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Elision of Ecritures Squad141 Noivian Kimona

Four children are squirreled away in the various corners of continental US.

==> Enter Names​

 

[Squad141]

==> Skip The Bullshit

Your name is ADAM AKIYAMA, and today you are VERY EXCITED. Reason why? A GAME has been released today that you will get to play with your friends, and it is something you've been anticipating since is ANNOUNCEMENT.

Your currently standing in the middle of your BEDROOM, in your mediocre sized SUBURBAN HOUSE. But don't be fooled: underneath all of the homey, normal kid/neighbor stuff, there's a much better agenda going on. You are currently a SAMURAI-IN-TRAINING, taught one of the last, your guardian SIR AKIYAMA (though sometimes your allowed to call him OJI). He's your uncle, and dearest gaurdian thats taught you all about the samurai code. Always be respectful, fight with an elegance, fight for the good and right, and much more.

But thats then. Now's now. As previously stated, your in your BEDROOM, on a nice AUTUMN day. If you were to look around, you could see exactly what you enjoy the most in this world. In the corner to your right, is your MAKESHIFT KENDO ARMOR, and KENDO SWORD. Its what you use to train with your uncle, and scare off birds at your WINDOWSILL. On the walls and various surfaces of your ROOM, are paraphernalia of various ANIME and JAPANESE FINE ARTS. You have a love for that type of stuff, ever since your UNCLE introduced you. Your favorite is possibly the MEGAMI TENSEI series, especially the PERSONA games. Their the SHIT. But moving on, on your bedside table is your deck of TAROT CARDS, something you never leave HOME (or your room) without. They help you understand what has happened and/or will happen, and is consistent with your enjoyment of TEMPO. Speaking of RHYTHM, to your right, on the foot of your bed, is your ELECTRIC GUITAR. That's another thing you are IMMENSELY INTO. You rock out (or soothe out) with it MANY TIMES A DAY, and share your love of music and tempo with some of friends online. Speaking of FRIENDS ONLINE, most of your CLOSE ONES are over the internet and scattered across the U.S., just as you are. Your LAPTOP sits on your DESK, and the day is anew.

What do you do?

Eidolon Astronaut ​

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

==>

A young girl stands in her bedroom on a particularly tranquil mid-april day. Unfazed by any particular commotion going on at the moment, she is not particularly excited, nor is she particularly bored. She is, in a short word used by those of her ilk, 'meh'. You guess she's just chill like that.

What's her name anyway?

==> Enter Name

DOUCHENOZ-

Fuck off! The young lady is not having any of your horseshit. No matter how admirably pedantic and out of the way the joke was to be in order to insult her. Try again numb nuts.

RUBY ALIBERT

Yeah, that's it.

==> examine room

Your name is RUBY. And as was mentioned you are in the middle of a particularly tranquil and unaffected TEMPERATE mid-april day. Because of this, you are left to your own DEVICES, which leads us to your number of COOL INTERESTS. In your free time you're known to watch MOVIES, and are particularly adept at the art of wasting FREE TIME consuming every piece of POP CULTURE you can get your hands on. From VIDEO GAMES to COMIC BOOKS to WEBCOMICS your smorgasboard of media is unlimited in quantity and variation. Though when you're in a more practical mood you throw your attention to the study of PALEONTOLOGY, in which you dabble in the EXCAVATION and PRESERVATION of the fossils of many DEAD THINGS to display on your walls alongside your posters. Though a scholar of the deceased, you are also interested in the living through the indirect and esoteric means of HAM RADIO communication. You enjoy fiddling with your equipment from time to time, mostly in order to see if you can intercept HIDDEN MESSAGES. Though this correlates with your additional proficiency in DE/ENCRYPTION. After having found an interest in it some years prior, you have gained near MASTERY of virtual and non-virtual CODE.

What will you do?

==> Ruby: go online

You log onto your pesterchum account where you usually communicate with your other friends. You wonder if anyone else is on today.

