Point Zero
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June Verles
Depression? Never heard of her.
He waited for the turned on TV to do anything, as he pressed buttons and tried to change the channels a video finally showed up. What looked like red stone automated factory to make what looked convoluted ranged weapons. So maybe they were in one of these factories then? It'd be rather troublesome he reckoned as he narrator sounded rather strained.
As another seemingly troubled and confused person joined their impromptu group all could Steve do was just sound somewhat worried through his voice, as his face lacked emotion, any emotion. " We don't know, but if this video is anything to base our ideas off we might be in some sort of redstone operated weapon manifactory and they went through quite the effort to get us all here since we're clearly from different worlds. I am Steve by the way" he finished his self introduction, allowing the other two to introduce themselves.
Steve looked around the other people in the room, while it seemed like everyone there was smart enough not to cause too much conflict who knew what they would have to do once they were out. Steve would shift his body forwards again and in a lower tone he spoke to the other people in the group;
"While I'm not trying to be too distrustful of other people in the room, might I suggest we listen to Ms. Byakuren suggestion and stick together?"
Sumirenko
SheepKing
thatguyinthestore
Haz.
Sumirenko
Back at it again, folks
Byakuren
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Realization floods Byakuren's face as the television flickers to life, its light hardly affecting the already-pristine room. Of course-- it's a communication device! She's certain she's seen the river-dwelling kappa back at home use them before, now that she thinks of it. She leans forward slightly on the toes of her boots to get a closer look. Her hat starts to tilt over her eyes, so she keeps a firm hand on its brim.
"...Cobblepot industries?" Byakuren clicks her tongue and shakes her head. A place in this world mass-produces weaponry? What a shame. She fixes the man on the screen with an unamused gaze, not exactly hostile, but not particularly friendly either. This time, she only looks briefly when the new face approaches. "Hello. Please, have a seat; I don't believe Steve will hurt you, and I certainly won't. I'm not sure where we are, but I'm going to find out." Byakuren directs her voice at the television, under the assumption that it can hear her. It seems she doesn't know any better. "Your company sounds quite... interesting. But what do you know about this place? Why are we here?"
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June Verles
,
SheepKing
,
Haz.
,
Ineptitude
,
thatguyinthestore
)
SheepKing
She/They 🐑
If Byakuren was right, then many of the established rules of Alchemy and the world he knew would be completely turned upside down. That brought up even more questions. How many of these “realms” where there and just how far away from Amestris was he. All the young boy wanted to do was get out of here and to find his older brother. Forcing his panicking mind to relax, Alphonse responsed to Byakuren’s question
“I’m from Risembool, Amestris. Though if what your saying is right, then you guys probably don’t know where or what that is”
Almost immediately after the screen came to life with a person who had an odd accent to his words chattering about a company he ran. It sounded like he sold weapons to the government. This was the final thing that allowed Alphonse to conclude that he truly isn’t in Amestris anymore.
“Cobblepot Industries...”
He mused quietly to himself.
Then a young man walked over and asked where he was in which Alphonse responsed with his childlike voice,
“I think that’s what we’re trying to figure out Mister. My name is Alphonse Elric”
If Alphonse had a face that could show emotion there would have been a strained but small smile with his words.
After hearing Steve’s suggestion Alphonse decided to see what the rest of the quickly forming group had to say and if this Cobblepot would respond to Byakuren.
Ineptitude
June Verles
Haz.
Sumirenko
“I’m from Risembool, Amestris. Though if what your saying is right, then you guys probably don’t know where or what that is”
Almost immediately after the screen came to life with a person who had an odd accent to his words chattering about a company he ran. It sounded like he sold weapons to the government. This was the final thing that allowed Alphonse to conclude that he truly isn’t in Amestris anymore.
“Cobblepot Industries...”
He mused quietly to himself.
Then a young man walked over and asked where he was in which Alphonse responsed with his childlike voice,
“I think that’s what we’re trying to figure out Mister. My name is Alphonse Elric”
If Alphonse had a face that could show emotion there would have been a strained but small smile with his words.
