, of course, Preston retreated the moment he saw Durnam. In which case, well, Durnam would just wait where he was. Walking right into enemy territory without knowledge of terrain was a ridiculous idea, after all.

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Shaken? Cel was trembling so hard you'd think there was an earthquake! Eyes still wide from the whole life flashing in front of her eyes thing, it took her a moment to realize that Vers was now doing something that didn't involve her fearing for her life. She quickly snapped out of it and grabbed Vers hand, carefully avoiding tripping over herself. Once she was back on nice, solid, unmoving ground, Cel brushed herself off and regained her composure.

"Ha ha, yeah...but now I'm thinking that everything else here would pale in comparison!" she laughed, suddenly stopping and looking around. The lack of people was explainable...I mean, it was just past sunset, so all of those Unreal people were probably heading back home. What creeped her out were these vibes...she could feel at least one of Them here, but there was an even stranger feeling growing in that direction. Realizing that she was spacing out, she turned back to Vers.

"I think something strange is going on here...not sure if it's a big deal yet, but it's definitely suspicious. I'd keep your guard up..." she suggested, that familiar nervous tone of voice returning.




|The Mall|
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"What the hell are you talking ab---"

Muri's question was quickly answered by an invisible sheep to the face, which has to be one of the stranger phrases I've written. Before she could even say "(insert profanity here)", she got whacked by another one, and another one, and another one, and another one...

"Agh, that's it! No more mercy, no more playing nice!" she growled, several shadowy tendrils extending from the always-present puddle of shadow around her. They formed a wall around Muri, taking all of the blows...and then hastily wrapping themselves around the 'sheep'. The tendrils would proceed to squeeze the 'sheep' with such force that they'd just straight-up explode.

Yeah, that's right. She just grabbed psychic rocket air and CRUSHED IT TO DEATH.

Bitches don't know 'bout my almighty shadow chicks.

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Fredericks immediately rushed to Cinda's side, panicked.

"Holy guacamole! Don't die on me, Cinda! I'll be even more alooooooone!" he cried. )':




|The Park|
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Verity nodded and took the phone, examining it for a moment before pulling back. Although sitting on benches on cool, sitting on trees that are at a slightly safer distance is way cooler.

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"Aww, don't feel bad, Sparkle Rat! You'll be using those shadow thingies to steal cash in no time!" Larya nodded, suddenly being a supportive friend.

SOMETHING IS VERY WRONG HERE




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Cornet didn't seem too intrigued by Aya's not-getting-up-ness, instead too focused on what she just said.

"1,300 years old, huh? Pretty impressive! That means Spinet and I are only ten times your age! Awesome!"

"By inhibitions, would you happen to mean---"

"I can tell we're just going to be the best of friends! We'll go on adventures everywhere! We can go underwater and in caves and go on crazy acid trip journeys and fly and---" Spinet politely tapped Cornet on the shoulder, which caught his attention.

"It's rather late. Didn't we come here to find a place to stay for the night?"

Cornet stroked his invisible beard, wondering where to go from here.

"Guess you're right! But we'll need to find the biggest, fluffiest room in here! And fill it with lasers! And robots! An laser robots! And robot lasers!" he requested/demanded excitedly, his breathing rate picking up as he thought of how awesome this sleepover was going to be~

"Would you happen to have a room even slighty reminiscent of that?" Spinet asked, returning her attention to Aya.




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Peylet's expression actually changed...as in, like, a way that was actually noticeable. She looked rather sad with DBA's choice, as if she now felt guilty for ever opening her mouth in the first place.

"But don't you have dreams, DBA? Isn't there something you want more than anything? Don't you want to go home, don't you want to make a change somewhere, do something, be one of Them...? W-Would you...would you really give all of that up just because of our friendship?" she asked, emotion actually present in her voice (as if the brief stutter wasn't surprising enough).

Whoa. Whoa.




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Sileny nodded and snapped her fingers, resulting in the two vanishing in a super-detailed manner. I mean, LOOK AT ALL OF THESE DETAILSSSSSS




|Umbra's Mansion|
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Halyn didn't like that laugh. It wasn't very cuddly. ):

"Hmm. That's rather...interesting. But does she hate you so much that she'd find a way to get to the Test Reality just to get to you? Seems like quite the hassle, considering how tricky getting here is without Their assistance. I mean, even if she did find a way to get in touch with one of Them, wouldn't she rather just have you stuck in this Reality? Very strange." she mused, half talking to herself and half seeing if Julias actually knew what was going on with Flare's sudden appearance.

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Dicro's mind was probably more comfortable, anyways, mainly because he's not a little girl. Yeah.

Initially, Dicro was (naturally) kind of 'FGSFGDLGF' upon his very first experience with having a mind creeper creeping in his mind ('cause that's what they kind of do), but he managed to bring his fgsfgdlgf levels back down to normal in an impressive amount of time. Once he got that out of his system, he approached the situation rather casually in stark contrast to Fray's constant anxiety.

"Okay, I know she's kind of creepy, but what loli isn't? She can't be that ba---"

And then Aita decided to start talking again.

There was no proper response. Even Fray managed to overcome her newfound hatred for Aita in order to D:.

"...I pity you."

Neren seemed rather confused with the awkward silence, wondering if perhaps she said something they found offensive. Before she could question them, completely unaware of how beautifully disconcerting Aita was, Sileny and the King of Hearts would almost spontaneously appear in the nearest corner. That only served to prolong the awkward silence.

[Is this a bad time?]




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She totally wasn't peeking or anything. I don't know what you're talking about. THAT'S JUST RIDICULOUS MAN

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---Vers---
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Vers grabbed his firearm, which was, rather conveniently, attached to the side of the motorbike. Lifting it up, he carefully examined his weapon before slinging it over his shoulder.

"Well, if there's something strange here, then we'll be investigating it. That's kinda sorta cooler than an actual ride, you know? It's like a mystery. Hopefully not a murder mystery, since that's not too fun. Anyways, lead on, Cel. Unless, you know, you don't want to find out what this mystery is."

---Koren---
|The Mall|


And so, Muri defeating the Mighty Horde of the Rocket-Sheep, managed to overcome the first of many threats laid forth by Koren the Mentally Unstable.

"WAVE TWO, GO!"

And then Muri would probably be kinda disappointed to find herself barraged by more rocket-sheep, which were traveling at considerably faster speeds.

---Durnam---
|The Park|


Durnam looked up at the sky, and smiled. Now that it was dark, he (as a Club-class Tear sub-class Marionettiste) had a very, very distinct advantage over Preston and Yorito. The obligatory street lamp - after all, it's not a park at night without one, am I right? - beside the bench, however, lit up the nearby area, which definitely didn't coincide with Durnam's best interests.

Suddenly, the lamp turned dark, and Durnam disappeared from sight (Preston really wouldn't be able to feel Durnam any longer, although he'd get these strange vibes from all around him. After some time, the lamp came back on, and flickered ever so slightly.

Well, truth be told, the light wasn't damaged. In reality, all Durnam did was restrict the flow of light from the lamp, preventing it from traveling outside the glass. Unfortunately for Preston and Yorito, however, Durnam didn't disappear. In fact, during the brief period of darkness caused by the lamp's little fiasco, Durnam sank into the darkness, and swept around, eventually finding Preston. Given how audible his footsteps were - in comparison to guerillas hiding in a valley - it wasn't too difficult for Durnam to locate Preston. Well, Durnam wasn't going to directly attack Preston, although that would be a valid assumption. Unfortunately, he had a larger target: Preston's shadow. When the light returned, Durnam shifted positions from the darkness under Preston's feet to his actual shadow, and began biding his time.

Gee, now would be a really good time to have Spark out, wouldn't it?

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---Vers---
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Vers nodded, and followed Cel. Once she seemed to slow her pace, Vers pulled her behind a convenient shooting-range-stall-thing. "Cel, listen, if this sort of stuff is bothering you - which it clearly is, and I'm no psychologist - I want you to let me know, alright? Until you get better, just stay here, alright? I'll go on ahead, but just make sure to stay in radio contact at all times," he said, setting his weapon down for a brief moment, only to draw a silver pistol and what Cel could only assume was some kind of communication device.

"That's a lightning gun. Fairly obvious, you know. Point it at anyone, and shoot, and it'll deliver a fairly painful charge. As for the comm device, just hold down the red button and speak into it. I should be able to hear you properly, since my arm's computer should be able to dynamically adjust the volume and whatnot. I'm going to go on ahead, alright?" Slowly, Vers inserted a earpiece into his right ear, and picked up his weapon. With all of the stealth of an elite sniper, Vers made his way closer to Ardin and Nette's group.

With his back against another convenient stall, Vers looked around the corner, and scouted in their direction with the aid of his firearm's scope. Pressing his right hand to the earpiece, Vers spoke up. Cel should be able to hear his voice from the little comm device that could, albeit with slight static distortions.

"Cel, there's three people up ahead. I don't know anything about them, but they don't seem to have any weapons, so I'll assume that they're not hostiles. I'll continue scouting, and I'll give you occasional updates. Vers out."

---Koren---
|The Mall|


Koren, knowing that the Second Armada of the Mighty Telekinetic Rocket Sheep Empire had failed, struck a pose, with one finger pointing at the ceiling. Without really yelling anything coherent (yes, that meant that he's yelling nonsense), Koren lifted up, and flew right out of the Mall, complete with sparkles and a rainbow caused by the telekinetic refraction of light. Which shouldn't be possible.

Unfortunately for the insane lad, the S.S. Koren only had so much telekinetic fuel, and ended up crashing in That One Cafe, leaving a gaping hole in the ceiling. At least he doesn't have to pay for any of the damage.

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Lorelei
| Amusement Park |


Never gonna give you up. Never gonna let you down. Never gonna run around and desert you.

Lorelei happily let go of Mr. Aarvark's hands in a job well done did obligatory hi-five with Nette. YEAH!

And so they set of to the merry-go-round. Their long treacherous journey through the amusement park was littered with Lorelei constantly being distracted by every flashing light and greasy attraction. Though I say treacherous it really was just for Ardin as Lorelei's collection of deep-fried telegrams increased, and he was subjected to the dangerous levels of Nette-Lorelei banter (which to this date only He has been able to survive prolonged periods of due to his extended exposure to one of the half). The psychosis slowly creeping in on Mr. Aardvark, suddenly Nette made a semi-intelligible comment.

"Ooh, I can't wait~! What kind of ghost do you want to meet first, Lorelei?! I wanna meet a fancy British one!"

"Hmmmm..." Lorelei tilted her head and crossed three of her arms, seemingly catching onto this craze of making sentences.

"I think I'd like to meet a crazy pink-haired one who is convinced that she's not actually a ghost and somehow has a solid form. Or maybe her ghosty friend with a spiffy disco-arm who is also convinced that they aren't a ghost! Or maybe a King-like one and its friend which looks remarkably like Sileny and is also deluded that she is."

Wait what?

Mr. X
| Random Body of Water |


When seeing them upon waking up, Mr. X just figured that the sole reason they appeared so strange is that strange alien gods were supposed to look the part. However, sitting before him on a bench was evidence else wise. Mr. X was inwardly flabbergasted and outwardly confounded. What the hell was that? I mean obviously they were heads, but what the hell were they?!

After a painstakingly awkward double-take Mr. X would regain an normal standing position even if his expression didn't change.

No, I guess I don't got too much time to sit around and think about every single thing here, neon sky and all. Besides even if their heads are shaped weird they're people too....Right? I shouldn't judge a book by its cover, sure they look weird but maybe they're decent folk.

