...we came in?

[strangerpeople]

POOR UNFORTUNATE SOULS


[There's no doubt that those who wake up will vaguely remember a dream.

In that dream, at least for most people, there are two figures, informing them each that they had a Title. With that title came a power. More than that, they were being given rooms, as if they were meant to stay in the dark and gloomy place where their dreams placed them. The Strangers might have found this to be a ridiculous proposition. Unless they have been through this before, then were probably not surprised in the least.

All of this, of course, ended with a sense of inexplicable dread for everyone. Especially when they woke up to find themselves in long, thin, cramped rooms, with only candlelight to give them any illumination.

Yes. Unfortunately, that dream had not been a dream at all, much as you might have hoped. You are here, now, inside an old, decrepit house where you have been given what appears to be a permanent residency. While you apparently have a power to aid you, it's no comfort. You have no option to leave, you have no way to escape, and the rules hammered to your door doesn't help the creeping sense of doom pooling in your stomach.

...

Now.

Where are those two figures that had greeted you to begin with?]

((OOC: Please remember to comment on the Mansion Guests and the Guest Profiles pages if you haven't yet!))

Comments

[relieable]

[??????????]

I was just wondering how a kid could get into a bar, that's all.

[incendiarize]

[Train of thought: derailed.]

Pshhht, I'm not that little! I'm old enough to explore the Labyrinth, I'm old enough to drink. [Not that he does, he's still too young to like alcohol very much. Ice cream, on the other hand...]

[relieable]

[old enough to drink? really?]

Haha, no way! What are you, like, nine?

[read the profiles, Osomatsu]

[incendiarize]

No way! I'm like, fifteen or sixteen, something like that!

[He's not???? Sure??? But he's sure he's a teenager! That counts for something!!]

[relieable]

["something like that?" that sounds pretty sketchy, man]

Sure you are. [a patronizing pat on the head or shoulder, whichever he can get to] Though, that seems pretty ruthless, to drag a kid here.

[just like Sakura, and Millium... Osomatsu shudders a bit at the memory]

[incendiarize]

[He swats at the hand - annoyed, not actually going to do any damage or anything. Because seriously? Seriously? He's a totally awesome and badass explorer/investigator!!!]

You try knowing your exact age without anyone to tell you... I can take care of myself, I've survived way worse than a creepy old house-

[He does note that shudder, though, that seems. Weirdly timed??? What's up with that?]

[relieable]

[hehe... Osomatsu drops his hand away, not upset that it was swatted]

Yeah, well, I'm glad you can take care of yourself! That's a good skill to have. But you can call me if you need anything.

[incendiarize]

[This? This is comforting, sorta reminds him of growing up at the Library. A little something familiar after the utter hell everything has been for the past...while, he lost track of the days. Even before this place.

Like he's gonna mention that, though.]

Well... Simon's not here, so I guess. If I have to.

[relieable]

[that's what big brothers do, right? even though Osomatsu's not a very good big brother... but kids are his weakness]

Who's Simon?

[incendiarize]

Simon is Simon! [Well that's helpful.] He's a medic, and he's the smartest guy ever! I'll follow him basically anywhere. Closest I've got to family, I guess!

[relieable]

[awww! a medic, huh? they could probably use one of those here...]

Did he teach you anything about... medical stuff?

[incendiarize]

Well, I do know a little... I was gonna be a medic, too, when I was little! But then I was way better at blowing stuff up!

I don't think I have my Grimoire Stone, though, so I can't do a whole lot... [Do not make him explain how those work I DON'T KNOW]

[relieable]

[blowing... stuff up...]

Uh... Well, that's okay. I don't have anything from home, either. Except for Frankie, I guess.

[incendiarize]

[He's only a little bit of a firebug, I promise.]

Frankie? Who's Frankie?

[relieable]

Oh! Uh. Franciscus. He and I were buds back home.

[if he's remembering correctly]

[incendiarize]

Uhhh... [There's a Franciscus here, okay- got it.] White suit! On the profile-thingies.

[relieable]

[Osomatsu nods]

That's him! We've been through a lot together.

[incendiarize]

Yeah? Sounds like me and Simon! [Arthur it's probably not the same at all.] What did you get up to? Anything cool?

1/2

[relieable]

Cool?

[WAR FLASHBACKS]

2/2

[relieable]

...I mean. I guess, in the end, it was kind of cool...

[sweats nervously]

[incendiarize]

[....Okay, Arthur's not that much of a carefree dummy.]

What's wrong?

[relieable]

[ah... he noticed! Osomatsu rubs the back of his neck. he's been trying to keep his past secret, but maybe telling Arthur won't be a huge deal]

When I said we've been through a lot together, it's true. But most of that stuff we went through wasn't good. It was kinda scary, actually.

[incendiarize]

Are we talking suddenly-deer scary or thousands-about-to-die-and-you're-the-only-ones-who-can-stop-it scary?

[Both are very, very familiar to him.]

[relieable]

[suddenly deer scary... haha]

It's more like... a-small-group-of-people-were-taken-from-their-worlds-and-forced-to-kill-each-other scary.

[incendiarize]

[Listen, deer are probably the number one cause of premature death in Etria.]

Wha...? That's awful, though!