After hearing Steve’s suggestion Alphonse decided to see what the rest of the quickly forming group had to say and if this Cobblepot would respond to Byakuren.
Ineptitude
June Verles
Haz.
Sumirenko
Shiyonichi
The Edgelord
Robert got up off the ground to find himself in a white room filled with several people, humans and not humans looking around confused. The Kamen Rider muttered to himself. “I swear to Kouta. If this is one of that pink guy’s pranks.” While that was a possibility, something made him doubt it. He was pretty sure that the ‘pink guy’s’ ego would never allow him to not take immediate credit for his actions.
Robert wasn’t new to the whole getting kidnapped thing, the whole dimensional traveler shtick pretty much meant that he had seen crazier. It that it would seem that everyone else got the obvious elephants in the room and was even trying to break down the door. He needed to get his bearings straight. Robert walked over to the group investigating the tv told Byakuren. “I’m pretty sure that’s a prerecorded message, It can’t answer you. Then again mutiverses are weird, so I’m not entirely sure.”
Robert wasn’t new to the whole getting kidnapped thing, the whole dimensional traveler shtick pretty much meant that he had seen crazier. It that it would seem that everyone else got the obvious elephants in the room and was even trying to break down the door. He needed to get his bearings straight. Robert walked over to the group investigating the tv told Byakuren. “I’m pretty sure that’s a prerecorded message, It can’t answer you. Then again mutiverses are weird, so I’m not entirely sure.”
Birb
It's birb time babeyy oh yeah
Oh. Looks like she noticed. Oh well, it doesn't matter.... hmm... You turn your head and look at some... guy.. also in blue, but it was a more light blue...
Cocogerber13
Everyone
Cocogerber13
Everyone
Aegis
Dreamer
STATUS:
Leon sighed in relief as he cupped her cheeks in his hands and gave her a once over look for a good measure before releasing her.
"Seems so." He laughs out as he pats her head a bit.
"Now let's see what's going on here." He looks toward many people's conversations and failed attempts at furthering the situation.
Leon had those gummy bears but what could they be used for besides eating?
Leon glanced around at the crowd trying to figure out his next move.
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Sayo-Nara
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Birb
It's birb time babeyy oh yeah
The blonde guy with the blue cloak was named... Link... huh that was an okay name.... he doesn't seem very distressed either, but not many people do....
Cocogerber13
Everyone
Cocogerber13
Everyone
thatguyinthestore
Off to a Better Place
He gives the man in the leather jacket a nod and a devilish smile creeps upon his face, he appreciated the man's cooperation and began to shake his body, performing some short stretches to make sure that everything in his body actually was working correctly. He begins to take several steps away from the door, getting himself a running start so he had enough momentum to completely decimate the door.
"I'm cooooming to get you Bosconovich..!" Bryan shouts as he clenches his right hand into a fist. He yells as he runs towards the door moving to punch the set of doors open at full force.
"GRRRAAAAGHHHK!" Bryan roars as he hits the door.
Stormcloak
The doors shook at the force with a loud thud, though they still wouldn't budge. However, as soon as he did this, the television would suddenly change channels, and replaced was a short, balding man with a monocle and more wrinkles than an old shirt. He let out a loud chuckle (or more accurately squawked) as he gazed down upon Bryan and the rest of the group.
"You'll have better look getting into a nun's skivvies than breaking outta this room!" He exclaimed as he watched the group struggle against the door. Judging by his thick British accent, it could be safely assumed that he was the same man from the video played mere moments ago. "But please, by all means, keep trying to bust these doors down! I could watch you poor saps all day!" He exclaimed, before squeaking out another laugh directed towards the group as a whole.
Leo, on the other hand, glanced up to the balding man, having remained quiet while the others conversed. He looked up at him with a look of confusion, seeming to be rather confused by the old man more than anything.
"A-are you that Cobblepot person that the TV was talking about earlier?" He asked in a slightly worried tone, attempting to decipher just where they were.
"That's Mister Cobblepot to you, boy!" The old man shouted in a tone that sounded like genuine anger, his whole body shifting forward to gaze upon the redhead in anger. His posture soon relaxed, however, as he shifted back into his black swivel chair.
