Week Six

[letsplayamod]

You've survived, for lack of better wording, the latest week of trials and tribulations. This one had been more costly than most: Typhon's machinations have brought your group to nearly half the size it was when Athena first brought you to this island. Whether it ends with him or with you is still too soon to make out. One thing's for certain. Things cannot be allowed to continue as they are.

Speaking of continuing, the next floor has been revealed to you. Just how far down this island goes is a bit of a mystery, but you get the feeling that you're close to something important. Maybe that thing Athena wanted you to find before Typhon does. You can ruminate on that as you watch the waters below. Waves still lap at the cliffs, but it all seems lower than it did weeks ago. Like the ocean itself is shrinking...

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Sunday

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Monday

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Tuesday

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Wednesday

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Thursday

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Investigation

[sweetsynergy]

[Sunday morning, Vanity is for the first time in a while by the cornucopia tossing tokens into the fire and surrounded by a small pile of items. It's all going as normal, until the horn dispenses an ordinary cardboard box. Vanity cautiously opens it-]

MOTHERFUCK-

[wow that was kind of loud and weirdly high-pitched]

[Anyone coming to investigate the shouting will find her holding the box at extreme arms length, a definitely very ordinary and mundane if chubby cat poking up out of the corrugated depths.]

[Later in the day, she's picking through the newly unlocked music room, checking over the instruments available with a vaguely disconnected kind of curiosity, but more importantly she's squatting and inspecting the pool of water.]

Cats Out of the Box

[catsgothistongue]

[High-pitched screaming? Looks like a job for a martial artist! Ranma bursts in on the scene, battle ready.]

Vanity, what's--

[Another high-pitched scream resounds from the room. One louder, shriller and more terror-stricken than the one Vanity let out just now. In an instant, Ranma's atop the cornucopia latching on for dear life staring at the box and its occupant with pinpricks in his eyes.

It's not a doll it's not a doll it's real and its blinking at him--]

[sweetsynergy]

Augh, what the FUCK-

[how are you so loud saotome are you trying to summon dogs to deal with this]

[She takes a second to scrub at one ear. And then realizes it means she's holding The Box in one arm. With a startled squeak she shoves it back out to arms length.]

Do you recognize this thing, Saotome?!

[catsgothistongue]

[FOR THEIR SAKES HOPEFULLY!!!

Ranma scrambles higher on the horn when Vanity holds the box and subsequently IT out.]

YES! [So don't shove it at him!] K-KEEP IT AWAY FROM ME!!!

[He recognizes it, but not in the way she meant.]

[sweetsynergy]

[oh god what the hell is it]

[She manages to not quite drop the box, but she's setting it down and backing away rapidly.]

The fuck is it?!

[catsgothistongue]

[If it's got Ranma, the boy who has been rushing headlong into danger against monsters and went toe-to-toe with Omega without a second thought, terrified, it must truly be--]

C-C-C-C-- A CAT!

[Vanity why didn't you close the box the little monster's looking right at him?!?!?]

[sweetsynergy]

[That. Finally gives her pause.]

Yeah?!

[Oh. Oh god.]

[She's remembering Ranma freaking out at Manulov.]

...And?

[catsgothistongue]

[Shaking uncontrollably, teeth noisily clattering together with a thousand yard look to his eyes.]

E-EVIL!

[... the cat, during this comedy of misunderstandings, hasn't budged an itch from its box and has been watching this unfold before its beady eyes. It's honestly just vibing.]

[sweetsynergy]

[Vanity takes a breath. Inches forward.]

Aaaaaaaugh-

[And gingerly folds the box shut as Eru gives a now-muffled, slightly pathetic meow.]

[catsgothistongue]

[His anathema out of sight (unfortunate not out of earshot), Vanity'll watch the pigtailed boy start to ease and be less, for lack of better words, scared shitless.]

T-The hell was that doing in there??

[Why didn't he consider the possibility that one of those things could've been dispensed!!!]

[sweetsynergy]

Don't know!

[She's squatting by the box, catching her breath.]

More importantly... this never happened. We were both INCREDIBLY CHILL AND NORMAL about it.

[catsgothistongue]

[Very curt:]

Dunno what you're talkin' about, I'm always incredibly chill and normal about everything, always.

[The crescents imprinted in the horn from his nails say otherwise. Message received though: they take this to their graves.]

Investigation

[letsplayamod]

[You're staring into a very deep pool, Vanity. The dark water obscures the depth. What are we planning here?]

[letsplayamod]

[They were so cool and normal about a fat little kitten and there were definitely no quietly snickering little witnesses teleporting away.]

[eeeonetwothree]

Omega visits the Cornucopia, and makes some surprising, and exciting, gains from it. One is one of Snow White's skeletal birds, whom he names Beta and allows to ride around on his shoulder opposite Gamma the Gopher. The other is some curry, which he sets up in Eatery for anyone who wants it, as he cannot eat. Everything else, save for one thing, he sets up to be given away outside the bar.

As for that one thing, Omega can be seen standing outside in the Hero's Pavilion, holding and looking over a bright yellow gem, optics bright and in a good mood for a change.

"IT ALL STARTS WITH THIS...A GEM CONTAINING THE ULTIMATE POWER! THIS WILL BE OUR METHOD OF VICTORY AGAINST TYPHON!"

[sweetsynergy]

[Smart thing to do would be to probe it and try testing the depths with a stick or something.]

[So she's going to start by sticking a hand in and swirling it a little.]

[pariunt]

[Well, that certainly catches Astarion's attention.]

Are you certain it still works? Being in this world hasn't affected it?

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Omega hands the emerald over to Astarion to see. If he has any ability to sense energy in mystical artifacts, he would feel tremendous power indeed. ]

I HAVE SCANNED IT THOROUGHLY. ITS ENERGY OUTPUT IS SIGNIFICANT. IT IS MOST DEFINITELY “WORKING” AS IT SHOULD.

cornucopia

[literarybehemoth]

...hm?

[hang on, he kind of moseyed on up because he thiiinks he sees a carton of cigs....]

...

Oh. That is... well. I suppose I understand how Luna feels now.

[brokenhabit]

[ On Sunday Lebkuchen is dressed in one of her new outfits, with an altered version of the clear veil she wore on top of her regular nun one (the only thing she kept from the entire outfit). In the morning she's seeking out some specific areas (the craft room, the eatery) and creating flower beds in the approximate areas Alex and Crito died, mostly of lilies but trying to include at least one other unique flower for each of them. Then she returns to the living quarters, making two more in Ai's room for her and Mutsumi/Mortis and then touching each door belonging to every person they've lost, even the murderers. Her touch causes the wood of each door to shift and crack, other plants growing within before they start flowering through whatever opening they can. Each door different, just like the godling that previously lived behind it. She hesitates a moment when she gets to "Zvei's", but in the end pushes her personal feelings aside and gives it the same treatment.

It's not a lot but... it's something, she hopes.

The only thing left now is where Misane died. She's already started growing the flower bed but realizes as she does that there's an issue with that and so she's stuck staring at Ferdinand's door, wondering what she should do.

Once that's all done and she's had some time to rest from using so much of her power, she starts seeking people out: the ones she could tell Aglaea was making outfits for. ]

I believe Miss Aglaea was working on something for you before she... passed. It's... I'm not sure if it's finished enough to wear but...

[ If it was for them then people deserve the right to know and to decide for themselves what to do with it. ]