Chronology: Ultimate

[quadraxis201]

Akari "Paladin" Kishiri
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During Akari's search of the room, he noticed a very cute plush of Morgana, glancing up at him. Akari was... only kind of amused. "Considering we're dealing with a demon that can bend reality, it wouldn't surprise me if, the second I even go near that plush, it's going to do something that's the complete polar opposite of adorable, and yet... it's... actually pretty well-detailed. Kudos, radio guy, kudos." Akari decided to pull up a chair anyway and faced the plush, resting a fist on under his chin as he sat down and locked eyes with it.

/Even still... screw you for making it so my poor pocket fox is all alone in a casino bathroom in Hell and thinking a plush of Mona, however lifelike it may be, will be some complete substitute since I can't go rescue them./​

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[thatguyinthestore]

Aloy found that the round shape was...

A tiny, green goblin... thing. The creature, which was merely in a round, metallic outfit, was easily able to fit inside of Aloy's palm. It soon did so, climbing up into her hand. It stared up at her and tilted its head with a perplexed expression.

darkred


Inside of Jak's closet, he found that there wasn't anything in there. The keyword being thing.

Sentient beings, however, were a whole different story. And what people these two were. They were bananas... wearing pajamas!

"Oh my! Is this a new friend!?" The left banana, who's pajamas were branded "B1", asked as he looked towards the other sentient fruit.

"Why, I believe it is!" The other banana exclaimed with a laugh. They both spoke in Australian accents, oddly enough. "Should we give 'im a warm welcome, brother?" B2 asked, which earned a bit of a laugh from B1.

"We shall!"

And, with that, the Bananas in Pajamas began to slowly walk towards Jak, with their arms stretched outwards...

darkred


Luckily for Frank, this time he was able to grab the remote without anything happening. Assuming that he pressed the button, a loud, high-pitched "DING!" noise would soon play from behind him. If Frank were to turn around, he would find that the ceiling above him had popped right on open. Or, more accurately, a trap door in the ceiling. Out of said trap door, a latter proceeded to fall right on out, leading up into what appeared to be some kind of attic-like area.

BarrenThin2


The messages that Yang had were... well, some of them were nice. Stuff like, "I love your shows!" and "I'm your biggest fan!" Were plentiful in their amounts. However, some of them were creepier, saying things like, "I want to sniff your feet," and... well, let's just say it was about the quality of what you'd find in the comment section of a porn video. However, as Yang shifted further through the notes and messages, she found an interesting one. It simply read, "CHECK GAUNTLETS." in all caps.

marc122


As it turned out, Weiss didn't even need to look around the room for her next clue. Because as she got closer to her ice statue, she would find that there was a flashing red light from its center. It appeared to be a mechanical spider of some sort...

marc122


Fuma's letter read,

"Dearest Fuma,

I know it has been long since we parted ways, and I do hope that I am not intruding by writing this letter, but I simply could not resist the prospect of speaking with you again. Even though you have long since risen to impossible levels of fame and stardom thanks to your many car insurance commercials, I still long for you. I long for the days when we would hold hands by the seaside. Or when we would simply gaze up into the stars together upon my truckbed. Yes, even though it has been many a year since I have last seen you, I wish for us to meet again. Please, dearest Fuma, look in the bottom right drawer of your dresser. There will be a gift in there, which will no doubt trigger memories of our long-forgotten love.

Best Regards,
Mimaki."

Wait... Mimaki?

CutieBoop


As Mimaki pulled up a chair and faced the plush Morgana, he would find that it, unfortunately, did not lunge at him in an attempt to attack him or eat his brains. Rather, all that really ended up happening was... well, nothing at first. There was silence in the room. Eerie, dead silence. A silence that was broken only after what felt like an eternity later, by what appeared to be some kind of rhythmic ticking noise, coming from inside of the Morgana plush...

quadraxis201​

 

[Lazaro1505]

Tardif the Bounty Hunter:

HP: 52/52
Stress: 8/100​

Well, whatever that demon has in store for me... it seems to be interesting..... but even with the black tuxedo and gift basket, I can already list all the things wrong with this right now. First of all, the tuxedo barely provides any form of physical protection against blows, and I highly doubt that it was magical in nature.... unless the Radio Demon really wants to mess with me that badly, and the gift basket.... what kind of words this thing might have on it, other than some words that actually seem worse given the context of the situation, which may be words that are greatly taken into bad meanings here like ‘go break a leg’ or ‘Have you head up high and speak proudly....’ well, that one wasn’t considers bad, but still..... I felt that there was really nothing I could do here other than play along with what the Radio Demon has in store for me. So, I reached out towards the tuxedo, leaving my axe and whetstone on the table near me.... gripping the soft dark cloth of the clothing.... before I used my other hand to grip my helmet, and beginning to rem-.......

“Father.... why must we run....”

“Because it’s not safe here...”

“Why father?”

“I.... have made some deals with the wrong people.... just hurry up and grab whatever you can carry.... we need to leave quickly....”

.....

“Oh no... they are here... son, quickly, drop what you have, we barely have enough time...!”

......

“Father!”

......


“Hmm.... this feels..... unnatural.... “ I said to myself, as I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and for the most part, I seem to be my normal self, considering I am still wearing my helmet and mesh covering, but for the rest of my body, other than my hands, which were still covered in the brown leather gloves, was replaced with the tuxedo, the rest of my armor laying in the floor, and while wearing this, I couldn’t help but feel.... naked in a way, maybe it’s because I’m so use to my armor, even when sleeping in it... I guess I haven’t worn anything else in a long while... but I wouldn’t dare try to go against what Alastor had in plan, I’m just trying to buy as much time as I can to get a plan that would actually work, but that would take exploring what was beyond this door, and observing my environment greatly, which was undoubtedly controlled by the demon.....