"You'll have better look getting into a nun's skivvies than breaking outta this room!" He exclaimed as he watched the group struggle against the door. Judging by his thick British accent, it could be safely assumed that he was the same man from the video played mere moments ago. "But please, by all means, keep trying to bust these doors down! I could watch you poor saps all day!" He exclaimed, before squeaking out another laugh directed towards the group as a whole.
Leo, on the other hand, glanced up to the balding man, having remained quiet while the others conversed. He looked up at him with a look of confusion, seeming to be rather confused by the old man more than anything.
"A-are you that Cobblepot person that the TV was talking about earlier?" He asked in a slightly worried tone, attempting to decipher just where they were.
"That's Mister Cobblepot to you, boy!" The old man shouted in a tone that sounded like genuine anger, his whole body shifting forward to gaze upon the redhead in anger. His posture soon relaxed, however, as he shifted back into his black swivel chair.
The girl remains silent as she tilts her head to either side at the alien creature, it was certainly not a demon or other supernatural element with her instincts telling her it was a natural being...yet upon this summoning she had once again forsaken both a master and the required knowledge to function within this place given her inability to place the creature. All she had at this time was the noises it was making, her lips moving softly as she sounds out the only name she had for such a creature "Whimsicott" her eyes meeting its own, her posture seeming to relax and even the shine of her eyes adjusting as she does standing far more relaxed and seemingly giving off an entirely different aura altogether. After a few more moments she turns to hold the creature towards her and scans the area once more, taking one smooth step out the way as the man impacts the door and sends a small shockwave around casting her hair to the side, though otherwise seemingly entirely unbothered.
The door was clearly not normal yet if others were able to break such through than that merely needed no effort was required on her part, so, for now, she would simply wait and listen to the new world around her. Her gaze catching the woman near her who had continued to take glances and giving a faint gentle smile towards them, eyes closing for a moment as she does.
[class=Img] border:3px solid #CA0000; line-height:0px; margin-left:5px; pointer-events:none; border-radius:2px; [/class][div class=Img]View attachment 576647[/div]Ren nodded, activated the Metaverse Navigator app... And we were off. The space around us warped and distorted, plunging us headfirst into the cognitive world. What I expected to see were the desolate underground railroads of Tokyo; Mementos, the collective Palace of the masses, was as ominous as it was soothing. Ghastly voices normally whispered nothings, which were carried along by the howling winds. The distant screeching of rusty train axles and wheels grinding against the metal tracks, however, was not present. What was was absolute silence. Silence so absolute that a pin-drop would be comparable to the shriek of an explosion.
The room I found myself in was white. Just, white. No color, no energy - ceramic walls with no life or soul to them. It was almost eerie, in that sense, arguably more so than the tunnels of Mementos. I thought I was alone until I saw a young boy, hardly older than me than by a year or two. His body movements and behavior seemed pleasant, albeit a bit timid. I was about to relax, until I heard him say, loud and clear, 'you guys'. I turned. Before me stood, though I could barely count through my abrupt realization, at the very least 40 people - rather, creatures, monsters, machines and very few people - standing with their backs to the wall.
Shadows? was my initial thought, and I prepared to draw my Persona. Yet, there was no desire emanating from this group. No malevolent energy that resonated with me. Despite thinking that I had the universe laid out before me, clear as day, I was sorely mistaken. My whole world was flipped on its head. My eyes scanned each and every character that stood before me, and my suspicions were confirmed; though I wasn't a frequent reader of comic books, many of the creatures I saw, I'd seen before in graphic novels and cartoons. So what was going on?
I rushed towards a group, disconnected from the rest of the crowd. A towering, metal creature with a voice far too young to belong to it, a rectangular man with no shape or depth, and a few others whose descriptions puzzled me far too much to lay into words. Despite my shock, I mustered up a sentence, attempting to communicate with them in order to establish some semblance of sanity and coherence.
A detective prince deceived by the truth - how ironic.
"Err... Pardon my interruption, but... Where are we?"
"You're in a state of the art holding facility, lad!" He exclaimed with a grin as he looked down towards Akechi now. "We set this room up specifically so that you blokes don't leave until I want you to."
