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15strangers2019-05-22 09:23 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2019-05-22 09:23 pm
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FINAL INVESTIGATION
[The morning of the last day-the day of the deadline promised by the Elder Steward--there is a loud CRACK that echoes through the Mansion. It comes above, over, and around them.
Indeed, it seems to originate from outside.
Those who go outside will find themselves staring at a sky that is cracking everywhere. The cracks Osomatsu had seen before had somehow spread over the days unchecked. Now, the cracks become larger and larger, until finally, the sky itself breaks.
Glass-like pieces fall downwards as it shatters, dissipating lone before they hit the ground into sparkles. A cool breeze suddenly blows through the garden, while the sun suddenly appears for the first time, shining high in the sky. A...slightly creeping-looking, laughing sun, but that doesn't seem to be an illusion, unfortunately. Also it doesn't look ready to swoop down to attack them, which might be a small comfort.
The hole in the wall that had been made earlier is still there, large enough to crawl through. And when they do, the Strangers will find themselves in a more open grassy field, with a beach to the south.
The nice weather and grass, however, is not all that is there. It's clear there are other places in this complex to explore.]
[Before anyone can react, there is the sudden telltale ticking that begins in their heads, and their investigation scrolls appear. It's clear that the Stewards have started a countdown for them to get to the Temple, which sits beyond their immediate area, within a forest of trees that the grass transforms into. But, perhaps, the Strangers can use this to their advantage. Now, they know they have a time limit to search these places for more information about just why they are there.
Perhaps, now, they might have a chance to find something useful.
There are six strangers left. Best get to work.]
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What is that?
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FOOL! Must I do my introduction again!?
...very well!
[clearing throat]
The greatest of all legends! And also, a very snappy dresser!
I am...
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this is... unexpected]
It's about time you showed up. You okay?
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FOOL! I am perfectly fine!
However, I am very put out that no one attended my plate-spinning class! Not even the weapon who named me Your Legendariness!
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Sorry, dude. We've been... kind of busy. Locked in that mansion. But that sounds like it would've been fun!
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Indeed! I was busy setting up the plates and everything! BUT! No one came! I waited, alone and forlorn, for untold hours, with piles of plates at my disposal, yet no one responded to my carefully crafted invitations...
And so you see, this is why, the moral of the story is, never drink white wine after Labor Day. Or is that never eat white meat before Valentine's Day?
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What? Of course I did! I gave them to everyone this morning!
Indeed, I was inspired by the crashing noises, and thought, that is not how you spin plates!
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Indeed!
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Did you only hear them, or did you see anything happen there?
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Of course, I only heard them! So I was unable to catch the plate-shattering culprit.
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Ah! Yes, the one who named me. I noticed she had taken ill earlier this week. She had collapsed on the floor, and was not moving! I did say hello, but she didn't respond. She was acting quite dead for some reason.
I have not seen her since! So, unless she is dead, I must assume she is avoiding me for some reason. Ah, but what faux pas could I have committed? Surely it cannot be as bad as the time I attended the masquerade of Palais Garnier, dressed as the Red Death! I had recently finished my magnum opus of opera, Don Juan Triumphant, and had demanded it be performed promptly! But the lady who was to be the lead soprano of my masterpiece convinced me that perhaps I should not have arrived thirty minutes late to the ball, and so, instead, we agreed on a Christmas release and a live read-through beforehand. Just to work out the kinks, of course!
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Osomatsu's quiet for a moment, thinking of poor Emma, and then Franciscus. he will not bother this weird creature much longer, but he has to know]
...Hey, Excalibur. Do you know if... Is it possible to bring people back from the dead here?
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I've got some bad news for you there... and not just that we never heard of any plate spinning class.
[And neither would we go, she thinks.]
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Well then! Do not delay with your message! One must take the bad news before the good news! Or...was it the good news before the bad news? Well, it doesn't matter! It never does, a lesson I learned when I was but a mere courier on the Pony Express, back in the days when the west had not yet been won-
[uh]
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Anyway... whoever named you that has most likely been killed. We're down to six from fifteen, you see. So I'd say we've got an awful lot on our plates! And where were you for that, eh?
[She had vaguely heard that he's the one who told them all they were weapons but he doesn't seem to have any idea of what was going on the entire time.]
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FOOL! I do not need to explain where I was!
but if you must know I was having tea with the skeleton in the room where I first popped out into this place. It was quite refreshing to have a friend who is such a listener! Indeed, listening to someone is more important than talking to someone!
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FOOL! What is time, but a construct of the human mind! That said, I do not know how I ended up here in the twelfth century, when my legend, in fact, started in the twelfth century. I must ponder if the vibrational frequencies of my mind, nostalgic and longing for the past as it sometimes is, has thus transported me back, like I was from Connecticut!
Perhaps I should cut my caffeine consumption so this unintended time travel doesn't continue to happen.
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[this time... same hat, Excalibur]
But listen, since you're from this time period... does any of this ring a bell?
[she just gonna show him the evidence scroll. Maybe she can get him talking about something useful if he's going to go on and on.]
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FOOL! I have said fool multiple times in a row!
I am not from this century! The me of the twelfth century has a perfect mustache!
The me that stands before you, comes from the twenty-first century!
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Besides, I'm from the 21st century too, but you obviously remember being in this one before. And you're actually from this world, aren't you?
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FOOL!
[so no]
It is my world! Though, I don't recall this place being so lovely at this time. In truth, I remember it being more explodey with many more loud sound effects of unparallelled decibels!
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