I merely made a audible sigh as I grabbed the now sharpened axe from the table, putting it onto my back, as it stayed there, and while I didn’t have my armor, it didn’t mean that I also carried my weapons over to my new pieces of wear, the hook and rope, my axe, a belt holding not only two scrolls but a few flash bombs as well, and pretty much anything else I needed for my Arsenal. I did however, looked at the same gift basket from before, but it wouldn’t hurt to check of its message and what it has inscribed onto it, as my right arm reached out, and grabbed the basket, before checking out the message on it and what lies within the basket.
thatguyinthestore

Gretar​

“Well this wasn’t here when I last checked it... or I didn’t notice it in the first place...” as Gretar now had his sights set in this brown piece of clothing sitting around all folded up, so, he did what any person in the same situation would do. He grabbed the brown piece of clothing and unfolded it, trying to see it in full detail, what it may have on it, or what it’s general look may be..... or it’s smell.... Gretar just wonders what the hell it is and what can he do to interact with it other than looking straight at it.

thatguyinthestore

 

[darkred]

• Aloy
• Aloy weapons and supplies
• Jak/Mar
• Jak/Mar's abilities, weapons and supplies

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  Aloy
  Status: Alright
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  Aloy looked down at the small tin man green alien thing. She was confused at what it could do or not do.
  
  "Hello?"She tried to speak to the alien.
  
  
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• 
  
  Bow
  Hunter Bow
  Sharpshot Bow
  War Bow
  
  Forgefire FW
  Icerail FW
  Rattler
  Ropecaster
  Sling
  Blast Sling
  Stormslinger FW
  Tearblaster
  Tripcaster
  Heavy Weapons
  
  Some weapons can be picked up from dead human enemies, or shot off of machines. The following weapons cannot be purchased from merchants, and their ammo cannot be crafted.
  
  
  
  
  
  Deathbringer Gun
  Disc Launcher
  Firespitter
  Firestriker
  Mine Launcher FW
  Oseram Cannon
  Ravager Cannon
  Melee Weapons
  
  
  
  *Spear
  
  Sylens' Lance
  
  Stealth Weapons
  
  Blast Sling
  Traps
  Tripcaster
  Gifts given by Kassandra:
  
  Dark arrow
  
  Electric Arrow/Death Arrow
  
  
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  Jak's mouth fell at the sentient bananas. "WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?!"
  
  The eco warrior shuddered for a second and instead aimed his Morph Gun at the two.
  
  thatguyinthestore
  
  
  
• 
  
  Forms:
  
  Dark Jak
  Light Jak
  
  
  
  Weapons:
  Morph gun:
  16 mods
  Sleepytime
  
  
  
  Armor:
  Mar's armor
  
  Equip: Multiverse Watch
  
  

 

[DerpyCarp]

Lealan stares at the Lamp with suspicion, before shrugging and turning it on, positioning it to bask her form in it's light. She exposes as much surface area of her body to it's ray's as possible, removing any protective layers, and enjoying the photosynthesizing session.
thatguyinthestore

 

[marc122]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

???
#99D5FF and #FAC51C = Speech
(Freezer) (Burn)​

At this point, Yang had further grown suspicious. What happened? First, she was a Huntress, now she was...a stage actor? Whatever this Yang's universe was, she probably was a bastardized version of her, judging by the kind of thing Alastor was. Some of the notes were innocent enough, but others were...not quite as nice.

And then there was a note telling her to check her gauntlets.

So she checked the one gauntlet she had left.

— - — - —​

While Weiss was looking around the room, eventually she had come back towards the ice statue in question. However, instead of taking the time to admire more of it, instead she found a mechanical spider within it. Her eyes narrowed towards it, then she spawned a black Gravity Glyph underneath the sculpture in question.

thatguyinthestore (GM)

 

[CutieBoop]

Fuma

Fuma read this carefully, word to word. While it could be a letter from Mimaki(?), something was off. Something... perked her demon senses, within her hat, and her real voice. She doesn't think anyone could hear her two voices, at the moment. If anyone else could, then that might just be a surprise. This seemed fake as hell.

"

Huh? What is this? Mimaki wouldn't write something that had something to do with cars. That doesn't sound like my Mimaki. Fuma never forgot Mimaki, and Fuma had plans for us in our future! ... With the real Mimaki, of course. What is in that bottom right drawer, anyways?

HUH? WHAT IS THIS? MIMAKI WOULDN'T WRITE SOMETHING THAT HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH CARS. THAT DOESN'T SOUND LIKE MY MIMAKI. FUMA NEVER FORGOT MIMAKI, AND FUMA HAD PLANS FOR US IN OUR FUTURE! ... WITH THE REAL MIMAKI, OF COURSE. WHAT IS IN THAT BOTTOM RIGHT DRAWER, ANYWAYS?

"

After the brief moment, she followed the directions of the letter, checking to see what was that gift. Maybe the letter was meant for another Fuma, but she can hope it will be useful in terms of gifts and such. She'll just put this letter in her dark magical void once she's really done with the letter. It better not be a waste of time...

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Mentions: Celestial Speck (Not direct, just mentions and plans)​

 

[AlexandraRoseLeclerc]

Jett

Location: Her Own Dressing Room
Expression: Feeling Dazed
Interaction: N/A
Mention: thatguyinthestore ​

"I'M AFRAID NOT! Alastor exclaimed in response to Tardif with a small laugh to himself. He looked upon the entire group with a clear intent behind his static-filled eyes: destruction. His pointy, jagged teeth were dripping with crimson blood. And, judging by the low-quality growl that emits from the microphone he was holding in his right hand, it was clear that this hunger wouldn't be satiated any time soon. Frank's weak words made his eyes widen a bit more in interest, which was followed by the quirk of a single brow. "AN EXCHANGE?" He asked, bringing up his hand to tap his index finger delicately against his chin. The demon's eyes pointed skywards a bit as the hummed off in a bout of thought, saying, "But what could you offer me?"