Byakuren
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Realization floods Byakuren's face as the television flickers to life, its light hardly affecting the already-pristine room. Of course-- it's a communication device! She's certain she's seen the river-dwelling kappa back at home use them before, now that she thinks of it. She leans forward slightly on the toes of her boots to get a closer look. Her hat starts to tilt over her eyes, so she keeps a firm hand on its brim.
"...Cobblepot industries?" Byakuren clicks her tongue and shakes her head. A place in this world mass-produces weaponry? What a shame. She fixes the man on the screen with an unamused gaze, not exactly hostile, but not particularly friendly either. This time, she only looks briefly when the new face approaches. "Hello. Please, have a seat; I don't believe Steve will hurt you, and I certainly won't. I'm not sure where we are, but I'm going to find out." Byakuren directs her voice at the television, under the assumption that it can hear her. It seems she doesn't know any better. "Your company sounds quite... interesting. But what do you know about this place? Why are we here?"
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"I know everything there is to know about this place, girl." He said, sporting a toothy grin which revealed crooked, decaying, yellow teeth. They almost looked wooden if one was to examine them close enough. "As for why you're here... well you'll find that out soon enough."
Haz.
GearBlade654
Sumirenko
June Verles
Centurion_
@CobblepotCrew
Haz.
GearBlade654
Sumirenko
June Verles
Centurion_
@CobblepotCrew
GearBlade654
One Thousand Club
Julian "Ruin", Designation SPARK-002
Physical Integrity-100% Systems, Armor Intact
"Well, someone's trying to sound legitimate. Cobblepot Industries and it sells weapons."
"This... actually isn't too bad. I could get myself a machine gun or something. Not my Elerium Phase-Cannon but oh well."
Julian's CPU ran calculations, before deciding to let everyone in the room know. The people in front of the TV probably knew but oh well, worth ensuring everyone got the message.
"Everyone, as you probably know some company called Cobblepot Industries evidently took us hostage or something. But if you've been watching the TV, they sell weapons-"
At this point Mr. Cobblepot began speaking on the TV. If Julian had actual eyes it would be rolling them.
"Oh great. The morbidly obese monocle man is here to taunt us. Go ahead, insult the robot. What's next, Mister Cobbler? Going to laugh at us some more?"
Physical Integrity-100% Systems, Armor Intact
"Well, someone's trying to sound legitimate. Cobblepot Industries and it sells weapons."
"This... actually isn't too bad. I could get myself a machine gun or something. Not my Elerium Phase-Cannon but oh well."
Julian's CPU ran calculations, before deciding to let everyone in the room know. The people in front of the TV probably knew but oh well, worth ensuring everyone got the message.
"Everyone, as you probably know some company called Cobblepot Industries evidently took us hostage or something. But if you've been watching the TV, they sell weapons-"
At this point Mr. Cobblepot began speaking on the TV. If Julian had actual eyes it would be rolling them.
"Oh great. The morbidly obese monocle man is here to taunt us. Go ahead, insult the robot. What's next, Mister Cobbler? Going to laugh at us some more?"
TCA
Witch of Akasha
-Katrina Ridley (feat. Sasser)-
On getting no connection, Katrina grumbled quietly to herself and slipped her phone back into her pocket. Yeah, that figured, of course whoever had decided to kidnap all these people wouldn't have let her keep her phone if she could actually use it--
And that was about when Shiki looked over at her and smiled. She blinked a few times, a bit disarmed, and hesitated before taking a couple steps closer, still leaving a bit of a distance but no longer actively trying to avoid notice.
"Uhh... hey, guess Sasser decided to say hi to you, he's mine but don't worry you don't have to like hand him back or anything, I just let him do what he wants usually. Did you also get dragged into this flaming disaster Hotel California by some weird black smoke and now you're in a room full of way, way too many people but you can't check out because nobody can find the damn front desk and--"
Her attention was diverted mid-rant by the TV directly responding to someone, and she abruptly stopped talking and turned her head to stare at the TV, eyes narrowed slightly. She remained quiet for a few moments, then looked back at Shiki and started talking again, tone a bit softer and more hesitant.