After quickly clearing his throat, Mr. X's mood clearly changed. Putting on his most bitchin' coy smile he could he casually strolled over to the couple on the bench and raised a hand in the international hail sign. Then in the most even voice he could muster,

"Hey, you guys aren't busy are you? I actually have a few questions about this place an-"

"FGSFGDLGF TALL STRANGER ):"

....

I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him. Bear with it, me!

Still several meters away from the bench Mr. X would merely stand their for a few moments in seething inner rage, while paused mid-stride in a position which could easily be mistaken as a mascot for a fast-food chain. An extremely ugly one/

Clearing his throat once more of whatever seemed to be bothering it so much, he began once more in the most affable tone he could manage.

"Oh, me? I may be tall but I assure you I'm not anyone suspicious! Hahah!"

I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him I lose if I hit him. >:(

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{{PREPARE FOR RAINBOWS}}


Cel nodded and backed off more as Vers left, noticing that the headache got better the further away she got from the merry-go-round area. She examined the lightning gun (Fray suddenly felt un-special )':), nearly dropping it when she heard Vers' voice coming from the comm device. After settling herself down, Cel pressed the red button and responded rather cautiously, hoping she was actually doing it right.

"Three people together at night? Given Unreal behavior, I'd think they're Real. Must be part of an alliance or something. Keep an eye out."

Vers would eventually catch up with Lorelei and her groupies, said groupies not noticing him their despite their almighty-ness...

"Wow, that's pretty specific! And IIIIIIIIIIIII like it~! I wonder i---whoa. Whoa."

...It probably had something to do with the fact that the group now arrived in the merry-go-round area, where it looked bright and busy. With relatively transparent, ghost-y looking people...all of them having hair colors that matched their eyes. A crimson girl with a school uniform-incorporating magician's outfit, a red woman with an outfit mixing flamenco and badassery to the max, an orange girl with unrealistically jagged twin tails, a yellow girl who almost looked like she was glowing, a gold man who looked like he was trying way too hard to be cool, a chartreuse woman whose dark skin made her hair and eyes almost blinding, a green boy wearing a dramatic cloak, a sea green person who was both totally androgynous and worryingly evil-looking, an aqua girl who was apparently the obligatory loli, a cyan woman with some pretty sexy glasses, a pale blue woman who seemed even more faded than the others, a blue woman with one of the craziest hair styles EVER, a lavender woman more occupied with her headphones and (ghostly?) bubblegum, a purple girl who was looking rather depressed, a magenta woman in a secretary's outfit that looked just as evil as sea-green-person, a chocolate-colored boy who looked like he was part food, a brown man with a bitchin' mini-afro and a cowboy hat, a white woman with incredibly long hair and a very visible penchant for floating, a silver woman who looked absolutely pimped out...there was a pretty crazy group here.

"I'd better be getting paid for this."




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"What. The. Fuck."




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Koren would end up landing right next to (the still-'disguised') Poice and Kilii's table...and, knowing Poice and Kilii, that was terrible for his personal space. Naturally, the two were immediately all up in his grill, poking at him and mumbling silly excited things to each other.

"Ah, did you see that, dear? He fell right from the sky!"

"Using telekinesis, no less! Or rather, not using it. I'd say he's the owner of Sytel!"

Kilii gasped, "Oh, my! A real Oress Holder, and it's one of the new ones, too! Right before our very eyes...! Incredible~!"

"Isn't it?! And it seems like he's not in the proper state to do much damage..."

"Are you implying that perhaps we should...?"

One nod and exchanged Shifty Steve glances later, the two were suddenly attempting to get a spontaneous garbage bag over Koren's head. (':

You know, for science!




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"I would assume that she's in her room." Neren said, already starting her way up the basement stairs.

Opine visiting someone in person was alarming enough, but having her threaten to wipe out the Test Reality...that was just insane. Too insane, actually. Dicro was initially skeptical...but Ignis' random (well, to him it was random since Ignis never really discussed their relationship) comment about Umbra actually served to make his case more believable. How? That's a good question.

"Yeah, that's definitely going to be an issue." he began, nonchalantly watching as Neren (and Aita, he hoped) exited the room. "Well, what exactly were you planning on doing about it?"

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Using her creeper Manipulator powers, Halyn suddenly popped up right in front of the door.

"Oh, nonsense, Julie~! You deserve the very best! Only the fluffiest, coziest bed will do! You can't just take one of those drab guest rooms...ooh, idea! You should stay in my room! Yes, what a lovely idea! I'm sure that my bed is big enough for the two of us, but if not, we could always just snuggle reeeeeeeeally close...and, you know, if that makes you uncomfortable for some reason, then I suppose you could just take the bed and I'd watch you sle---I mean, I'd just take the floor or something. â™Ĩ"

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[Sounds like an easy trip. Let's see if I've improved any...]

With a quick snap, the two would end up vanishing in that cool way that they vanish and stuff. Yeah.

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PUPPY CHOKED WITH JOY (':

"Don't worry too much about it. This is just Ciess' method of healing. If you stick around with our alliance for long, you'll probably have to get used to this."




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"Well, if you're sure you'll be okay..." Seraye gave a quick, lighthearted salute before continuing, "Then good luck with your whole radiation-dispelling thing!"

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH DETAILED POSTS




|Court of Ten-Thousand Hearts|
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As previously implied, Sileny and the King would end up right in the middle of the Court. Nika had obviously left by now, and Mariol was still crumpled up in the moderately-visible distance; whether it was because she was asleep or hardcore sadface has yet to be seen. )':

[This the place?]




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Continuing on with the sudden humanity thing, Peylet blushed a little before turning to go back to that weird glass shore that would, after a magical fishie journey, take them back to the main pool area.

"Thank you. And, perhaps a little bit. I haven't quite adjusted to the aspect of optimism...my past did not allow for that. I appreciate you putting up with me so long...and I must especially thank you for giving me someone to believe in." she thanked, her tone warmer than her usual emotionlessness (as if that wasn't already implied).




|Castle Oress - Third Floor|
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Banny stopped in place, wondering what havoc they could wreak together! >:X

"That's a pretty good question. Uh, let's see...guess we could probably raise some hell, but how to do it...?" >:X

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"Not to worry; We don't read minds. Well, I suppose we could...but we aren't like that. What about you? I mean, what kind of demon are you? I know demons vary across Entirety...what is it like in the 'Hell' you're from?" Spinet asked.




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Narelle's mind was clearly frazzled by Charles' acid trip of a tale, but she decided to attempt to press onwards anyways.

"So, uh...what was your master like...?"




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The adorable shota poked his head out from behind Meliss, who had already prepared a ninja stance. Fortunately for Mr. X (well, she wouldn't have put up much of a fight, anyways...), Meil gestured for her to step down and she obeyed immediately.

"O-Oh, uh...right! I-I'm sorry! I-I'm not good around strangers, you see, especially when they're tall and it's dark out and---"

"You're rambling again, my prince." Meliss politely pointed out.

"A-Ah, you're right! My apologies! Again! U-Um...y-you said you had questions, r-right? W-We could probably answer those..."

HIT HIM HIT HIM HIT HIM




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"Yeaaaaaaah no. Eating friends isn't very nice! How would you feel if I ate you?" :3

THE MOST PRESSING QUESTION OF ALL MANBEAR TIME

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---Vers---
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Vers continued to stay behind cover and spy on the group, almost dropping his firearm when he saw the group. Carefully, he scouted around and counted the number of people, taking note of the various motifs in their outfits. Pressing a finger against his earpiece, Vers contacted Cel once more.

"Cel, you got to get a hold of this. It's insane. We've still got the three people from before, but there are nineteen others with them. Ghosts, from the looks of it. And there's one more thing; everyone there has clothing, eyes and hair that matches the color of an Oress. Still, I think these might be the previous Oress holders. If they are, then why are they here, of all places?"

---Koren---
|That One Cafe|


Well, they'd succeed in putting the garbage bag over Koren's head, but he was yelling something once the bag went over his head. "dfgjvbb jghjtgj dfgdfg!! GFGBMTU!"

Almost immediately, sections of air punched right through the ceiling of That One Cafe. Sheep-shaped sections, to be specific.

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{{CEL'S NOT ACTUALLY WITH THEM BUT I'LL INCLUDE HER IN THE AVATAR THING ANYWAS 'CAUSE I'M LAZY}}


Cel didn't respond for a good long while. What he was implying...no, no, it couldn't be. The previous Oress Holders? That couldn't be. They died...well, Cel had died as well, but the Oress Holders disappeared some time after everyone went to Limbo at the end of the Competition. As far as she knew, very few - if any besides Opine and the Oress Holders themselves - people knew what happened to the Oress Holders. They were supposed to be missing, forgotten - they just didn't exist anymore. And what Vers was telling her...it had to be a joke! But if Vers didn't remember anything, then there's no way he would've been able to set her up like this...and he sounded sincere enough.

Not knowing what happened with Aita's whole summoning thing, Cel was clueless as to how they got here: as ghosts, no less!

"What's Opine up to...?! What the hell is going on?!"

After getting over her shock, Cel decided that it would probably be a good idea to respond to Vers.

"T-Then those vibes I was feeling earlier...no wonder they were so dizzying. They definitely have to be the old Oress Holders...but I don't understand how that's possible. To summarize, they kind of vanished before this Competition began. If there's three other people there...well, keep an eye on them. If they don't know what's going on, either, then use them to see if the ghost Oress Holders are actually...peaceful. If they do know what's going on, then find it out! This isn't making very much sense, so we need as much reason as we can get!" she ordered, somehow sounding confident, confused, and terrified all at once.




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"N-Now, now, please calm down, Mr. Oress Holder! We would appreciate it a lot if you would quit moving around! You're making this very difficult for us, you see?" Kilii requested, now working with Poice in an attempt to basically use the garbage bag as a body bag.

"And, I suppose kidnapping is a bit alarming, but we're perfectly friendly! I mean, we like to experiment on our friends...but it's not like we'd let it hurt! Intentionally! And if you're good, we'll even give you glow in the dark stickers! See?! It'll be fun~!" Poice added on in an uncomfortably enthusiastic tone. But, I mean, guy's got a point. Who cares about kidnapping and experimentation when you get friendship and stickers that glow?!

Meanwhile, FLO looked at the ceiling with an impressive sadface. )':




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Don't worry about it, Arella and the Chillies are pretty much Etna and the Prinnies but with more angel and less dood!

Spinet was rather impressed; she didn't really doubt Aya's intelligence (well, okay, when they first met she did...) considering her own contradictory semi-loli appearance, but she wasn't quite expecting such a detailed description from that one liner. Or the fact that Aya was totally being a pedo magnet, HIDE FROM TCC'S CHARACTERS WHILE YOU CAN Given her love for learning, Spinet made careful note of everything Aya said...she found it especially interesting that wings were used for 'comparison' purposes. Why? I don't know if we want to know how Spinet's mind works yet.

"Quite so. Well, actually, I don't believe I got your name. As mentioned earlier, my name is Spinet and that boy - who is probably doing terrible things to your room right now, just a warning - is Cornet; we, despite being two of Them, work under the two Head Reapers as assistants. Obviously, we don't spend most of the time working...and when we do go in to work, most of our time is spent procrastinating or just being generally unhelpful. Our superiors don't seem to care much, though, hence why we're here."