Despite Kyou's best efforts, his attempts really didn't seem to do anything to the famed Radio Demon. He merely stared up at him with a smile and raised his hand in a small waving motion, not saying anything else. Instead, Alastor continued staring at the group, not even slightly acknowledging the spirit's efforts, as he instead found himself laughing a bit at Ellie's threats. "Well, aren't YOU cute as a button?" He asked, before laughing again and bending down to pinch Ellie's cheek slightly. Just as soon as he'd knelt over, he brought himself back up to stand, now facing Lazarus. "Well, if you truly are prepared to make such a deal with me..." He paused to toss his staff into the air, before catching it in the other hand. Once he'd done so, he slammed the staff onto the ground. And, once he'd done so, the world began to distort around you all. It was as if you were all inside of an old television set, and someone had just changed the channel. One by one, objects turned to pure static and fizzled out of existence around you. This included Alastor, who was now only a pair of eyes and a pointed, toothy grin.

Those of you who weren't with Alastor would have this same effect as well. Whether you were in the bar, the casino, or uptown with Charlie... you all found the world around you turning to pure static.

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"Then I suppose we'll need everyone present..."


Mid-Chapter Update
"Take Your Seats"

Despite not falling unconscious during this most recent trip, you all found yourselves dazed. Your head was spinning for a quick moment, but it quickly wore off. Once you all managed to regain your composure, though, you found that two things had happened.

One, you appeared to have found yourselves inside of a dressing room of sorts. The line of mirrors definitely made it out to be some kind of theater dressing room - for actors and actresses and the like. But, he second discovery was perhaps worse than this... not so bad one.

You were alone.

Not as in, the group as a whole is alone together. No, no. Each and every one of you were alone in your own secluded dressing room.

Privacy is important, after all.

Cast List
PolikShadowbliss as Supergirl (DC Comics) and Zwei (OC)
Kameron Esters- as Captain Falcon (F-Zero) and Lars Alexandersson (Tekken)
quadraxis201 as Akari "Paladin" Kishiri (Persona OC)
Necessity4Fun as Sage Kaelber (OC)
ConnorOfficials as Lilith (OC)
JRay as Sora (Kingdom Hearts) and Rex Salazar (Generator Rex)
DrDapper as Carlo Thomson (Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood OC)
DerpyCarp as Lealan Deathweed (Starbound OC)
Thepotatogod as Hiryu Kokogawa (Kamen Rider Zi-O) and Whisper the Wolf (Sonic the Hedgehog)
Birb as Ike Plymont (OC)
2Bornot2B as Tanya Degurechaff (The Saga of Tanya the Evil)
darkred as Jak/Mar (Jak and Daxter) and Aloy (Horizon: Zero Dawn)
Laix_Lake as Orbeck of Vinheim (Dark Souls III)
92MilesPrower as Deadpool (Marvel Comics) and Sonic the Hedgehog (Sonic the Hedgehog)
Venom Snake as Venom Snake and Solid Snake (Metal Gear Solid)
Crow as Ben Tennyson (Ben 10) and The Agent (Club Penguin)
Smug as The Judge (OFF)
Yamperzzz as Tektite and Xenophon (OC)
Meraki as Antoneva (Eternal City)
Chungchangching as Tandem (Climaxverse) and Cartoon Network-Tan (Channel-Tans)
PopcornPie as Megumin (Konosuba) and Lucky O'Chomper (WHACKED!)
Sir Skrubbins as Frank West (Dead Rising) and The Medic (Team Fortress 2)
TheElenaFisher as Blake Belladonna (RWBY) and Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon (The Witcher)
Benedict Cucumberpatch as Himself (Classified)
QizPizza as Delsausage Roweiner (inFAMOUS AU/TCS OC) and Alexis Kuroki (OC)
FactionGuerrilla as Arthur Morgan (Red Dead Redemption II) and Kassandra (Assassin's Creed: Odyssey)
Riven as Umbra (Warframe)
Sayo-Nara as Dib Membrane (Invader Zim)
Lazaro1505 as Gretar (For Honor OC) and Tardiff the Bounty Hunter (Darkest Dungeon)
@FoolsErin as Bayonetta (Bayonetta) and Tony Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe)
@Frankie as Gilgamesh (The Unwritten) and Molly (Power Rangers OC)
@StaidFoal as William Joseph Blazkowicz (Wolfenstein) and Corvo Attano (Dishonored)
@jigglesworth as Captain John Price (Call of Duty: Modern Warfare)
marc122 as Yang Xiao Long and Weiss Schnee (RWBY)
Zamasu as Jared Williams (OC) and Shanoa (Castlevania)
BoltBeam as Agent 3 (Splatoon)
@bloodyninja64 as Dennis Robbins and Kanon Marshall (OC)
AlexandraRoseLeclerc as Jett and Sage (Valorant)
Celestial Speck as Kyou Tana and Cópia de Mimaki Kunosuke (OC)
Ciscodog as Killua Zoldyick (Hunter x Hunter)
@GearBlade654 as Force Commander (Dawn of War 2) and Praetorian (XCOM 2)
@Attesa as Haws (Roblox) and Venice/Spooky (Havoc Fox)
@Jabroni as Jeff "The Dude" Labowski (The Big Labowski)
@Ellya as Ellie (The Last of Us) and Atreus (God of War)
CutieBoop as Yoshi (Super Mario Bros) and Fuma Mishandra (Touhouverse)
BarrenThin2 as Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher) and Frank Castle (Marvel Comics)
@QizPizza as Gunner Sergeant Lazarus Yongheng Huang (OC)
Jeremiah as Blaze the Cat (Sonic the Hedgehog) and Baiken (Guilty Gear)​

Jett meanwhile was doing her job as a waitress and tries to listen on the customer's order before she could wrote down the order on her small paper pad and puts the paper on the hanger that could show the order to the chefs of Boo-Cino, but when she could feel her head getting a bit dazed later on after she is done doing some orders trying to write before she tries to regain her composure and found herself in a dressing room saying to herself "Alright, I need to calm myself down. But what the hell is going on??!! I was now doing my job for some money then I'm now in a dressing room after I got dazed, I hope Thorne is here as well..." Jett took a look of herself in the mirror saying to herself once again and sighed in a very curious look on her face and was trying to actually think about this type of situation on her own opinion "Okay, Jett... I don't know who did this but I predict that the rest feel the dazing as well, and I'm all alone in a dressing room so I also predict that everyone has their own dressing rooms including Thorne." She looked at her knives that were on her holster while trying to not having none of it for now, she tries to sit down on a chair while she doesn't want to use her communicator since she thinks that there is some static connection so it will be impossible to find a better signal to call the rest. She does either wait for the prefect time to find the rest of the MPF and Thorne or just be patient on something to do on solving on who is responsible of making her dazed and taking her into this dressing room.
Thorne