-- temperateAnomaly[TA] is now online --​

 

[Noivian]

==>Ruby: Be Remi

Your name is REMI BECKHAM. You live in sunny Los Angeles, California with your godfather, TIO BECKHAM. Today, you and your friends were going to play a game, one that you had pre-ordered about two weeks prior.

The game is one of your many INTERESTS. Such other INTERESTS include the CONSTRUCTION, MAINTENANCE, AND PERFORMANCE OF UNCOMMON INSTRUMENTS. As such, you're a NOVICE CARILLONNEUR, and play the local carillon once a month. The rest of the time is spent practicing on you FALSE CARILLON, a practice instrument of your own construction. It doesn't produce any sound by itself, but allows you to practice the movements. You can also play a PIANO quite proficiently. Another INTEREST of yours is in PAGANISM AND WICCA. You don't think you can really say you practice either, but you do have a rather awesome GEMSTONE COLLECTION and a notebook full of sigils and spells... You're also quite interested in OTHERKIN, but again don't identify as one. It's more of a passing interest, in that you'd rather watch the community as a whole than participate. Finally, you have an interest in THEATRICAL TECH, and spend many days at school working the light board or sound board for you school theater. You've become quite proficient in STAGE CONSTRUCTION and PROP CONSTRUCTION through this interest, and have a RUDIMENTARY UNDERSTANDING OF ELECTRICAL ENGINEERING.

==>Remi: Pester Ruby

Oh, yes, seems your friend is online. Sitting at your desk, you move a miniature model for a new instrument out of the way and tab out of the word document you were using to catalog the process.

-- timestampThanatos [TT] began pestering temperateAnomaly [TA] at 04:13 --​

TT: ruby
TT: ruby
TT: rubyrubyrubyrubryurbybryubryubryurbyrurbryruryrbryubryubyy
TT: did ya get it

Elision of Ecritures

 

[Squad141]

Adam: Ignore chums, check daily reading

Of course! How could you forget one of the most important rituals (other than samurai meditation) of the day!

You quickly walk over to your BEDSIDE TABLE, and pick up your TAROT DECK, inadvertently picking up your TAROT CAPTCHALOGUE MODUS. Without activating it, you shuffle the DECK, and close your eyes, become in tune with with your feelings, as your MODUS shrinks down to three cards. Opening your eyes, you place the three cards in a row on your desk, and flip them over. Though before you do, you remind yourself: This deck is not normal. Other than it doubling as a MODUS, it really can tell the future, but does so in a way that does not tell details very well. Its tricky, and changed the cards as your looking at them sometimes.

The first one: The Past:
You got the Fool. It represents new beginnings and naivety.

Second, The Present:
The Eight of Swords. This worries you a bit, as it represents the calm before the storm. What was to happen?

Third, the future:
The TOWER.
This isn't good. You should probably report this to your friends later, when your'e playing that new game you meant earlier.

Adam: Flip over The Fool

You flip over the first card, wondering if time had decided for something added to new beginnings. That's strange, its the World. That means somehow, the past embodies new beginnings, but the end of something. Hm.

Your buddies are probably chatting about music or the game, which reminds you, you haven't checked your mail yet. Better take the elevator as to not disturb your UNCLEs nap.

Elision of Ecritures Noivian Eidolon Astronaut ​

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

==> Ruby: answer remi

Oh, it's Remi again. You wonder what she's on about this time. You take a look at your pesterlog.
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TA: sometimes i wonder if it hurts your fingers to type out my name all those times
TA: yo
TA: did i get what?

You continue your conversation as you take a look around your room. You feel like going out all of the sudden, maybe gettin some fresh air will inspire you to do something more than lounge around, it's getting kinda boring. You take a look at the corner of your room and equip your trusty HATCHET. You were given it as a gift for your birthday some years ago by your guardian, and it's served you well since. You need to keep well armed if you're to venture outside your room at any given hour.