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At first, nothing happened - Mariol remained silent and unmoving, and Sileny was rather anxious behind her invisible smile. Did his death really affect her that much? Did his killer do something to her...?! Worried, Sileny inched closer, but abruptly stopped when Mariol shifted. The apparently only sleeping Mariol rolled over to face the King, grabbing his hand and holding it close. Her eyes opened slowly, indicating that she was still rather sleepy, but it was clear that she indeed remembered the King. Mariol smiled bittersweetly and moved closer still, continuing to do so until they were touching and she had literal solid proof of his existence.

"Am I dreaming?" she asked him quietly, her voice sounding as if she was desperately hoping it wasn't.

If Sileny could change her facial expression, the d'awwwww tears would be EVERYWHERE.




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Dicro's first instinct was to cringe at the return of loli cuddles...but her expression seemed to spark something AND THEN TRUE LOVE. The way she spoke right then, that look on her face...it all reminded him of something he'd seen way too many times - that broken happiness put on as someone walked off into misery. Given the opinion Dicro had formed of her within the past several minutes, that moment right there was rather jarring, to say the least. Stunned, further so by Aita's smile at Fray, he didn't say a word. Instead, an equally surprised Fray broke the resulting silence.

"H-Hmph. I still say lolis are weird...!"

That they are, Fray, that they are.

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By now Umbra had left Ara's room, and the adorable loli was busy dusting off her stuff because she apparently finds that entertaining. Once the knock sounded out, Ara gave a sugary "Come in!" regardless of the fact that that door was going to be opened either way. She smiled as Aita entered, wondering what kind of super-fun loli friendship adventures they were going to go on now~!

...D-Dangerous midnight adventure? Huh?!

Ara paled immediately, but she tried her best not to look scared.

"U-Um, sure, of course I'll go! But...i-if this is dangerous, don't you think we should ask an adult to come along?" Ara asked, respecting adults and underestimating loli power as usual. What a goody-two-shoes. PSSSSSSSH

Neren, meanwhile, just sort of chilled out in the hallway, waiting for Aita's guidance on where to go next.

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So many things, Flare. So many things.

Anyways, Shan didn't show any sympathy for Flare (but I suppose Shan not showing sympathy is kind of a given), instead looking slightly irritated.

"Tch. You're just going to make it worse if you keep moving around like that." he sighed. Still, the healing seemed to do its job despite the fact that the soul said healing depended on was...whacked-out at the moment, so Shan pulled Ciess' hand out and backed away, allowing Ciess to join Kim-Ko for some PUPPY CUDDLES. After re-organizing himself, Shan once again offered a hand.

"Hopefully that actually did something..."

SO OPTIMISTIC AND FRIENDLY

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Lorelei
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Wondering why her BFF suddenly paused, took in all the variables into account, and reached the grand conclusion to also look directly in front of herself.

Whoa.

Lorelei flinched backwards in a double-take at the color-coded strangers. But then leaned inwards with a inquisitive hand holding where I suppose her chin would be.

"Hmmmm...." Lorelei hmmmed leaning more forwards.

"Haaaahhh..." Lorelei haaahed and reclined her position then paned her gaze to the left and right.

After the nondescript pause of time it took Lorelei to think whatever she was thinking about she turned towards Nette.

"Hey Nette, this is just my intuition, but I think those people might know something about the ghosts" Lorelei whispered in her most hush-hush voice as she could, almost as if afraid what would happen to the world if such knowledge leaked out.

Oh Lorelei.

Mr. X
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And then Mr. X hit him

"Yeah, you see I'm kinda new to this whole 'test reality' thing, while I got some things down I still have a bunch of questions," Mr. X continued with not the most honest of smiles, "if you could show me to the person in charge that'd help a lot."

Phase one clear!

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Vers continued staring down the scope of his rifle, until an idea struck him (metaphorically, of course, despite however cool whacking someone with an idea might be). Carefully, he pulled back his rifle, unwrapped his duster - after all, he might need it if the weather turned for the worse - and conjured up some sort of futuristic screwdriver. Carefully dismantling the scope, Vers extended a wire from a compartment in his arm, and affixed the scope. Effectively, this connected his optic interface to the scope, allowing him to see at long range in his right eye. Just like Koren's rocket-sheep barrage, another idea struck Vers. As quickly as possible for a man of his intellect, a microphone materialized in his hands, which he carefully attached to the wiring connecting his firearm's scope and his arm.

Alright, that ought to do it. Time to see what this baby can do.

CArefully, Vers crawled to the edge of the building, and positioned his new apparatus at the edge, before bolting it down and slowly retreating back behind the air conditioning unit. Sighing in relief, he re-established communication with Cel.

"Cel, I've got a video feed up and running. I'm recording the footage right now, and I'll show it to you later, I've also got an audio feed, and I'm going to hook it up with the comm system, so you can hear what's going on. Just try not to yell into your comm device. The feedback from that would give me away instantaneously, and probably drive me deaf in one ear. Vers out."

---Koren---
|That One Cafe|


Koren was surprisingly silent. He must really want those glow-in-the-dark stickers.

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After staring at the ghosts in awe for a while, Nette suddenly realized that her bff was talking. She jumped half out of 'OH YEAH WORDS AND PEOPLE', half out of 'SILLY LORELEI'.

"They don't just know about the ghosts, Lorelei...I think they are the ghosts!" she exclaimed, actually sounding kind of surprised herself.

The ghosts started whispering amongst themselves, and grouped together. Eventually, the one with incredibly contrasting hair, eyes, and skin stepped forward, looking amongst the three. Nette subtly shifted behind Lorelei, while Ardin didn't look too intimidated. These guys were nothing like the ghosts he knew. After a few tense seconds, seconds that felt surprisingly long, the woman's gaze stopped directly on Lorelei.

"You." she spoke.

"You are the owner of Crona, my Oress, are you not?"

THE PLOT THICKENS except you guys already knew they were the past Oress Holders so not really.

Meanwhile, Cel merely gave Vers a quick "got it" before returning to silent observation.




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Meil tensed up again, but I'm guessing he would've tensed up if Mr. X was talking about puppies and ice cream. Well, actually, if a grown man walked up to him and started talking about puppies and ice cream, he'd have reason to tense up...

"A-Ah, the person in charge? That would be a woman named Opine Frazil...b-but she doesn't really talk to any of Us, much less the Tested...s-so I guess any of Us would be able to answer your questions." he replied, unhelpfully not explaining anything about Them.




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Unfortunately, since Banny was just as short, the two would be stuck outside of the elevator. >:X

"Dammit! How the hell are we going to get anywhere with this fucking elevator and its high-ass buttons?! Shit...well, what now?!" >:X

ANGRY BUNNIES ARE ANGRY >:X

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"Exactly! That's what the lava wants you to think! It's just hiding so it can swallow you whole while you're not looking!" Cornet warned, climbing up on top of the fort.

"But we're not out of the woods yet! These flying hamsters won't show any mercy!"

Okay, now that's getting a little ridi---

Bonk! Aya's shoulder would end up getting attacked by something invisible...but quite hamster-like.

Oh, shit. This is what happens when you let almighty beings imagine things.




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Narelle frowned, looking rather disgusted.

"Ugh, there's actually someone else around here that's even moderately like that bastard? And he created you? Poor thing. You can't imagine how much I pity you...being attacked by someone is one thing, but being connected to them? How to you even manage?!"

THE SORROWFUL LIFE OF CHARLES




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One fishie adventure later, Peylet and DBA would be back in the main pool area.

"The only room left to find is in the arcade...but it's getting late. Should we just wait until tomorrow, or would you rather pull an all-nighter and get this over with?" she asked, sounding like it didn't really matter to her because FRIENDSHIP and stuff.




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Bunny shook his head. :3

"But that wouldn't be nice! In fact, that would be downright mean! Bros don't eat bros! Even if it was for the sake of the universe, I wouldn't eat you. That's how tight we are, man. Soul brothers. Let's not hate. We can all love! or at least agree to disagree! Then we can sell illegal stuff and nuke things forever! Oh, and eat cheez burgers which, contrary to popular belief, is actually made of magic and awesomeness and love rather than meat. Truth." :3




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"U-Um...all right, if you insist, then I guess---"

Ara was dragged off before she could even finish responding, off onto a magical loli adventure that could probably only end in tears. Or bunnies. Or sunshine...? ):




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[Limitations? You mean with Tested anatomy, or with...uh, ghost anatomy?]

OH SILENY YOU'RE SO GOOD FOR DETAIL

Why does she write 'uh's and stuff in there? ā˛ _ā˛ 




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AND THEN GSG WAITED FOR DOUBLE-P-ZIZZLE

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---Vers---
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Vers continued spying upon the others, and tapped a finger to his earpiece upon hearing Crona speak up.

"Cel, do you copy? We have confirmation; these are the Oress holders."

Given how Crona was apparently able to pick out her successor, Vers anxiously fiddled behind the AC unit. What if Craya could pick him out?

---Durnam---
|The Park|


Durnam observed, from Preston's shadows, his new surroundings. Inevitably, this was their hideout, given the relatively large area for training, and the cave near the back. However, his situation was turning for the worse as Preston approached a lamp.

Looks like he's figured it out. Not bad, but you're not going to win, either way. You're lucky that my power doesn't last as long as it should.

Durnam didn't really notice what Preston did next, since he had already braced to strike from the shadows. As Preston's knife swung down to slice at the shadow's midsection, Durnam pounced out of the shadows, with his spear aimed at Preston's head. Despite Durnam's attempt to dodge the knife, Preston would find his blade embedded in Durnam's chestplate (although it didn't go quite through, given the hardness of the titanium carbide exterior. Still, it's something of an inhibitor). Nonetheless, Preston would - if only for a brief moment before DUrnam struck - notice the multiple black lines running across Durnam's face.

And then, Durnam drove his spear into his target, hoping that he could finish off Preston with one decisive blow.

---Koren---
|That One Cafe|


Koren just sorta chilled there, patiently waiting for them to go so he could get 'em glow-in-the-dark stickers.

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---Vers---
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Vers peeked through his scope; and, upon seeing Craya's gaze shift towards him, he swore under his breath.

"The mission is compromised. I repeat: the mission is compromised. I'm getting the hell out of here."

Disconnecting his arm from the wires, Vers grabbed his rifle and hopped off the roof. After landing on a foam pad, Vers carefully ran in Cel's direction, doing his best to get the hell out of there.

---Durnam---
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Durnam swore under his breath the moment Preston leaped out of the way. He should've just locked him in a prison of fire and burned him alive. That would've done wonders. But, this porcelain pyramid easily confirmed his suspicious: Yorito was visibly observing where he and Preston were. That, however, wasn't the problem. Durnam knew that this was only the beginning of a trap, but he could last through it if he played his cards right.

You know what's so damn great about stone prisons?

In preparation for upcoming events, Durnam conjured a chain that lifted up from the ground and sank back in two feet from its point of origin. And then, he sank into the darkness, waiting for Yorito to make his next move. However, Durnam knew where he could strike next, once he escaped from this prison.

Once I get out of here, this ends. I've shattered armies, and I can kill the two of you just as easily.

---Koren---
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Koren stayed silent.

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---Vers---
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Vers didn't really respond, considering how he was running for this life at this point. Within a few minutes, he was right beside Cel, panting from all that running that he had to do.

"Craya saw me. I figured that might give me away, so I ran the hell away. Anyways, it's already pretty damn late. Besides, I'm picking up some crazy disturbances over the Park, but I don't think that's safe. Let's get out of here. Not much use in hanging around here any longer." he said, gesturing towards the motorbike.