Location: Her Own Dressing Room
Expression: Got Confused on What Happened
Interaction: N/A
Mention: thatguyinthestore
Thorne was trying to not attack the Radio Demon and looked at his staff being thrown on his other hand and then he placed his staff onto the ground which she could feel the same daze as Jett and everyone else, after she regained her composure after she shakes her head in confusion and tries to think about something to do with the Radio Demon saying to herself in a mumbling voice once she looked at the dressing room with no-one as well so she is all alone in a dressing room "Why did he just make all of us dazed and now I'm all alone in dressing room..... I could just talk to him about something but I'm too late for it, I wish that all of us including Jett could just think about our plans for the future once we are alive after our short lived time in Hell by now..." She looked around her about what will happen if she is now out of the dressing room, she waits for something could be happening while trying to have some bit of a chilling sensation inside of her mind.​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

When Tardiff decided to inspect the note that was attached to the wrapped basket, he would find that it was short and sweet. It simply read:

"A Gift

- Al"

Below those few short and sweet words was a little doodle of a smiley face. How cute. The contents of the basket itself seemed to be what looked like assorted candies, including Reese's, M&M's, Paydays, Mister Goodbars, Hersheys, and Skittles. There were also some various sodas, primarily Coke and Sprite. And, finally, there seemed to be a... bottle of hair gel. Weird.

Lazaro1505


When Gretar unfolded his outfit, he found that it was a monkey costume! One that had been perfectly tailored to his size, in fact!

Lazaro1505


The small goblin creature began to frantically wave its arms around and screech incoherent nonsense in its high-pitched, scratchy voice when Aloy introduced itself. It didn't seem to speak even a syllable of English (or any known language, for that matter). Instead, it simply babbled on and on within Aloy's grasp while waving its arms up and down in rapid, frantic motions.

darkred


"D'awww! It just means we wanna be your new friend!" B2 exclaimed with a giggle as he and his brother continued to inch towards Jak. They didn't even seem phased by the gun he pulled out. Instead, they simply continued to slowly inch their way forwards, with their arms outstretched for some severe huggin'!

darkred


While Lealan basked in her newfound light, she would begin to hear whispers from around her. They were too faint for her to make out what exactly they were saying, but every time the plant lady turned in their direction, she'd hear it come from behind her. And then, when she looked in that direction, they'd come from the other side.

DerpyCarp


Inside the one gauntlet Yang had left, she found what appeared to be...

"Well, hi there, Yang!"

A... tiny talking cricket. In fancy clothes.

marc122


The gravity glyph proved successful in pulling the mechanical spider out from its icy cage, and soon enough, Weiss found it within her grasp. The mechanical spider in question appeared to have a small camera attached to it, one that was still running even as Weiss picked it up.

marc122


When Fuma made her way downwards and opened up the drawer, as she'd been directed to, she would find that it was what looked like a... wig? And not just any wig, either. It was the kind of hairstyle you'd see on some housewife from a 60's sitcom. Or like... a Karen.

CutieBoop


Much like Supergirl's previous efforts, Thorne was unable to find a way out of her dressing room. There was the door, of course, but it was locked.

AlexandraRoseLeclerc​

 

[Ciscodog]

Killua Zoldyck

Mood: Nervous
Nen: 100%
Stamina: 100%
Health: Average
Interactions: thatguyinthestore (GM)

"A suit of armor? Huh. Well, I am in a dressing room."
And with that Killua attempts to try to take the armor off the mannequin.

He first releases the sword and puts it to the side. Killua would take the gauntlets and slide them off the hands and set them aside with the sword. He would take off the helmet over the head and flip the mannequin t the side to grab the shin guards and boots. Before taking the final move, he cuts off both of the mannequin's arms with the sword to make sure the chestplate wont get stuck. Lastly, after putting the putting the mannequin back upright, he would try to slide the chestplate up and over the mannequin's head.

Now the hard part is over, let's try putting it on.
He first puts on the clothing in the following order:
Shin guards, boots, chestplate, helmet, and gauntlets.
Finally he takes the sword and strikes a pose in front of the mirror with it.
"Osu!"

After getting over himself, he begins to wait patiently, now armored up.

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NOTE: All of this post is subjective and can be changed with the GM's response. Depending on how the story plays out, this post will be subdued to change.​

 

[marc122]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

???
#99D5FF and #FAC51C = Speech
(Freezer) (Burn)​

A talking cricket?

Indeed, it is.

But...I don't think I've ever heard of a talking cricket.

Well, when it's a tale I'm telling you, and I've been around for ages, anything is possible, Oscar. I mean, then again, I've told you all about Globnar, the whole crew going to the afterlife after a gigantic space station blew them up, a paper world...

You know what I'm going to say.

Maybe you're right. I mean, all of this, just... It sounds unbelievable when you think about it.

When I told Ms. Nikos that the Four Maidens did exist, she was confounded. My former colleague Qrow hit it on the head when he said something about her confusion. "First time hearing it's pretty crazy". Frankly, I would not put it past you at this point.

But I digress. Let us go back to where we were.

Mm--Mmm.

As I was saying. When the cricket showed himself to Yang, she stepped back, taken aback by his sudden presence. Even worse was the fact that he seemed to know her. Or, at least the Yang in whatever universe she was in. At that point, she still didn't quite know where she was, only being able to guess that she was backstage. Perhaps he could rein her in on what's going on.

"Hey," Yang began, "Where am I? And who are you?"

— - — - —​

Weiss grabbed the spider and then unfurled her fingers, as she looked into the spider in question. Raising an eyebrow, the fact that there was a camera embedded in it meant only one thing: Was she being watched?