Noivian

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[Eidolon Astronaut]

Squad141

As you tidy up your cards to leave, you accidentally pull a PILE OF UNBELIEVABLY SHITTY SWORDS out of the Eight of Swords card.
Damn stupid modus! You guess just like fate, your modus isn't in your control.

Moving along, you exit your bedroom into the hallway, and make your way to the elevator. You have stairs, you guess, but neither of you actually use them, Sir has a ridiculous rule - more of a warning - about STAIRS. He would know if you used them, sleeping or not. Don't want to draw the old man's ire.​

 

[Noivian]

==>Remi: Answer Ruby​

TT: not really tbh
TT: get the new game?
TT: sburb?
TT: looks fun, despite the game reviews

 

[Squad141]

Shit! Now you have loads of SHITTY SWORDS stuck in the wall of your room! Luckily, they landed in the spot without any posters you had (Akiras face is safe, stop the alarm). You've gotta be more gentle when putting those cards back in order!

Before you leave, you arm yourself with your automatic weapon of choice, your KENDO BLADE. It may not be as sharp or sleek as an actual samurai sword, but its good to bap things things on the head with. Plus, as your using it, your simultaneously practicing, something that patience (which you have a great deal of) has taught throughout your life. You add it to your bladekind specibus, and head out of your room.

You tiptoe quietly down the hall, and turn left at the stairs, to the elevator doors. Though this is not your normal elevator. Oji himself built it before you came into his care, and seemed to know you would use it often, though this could just be in place because of his rule about the stairs. It's simply a large block, but instead of buttons, you have to pull a rope to go up or down, much like a dumbwaiter. This was made to help you learn hard work every day, and now it helps you learn how to get downstairs without awakening your Uncle.

...

As you slowly pull the rope, you wonder how most people would react in this situation. They'd probably pull as hard and swiftly as they could to get downstairs and out of Sirs way, but you know better. You've always been a patient kid, which is why you were the most calm about the arrival of SBURB. Some say your too patient, but you simply follow your own rule. There's always enough time to get something done. Unless that something must be a quick reaction, there must be time to think it through and manage it strategically. Growing up from a former samurai taught you that, as well as patience.

Oh look! You mae it downstairs. Like you said, patience can pay off, as you lose yourself enough to speed up the process. But enough philosophy, its time to make your way to the mail slot by the front door.

Djinn N Tonic ​

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

==>​

TA: oh yeah, that sims thing adam wants us to play
TA: uh, maybe?
TA: nan might have it
TA: reckon she oughta have the mail in by now

You look through your room, confirming that you haven't brought the game discs in yet. Yeah, she definitely has them then. All mail that travels through your house goes through your Nan first, including yours. And in order to have her relinquish her grasp of your copies to play and literally do anything but sit around, you'll have to find her.

You begin preparing for a little expedition by captchaloguing a couple items. Your fetch modus is STACK, which means you own and operate on the most basic of terms with your inventory, just how you like it. You only own three cards, so you choose to travel light, and captchalogue your ENCYCLOPEDIA OF DEATH, a hefty tome you peruse on occasion when you need to identify various finds you dig up. Stack is useful by way of allowing you to most easily weaponize your modus through simple captchaloguing.

You open the door to your hallway.

Noivian ​

 

[Squad141]

( Eidolon Astronaut )
Sorry!​

 

[Eidolon Astronaut]

Squad141

What? You think it's just gonna be that easy? This dick has something to say.
And by dick, you mean detective. You never knew why Sir kept all these detective statues around, you kinda always thought his deal was samurais? But a man can have several interests, you guess. Point is, a large BUST OF A ROGUISHLY HANDSOME DETECTIVE blocks the door and mail slot, and yeah, you knew this was here, don't know why you even bothered trying.

-

Elision of Ecritures

You exit into the hallway, your NAN could be anywhere! She is a crafty old woman, after all.​

 

[Squad141]

Adam: Make your way the the mail slot

The elevator stops in the hallway. You must traverse the living room and MAIN HALL to get to the mail slot.

You quietly step onto the rug of the carpet, glad you're wearing your softest shoes today, as the ones you wear on training days, GETA, are up in your room.