---Koren---
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Koren looked around, slightly amused by the turn of events.

"Do I get those stickers now?"

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Lorelei
| Amusement Park |


"They don't just know about the ghosts, Lorelei...I think they are the ghosts!"

:O!! Lorelei seemed to be quite surprised indeed at this revelation.

She couldn't believe it, she just couldn't believe it. Those fashionable people over there were actually ghosts!

If they were ghosts did that mean their fashion was also dead?

Do-does this mean my sense of fashion is also a thing of the past?!

No, wait wait. If I'm sure, fashion follows a cycle right? Just like reincarnation! That's right! These ghost must have come back to the world to bring the fashion of the past back! I'm not outdated, I'm on the cutting edge!

"You are the owner of Crona, my Oress, are you not?"

The contrast-ghost approached the still ecstatic Lorelei.

"Indeed!" Lorelei stretched out her arms upwards in an exaggerated fashion with a much more exaggerated accent, then after a pause awkward for everyone else involved she continued in a much more natural tone, "I mean, indeed I am, not indeed am not."

Clarification is very important

Mr. X
| Random Body of Water |


""A-Ah, the person in charge? That would be a woman named Opine Frazil...b-but she doesn't really talk to any of Us, much less the Tested...s-so I guess any of Us would be able to answer your questions."

The boy shifted his gaze once more, clearly uncomfortable.

Opine Frazil eh? Whoever she is, the mere mention of her name is enough to instill fear in children, Mr. X conjectured, clearly misinterpreting Meil's actions.

And these children, are they different than the tested? Mr. X changed his gaze to the back of each of their bare hands. Those "superior beings" or whatever said the only way out of the test reality was to win the competition, and that the competition consisted of fighting other tested. Mr. X's smile would then fade, then casting his gaze to the small boy who looked like he was going to collapse at any moment, and the small girl who caringly stood beside him. Something tightened at the back of Mr. X's throat.

So does that mean others who are not tested have no means of getting out of the test reality?

...

Are these kids going to remain here forever?

Mr.X expression became slightly pained as he looked at a patch of ground off to his right. His fists tightened and his teeth gritted.

Don't fuck with me! I'll break your shitty game, find a way out, and rescue them too!

A few tense moments passed and the boy clearly became more uncomfortable. Well I guess that's to be expected. Mr. X expression once more softened.

"Yeah, I'll probably have more questions later, but first why don't we do some self introductions?" A voice that beamed with renewed brightness came from a face with a grin which seemed much more natural than the one before.

"You can call me Mr. X, hero extraordinaire," A single confident thumb pointed to the star-man's face, "what can I call you two?"

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{{AND THEN GSG DIDN'T START DAY 6 BECAUSE ONLY THREE POSTS}}





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Cel was relieved when she saw that Vers was alive and well, as indicated by her sigh and subsequent loosening it up. She glanced back in the direction of the ghosts' meeting place before slowly following after Vers.

"You're telling me...today has been a long, long day. I don't really care where we go from here, home or elsewhere...anywhere but here would be fine by me! As many unanswered questions as I have, I don't really want to deal with...with them. Too many bad memories, way too soon. I don't think I'm ready to face them again." Cel explained solemnly, clearly ready to ditch this strangely depressing amusement park.

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Fashion suddenly makes sense now!

Anyways, Contrasting Chick stepped back, as did most of the other ghosts. They clearly didn't hang around Them often, because they apparently weren't used to delicious quirkiness. Nonetheless, she stepped forward once again after some nods from the other ghosts and some head-shaking from Ardin and Nette (for Ardin it was probably at Lorelei's silliness, for Nette it was probably for Contrasting Chick's unfriendliness).

"I...I see." she began with a mix between a sigh of frustration and a sigh of relief. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Crona...although, seeing how that would cause confusion due between myself and our Oress, I wouldn't care if you were to refer to me as something else. You see, in the Competition prior to this one, I was...I was you, essentially. We both held the same title and role, and we now even share a fragment of soul."

"Whoaaaaaa, plot twist!" Nette jumped, much to Crona's disdain.

"...Yes. Well, anyways, now that you're here, would it be too much of a bother to ask you a question or two? I'm merely interested in hearing how you feel about the Competition and our Oress."




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"Not so fast!" Kilii shook her finger at Koren, as if she was trying to calm an overly excited child. "If you want your stickers, then you have to cooperate, mm'kay? â™Ĩ"

Poice nodded and zipped over to a chair that looked suspiciously like a massage chair and patted it, as if giving Koren a friendly offer to sit down rather than a demand (which it actually was).

"That's right! We'll just need to you sit down here, and once you're all settled in, all you have to do is use your Oress! Pretty simple, right? Friends don't ask for much!"

YEAAAAAAAH FRIENDSHIP




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Not wanting anyone to drown in the loli depression, Ara quickly wiped her tears away with her oversized sleeves and put on a half-hearted smile.

"R-Right! I-I don't know how your contracts work, but I'm ready for anything! A-And then you'll be okay, right? S-So there's no need to be sad, right? I guess...I guess the panic just got to me, is all! Everything's fine now! It's all going to turn out right, so...s-so we should act like it!" Ara backed off a bit without letting go of Aita, deciding that she had to be strong. For who, exactly? Aita was the strongest loli Ara had ever met, and Ignis (who was probably feeling pretty damn awkward right about now) was, well, Ignis.

Ara figured it didn't matter either way; she'd smile for herself if she had to. Anything to flush out the misery.




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After writing down the given information on Elia's paperwork, He glanced up at her, curiosity piqued.

"You're implying that you don't have purpose anymore? Interesting. I'm guessing that you'd like an 'afterlife' that reflects that, then? I could probably make that possible, but the closest I can get to is turning you into an 'Absolute Ghost'. Not done very often, but it's your choice." He shrugged, sounding like He wasn't really going to question her either way.




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Peylet watched carefully, tilting her head to the side.

"What exactly is the purpose behind these 'interactive pictures'?" she asked.

SILLY PEYLET, VIDEO GAMES NEED NO REASON FOR THEY ARE VIDEO GAMES




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SO HEROIC â™Ĩ

Meil and Meliss clearly didn't understand the reasoning behind those tense moment of silence, and even Meliss jumped when the silence was broken. They seemed to be slightly comforted by Mr. X's expression and HOT-BLOODED BADASSERY, and quickly deciding that replying non-awkwardly would make them cool, too!

"U-Um...well, it's nice to meet you, 'Mr. X, hero extraordinaire'! My name is Prince Meil - well, u-uh, I mean, you can just call me Meil - and this is my friend Meliss." Meil introduced, managing to keep his nerves mostly under control. Meliss bowed before the mightiness that was Mr. X, and whispered something to Meil. He jumped, but, encouraged by a nod from the blue loli maid, Meil immediately held out a (trembling) hand for a handshake.

ONLY MR. X CAN INSPIRE SUCH BRAVERY IN A SHOTA

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

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---Vers---
|Amusement Park|


Vers nodded, and mounted his bike. "Yeah, it's been a long day. I don't think I'm going to run any tests overnight. It's probably a good idea for me to get some sleep, anyways. Then, you know, maybe I'd work out stuff from that book of mine tomorrow morning. Anyways, you don't have to fear me driving like a maniac. I don't really feel like doing that right now."

Once Cel got on, Vers would make his way to Castle Oress at a somewhat moderate pace.

---Koren---
|There|


Koren got up and sat in the chair, and Poice would find himself being whacked by something that felt like the combination of a hammer and a sea urchin.

Gotta love Sytel.

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Lorelei
| Amusement Park |


Lorelei was taken aback at the contrast-ghost's revelation. Quite aback. From what the ghost of fashion's past has said, they're practically long lost sisters or something!

Ah how good it was to learn you had a long-lost sister!

Sharing souls is what sisters do right?

"I'm merely interested in hearing how you feel about the Competition and our Oress."

Bonding! They were bonding! Normally this type of thing opened up with sword battles on rooftops or bingo conventions!

"Of course!" Lorelei more than happily chimed in, "well you see..."

This might take a while, though I can probably summarize it in one or two lines in my next post.


Mr. X
| Random Body of Water |


"U-Um...well, it's nice to meet you, 'Mr. X, hero extraordinaire'! My name is Prince Meil - well, u-uh, I mean, you can just call me Meil - and this is my friend Meliss."

...

Meil immediately held out a (trembling) hand for a handshake.


A small chuckle would escape Mr. X at Meil's almost comical shyness.

"Don't you forget it! Meil and Meliss right?Though if it becomes a bother to say just 'Mr. X' is fine." Mr. X shook Meil's hand firmly in his own.

Idle non-story relevant banter would continue for a bit before Mr. X noticed that the strange Neon in the sky was beginning to fade, like the days before it the strange weather was giving out no another one as the days changed.

"It's already this time huh?" Mr. X absent mindedly commented to no one in particular.

"Alright, its getting late so I should probably walk you guys home before heading back to the hotel." Mr. X turned his attention back to Meliss and Meil, "I still have a few questions though so should we just meet up back here tomorrow?"

DON'T LET HIM FOLLOW YOU SMALL CHILDREN! D:

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Lorelei
| Amusement Park |


Lorelei put on her most serious of seriousfaces (which presentation was still relatively sanguine and Lorelei-eqse) for the sake of SOUL SISTERS FOREVER.

If one had to ask Lorelei about her overall sentiments on the competition, Lorelei could not provide you with a clear-cut answer. After all, to Lorelei who has only existed as a dream up until now, the competition itself was reality, inseparable and indistinguishable due to her never having experienced one without the other. While Lorelei did understand that being part of the competition essentially meant you were participating in a murder game; "die" and "kill" were concepts completely removed from any sort of emotionally polarizing effects for her. And from information gleaned about the waking world from dreams, dying and killing happened in a variety of other places as well. As far as Lorelei was concerned, the Test Reality and the competition was as natural as one could perceive their world. Likewise, Lorelei felt as if Crona was a natural part of life in the Test Reality and not some sort of tool for an end; no matter what its purpose or origins may have been, Lorelei possessed it now and will use it as she feels fit within her limits of responsibility.

And while trying to be seriously serious, since Lorelei cannot help but be Lorelei, she totally said all of the above in pig-Latin (or something).


Mr. X
| Random Body of Water |


Arriving at the Random Body of Water once more without the jungle detour, Mr. X could not help but be briefly taken aback by the strange scenery of the lake/sea/river/pond under a semi-aquatic sky. But he had more important things to worry about. Mr. X took off in a slight jog, heading towards where he had seen Meliss and Meil last.

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Lorelei
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"That...that was beautiful!" she sniffled, "You really get it, don't you? You're such a hero, Lorelei! Don't you ever change!"

Lorelei turned away from the now vacant merry-go-round and towards her BFF.

"...Hat-way as-way Ihay alking-tay bout-ahay gain-ahay?"


Mr. X
| Random Body of Water |


"Yo! Did I keep you waiting?" Mr. X casually approached the two with a single hand lifted.

He was a bit doubtful towards Meliss' claim last night but they probably have their own circumstances too.

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Lorelei
| Amusement Park |


"Wait, shit, that means I'll have to go back to paperwork..."

Paperwork. Between Him, Nette, Sileny, and Ardin, that ws the fourth or fifth time she had heard the word. Though They all didn't seem too keen on doing it, and Lorelei hadn't the faintest idea of what such a word could entail; she was secretly jelly of their private paperwork club. Even if it was paperwork.