"Can you hear me?" Weiss asked.

thatguyinthestore (GM, Jiminy)

 

[thatguyinthestore]

Luckily for Killua, he found that putting on the armor was as easy as it looked! Within moments, the young assassin brandished all of the necessary parts for him to look like a true Japanese soldier! ...For about five whole seconds, that is, because soon enough, the weight of the armor proved to be too much for him, and he fell over.

Ciscodog


"Well, where does it look like we are?" The talking cricket asked with a warm, friendly smile as he pointed up at Yang with his umbrella. He let out a laugh in response to the blonde's second question and proceeded to flip the umbrella over in his hand, before stabbing the tip into the ground. After putting one hand on his hip and crossing one leg over the other, he used his free hand to flick up his top hat and then rest it on his hip. "I'm Jiminy Cricket! But, you might just know me as your conscience."

marc122


"WHY, I CAN HEAR YOU LOUD AND CLEAR, MISS SCHNEE!" The all too familiar, peppy, static-filled voice of Alastor exclaimed from behind the camera. The response was almost immediate, and due to the small speakers on the spider, sounded more compressed than Alasor's usual voice. Still, this begged the question...

Just how long had he been watching her?

marc122 [/font]​

 

[Necessity4Fun]

Mood: Apprehensive, Introspective, Determined
Tags:

thatguyinthestore

(GM)

-Art Credits--[/B]
Chiaki Morisawa Fanart [スタろぐ④] by ますぎ, minimally tweaked

Fire Flames Texture by arundel
Golden Floral Pattern from PNGkit,
original artist PaperElement?

Divider Set #02 by NorasFed, edited by me​

Sage had perked up with anticipation and delight once he had seen Akari coming back, but soon gotten himself confused over the lack of the ordered dessert, deflating a bit. Was it not ready yet? In his defence, ice-cream just sounded like something you got straight out of the freezer, put on a cup and all done! Unless you were making a tempura out of it, then not only you wanted your ball of ice-cream to be frozen solid, but you had to coat it in batter, fry it and then re-freeze it. And that was without throwing whichever toppings...? Stuff you wanted to throw on top, like chocolate syrup, or even sprinkles??? ...He was sure that someone somewhere would actually do that.

The point was, in his mind it, wasn't that huge of a thing that needed preparation. Not that he knew anything about sundaes.

Of course, the pyromancer didn't state any of it, avoiding acknowledging that he was disappointed at all. Instead, he had greeted the persona user back with a smile and a wave, paying attention as the other kept rambling on about concepts his world lacked, coming from the questions he had made in curiosity. A portion of it had been the reiteration of things Fuma had already brushed over sightly, the whole 'nine circles of Hell' idea. He hadn't quite gotten it the first time, so the repetition had been quite welcome.
Could it be that these circles were circumferences one inside each other and that this town was at the very edge of it? Did the map of the urbane-like city make a wheel shape? If they were actually internal and stacked like that, then the center that was supposed to be cold really didn't make part of the town. And it would make also sense that the city was so extensive and full of places to go...

Things had gotten confusing from there on though. Confusing? More like Akari had completely lost the young man. An angel that had betrayed the single all-doing Deity? Why would anyone even try something like that, wasn't this God capable of channelling all of the Concepts? That felt like a suicide mission... Also, weren't angels coming from Heaven and allied to this Deity? What in the Universe had even triggered such a reaction?? And lastly, were angels channelers of the Concept of Water? Because that's the only way he could explain such a gelid current of air to freeze an entire lake. There had to be a bit of Elemental Magic in there somewhere, otherwise he really couldn't see how just the flapping of wings, no matter the frequency and force, could create a polar current.
Oh and uhhhh, did this Lucifer trap himself? Is there a reason for it, since well, if the wing flapping is making the environment cold, stopping it should cut the frost, right? ...Was he really that dumb?

The more he thought about these new concepts, the more his mind just wandered into the probably most unimportant details of everything. Eventually, Sage had been nurturing a faint headache over trying to figure intricacies of concepts that he had barely begun to grasp. And in a very convenience timing, his vision had gone blurry, and pixel-y. In fact, he thought he had seen a television do something similar once which, was very weird to be happening now. Static and headache blended into a lovely disorienting performance, he felt himself stumble closer to what he assumed was the counter that could barely be seen, panicking, which increased the temperature ever so slightly a couple degrees.

He could feel the strain go up, the whole time, slow but gradual together with his own raising confusion and exasperation. Maybe names had been called, he couldn't remember it too well, the clearest part of the experience had been the feeling of whichever his powers had been doing, not even the Time made much sense... Was it all a cut instant or an eternity somehow compressed in that instant? It didn't really matter what the answer would be, all that mattered is that as his vision had finally begun to settle and he had taken support against the closest possible object, the Descendant realized that this was no longer the casino...

Someone else had teleported him into a new location, yet again.

His mind knew exactly who to pin the blame at, and still denial, born out of fear. To avoid thinking about the perpetrator, the young man had instead waited for the environment to settle, letting the temperature go back down. The object that he had his hand against had turned to be a mirror, a long one, composed of smaller squares. Actually this looked, like a backstage? Yeah! It was like the backstage of a theatre or something that he had seen in a couple movie clips before! Pulling his hand back once he could stand by himself again, a hazy-like handprint had been left against the clean, bright glass surface and in his other hand, he had...

Wait, was this his completed dessert order?!

Shocked, the pyromancer had immediately placed the cup of vanilla ice-cream and chocolate syrup down over the table. The top looked like a little happy ghost made out of whipped cream, a sight that would be rather cute if it hadn't been for the sheer shock of where it had even come from. The plastic container was also 'sweating' due to the overall heat... Oh no, it was melting! All focus had gone from the adorable dessert to his jacket's pocket from where he had pulled out the crimson marker and- Uhhhh, the jacket was on him. After it had been left with Leo back on that room with the wardrobe... Sage could only remain in silence for a moment as his brain tried to process what was happening. Items that weren't even close to him had been brought together, whereas items that had been near had actually been left behind, such as the overalls he had meant to return, and the money to pay the very sundae that somehow had come with him.

Yeah, there was no more avoiding it. This was Alastor's doing, wasn't it?