The LIVING ROOM is actually pretty normal, save a few relics here and there. The elevator stops in the far corner, so you slowly walk in front of the couch, and in front of the ENTERTAINMENT CENTER. You love this word, as its much more interesting than GAME STORAGE PLUS A THING THAT HOLDS YOUR TELEVISION. In front of the couch are the rolled up mats you sue to meditate sometimes in the mornings before your KENDO TRAINING with Oji. You stop for a second, and CAPTCHALOGUE them into your FIVE OF PENTACLES. Who knows when you might need to meditate on the run. As you pass by the strangley handsome bsust of classic detecives that your Uncles own, you are about to reach the MAIN HALL, when...

Oh.

Hold up.

Not once have you been able to walk by this display case without stopping and admiring whats inside. This HEIRLOOM thats been passed down your family for generations, ever since your UNCLE was a baby. It truly represented what your training, and what your future meant as an apprentice.

Before you, was the AKUMA MENYU. A pristine SAMURAI SWORD in a CRYSTAL CASE displayed in your living room for all to see. It is one of the most beautiful things in the world. The silver-white blade, the golden rope tied around its wooden base, with HARD-WORKED detail of FLAMES OF RIGHTEOUSNESS painted on.

You finally are able to peel your eyes off of the amaizng thing, and enter the MAIN HALL to see the mail slo-

No,

NO.

Standing in front of you, with that devilishly good smirk, is the RUGGED AND GOOD LOOKING DETECTIVE, also known as SHERLOCK HOLMES.

Or at least the upper half of him. But hes not the problem. This means that your uncle does not want you to get your package, which is strange, as he usually enjoys what you enjoy doing. This is a threat, and you must betray your UNCLE to get to it. Very well then.

SAYONARA, dear SHERLOCK. LET US BEGIN.

Eidolon Astronaut ​

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

If you had to guess, probably her room.

Across from yours on the second floor platform which overlooks ground level of you and your Nan's two story cabin is the door to her room. Undoubtedly locked tightly, per usual. You are completely unfazed by all the semantics you have to go through to ascertain a simple package. Your grandmother is extremely coy and difficult in that respect for whatever reason. You choose to descend the staircase and arrive at the first floor, living room, kitchenette and dining room that makes up the rest of your house in one giant space.

==> Ruby: descend ​

 

[Eidolon Astronaut]

Squad141

You give Mr. Holmes a few good thwacks... yeah, your glorified stick of bamboo does nothing the the ludicrously hefty LUMP OF STONE.

-

Elision of Ecritures

You reach the GROUND FLOOR, it;s a horrendous display of your nan's SUITORS, as she calls them.
They are the skeletal remains of various FICTIONAL MONSTERS, you just know she just has them to mock your interests.

A girl can't even eat breakfast in peace without getting ogled by the YETI across the table.​

 

[Squad141]

Adam: Realize this is Stupid (And a little Suspicious)

Yeah, whacking this bust of the AMAZING MR. HOLMES, isn't helping. But, he might later. You captchalogue him in the KNIGHT OF WANDS Tarot, just in case you can prop up some books with him or something.

The MAIL SLOT is right behind him. There's nothing holding you back.

You reach out and open the slot, reaching your hand in...
Eidolon Astronaut ​

 

[Eidolon Astronaut]

Squad141

Nothing.

Alright, you admire the guy, but why's he got to make everything SO COMPLICATED.
The mail has been spirited away somewhere, after all, everyone with a brain knows mail can never be retrieved without a round or three of FAMILIAL STRIFE.​

 

[Noivian]

Right, the mail.

==>Remi: Check the mail for your copy.

You don't have your copy of Sburb either, whoops. Seems like you'll have to traverse your house to get it. Which by house, you probably mean apartment building. You assign you PLASTIC SCYTHE to your SCYTHEKIND SPECIBI in case of shenanigans. You're really bummed you can't have a REAL SCYTHE in the house - apparently it would qualify as a weapon and be "illegal", since you're pretty sure a minor can't own weaponry. At least, not in this state.