"--Well that explains a bit but not nearly enough. Sorry. I'll shut up now."
The Whimsicott in Shiki's arms looked mildly concerned and chirped questioningly at Katrina, who didn't respond. At least, not to him.
PlusUltra
Shiyonichi
The Edgelord
“Oh, good, here I thought we where kidnapped by Apple.” Robert deadpanned. “We where just kidnapped by some arms dealers lead by Humpty Dumpty.” The inventor mocked their capative further.
Cocogerber13
Scoobert Doobert
Link // LOZ,BOTW // tags:
Specialist
Thaddeus,
Birb
,
thatguyinthestore
The hylian champion nodded to the armored man, silently agreeing with the mouthful part. He would probably refer to him as “Thad” from then on if there wasn’t a preference against it. Link followed his gaze to those that were trying to get out of the room with brute force- to no avail. Suddenly a screen on the other side of the room flickered to life and Link watched carefully. He was glad that there was distance between them. Sure he knew the screen of the shield slate, but that was a far different circumstance.
“Cobblepot..? An... industry..?” Link questioned after listening in, taking the figure back gently after it hadn’t spoken again. The alarming threat and taunts on the screen only made Link glare, then look back down to the figure. As strange as it was, perhaps it activated a password? Link started trying to connect dots when he noticed a smaller character staring at him. The blond waved and then tapped on Thad’s arm and pointed to the door. He tried to slip through the crowd while trying to activate the sound on the figure again.
Specialist
Thaddeus,
Birb
,
thatguyinthestore
The hylian champion nodded to the armored man, silently agreeing with the mouthful part. He would probably refer to him as “Thad” from then on if there wasn’t a preference against it. Link followed his gaze to those that were trying to get out of the room with brute force- to no avail. Suddenly a screen on the other side of the room flickered to life and Link watched carefully. He was glad that there was distance between them. Sure he knew the screen of the shield slate, but that was a far different circumstance.
“Cobblepot..? An... industry..?” Link questioned after listening in, taking the figure back gently after it hadn’t spoken again. The alarming threat and taunts on the screen only made Link glare, then look back down to the figure. As strange as it was, perhaps it activated a password? Link started trying to connect dots when he noticed a smaller character staring at him. The blond waved and then tapped on Thad’s arm and pointed to the door. He tried to slip through the crowd while trying to activate the sound on the figure again.
Birb
It's birb time babeyy oh yeah
Stormcloak
Howdy
After hearing Cobblepots rather irritating voice coming from the TV Negan walks over and rests against the wall.
"So why the hell have you taken all of us anyways? I was in the middle of a..... meeting of sorts that I'd like to get back to."
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thatguyinthestore
Anyone
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"So why the hell have you taken all of us anyways? I was in the middle of a..... meeting of sorts that I'd like to get back to."
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thatguyinthestore
Anyone
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Sumirenko
Back at it again, folks
Byakuren
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"Please. Let us not play games... I'm sorry, what was your name?" Byakuren walks around the couch to stand in front of it, her back to the people she told to stick together. She places both fists together as if in a bowing motion, but she doesn't actually bow. Her stance looks more protective than respectful. The light from the screen catches her hair, seeming to light up the gradient so the purple is almost glowing. "You, or whoever brought us here, has no right to keep us here— less without even telling us why we're here in the first place. Look at all of the people you've frightened. You should feel ashamed of yourself." She levels a finger at the man's crooked teeth. "Tell us. Now. Please extend us some courtesy."
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thatguyinthestore
,
June Verles
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SheepKing
Ineptitude
,
Haz.
)
marc122
chew
Blake Belladonna
STATUS
Healthy.
INVENTORY/POWERS
- Aura (active)
- Shadow
- Shadow
MUSIC
People are trying to escape already. Then, someone laughed at something, and...this time it's not coming from anyone I even know of, but rather from up above. I turn towards the source and...there was someone unbelievably ugly-looking greeting us through a TV screen and taunting us. Damn him, must've put us where we don't belong, at all. I frown, as I start looking for Gambol Shroud; my one weapon. Where could it be? It couldn't be right near the doors, where the people are trying to escape through. It also couldn't be right around the corner... Looks like the drawers and cupboards are my only hope.