...Taking a minute to think about it, nearly everyone she had met thus far has been in some way related to this reaper paperwork club. Strange.

"So what kind of crazy misadventures shall we go on today?"

However Lorelei's feeble train of thought was not meant to be.

If it was escapism Ardin wanted, it was escapism he shall get!

...Though looking around there wasn't exactly anything misadventure worthy. Lorelei sauntered off.

Distracting, greasy, and definitely not child-friendly yes, but nothing that would qualify as true misadventu-

Lorelei felt a small indent give way under her.

*Boop*

The ground rumbled and churned (but mostly rumbled) as suddenly a split in the ground opened up and a large spiraling spire erupted from the ground. The ominous structure climbed above the tallest of attractions and had no intention on stopping. The immaculate stonework rose higher and higher, its incredible height bordering on the impossible one would wonder if it would just continue all the way to through sky before the medieval structure's ascent gridded to a halt, just short of ridiculous.

Her cohorts catching up to her, Lorelei would then look over to a sign adorning the entrance of the monstrosity.

"Free treasure inside! :D! See? Look at how happy that face is! You know it's because he got treasure! Would I lie to you? The answer is no! Now come on in!"

Free treasure? Oh boy!

Mr. X
| Random Body of Water |


"N-Not at all, sir! Y-You said you had some questions for us, right...?"

Truth be told Mr. X would rather not involve neither Meil nor Meliss, heck probably even talking to them could put them in danger. But he was uncomfortably short on information on the test reality, let alone Opine Frazil. And before he could even think of facing her he would first off need armaments and a plan of attack. Thinking of how to escape the test reality would come after.

"First off-" Mr. X began trying to list off the questions he had mentally compiled, trying to keep them straight to the point.

Then a spire which height was just short of ridiculous suddenly popped into the background.

"What the hell is that?!" The list flew out of the window.

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Lorelei
| Amusement Park |


Who can resist free stuff? Even moreso if it's treasure!

After watching her BFF and dearest aardvark enter the suspicious spooky spiral spire (yay alliteration!) Lorelei was naturally inclined to follow. Stopping just short of the entrance however a strange feeling came over her while looking at the sign once more, a strange feeling of familiarity that she couldn't shake.

It was as if she had been here before. Almost as if she had intimate knowledge of the spire. She felt as though that during the period at the end of day 4 right before the beginning of day 5 when she had wandered off from the Castle Oress Lounge right before Nago came, she had come here and built this spire. And that the sign written over there was in her exact handwriting and even her preferred font color. Lorelei also felt as though she had laden the spire with booby traps to capture unsuspecting potential friends which she could come back and greet later, and the whole tower was built through a variety of strange materials collected through the power of Crona. And that she had forgotten about all of this due to the events of Day 5 and her traumatic failed sandwich party.

But then Lorelei realized that these ideas were stupid and headed in through the entrance of the spire. Right below the door with a Nette-shaped archway.

...

Lorelei emerged at the top of an unnecessarily long stairwell to find Nette and Ardin at the foot of a room. The circular room's walls were completely lined with bookshelves which stretched as high as the ceiling save for a door with a large lock on it which seemed certainly in placed and locked. In the center of the room was a pedestal with three cone lamps equally distanced from one another. The cone lamps pointing inwards, on the pedestal was an open popup book propped against one of the lamps so that its shadow cast the contents of the book onto the middle of the pedestal. It was a picture of a man surrounded by machines.

...Some treasure. Books are for neeeeeerds.

The door closed behind Lorelei.

Not that it would prevent them from leaving as Nette and Ardin and just go back over There at any point and Lorelei could just time-travel her way out. But hey, it's ominous.

Mr. X
| Random Body of Water |


Mr. X scanned the thing from a distance, whatever the hell it was it decided to stop growing.

"I-I don't know! M-Maybe we should g-go check it out...?!"

So the kids didn't know anything about it either. Though Meliss didn't seem too concerned.

At any rate, it was worth checking out.

AND SO THEY DID

| Amusement Park |


Moving through the amusement park, the party eventually made their way to the spire although arriving at a different entrance.

Fun for the whole family! Treasure, weapons, secrets! Come on in!

Suffice to say, nothing could make the spire seem more like a trap than a welcoming sign.

Who had put this here? Opine of course would be his first guess, but for someone capable of moving persons across reality and creating her own, this seemed awfully roundabout. Another tested perhaps? There were easier ways to go about killing than constructing a giant tower.

No matter how much he thought and thought, coming to the tower did nothing to help identify its purpose nor its creator.

Though, whoever did create the spire was powerful, no doubt, it install it single-handedly. So should he wait here to find out who it was? Would they even pass by here? Even if they did meet would that change anything? What if the creator was hostile? Too many questions, and only a giant spooky spire for answers.

...It seemed lunging head-first into the trap seemed like the best option to get any answers, if he wanted any. But he couldn't bring Meil or Meliss into somewhere so dangerous. Should he just walk away without even knowing the face of its creator...?

Then suddenly without warning the sign adorning the entrance way gave out, revealing another beneath it.

Initially shocked Mr. X snapped out of his endless self-questioning and peered over to the newly exposed sign.

Are you just going to stand there forever? Don't be shy!

How did it know...?

Just then the ground under the party opened up into a trap door and they fell to their deaths onto a really super-fun tube slide! Too bad stone isn't the smoothest material so they only slid like 5 feet after falling quite a ways.

"Are you guys okay?" Mr. X got up, brushing the dust off himself.

The trap door closing behind them with a heavy thud, they sunk into pitch darkness. Oh and there were eerie sounds coming from the other end of the "slide".

Fun for the whole family my ass. Poor Meil. :(

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Lorelei
| Amusement Park |


Most unbecoming of a room with automatic locking doors and ominous pop-up books, once Ardin approached the book on the pedestal, the books on the selves didn't suddenly burst out and form origami warriors or whatever. Instead the book allowed itself to be picked up. A dreadfully boring read of a book, mainly due to the complete lack of words. The book itself was composed of five pages. A man with machines, a girl in a clock tower, a woman with a contract, a girl dancing with a scarecrow, and a girl stuck in an hourglass. Whoever the author was they weren't very good at author-ing.

However the book itself was seemingly of not too much importance as removing it from the table was seemingly the only thing needed to solve this ridiculously complex mind-boggling puzzle as lo and behold there was a key in an indent of the table beneath it. Oh and a magic wand-thingy with a label basically saying "Try me! But not on people." In several (non-existent) languages.

Then Lorelei jumped all happy-like. Most in-character mind you, and they wouldn't have expected any sort of explanation unless they didn't feel the flicker at all, in which case IT WILL FOREVER REMAIN A MYSTERY.


Mr. X
| Amusement Park |


DRR...DRR...DRR...

Unfortunately the sounds didn't seem to pay mind to the sound of pitiful cowering children as they didn't abate at all or turn out to the the sounds of marvelous cookie-making (though that would probably scare Meil as well).

Skipping over the narrative part of Mr. X's decision process, he eventually came to the conclusion that even though it might be a bit dangerous to leave the two back here, the tunnel seemed to lead only in a single direction so it would be possible for him to check out the source of the sound then come back to fetch them later.

"Listen you two," Mr. X tried calmly as possible to address them, "It looks like this place is the safest as it will get in this tunnel for now. I'm going to check out the source of the sounds. Once it's safe I'll come back for you two. Alright?"

Not waiting for much of a reply he got up and turned around, heading down the dark "slide" when-

The goddamned floor opened up again.

This time dumping them onto a strangely slick surface the three of them found themselves sliding down quite a ways, somewhere close to half a mile or so before they were unceremoniously dumped into a faintly illuminated room. Quite a large one at that. With heaps of what appeared to be scrap metal arranged in what could only be called a maze, any sort of ceiling was well beyond sight.

Oh, and the sound was much louder now.

Shot of happy or not, today wasn't looking to be the brightest of ones.

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Lorelei
| Amusement Park |


Ardin probably only finding that the only lock in the room which would match the key to be the large one in place over the door, his confusion at the room that lay beyond the doorway would have to wait until next post when he goes there. Mainly the fact with was filled with only toys and a large table.

"Uh...bippity boppity boo? Abracadabra? Alakazam? Open sesame? Kittens?"

One of the words seemingly triggering something deep and profound within the fabric of the universe, the wand did something.

With a sound not so much of a sound then a feeling and a flash not so much blinding as perfectly clear, the bookshelf violently exploded.

That being said, it was awfully tidy for an explosion; seemingly nothing other than the targeted bookshelf seemed to be affected at all. Even the explosion was incredibly organized if you could call it that. The planks coming apart in whole pieces, the books flying off the self with little to no damage, the pages of the book coming apart in tact. By the time a regular explosion would have concluded, it was safe to assume that it wasn't exploding.

The pages then began to deconstruct themselves, the paper diving themselves form the words printed on them. Then the words themselves peeling from their sentences into individual words. And words began to separate from their meanings and merely became unrecognizable shapes. The shapes being discarded, Nette would find herself looking at a tangle of concepts that represented a bookshelf with no more bookshelf or pieces of bookshelf to be seen.

Now what does this have anything to do with toys and a table?

Mr. X
| Amusement Park |


Mr. X inwardly cursed at himself. Not only did his actions get himself stuck down here, but Meil looked the opposite of alright. Glancing upwards at the seemingly infinite walls and the slide high-up in the distance. There was nothing of use around them, it seemed the only way out of this maze was the way the path the designer of it wanted them to take.

“It looks like a maze,” Mr. X replied evenly, looking upon the heaps of scrap metal and giving one a good kick, “whoever made this place sure had a lot of time on their hands.”

Turning back to the two, Mr. X accepted the reality of the situation and gathered his resolve to break free of it.

“It looks like the only way to go is forwards,” His voice slightly grim but without a note of depression, “I don't know if it be a way out or merely lead us further in, but it probably will be a dangerous trek.”

He paused. Then a stupid, confident smile appeared on his face.

“But as long as you to stay close I'll find a way out.” He reassured, his reasoning without any sort of basis but neither any deluded hope.

“Got it?”

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~Day 7~

Fellmund
~Amusement Park~

"Okay, you two better go hide. It shouldn't take very long for him to get here. Don't want him seeing you." Fellmund told his two 'friends', as he shooed them away.

lalala

Benny
~Random Body of Water~

"FUCKING HUMANS." Benny shouted at Vers, as he turned to Cel, "HEY BRO, LOOKS LIKE OUR SEXINESS DID ATTRACT A BITCH TO THE BEACH. FUCK YEAH!"

oh, benny

Mr. Thorren
~THE NEW AND IMPROVED FLOWER SHOP~

Mr. Thorren ran into his shop, and danced among his flowers. In the corner, he saw a familiar sight; Herbert, back from the dead.

Both of them cried manly tears as they had a manly staring contest. Oh, and Herbert gave Flyri a manly wave while still staring at Mr. Thorren.

The manliness in the room caused three virgin girls in North Dakota to lose their virginity. Twice.

Beatrice
~Umbra's Mansion~

Beatrice put her glasses back on, and smiled weakly at Kim-Ko.

"T-Thank you.. I'm Beatrice, b-by the way." Beatrice said, trying to make her cute little loli smile bigger and more cuter but it was still really nervous. But extremely cute.

And if Ara was in the room at this very time too, everyone in the Test Reality would die of diabetes. Everyone.

Poor Shan :(

Charles
~That One Cafe~

"I don't believe so, no." Charles replied, "I say, why do you ask?"