While he had worked to keep the frosty dessert from melting any further, drawing the Runes onto the table itself, Sage had found it hard to keep a steady hand... Because he was scared. He had already been scared at the sheer reminder of the radio Demon, and now suspecting that they were caught on its hands was, terrifying. Would it have made any difference if the body-swap thing had never occurred, or would his own Magical Detection have reacted the same way? A pointless question.
His concern was more over Leo being at the creature's mercy yet again, though he had been able to stop overthinking it. Leo could take care of himself too, he had said it himself, to not underestimate the other. Instead of worrying needlessly, the pyromancer just had to work his way through... whatever this change of location was supposed to mean and aim to find Leo again as fast as possible. That's what an adult like Hershel would do, that's what he was going to try to stick with!

As he had worked on that search for determination, the symbols had been distributed around the sundae cup in a pentagon layout, Harmony, Sun, Fire, Down and 'Era-loo' the Magic Catalyst, as always placed in the very top. A Frost Array, with the desired Effect being a gradual decline of the temperature at the very middle of it. Since it was executed by establishing the interpolation of the Concepts of Fire and Sun to establish the idea of heat however, whether it worked or not was dependent on the existence of a Sun somewhere in the current galaxy or Universe. In case there wasn't the Concept of a Sun anywhere in the current dimension, the Array had no Effect at all.

He would have prefered to write on the cup itself instead of vandalizing the table but, that would have been an impossible task with the water condensing outside of the plastic containers. It was dripping, the paint of the marker would not stick. With the sundae, hopefully, saved, the young man had let out a relieved sigh, untangling the armet from his necklace and putting it back on its place inside a pocket before exploring the rest of the room where he was, well alone. The idea seemed to linger in his mind for a while before getting pushed aside entirely. Disregard the feeling of loneliness, focus on the task at hand. Giving at last glance at the sundae, the sentences came forth almost automatically, 'You promised you'd be back and promised to keep him safe.'

And there were no demons nor Hell that could keep the Descendant from complying with them.

Was there anything useful in the location? Any way to get out of it? Anything to burn through? Any sort of clue as to what he was supposed to be doing? He tried to be as thorough as possible, though again, Sage wasn't very smart... But hey, he would be lucky if there was food around since it has been a while since he had eaten! Not that it was urgent or anything... Not that luck tended to be on his side either. ...Also, If there was actually a minibar in the room after he had already drawn on the table, he'd feel incredibly stupid.

 

[AlexandraRoseLeclerc]

Jett

Location: Her Dressing Room
Expression: Trying to Act Funny to Alastor
Interaction: Alastor
Mention: thatguyinthestore
Jett was looking at the door of the dressing which she wondered that it could lead to somewhere else that is not a dressing room all over again saying to anybody that is either listening on her talk to herself or someone that is watching her in a camera and a speaker "Hey, could you um tell me what's going on!! I have a confession to make with if you're listening to me!!!!! Well, I know that there is someone that is creepy in the cameras at all but I say this because I think that this is actually a honesty test on my personal life, had a crush or a secret girlfriend that I didn't tell anybody including Thorne, or something that I have as a hobby so here's my confession which is about my hobby but I'll tell you..... I used to sleep, I mean sleep for 10 hours because of my contracts as an agent and all but I kinda look like some waitress from a restaurant which I did now so, Mr. Person on The Camera... are you actually hungry at all, sir??"" She giggled at her funny interaction with someone from the cameras so she could try to have a fun conversation going on with him or her if the white haired girl could guess the person's gender at all while she is waiting on the response from the person behind the camera just to have something very I mean very interesting in her life.​

 

[marc122]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

???
#99D5FF and #FAC51C = Speech
(Freezer) (Burn)​

The immediate response was what surprised Weiss. She had expected the spider to be someone else other than Alastor himself controlling it. Heck, she had expected the spider to say nothing as well. Unfortunately, reality had its way, and now she was "face-to-face" with the same hostile voice that had entrapped her here, all alone.

The questions now were: How long had she been in here? Where was she?

What's she gotta do?

"You." Weiss frowned, continuing to look down upon the camera in the spider. "You're Alastor, right? Well, in that case, I'm going to ask you a few questions: How long have you been watching? Where am I? And what am I supposed to do?"

— - — - —​

Yang smiled back. Glad to see that at least someone's here to accompany her. Sure, he was no MPF, and he was no Ruby, but...still. Speaking of Ruby, she reckoned that she must still be out there, somewhere, within whatever labyrinth of an area she must be.

At least Jiminy's showing himself to be reliable.

"Well, I would introduce myself, but since you already know me by name..." Yang then chuckled. Then sighed.

"So where do we go?"

thatguyinthestore (GM, Alastor, Jiminy)

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

Once he'd done so, he slammed the staff onto the ground. And, once he'd done so, the world began to distort around you all. It was as if you were all inside of an old television set, and someone had just changed the channel. One by one, objects turned to pure static and fizzled out of existence around you. This included Alastor, who was now only a pair of eyes and a pointed, toothy grin.

Those of you who weren't with Alastor would have this same effect as well. Whether you were in the bar, the casino, or uptown with Charlie... you all found the world around you turning to pure static.

Agent 3 would stand there in brief shock when this event suddenly happened - she wasn't with Alastor, of course - so seeing the sudden objects and everything around her blend into a mess of static in the world around her... Yeah, this wasn't good. She broke her expression into mild concern - fear of the worst, the unknown. Along with the others, the Inkling was dazed to a fault - and though her consciousness doesn't escape her...

Despite not falling unconscious during this most recent trip, you all found yourselves dazed. Your head was spinning for a quick moment, but it quickly wore off. Once you all managed to regain your composure, though, you found that two things had happened.

One, you appeared to have found yourselves inside of a dressing room of sorts. The line of mirrors definitely made it out to be some kind of theater dressing room - for actors and actresses and the like. But, he second discovery was perhaps worse than this... not so bad one.

You were alone.

Not as in, the group as a whole is alone together. No, no. Each and every one of you were alone in your own secluded dressing room.

Privacy is important, after all.