So I quickly approach them, searching for Gambol Shroud. Nope, no luck. Now that that's done, I come back to the doors, where I stop and turn to the TV.
"Are you the one who put us here?"
Remnant, I'm coming backing back for you.
thatguyinthestore
@Hahli Nuva
So I quickly approach them, searching for Gambol Shroud. Nope, no luck. Now that that's done, I come back to the doors, where I stop and turn to the TV.
"Are you the one who put us here?"
Remnant, I'm coming backing back for you.
thatguyinthestore
@Hahli Nuva
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ManyFaces
Devil's Advocate
Zabo became alert with a start, he'd previously been curled up on the floor... But he could hear dozens of voices. Opening his eyes the doctor could see there were in fact dozens or people, robots, alien creatures. He got to his feet and dusted his lab coat off before moving over to a wall where he could observe the chaos. The main event was on television as the man by the name Cobblepot seemed to be the reason he was here, so he seemed to be the man to talk to. "Well Mister Cobblepot a man of business such as yourself must want something to have... Abducted so many people. The sooner you explain your demands the sooner they can be met." He kept his voice level but internally he raged as he looked at the egg shaped little man on screen, the nerve he had to keep him here and then refuse to give any reason. But he simply awaited for a response from the television.
thatguyinthestore
Anybody
thatguyinthestore
Anybody
Specialist
Senior Member
Thaddeus felt the tap, and looked up toward Link; knowing at once by his expression that the possible Eldar-born had a unmistakable glint of an idea in his eyes. Tracing his point toward the door, he nodded and silently stood up (as much as a Space Marine could manage without making much noise) and began striding toward the door Link had pointed at. If it were anything like the human on the TV was manically cackling about, he surmised beyond this door lead into an industrial complex- a weapons factory. Perhaps his- and everyone else's- weapons were stored there. Allfather help them all once they are able to acquire their respective gear.
SheepKing
She/They 🐑
Immediately as Cobblepot said they couldn’t leave the room Alphonse clapped his giant hands together and slammed them onto the ground in hopes that he could create an entrance out of here. However this would be in vain as his alchemy appeared to be useless in this space.
“I can’t use Alchemy?!” He spoke to no one in particular with surprise. This would make things way more difficult. Either the room was made out of an element that isn’t in his original realm or it had to do with his own ability to transmute. Nevertheless, it would be pointless to try and escape for now. He needed to stay calm and asses the situation. The man seemed to be gloating more than anything so it was likely they weren’t in absolute immediate danger but his reply to Byakuren didn’t make it sound like he had good intentions. Alphonse would have to ask the man directly in order to find anything more out.However Byakuren spoke to the man before he could find a way to get his words out.
thatguyinthestore
,
June Verles
,
SheepKing
Ineptitude
,
Haz.
Haz.
Mask? I wear no mask.
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[/div]"Ahah... Yes, of course." I forced a nervous smile. Of course they wouldn't know. Still, the existence of these characters would imply the existence of multiple, parallel universes wherein each fictional story, be it from a comic book or a movie, is its own reality with depth equal to that of my own. But with that logic, that brings up the possibility that I, too, may be a fictional character in another universe.
I paused.
Then I thought about it. Maybe it was just the product of cognition? Morgana could transform into a bus thanks to the widespread concept of cats transforming into vehicles, wherever that idea arose from. It wouldn't be too strange to imagine that the concept of fictional universes could be so powerful so as to create entirely new realities. The Metaverse is only one example of an occurrence such as that.
Then I stopped, realizing that now was not the time to be having an existential crisis.
I shook my head, and turned my attention towards the new source of concern: a talking TV. Or, rather, a TV broadcasting a live transmission. The man on the other side introduced himself as Cobblepot, and went onto explain that he was a weapons manufacturer. Interesting, yes, but it didn't explain his motive for keeping us confined here. He said we'd discover that later, but 'later' meant 'in an undisclosed scenario which may be one wherein we die'. That was a possibility I would not humor, so I pushed. I needed a motive and a method, first and foremost.