RUN CHARLES RUUUUUUUN

Skar
~Doll Shop~

Skar stopped and turned out, looking right at Flare.

"What are you looking at?" he snarled.

lolmanbears

Ricardo and Q
~Castle Oress Lounge~

"Well, since we aren't dead and she is, we thought we could get into Limbo still. But we aren't dead so when I tried to teleport me and Q over into Limbo, we ended up here instead." Ricardo explained, still not making a lot of sense.

Meanwhile, Q walked over to Raine in the corner, still smiling that creepy smile.

"What's wrong, miss? Why are you hiding in the corner? Do we frighten you?" the question mark asked. "Why so serious?"

WHY U NO SHUT UP

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~Day 7~

Fellmund
~Amusement Park~

Fellmund braced himself to catch said bullet, but he didn't exactly expect it be so.. you know, big. He opened his mouth, and the next thing he knew was that he was taken off his feet and found himself sliding across the ground, right through one of those food stalls. In fact, the damned thing collapsed on him. He made more than a simple headache now, that's for sure.

In fact, he had a few scratches and bruises on him, and the back of his shirt was completely torn away, which was bleeding his soul away pretty bad. But it wasn't like he hadn't been in pain like that before. And he had plenty of time to rest before Exuro showed up to find his body.

And the fact that he was buried under the wood of the destroyed food stall would provide a perfect decoy trap for Exuro.

Benny
~Random Body of Water~

"FUCKING STUCK-UP BITCHES AND THEIR FUCKING IGNORING BULLSHIT." Bunny shouted to no one in particular, "THIS IS FUCKING LAME BRO, WE CAN'T FIND ANY NON-HUMANS ANYWHERE! THERE'S NO OTHER FUCKING TALKING ANIMALS BESIDES THAT FUCKING HIPPY RABBIT DICK. AND REALLY, FUCK HIM."

Oh, if only GSG put Sprinkles in here. *coughHINTHINTcough*

Skar
~Outside Doll Shop~

Skar stared at Exuro as he went off into the distance, but went back to staring at Flare and waiting for a response from here.

LALALA DETAILED LALALA

Mr. Thorren
~Flower Shop~

Herbert turned his head away to look at Flyri, extending one of his spiky 'tentacles' to shake her hand. The Devilflower (or was it Deathflower?) looked like it was even smiling at Flyri. Huh.

FLOWER GIRLS WILL MELT THE HEART OF ANYOOOOOONE

And Mr. Thorren continued prancing around his shiny new shop, talking to all the flowers and crying manly tears.

Tears of pure testosterone.. when mixed with tears of pure estrogen, it makes a watery hermaphrodite. Yes.

Charles
~That One Cafe~

Charles being Charles, he didn't find anything wrong with that question, and answered it in a Charles-y way, "I say, I have no problems with death. After all, I'm dead right now, and I'm partricularily enjoying being a ghost, floating through walls and buildings and whatnot. I say, it's much faster than just smashing the walls open, and there's a lot less mess."

A casual conversation with Her. D:

Ricardo and Q
~Castle Oress Lounge~

Still smiling, Q replied to Raine by asking her another question, "Why are you such a bitch?"

why indeed

MEANWHILE OVER WITH RICARDO

"Ahh.. about that.. since I am a robot, I don't think that would solve anything." Ricardo sighed mechanically, suddenly shifting to his female robot form, his/her voice changing once again to Tara Strong's voice, "But I guess I could always try to teleport there again."

Not even phased by his/her sudden transformation.. but I wonder what Lililta will think of it.

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Very creative.

So... yeah. :)

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Oh dear god, man. I don't know what to say D:

Sure is useful over here

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"Well, that was interesting. Never seen a body not explode and just go flying like that... must be a Tested thing."

Satisfied with the destructive aftermath of his shot, Exuro lung Bad Company back over his shoulder and reached for the signature .44 revolver hanging from his side before descending the rollercoaster and heading for the shattered remains of the food stall. After emptying Painkiller's seven-round cylinder into the rubble, the mercenary reloaded and started rummaging through the debris for any sign of life still left. Now might be a good time to act.

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Hiding in the shadows someone, Flare muttered about her bad luck. She'd been hoping that Exuro had gone off in search of Ignis.

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~Day 7~

Fellmund
~Amusement Park~

"Hey asshole! Look behind you!" A bloody and bruised, but not beaten, Fellmund said from behind Exuro. He spat the bullet that had been shot at him on the ground, grinning a large evil grin as he did so. "Those legs of yours.. I don't think you'll be needing them anymore."

And with that, the unarmed fool would find several metallic cards flying at his legs from all directions, in an attempt to dismember him from the waist down. Wouldn't want him running anywhere, now would we?

Ricardo and Q
~Castle Oress Lounge~

"Oh, don't be bothered by that. It just happens sometimes. It's actually one of the more normal things that can happen when I'm around." robochick!Ricardo said, bringing her remote out from nowhere, "I dare you to press the button."

Meanwhile, over with Q..

"Why won't you accept the truth? Don't you think that would be easier?" Q asked that BITCH Raine.

Mr. Thorren and Herbert
~SEXY Flower Shop~

Herbert then proceeded to attempt to eat Flyri. But Mr. Thorren was too busy prancing around his shop and crying MANLY TEARS to save Flyri. (TTuTT)

detailed mmmyes

Charles
~That One Cafe~

"Well, since my master kidnapped me from my home planet with those magnificent powers of his, I was tied eternally to his soul. So when he got killed by a giant fucking laser, I died with him. But I say, at the time that I disintegrated into nothingness, I got rather upset and punched the floor, causing it to collapse. But since this place is weird, it was magically fixed within seconds of its destruction." Charles rambled on happily, "Anything else you would like to know, madame?"

HOW CAN HE STILL BE SMILING

Beatrice
~Umbra's Mansion~

"I w-was just looking for someone to be my friend.." glasses!Beatrice replied, sniffling slightly, "You'll be my friend, won't you?"

She then proceeded to stare at Kim-Ko with damn cute loli puppy dog eyes that could give diabetes itself diabetes. And then it would slap it across the face with happiness and cute loli tears and the implode from the infinite amount of diabetes.

In fact, a bunch of fat people donated their diabetes to infect the rooms with even more diabetes than before. So that means infinite diabetes + more diabetes = ?

SO MUCH DIABETES

Skar
~Doll Shop~

Skar entered the doll shop and noticed the little Chilly right away. He started drooling quite a bit, growling slightly. He had a hungry look in his eye.

RUN AWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

Benny
~Random Body of Water~

Benny decided to hope over at look at the almost-corpse of Lokk.

"..GET THE FUCK UP, MAN. JUST WALK THAT SHIT OFF. CHICKS DIG SCARS AND ALL THAT BULLSHIT." Benny shouted at the non-human form of Lokk, being rather friendly due to the fact he wasn't human. "PAIN IS TEMPORARY, GLORY IS ETERNAL."

BROS FOR LIFE

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Oh crap, thought Flare as she watched Fellmund rise. When he sent those cards flying, she realized she'd probably have to blow her little following act to help Exuro.
"EXURO, WATCH OUT!"

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Larya watched intently, cursing under her breath.

"Don't kill him, Magic Man! Sheesh! We're not gonna get our monies~ if the boss doesn't do the murdering himself!" she mumbled. Shrugging, she nudged Spark.

"All right, Sparkle Rat, guess it's our move! Blind that expensive-looking punk!"

After the nudging, she peeked out from her hiding place again and noticed Flare.

"Who does this chick think she is, interfering with our job?! I wonder if Ignis would give us extra cash for her...hm..."

oh larya, you and your monies~

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[I LIIIIEEEEEEDDDD]

Lorelei
| Amusement Park |


“Oh my oh my!”

The swirling concepts continued to swirl with no indication of stopping. Around and around they went, as if waiting for something. Something at obviously wasn't an impressed/trippin' out Nette standing in the middle of it. Indeed, even Lorelei was taken a bit aback at its swirling swirliness. It was her first time seeing it after all.

However with great swirliness come great responsibility to adhere to the laws of swirling; and the longer Lorelei looked at it, it became more apparent that this “swirling” was an affront to a expert such as herself. You couldn't even call it spinning!

She struck a pose.

I'll show you real swirling!

A few moments of complete silence passed. (Well actually not really since stuff was occurring as normal and it was just Lorelei that was remaining still but who cares about the specifics?) Sights locked on the metaphysical blasphemer, one could not help think of a duel to the death. Except for the part where Lorelei burst forwards all “rawlxzvidfanjk!!djk!”-like an old woman trying to get a bat out of her house by crazing the small animal into submission.

And it worked.

The moment Lorelei collided with the cloud of not-quite-stuff it seemingly dispersed.

MISSION SUCCESSFUL

Anyways if Ardin wasn't having any of this, he would find that the toy room was at one point, quite beautiful, with murals of green orchards and blues skies and the such. However, the contents of the room was in quite disarray, with various toy castles, building blocks, and other things strewn across the room. With only a single stuffed deer doll sitting in a chair in the corner of the room being the only undisturbed witness to the carnage that had taken place in the room.

If he chose to examine the table, he would find that it was covered in map-like pattern that seemed to be to scale with various toys other than the white rabbit. However He would have to find out what the map was of next post.

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"Okay! Uh..." Of course, Spark hid right behind Larya. And then, with his not-so-great Oress skills, he attempted to blind Exuro. :)

Very detailed post, people. Lazy person of the year here.

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"Awesome!" Nette clapped, loving a good trippy swirly misadventure like anyone else.

"Hey, hey, Ardin! Dude, you totally missed it! There was swirling and twirling and---" Nette began as she pranced after Ardin, ready to shove her happy acid fun times in his face. Nette being Nette, however, she was immediately distracted by the sight of the toy room. Proceeding to ignore Ardin completely (although he didn't respond anyways), she skipped right over to the deer doll.

"Bet this thing came to life and tore shit up or something." she mused. "You can see the bloodlust in its eyes!"

Ardin, naturally, ignored Nette's silliness and investigated the map.

AND THEN GSG PREMATURELY DEMANDED LODNIR TO POST JUST IN CASE

THIS ONCE A MONTH SHIT AIN'T GONNA FLY

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(Exuro, Day 7)

"Somehow, I figured you survived. It's never that easy with Tested. Alright, just hold still and I'll take care of your death request for ya-"

Exuro paused in mid-sentence after reaching for the Riot Shotgun usually tucked away inside his coat and coming up with nothing. It took a moment after Larya spoke for him to realize that his entire walking armory was gone. At the same time, Fellmund's razor cards came swooping around, but given Fellmund's sudden reaction and the warning by the now-visible Flare, he had a few moments to prepare. The mercenary dove to the ground, rolling to avoid getting his legs completely torn to shreds by the card storm.

Shit.

[Sneak 50] "You know, Tayl, I understand that this is just business and all, but think for a moment at who you're working for. I would have easily doubled whatever that bastard was offering you. Anyways, I should probably end this as quickly as possible before your friend shows up."

In the blink of an eye, Exuro had reached down into the depths of his Combat Armor leggings, producing a .45 pistol from a place that could be assumed to be unpleasant. Taking aim at Spark and Larya, he was only able to fire a couple of shots before being blinded by the influence of Shan. He proceeded to empty the rest of the rest of the clip in the direction that he was originally aiming, though he ceased and attempted to run for cover once he was out. Of course, he ended up running face-first into once of those damn inconveniently-placed, palm trees, after which he quickly felt his way around to the side of it.