"...This is a concerning wake-up." She quipped to herself as she held her head, trying to steady herself as she looked to what greeted her. Not a bad environment, mind you, it's more like she's surprised in how it changed so soon. Noticing she was alone, didn't make matters any better; so clearly the best thing to do was first glance around the room she was stuck in before doing anything else, at all. "Alright, what am I working with here...?" She thought to herself aloud in a questioning tone as her eyes would 'scan' the room around her.
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): On alert/Serious​

Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)​

Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, Splashdown​

Skills/Abilities: Highly mobile, leadership skills​

Course of action: "Oh, hell."​

RP Information

Location: Hell, Happy Hotel​

Interactions: thatguyinthestore​

Mentions: None (directly), @AloneInALockedRoom​

Nearby/In Group: @YoureInHellNow​

 

[Laix_Lake]

Those of you who weren't with Alastor would have this same effect as well. Whether you were in the bar, the casino, or uptown with Charlie... you all found the world around you turning to pure static.

"Then I suppose we'll need everyone present..."

It seems as if the influence of Alaster is just that overwhelming, to say the least. No response or chance to do anything more for neither the Tenno nor the sorcerer. All that was left was static, and in the case for Vauban, one sinister grin. And then they were sent, on their own, and left to a room of their own. Certainly feels like the sort of thing a man seeking entrainment would want.

• Orbeck
• Vauban prime

• 
  
  

  
  
  Orbeck of Vinhiem
  Status: Stuck in a dressing room and looking around
  condition: Normal
  ​
  So here he is, orbeck of Vinhime, out of his dased state and now alone in some sort of dressing room. One moment he was attempting to get some information out from the undead bartender known as Wiz, the next he gets consumed by...they called it static right? yes, static, and left here to his own merriment. Given the sudden change, it could only be the work of that one demon, Alastor. Hard to tell how far his powers reigned supreme.
  
  So with the entire room to scout out, he takes a good look around. It's very unlikely that the doors would be left unlocked. He doesn't know what to expect...beside those sorts of self care products. Or is this just a means to toy with them? None the less, he starts his search around the room, starting with what's out in the open before moving to the drawers.
  
  thatguyinthestore
  
• 
  
  

  
  
  Vauban prime
  Status: Stuck in a dressing room and looking for threats
  condition: peeved.
  ​
  Even when he was high up in a vantage point, Vuaban was still caught in the grips of this Alastor guy. No wonder he has hell in his fingertips. So where would he be at this point? A fancy-looking dressing room that is simplistic, a place that kinda makes all the gold adorned decorations of this warframe seem out of place, The Orkin where a bit all over the place when it came to their decorations. Still doesn't help quell the annoyance of suddenly being transported like this, feels as if there will be some sort of...event that may or may not involve entraining Alastor. Vauban takes a look around.
  
  thatguyinthestore
  

 

[Jeremiah]

Blaze and Baiken

With a sharp gasp, the both of them would snap awake and lurch forward - one with her fists clenched, and the other clutching her blade. Already on edge, both warriors quickly came to recognize their surroundings. As the gears in their minds turned - as memories of days long past reawakened old emotion and shook them to their very core - Blaze and Baiken both stood up straight in an instant, and clasped their hands over their lap. It was pure instinct; a learned response burned into them from fear of corporal punishment. The dressing room. . .for just a moment, the familiar look and feel was enough to fling both Blaze and Baiken back in time. It assaulted their ears with the cacophony of backstage hustle and bustle, filled their noses with overwhelming scent of perfume, and stung their wrists with the wrath of their disciplining mentors. It was where they were both taught how to carry themselves as regal, dignified women. But as the rush of nostalgic emotion faded, they returned to their senses, and found their new selves staring back at them from the other side of the wall of mirrors. Baiken snarled through grimacing teeth as she groped at her missing arm, while Blaze breathed a solemn sigh, clutching her gold necklace. Finishing their moment of silent self-reflection and shaking off their phantom pains, Blaze and Baiken both breathed deep before returning to the matter at hand: finding a way out.

thatguyinthestore ​

 

[Lazaro1505]

Tardif the Bounty Hunter:

HP: 52/52
Stress: 8/100
​

“A gift...... must have something important with its properties to be considered a ‘gift’... but this gift basket is definitely from Alastor....” I merely say to myself, while also ignoring the smiley face also on the note... because it is clear as day that this was some sort of puzzle or sick joke from the Radio Demon. Checking the bag, there seemed to be a wide assortment of sugar based products, ranging from candy and chocolate bars all the way to various soda brands that could fit within the basket, and while I would have thought of this as weird, considering I barely have any friends down in hell, no less, ones that were actually great friends of mine that would actually do this in the first place, but eating or drinking one of the items from the basket would have unknown effects on me, and the unknown is a force to be reckoned with.... so I went against eating one of the candy packets inside the basket, but one item did managed to catch my eye, which was some sort of bottle with hair gel in it?

I wasn’t taking off my helmet anytime soon, don’t want to expose myself even more to physical damage.... but it seemed..... off..... maybe a closer inspection would help a tad bit here, now raising my arm to grab the bottle, and examining it a bit further, maybe it will have some sort of instruction on it, or has a different action than a normal bottle of hair gel.... just anything would be helpful here.... or I’m just being an idiot and not checking the basket any further for anything useful..... Well, only time could tell if my efforts were for naught...:

thatguyinthestore

Gretar​

“A monkey suit......? Ok, is this some sort of sick joke.... no way in hel would I be wearing this... I’m not gonna embarrass myself even further, and kill the amount of pride I have left in me, maybe there is something important inside it or one of the pockets...” Gretar said to himself, hopefully thinking there may be something important in the monkey suit. Because he wasn’t gonna be wearing this anytime soon, only when his life depended i. This or there was no more solution.... because Gretar was not sure if he could swallow his pride once more, and basically embarrass himself, even if there was no cameras in the room, because he was not sure
wearing this would do anything.

thatguyinthestore

 

[DerpyCarp]

Lealan dart's her gaze behind her, then turns and scans the room, seeing nothing, but hearing the whispers continue. She growls, then settles back down to continue absorbing light. "If you have something to say, stop hiding and speak up." She calls out into the room, keeping her eyes on the mirrors to spy who or whatever is there.
thatguyinthestore

 

[thatguyinthestore]

As Sage attempted to find anything of use in his own dressing room, he would find a leather jacket hanging on a nearby coat rack. This jacket was accompanied by a pair of black shades on the table. The jacket appeared to be perfectly tailored to Sage's size, and if he looked on the back, it even had a cool nickname stitched into the back in red lettering:

THE PYROMANIAC

Necessity4Fun


For Jett, there were no cameras in her room. She appeared to be, at least, for the most part, completely alone. And as such, her words received no response from... well, anyone, really.