"So, Mr... Cobblepot, was it? How exactly did you create such a state-of-the-art room? It seems immune to all forms of conventional and unconventional weaponry. If it's of your own design, then I must say I'm rather impressed."
June Verles
Sumirenko
SheepKing
Ineptitude
thatguyinthestore
I paused.
Then I thought about it. Maybe it was just the product of cognition? Morgana could transform into a bus thanks to the widespread concept of cats transforming into vehicles, wherever that idea arose from. It wouldn't be too strange to imagine that the concept of fictional universes could be so powerful so as to create entirely new realities. The Metaverse is only one example of an occurrence such as that.
Then I stopped, realizing that now was not the time to be having an existential crisis.
I shook my head, and turned my attention towards the new source of concern: a talking TV. Or, rather, a TV broadcasting a live transmission. The man on the other side introduced himself as Cobblepot, and went onto explain that he was a weapons manufacturer. Interesting, yes, but it didn't explain his motive for keeping us confined here. He said we'd discover that later, but 'later' meant 'in an undisclosed scenario which may be one wherein we die'. That was a possibility I would not humor, so I pushed. I needed a motive and a method, first and foremost.
"So, Mr... Cobblepot, was it? How exactly did you create such a state-of-the-art room? It seems immune to all forms of conventional and unconventional weaponry. If it's of your own design, then I must say I'm rather impressed."
June Verles
Sumirenko
SheepKing
Ineptitude
thatguyinthestore
Ineptitude
One Thousand Club
Ritsu
Ritsu's eyebrows furrowed together as she regarded the man behind the screen. She's run his profile through her database hundreds of times in split seconds, and yet, she was unable to recognize him. There was no mention of a Cobblepot Industries either. She bit her lip, was this really another dimension altogether?
The virtual forest behind her suddenly became gloomy, with thunderclouds rolling overhead. Bursts of lightning peeked behind the shadows. She seemed to be greatly disheartened by the situation she was in, not knowing what to do, when her eyes suddenly grew wide in realization.
Perhaps, if she...
Ritsu's code reached out to the TV. Maybe, just maybe, she'd be able to trace where the video was broadcasting from and extract information from the source of the signal.
SheepKing
Shiyonichi
Sumirenko
June Verles
Haz.
thatguyinthestore
PlusUltra
Five Thousand Club
A few steps forward and the sound of boots can be heard, the trim of the soles visible for a moment below the long Kimino like garb, she does give a glance to the creature for a moment before she finally speaks.
"He introduced himself as Whimsicott though that is also an interesting name, and that is fortunate while i would have taken him with me for as long as I could should he not have claimed I will suffice on that offer for now" her tone not what one would expect, feminine and refined like some sort of nobility, bowing her head ever so slightly for a moment as she listens to the rest of the woman's tale before gently shaking her head.
"I suppose you could say I fell twice asleep but awoke but once here, it is not unusual for me to awake in strange places when called but it is a novelty to be done without a clear purpose, the black smoke was a new experience, however...." her eyes move towards the large door for a moment with the same soft smile, extending a hand as she traces something and a large gauge seems to cut through a section of the door, not enough to see through or pass but the damage is more than clear from the gentle tracing "The gentleman's confidence is misplaced, but I suppose it could be interesting to travel along this path for a while to see what other storeys he will tell so for now his small cage is fine" the hand returning to softly stroke the head of the creature in her arms sensing the unease of the creature, speaking to both of them "There really isnt anything to be concerned about, be it waking or returning to slumber so dont threat, its best to simply enjoy the moment and the new scenery....perhaps leaving behind meaningful memories when we pass, but for now simply doing your best is all thats needed correct?" the listeless tone givng off a comforting feeling, her movements continueing as if a completely diffrent person than was first observed.
Shiyonichi
The Edgelord
While mocking a man with a napoleon complex was fun, he couldn’t keep standing around doing nothing. Robert looked around. There was no such thing as a flawless invention. No such thing as perfect. Drawing on his engineering knowledge he looked for some sort of flaw in the prison they could use to escape.
thatguyinthestore
thatguyinthestore