"...Oh, you dirty little fucks. I should have expected this!"

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Fellmund didn't care much for interruptions, and also didn't care for Exuro shooting at his friends. So Fellmund did what any insane magician would do, and used to cloth handkerchiefs to pop up from the ground and attempt to restrain both Flare and Exuro. Since Exuro was near a tree, it made it even easier to restrain him to it. And since he was blinded, he wouldn't even see it coming..

If restraining both Exuro was successful:

Fellmund would then proceed to use one of his metallic cards to slowly cut Exuro up his right leg, then his right leg, and then jab it into his stomach. And that's all he'd do before Ignis arrived.

If restraining Exuro was unsuccessful:

Attack of the killer doves, which would proceed to peck at and pester Exuro until Ignis arrived.

So basically Exuro was fucked. And regardless on whether Flare was restrained or not, Fellmund would chuck several explosive coins at her feet, just to scare her off and such. 'Cause after all, he had no quarrel with Flare. But she was female, after all..

Oh god. D:

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Well, obviously Spark got shot, especially since he stopped hiding behind Larya and stuff. The shot didn't kill him right away, but he was bleeding pretty badly.

"Son of a bitch. I'm sorry, but..." Cue Spark tightening Exuro's 'blindfold' to the point where his head might start hurting. Also, while we're still talking about this, I might wanna say that it's at the point where it may or may not be clouding Exuro's mind. :)

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Flare had been running to help Exuro, so she wasn't restrained completely - although the scarves did get tangled around her legs, causing her to trip and skid along in the following explosion. She reached for one of her swords to try slicing them off. And whether Exuro had been bound and cut up or was just fleeing killer doves, her response was still the same.

"What the hell is going on here? Look, I understand if you have something you wanted to kick his ass about, but I was sort of hoping he'd help me get home quicker. Why don't you cut the party tricks for now?"

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"Thanks, but no thanks, compadre! 'Boss' is an immortal evil god dude, your monies~'ll run out eventually!" Larya shrugged, proceeding to double over with laughter at Exuro's pitiful laughter.

"Haha, nice one, Sparkle Rat! Ah...today's a good day. Today's a good day."

oh larya, you so mean

It was about then that she noticed that Sparkle Rat was kind of, you know, bleeding to death. Surprisingly, she actually jumped in a panic.

"W-Whoa, Sparkle Rat! U-Uh...what the hell do you think you're doing, getting shot?! F-Fix it or something!" she stuttered, as if she was attempting to express concern but had never had the need to.

PROBABLY THE MOST TOUCHING THING LARYA WILL EVER SAY

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LOL DOUBLE POSTS ARE COOL GUYS

HAVE ANOTHER EMOTICON I STOLE FROM TALKWEATHER (man that place has cool smilies)

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(Day 7)

Exuro

"I'm only here for the fuckass magician over here, but it seems like I was just being set up again. I really need to stop doing this. I can only guess that these guys' big purple bastard boss is going to show up at some point soon to collect his prize, so do me a favor and just fucking RUN. There's no use fighting him head-on while completely outnumbered, and you damn well know it! Go!"

As he finished shouting, the more significant effects of Spark's retaliation via Shan quickly began to take effect. Stumbling a few steps and losing his grip on his pistol, he began using the palm tree as a support to pull himself back into a fighting position. This, however, didn't last too long, considering that Fellmund's enchanted scarves had bound him to the tree within the span of a few seconds. Given his current, clouded mental state, it was difficult to ascertain Exuro's true reaction to being sliced up and pecked by the flock of doves, but the few words he managed to cobble together sure gave some indication.

"Heh... sounds like your friend back there's in trouble. Sixteen slugs fired... even if only half hit, he'll be bleeding out... maybe within the minute. Oh... by the way? Fuck you."

With that last, unpleasant-sounding remark, Exuro spat in the general direction of where Fellmund's voice was coming from. He was still bleeding from all the slashes, despite that, though they slowly seemed to be healing up at a fairly abnormal pace...

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Fellmund thought about helping Spark, but then he decided to just take revenge by torturing Exuro some more. 'Cause getting spit on isn't exactly something that Fellmund enjoys.

After chucking a paralysis gas bomb* over in Flare's direction, Fellmund unleashed a flurry of cards upon Exuro's legs. As in, they were going to be torn to shreds and probably be cut off, too. And Fellmund punched Exuro in the face for good measure. Mind you, he punches like a girl. But he punched Exuro just the same.

And then he looked over at Flare and just laughed. He had a rather strange look in his eyes too.

*paralysis gas bombs don't render you unconscious, but just merely make it so not a single part of your body can move, not even your mouth. Intense pain can reawaken the body, so it's not like you can be tortured. Intense pleasure on the other hand..

oh dear god

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"Purple...S-So you were holding out on me, huh?"
Sure, this whole fight was going about as well as scaling a volcano barefoot, but Flare didn't budge. Part of her, of course, wanted to wait for Ignis to show up and then hand him his own finely-sliced ass on a plate. Part of her...okay, Fellmund was creepy, but she didn't actually want to retreat, just come up with a better plan. Still, if she did that, wouldn't Ignis just get away again? And what would happen to Exuro? There was so much she wanted to know and-
Her swing at the incoming bomb was late and clumsy, so now no part of Flare can really do anything. Probably not even blink, and that is just evil because her good eye is gonna get all dry and itchy you prick. >:(

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By now, Larya's inexperience with worry was blatantly obvious; she almost looked like she was about to explode. Presumably the only thing keeping her from doing so was the fact that she was feeling pretty paradox-y right now. After taking a few seconds to try and understand what the fuck her brain was doing, she turned to Fellmund.

"H-Hey, dipshit! Don't be such a goddamn overachiever! Get the hell over here and patch Sparkle Rat up with your stupid handkerchiefs or something! We get more money in numbers, dumbass! Mission pretty-much accomplished!" she yelled. By the tone of her voice, though, it sounded more like she was saying 'HOLY SHIT DUDE SPARK'S DYING HELP DAMMIT'.

...Friendship?

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Spark fell over and started having a seizure due to blood loss. :) Wait.

"Sorry guys... Looks like I'm not gonna make it." Back up. WHY IS HE STILL SMILING? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE.

He gonna end up in Limbo pretty soon

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(Day 7)

Exuro

Mercifully for Exuro (and Fellmund too, considering that Ignis wanted him to be kept in one piece), his still-intact Combat Armor leggings managed to take the limb-severing brunt of Fellmund's card swarm. Granted, they couldn't hope to soak up all the punishment the cards had dealt to his legs, thus leaving the mercenary bleeding quite profusely through the many slashes now present in his armor. For a moment, it seemed like Exuro was about to lose consciousness, but that soon changed when a certain distinctive malignant energy signature quickly became apparent.

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Ignis

"I know that look, Fellmund. Trust me, there's nothing you'll want to see if you try to strip that old bag down... not to mention that she's the type of person who carries the ashes of her dead husband around. May not seem like too much to you aside from creepy, but I don't want to risk his ghost getting called out and turning you into fine Tested puree. Trust me, it took me months of planning and a good pile of platinum to arrange for his end, and it was still worth it to have that teleport-happy meat slicer no longer sabotaging all my projects."

At that moment, Ignis burst into the midst of the makeshift ambush point in the usual, flashy blast of purple flames. Julias was still noticeably absent, but the look on Ignis' face would make him seem welcome by comparison. After glaring over at Flare for a moment, making sure she wasn't going anywhere, he headed over towards the tree where Exuro and Fellmund were standing - or hanging, in Exuro's case. Speaking of whom, he went to respond to Ignis' arrival - presumably to spit out some form of Wasteland obscenity - but Ignis quickly responded with a quite-literally bone-crunching right hook, silencing the mercenary and leaving him with a rather off-kilter nose. After re-aligning said disfigurement with a quick, but equally-painful-sounding snap, Ignis took a step back to admire Fellmund's handiwork.

"There. All better. And Fellmund, I have to say I'm pleased with your work. Kept him in working order and everything. That's important... we'll need him in one piece for what I have in store. In the meantime, feel free to keep up the good work. Just remember not to do anything too disfiguring..."

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Smirking a Fellmund smirk, Fellmund bowed before Ignis, and casually walked over to Spark and Larya. When he saw how badly Spark was bleeding, he had the balls to say, "Hey, lemme take a shot at healing you, hehe.."

But then Fellmund wrapped a shitload of cloth handkerchiefs around Spark to try and stop the bleeding, then he looked at Larya and asked her something.

"Hey, is there any of Them that have healing powers? And if there is, it would be a wise idea to find them." Fellmund said as held Spark in his arms, stifling a slight laugh that would look totally not suspicious at all.

Totally.

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Flare probably still couldn't move, but she did her best to glare at Ignis and grit her teeth upon seeing him. And luckily, thinking angry thoughts doesn't require much muscle power.
You pla- Damn it, why didn't I realize that, why?! You bastard, I won't stop until you're ashes; less than ashes! I'll make you wish you never existed!
She kept her thoughts focused on rage and revenge, since she didn't want to risk Mr. Mind Games knowing that she actually hadn't been able to summon Deadly in quite some time. ...But in a weird way, his words also made her a little hopeful. Maybe seeing his wife and murderer in the same place would drag him out of wherever he'd been ghosting around? Then again, she didn't want him to see her like this...Flare snapped herself out of a daze, instead trying to send a look of sympathy to Exuro.

Also, who are you calling an old bag? >:U

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(Spark)

"It's about time you showed up, Ignis... haaaaaaaaaaaaa..." The shitload of handkerchiefs stopped the bleeding, but at this point it's pretty much useless. :c Baw. What happened next wasn't pretty. First, he started having a mini-seizure. Second, since he used his Oress while bleeding to death earlier, wether it had something to do with that or not, he was getting a shitload of pain either way. :)

"Hey, Tayl... We're still friends, right?" ... WHY WOULD YOU ASK SOMEONE THAT? OF COURSE THE ANSWER'S GONNA BE YES. I hope.

From his view, he blinked, and as soon as he opened his eyes he was in Limbo, just sitting there on the ground. In reality though, he pretty much disappeared into thin air. All that blood? Gone. Only thing that was left besides Fellmund's pile of handkerchiefs was Spark's Oress. Wait... Can you even take videogames with you to Limbo? ā˛ _ā˛  pffft doubt it.


So... mhm. I believe he's the 22nd person to die. :'D

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"T-That's a stupid question, Sparkle Rat! Of course we are!"

Naturally, Larya was pretty D:!!! when Spark keeled over. She didn't exactly have a lot of friends and she wasn't exactly used to having them die in the middle of a job...so she was confused on how to react. Was she supposed to be sad, or she was supposed to be happy that she could jack his share of the cash? Or was she not supposed to care at all, since she killed people all the time and her time with Spark didn't even last for the tiniest fraction of her eternal life?! Maybe she should be concerned, since she was planning on forking her power over to him if this thing with Ignis didn't work out? But, wait, did it matter? Larya hung out with dead people all the time since the laws of Entirety rarely applied to her...

Damn! Why'd it have to be someone she kind of dug? Why couldn't it have been Fellmund?!

Clearly, he planned this whole thing. I mean, that's the kind of trolly thing he'd do! Problem?

Noticing Ignis' arrival, Larya stowed Shan away and quickly focused on the inevitable receiving of monies~, hoping that that would be way less confusing and emotionally provoking. Well, maybe not less emotionally provoking, since monies~ bring joy to all, wheeeeee!