AlexandraRoseLeclerc


"Well, aren't YOU the sharpest knife in the drawer?" Alastor asked Weiss with a small laugh when she pointed out that it was indeed him speaking to her. "Well, I've been watching you since you arrived here, of course!" He laughed a bit, before continuing. "And I thought that it was obvious that you're in a dressing room, no? And, as for what you're supposed to do..." There was a pause from the Radio Demon after these words were spoken. Instead, all Weiss heard was static emit from those tiny speakers. It grew louder by the second, to the point where she could feel her whole arm vibrating. After about twenty seconds or so, the static shut off entirely, and Alastor finally spoke again, "Well... I wouldn't want to ruin your fun, would I?"

marc122


Jiminy would shrug in response. "I'm merely an existence of your own cognitive being, Yang. So, I wouldn't know anything that you don't already know."

marc122


Agent 3's quick scan of her environment yielded a particularly interesting result. Seated on a table behind her were two figurines. But they weren't just any figurines. No, no. Instead, they were figurines of two central figures back in her own world.

For whatever reason, there were two well-made figures of Callie and Marie, sitting right on the desk in her dressing room.

BoltBeam


Orbeck wouldn't have really found anything out in the open first. Just average stuff you'd find in a dressing room... like makeup and clothes and refreshments. But, when he searched through the drawers, one of them yielded an especially interesting result.

"Ah! I see that you have found the first clue to this ongoing riddle!" The tiny, blue, robed creature exclaimed as he lifted a finger high into the air.

Laix_Lake


In Vauban's room, he found what appeared to be a mirror. However, when the Warframe looked in his reflection, he saw someone that... wasn't him. Not that there was anyone else in the room, but more so...

He'd taken on the appearance of American actor, Seth Rogen! Or, as Vauban Prime probably saw it, some fat white dude with glasses and a beard.

Laix_Lake


Much like the others who awoke in their respective dressing rooms, Blaze and Baiken only found a singular door to leave their rooms. And, that door in question was, in fact, locked.

Jeremiah

The bottle read "PROF. PLANKTON DANDRUFF CONTROL SHAMPOO" in all caps, with what looked like a plankton in fancy clothes leaning on a cane of sorts. An odd sight, to be sure, but this was about the only clue that the bottle itself held.

Lazaro1505


The monkey suit had no pockets.

Lazaro1505


The whispering only grew louder when Lealan spoke. As a result, Lealan... still couldn't make out what the voice (or voices) were saying. Or, more accurately, she could now make out every other word. Every other word being something along the lines of "Kill" and "Murder".

DerpyCarp​

 

[CutieBoop]

Fuma

Fuma blinks as she examines the old wig. Modernization, perhaps? The demon senses wore down, and the demoness sighed. "Fuma doesn't know what version of me belonged to that Mimaki, but it is best to assume it's something special. They're 'lucky' for their lifetime, adapting into modern tradition..." She squinted, then began to set up her dark magic and conjure a little pocket void to put stuff in. The wig and the letter from 'alternate Mimaki' go into that void, before she finishes the void spell.

To be honest, Fuma was more traditional living in older periods before modern day, despite the fact she liked the era of games each modern year. She knew her own Mimaki enough that he was traditional, and that came with a side of beauty she adored and openly mused about in poetics.

But going into Fuma's thoughts for too long just makes things a little cheesy. What about the other drawers? Fuma will investigate the other drawers to see if she's able to get more worthy clues than what she first found.

Tags: thatguyinthestore​

 

[DerpyCarp]

Lealan lets herself relax, hearing the mumbling solidify itself into a familiar bundle of words. "Kill", "Murder", the call of her people, according to the galaxy at large. The Floran peeks around the room, hoping to find something else useful, like clothes, maybe.
thatguyinthestore

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

Agent 3's quick scan of her environment yielded a particularly interesting result. Seated on a table behind her were two figurines. But they weren't just any figurines. No, no. Instead, they were figurines of two central figures back in her own world.

For whatever reason, there were two well-made figures of Callie and Marie, sitting right on the desk in her dressing room.

Seeing the figures of the two Squid Sisters on the desk in the dressing room brought a smile to the Inkling's face as she headed over to them. "The more things change, the more they stay the same." She commented as she could now see them verily clearly up close. "...It's a little bit different than seeing you in person, but that's alright. It's nice to see a reminder of what I'm fighting for, even here..." She added aloud - of course only to herself, but alas, that's a relief to her. A familiar face, and a reason to keep going, but... What is going on here? Agent 3 broke her posture and smile for a moment as she tried to figure that out - but for now, she generally does nothing but think.
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): Positive/Curious​

Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)​

Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, Splashdown​

Skills/Abilities: Highly mobile, leadership skills​

Course of action: "Oh, hell."​

RP Information

Location: Hell, Dressing Room​

Interactions: thatguyinthestore​

Mentions: None (directly), @AloneInALockedRoom​

Nearby/In Group: @YoureInHellNow​

 

[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

Well, that seemed to be his way out. There was a door, too, but it could easily be locked or trapped. With one last spit on the severed bear head, he approached the exit. Waiting at the base of the ladder, he listened for any obvious danger before climbing up the ladder with one arm, holding a pistol in one hand. As he came up over the top, he kept the weapon ahead of him, holding it with two hands. Shoot first, ask later. He would be sure to wing them, in case it was someone he recognized. The likelihood of running into any of his comrades seemed low, though, so he was expecting anyone he meant to theoretically be an enemy combatant.

thatguyinthestore​