Regardless, if you Tio didn't bring up the mail yet today, then it's probably still on the bottom floor, where the building mailbox is. You take a minute to burn an incense offering on your homemade alter to your patron god Thanatos, for whom you take the name of online, and perform an illusion spell that you found online. Hopefully it'll help you go unnoticed as you move about the house. Hopefully. You're not really sure you believe all this, anyways.

With the spell complete, you captchalogue a MAGIC MIRROR and step outside your room.​

 

[Eidolon Astronaut]

Noivian

You enter the main living space of your APARTMENT.

Here you find various art pieces of a PARANORMAL PERSUASION. They kind of bug you, and you have no idea why your Tio keeps them.
Some nights, you can hear him KINDA FLIP THE FUCK OUT A LITTLE because of these things.

It... doesn't seem he's actually here right now, which should make things a little easier, you guess.​

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

==>

A girl really can't! You are loomed over by the mountainous displays of cryptids and folkish monsters with direct disdain. You have never held a great liking for the presence of the 'Zoologically Dubious', as intriguing their designs are, their unnatural and unproven forms strike you as a distraction from what is true zoology.

Though seriously, all this place is missing is your Nan enjoying herself with a big hearty laugh. Look around to try and find some clues of where she could be. TO no avail you inspect the counter, where she leaves most of her belongings. You don't see Wolfram around anywhere, so she must be out taking a hike.

Or is she? ​

 

[Squad141]

Adam: Search house for Sir

But where should you check? He'd have to be down here to place this statue. And your a samurai, not ninja-in-training, like most would have you believe. There are only three options. The TRAINING ROOM, the KITCHEN, or BACK IN THE LIVING ROOM. Your pretty sure its not in the latter, so it must be in one of the two former.

You decide to use your cards that can see the future, and full out one randomly.
Sadly, as you do this the item inside falls out, the last one out of the ones already mentioned, which could determine where you should look.
You pull out your KENDO SWORD, ready.

Eidolon Astronaut ​

 

[Eidolon Astronaut]

Elision of Ecritures

As you search for clues, you alerted to the presence of an entity in the room with you! As you turn around you see it's...

MY GOD, IT'S...

==> It's..?

It's Wolfram.

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Squad141

You pull the TWO OF SWORDS.

You wonder what that could mean for you? Probably something of the utmost importance!​

 

[Noivian]

==>Remi: To the mail pile!

You make your way past the unnerving displays of photoshopped pictures featuring HIGH-CONTRAST FRUIT LOATHING THREATENINGLY IN THE NIGHT and other creepy, unexplained things. There's one hanging in the dining room, which is connected to the adjacent living room. You shudder walking up to it, and move the OUIJA BOARD out of the way to access the mail pile beneath it.

You've contemplated it. But sometimes, like just now when you could swear you saw the little glass game piece move on its own, you really wish you knew.

Can you burn a Luigi Board?

You shuffle through the piles of mail on the kitchen table, praying to Thanatos and Anubis and any other death god you knew that the game would be there.​

 

[Elision of Ecritures]

==> Ruby: flip the fuck out

Hm? Why would you flip out? It's just Wolfram. Friendly and loyal as ever, the giant Grey Wolf has resided over the household for many years as your Nan's most loyal pet. Good wolf. Best friend. He would never harm you, even though your bond isn't as strong as his and your Nan's. You go over to give him a gentle pet on his neck. He stands almost as tall as you on all fours. You have no idea how he got so big.
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[Eidolon Astronaut]

Noivian

You find the CLIENT ENVELOPE, one half of the game, though if you'd like to make any progress, you assume you'd need the other as well.

Or, both halves.
The DISC is missing from the envelope in question.

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Elision of Ecritures

Wolfram greets you in kind.
He seems to be absolutely COVERED IN DIRT, what was he digging up now?
Better go check the yard, he's such a mischievous canine.​