"Hey! We'd better get paid extra for this!" she demanded, pointing back at the pile of handkerchiefs where Spark once was.

YEAH IGNIS, THOSE HANDKERCHIEFS ARE REALLY VALUABLE AND THANKS TO YOU THEY'RE ALL DIRTY NOW SHEESH

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(Day 7)

Ignis and Exuro

"Yeah, sorry about that and all. There isn't much avoiding death in the Test Reality, especially when it comes to this line of work. I'll split his cut between the two of you for the job well done, I guess. Let me just take care of the rest of the unfinished business I have here."

With one of his signature 'this will not end well' grins, Ignis turned back to face Exuro. Judging by the fact that he was now staring directly at Ignis, Spark's death had caused the aftereffects on his Oress' power to quickly fade away. Given the fact that he had been disarmed of his backup pistol when Fellmund roped him up to the tree, there wasn't much that the mercenary could do other than await whatever Ignis had in store. Trash talk aside, of course.

"I guess I was doing the Tested a favor when I shot the yellow rat full of holes, if he was working directly for you. You could really stand to take a page out of his book and just die again, know that? That ugly mug of yours was better off back under the ground in whatever hell Black banished you to-"

Crunch.

Exuro's rant was cut abruptly short by another brutal cracking sound, accompanied by a howl of pain. In a rare demonstration of raw demonic strength, Ignis had buried the heel of his left boot deep into the chestpiece of Exuro's armor, the cracking noise undoubtedly a number of his ribs snapping from the trauma. Or course, this is Ignis we're talking about here, so the punishment didn't just stop at that. Not feeling content with the message his first strike had dealt, Ignis planted an elbow straight into Exuro's jaw before moving on, raining a furious barrage of bone-splintering, cringe-inducing blows that only ceased when it was evident that Exuro had blacked out completely.

"Miserable fuck thought he could throw his name around like he actually held any sort of relevance. So, anyone have any goodbyes before I put him down? He'll be back, but that's one mess you guys shouldn't have to worry about."

Oh, that can't be good.

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"I think that little bitch on the ground has something to say to him.. hell, I bet she'd love to do some 'plumbing' with him if she had the chance, hehehe.." Fellmund snickered, moving the bloodied handkerchiefs over to Flare's motionless body. And by that, I mean they were feeling her up. "Hah, I bet you like that, don't you, you little slut?"

Oh dear god. ;_;

"Speaking of that, what are we going to do with her?" Fellmund asked, turning to Ignis, and throwing one last card - a joker - into one of Exuro's many open wounds.

Dick is his middle name. :')

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"Ghgh...g...go take a drink from the Undercity, pongmang."
Which is worse: implying you drink sewer water or calling you an insult that I don't know the translation of? I'm going to say the first one, because that Kaineng runoff is nas-ty.
By this time in her life, Flare didn't quite mind getting covered in blood, but the severity of Exuro's wounds was hard to stomach. She still couldn't move completely, but did her best to give Fellmund a one-fingered salute when he turned his back.

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Normally, Larya didn't think much when she saw people get beat up: unless she was the one getting beat up, it was as normal a view as the sky. Right now, however, she was getting a kick out of watching Exuro suffer. No one beat up her thief buddies and got away with it...except her, of course! That was a sign of good, old-fashioned bro-ship. What Exuro did to Spark, however, most definitely wasn't a sign of good, old-fashioned bro-ship.

"Goodbyes? Pssssssh, good riddance!" Larya huffed, pretty eager to see what Ignis would do next.

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(Day 7)

Ignis and Exuro

After taking a step back from Exuro and the tree to admire his handiwork, Ignis reached into his coat and pulled out a large handful of lead scrap - slugs from a variety of firearms, if one was particularly observant.

"Excellent! Well then, let's get this show on the road... I've got other things to do today, after all. I'm bored with my usual method of snuffing out your life, though, so I decided to go with something a little more fitting for the occasion. I've managed to save the bits of lead that your little autocannon toys left behind, and I've been meaning to return them to you once I got free and all. Fellmund! When you're done getting your groove on over there, get Flare to take a good, long look at this. She has this lovely pattern of invoking death with her mere presence, so I don't think I could possibly have her miss this."

With a particuarly sadistic laugh, even by his standards, Ignis clenched his gloved fist around the lead in his hand. Within a few moments, it had been reduced to a boiling puddle of molten metal in his cupped palm, presumably not going up in flames himself on account of some skillful heat manipulation on Mirror Fyel's part. You know, or the fact that he's a batshit insane demonic pyromaniac.

"So, my old friend... any last words for your adoring audience?"

Exuro, being Exuro, naturally opened his mouth to speak... only to have Ignis wrench it open all the way and hold it with his free hand. It didn't take much for Ignis' plans for him to dawn on the mercenary, but before he could so much as utter a cry of protest, Ignis had emptied the fairly significant amount of molten lead into his mouth. Things for Exuro were over fairly quick, to say the least, but by no means was it painless, if the absolutely horrifying sound of Exuro's last, gut-wrenching cry of anguish was any indication. Aya and the other new arrivals to the park wouldn't have too much trouble hearing it, to saay the least. A few seconds of utter silence later, Ignis singed off the bindings holding the mercenary's corpse to it, letting it fall to the ground without too much fanfare.

"I've been dying to do that for a good fifteen years now. I come up with the best ideas when I'm locked away in utter solitude, don't you agree?"

Sometime shortly before this point, one of the small indicator lamps on Exuro's Pip-Boy had started to flash, though Ignis wasn't exactly paying attention to the device strapped to the mercenary's wrist. By this time, anyone in the Test Reality with equipment capable of detecting radio signals would notice a distress beacon originating from his current position in the Amusement Park. Considering the message bore Exuro's name, there wouldn't be too much to figure out in terms of who was broadcasting it.

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Fellmund noticed said Pip-Boy thing, however, he didn't know what it was. But whatever it was, he thought it the wrist thing that that one Predator had in that one sci-fi movie. So, being the coward he is, Fellmund took one look at it, and ran the fuck away.

Oh, and a rather risque picture of Larya fell out of Fellmund's pocket as he ran awa- wait, how, where and when did he get that..?

"They're after me lucky charms!" he yelled, running away from the starving children. Then they almost caught him, but then Fellmund was like "OH NO YOU DI'INT!" and got the fuck outta there using MAGIC. "I'm magically delicious!" ;D

how is that even relevant

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Mr. X
| Amusement Park |


It groaned once more, resounding and echoing incomprehensibly all throughout. A voice of lament, of wearing, of collapse, a voice which stopped one's thoughts; the only sound in the realm of rust other than the dry footsteps of those begrudgingly approaching. However, it didn't notice, it didn't care, and it didn't end. It only groaned once more.

Moving forward, he had to move forward. He didn't know which way was forward in a twisted labyrinth which branches never collided with each other despite how contradictory the directions were; but he knew he had to move forwards. Towards the noise, in order to get away from the noise. If he stopped here, if he simply let himself stand here....He didn't want to finish that thought. A room, a labyrinth, a realm of rust and junk, Mr.X's hand brushed across the dull brown surface of the wall. Even only having seen a small fraction of the test reality, he found it extremely strange that a place such as this had a place in the competition. Other buildings have been a hotel, a mall, an amusement park, places with an apparent purpose. But this...

The sound of shrieking and grating metal fills the air once more. Cutting off Mr. X's train of thought, making him not even sure he was even thinking of anything a moment ago.

...How many times has he heard that noise? Why can he still not get use to it? He turns around to his two small comrades who although don't look any more used to the noise than he, still continue on. The passage of time is surreal. He marches on yet not once has he felt overly fatigued. He travels forward yet the voice seems ever as far. How long have they been down here? A hour? A day? A year? Regardless...

Dry footsteps are heard from within the corridors of rust. An ocean of junk, they might have been something else before here, or it may have been something when they arrived here. But now they are only junk. The voice robbed them of their identity and ground away their purpose.

But even an ocean has an end.

A door emerged from the distance beyond their sight, slowly as they walked towards it, then quickly as they ran. A mahogany door which was not junk, rust, stone, nor screams. Mr. X laid his hand on the shinning brass handle and turned-

An interstice, a gap between here and not here. A small waiting room with three doors and where two places overlapped. Door one was the door they entered through, as they looked back they saw where they had been, but that was it. No smell of rust or the sound of steel. The scenery beyond the second door looked a lot like the first, however the junk was scattered, covering the floor so you couldn't even see the stone, and formed into tall hills that at some points seemed like you could scale them; it was also much more dark, much more dark. The previous area had no visible light source but you could see everything perfectly well, like the area under the bridge on a cloudy day. The place beyond the second door however was dark as the night, perhaps even darker. The mounds of scrap were visible only through a faint red illumination, as if you were standing in a field and over the faint horizon you were completely surrounded by fire. The third door however was very blurry, as if it needed some sort of lens to sharpen what lay on the other side. If one focused hard enough however they could make out that the place was dark, though not the unyielding black that existed beyond the second door. They could also see something of a silver colour; moving, turning, twisting at the beat of a clock.

Three doors, one choice.

You guys should split up, it always works in horror movies!

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Exuro...Damn it, damn it, damn it damn it damn it!
Flare managed to sit up slowly, pulling the remnants of Fellmund's scarves off of her legs. Exuro hadn't quite been her BFF, but by this point in her life, she was pretty sick of seeing Ignis murder people in front of her. And after what he'd said about Deadly's death, her survival instincts ("get the hell away from burning man over there before you die too, idiot") were giving way to rage. Her muscles were still a bit stiff from the aftereffects of the paralysis bomb, but she drew her swords and ran at Ignis, raising them over his back.

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Naturally, Larya was pretty happy about Exuro dying. As in, there was cheering hysteric laughter. Normally she wouldn't be this excited, but she was still kind of sore about the whole killing-her-bff-jill thing. Also, monies~. Also also, Larya was never really 'normal' in the first place, but I think you get the point so I'll stop stuffing random things already mentioned earlier that I'm just repeating to make this post longer to make our overall word count more impressive and to make it look like the reason this is taking so long is because I'm trying to put effort into things and make it all sexy.

See? Look at that. That was like, 100 words of bullshit but it looks like a magnificent paragraph full of plot-relevant insight. Also, I'm putting more padding right here because LOOK AT THIS, I COULD BE LIKE A POLITICIAN GODDAMN, ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? oh God what am I doing why do I think it's a good idea to post after eating brownies I'm so sorry.

SO ANYWAYS, Larya was pretty damn ecstatic and probably in need of a nap in an isolated area full of cash.

"Quality stuff, boss! So, what's next on the agenda?" she asked, her reaction time (in this mental state, anyways) too slow - or maybe she just didn't care enough - to say 'OH HEY, YOU'RE ABOUT TO GET SHANKED BTW'.

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IT'S ABOUT TIME, LODNIRFACE ):<

And to punish you, this post will be really short and lame compared to yours! It's totally because I'm punishing you, not because I'm lazy and/or incompetent, PSSSSSH! That's ridiculous!

Meil and Meliss and continued followed Mr. X closely, Meil trying his very hardest not to scream and just zap himself back over There. That was actually pretty impressive for him; he clearly had a lot of confidence in and respect for Mr. X.

Once they reached the three doors, Meil adamantly stuck by Mr. X; the thought of going through one of those doors on his own terrifying him. Knowing he'd react that way even before they saw the doors, Meliss stood apart from the group.

"It's probably best if we split up. The two of you go through one door, I'll go through another." she suggested.