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[Kimona]

Well.
Looks like you have to light the lamp.

You go through about 3 matches before you get one to light and the flame makes it to the wick

"Light dammit."​

 

[Blemmigan]

BV: i think you pressed the wrong button.
BV: i was expecting a ghost. instead i got a tree and a rope.
BV: oh and a naked ventriloquist dummy.
BV: i really hope i'm adequately expressing how much i hate this.

==> Examine the rope.​

Your eyes still watering from the flash of light, you lift up the rope and get a good look at it, and the shape it's been tied into.

There was no reason for you to do this. You know exactly what it is, and now you're picturing what the game might want you to do with it.

At least looking at the tree and the rope means you're not looking at your new... companion.

 

[Orikanyo]

EM: Are you that thick?
EM: Did you perhaps forget to put your brain in this morning?
EM: God damn you may have the easiest one and your floundering about as death creeps on your doorstep,
EM: knocking on your door and asking to stay for a spot of tentacle tea?
EM: Why'd it have to be you for our damned fourth.
EM: Tie the rope around the fucking dummy's leg,m toss it over a tree branch so that it hangs.
EM: God fucking damn, need me to break out of this spdier ifnested sand covered hellscape and hold your hand as well?
EM: Bloody Wanker.

 

[Squad141]

The lamp lights up in a fiery blaze, and the flames almost lick you as you stumble back.

Surprised, you look down and realize that small green stubs have appeared in the pots.
Flowers?

You look closer, and realize that they’re growing rapidly under the light. That is, until they stopped.

You have a sneaking suspicion that this is your entry puzzle or whatever.
What grows a flower other than light?
Kimona
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As you nudge the rope with your foot, and hear a scuffling.
Turning quickly, you realize the dummies gone.

You hear it again.
You look up.

The dummy jumps off the ceiling and lands on your face, grabbing it firmly.
You Flail around for a while, before it drops off and grave the rope, tying it around your foot.

The dummy, with its blank eyes, than scampers in front of you, turns it head, and laughs through its teeth.

You fall.
Looking up, you realize that your hanging by your with the tree.

This position also lets you have a good look out outside which is-

A few houses are gone nearby, gaping holes where they one were. You can see something long black currently sliding up your driveway.
Blemmigan ​

 

[Blemmigan]

==> Freak out.​

You're way ahead of that. No time to inform your cherished friends of the current development, but you manage to get in a good bit of yelling and foul language. By the time you've gotten over the shock, you're hanging by your foot, swinging slightly, trying not to focus too hard on either the dummy or what has to be the foretold tentacle apocalypse outside.

You try to reach up and undo the rope from around your foot, which bites into your skin harder as you move, but gravity is not your friend. Instead you push yourself off the tree trunk, and manage to grab hold of your desk chair by the fingertips as you swing forward, bringing it half an inch closer. With the next attempt you manage to gab hold of it, and wheel it close enough that you can brace yourself, stretch your leg up, and shake free of the loop, your foot burning as the blood rushes back into it.

Even if you weren't aware of the time limit measured by the impending end of the world, you're spurred on. The first thing you do is fall off the chair. The second thing is realise that the dummy has vanished again.

Nils: what the fuck?
Nils: where the hell are you? come on!

Exclamation points, that's what you've been driven to.

From down here on the floor, you catch sight of something that you must have dropped earlier: the kitchen knife. You lunge for it before your own personal nightmare can get there first, and wield it like a deranged chef as you get to your feet.

The tree's taking up a good portion of the shed room now, disturbing the wooden floor with its fake roots. You step over them carefully as you walk around, expecting any moment to see those glassy eyes staring back.

You hear a laugh, and look up. It's in the tree. Of course it's in the tree. You have maybe half a second to wonder how you're going to grab hold of it before it drops down on you again. It's surprisingly heavy for something with fabric-stuffed arms and legs, and holds on tight.

You wildly stab at its body, possibly while screaming, and it knocks the knife out of your hand with a slap of its hand. But doing that means it had to let go of you.

Without thinking, you swing the dummy down hard against the worktop. There's an alarming crunch of wooden puppet face against wooden work surface, while your bottles and flasks jump half an inch into the air.

==> Tie the rope around the fucking dummy's leg,m toss it over a tree branch so that it hangs.​

You're not convinced that it can actually be stunned, or feel anything at all, so you wedge it tightly under one arm while you try to tie the rope around its foot, making sure to double-knot the best you can, and check that the rope is in place.

By this point, you're pure, concentrated tension from the eyeballs down. If this doesn't work, you might just spontaneously combust out of stress and burn the place to the ground.

You let go of the trussed puppet.

 

[TekSoda]

==> Combat roll down the stairs

What? No. That's a terrible idea. Not only were you going to stop the arrow bullshit, but you're probably going to break something. You don't roll down stairs, who the hell does that? It's not a smooth, roll-worthy surface. It's bumpy and shit, and not in the fun way. Like, the worst idea you've had since... well, we don't talk about that.

==> Combat roll down the stairs

There's like, other doors, too. Besides, if you want to figure out what's going on with that totally suspicious room, you can't miss a single clue. You have to be careful, coolheaded, and not impulsive. You wouldn't have survived as long as a thief if you acted on your every impulse.

==> Combat roll down the stairs

You're also very likely to impale yourself on your grappling hook, or break your phone on said hook. Speaking of which, before you die, you should probably let them know you're alive.
​

SJ: jeez no need to be such a dick

Ok, now you can die in peace, knowing your final message was dedicated to a shitty pun. Not that you're going to impale yourself on a grappling hook, because you're not about to do something reckless.

==> Combat roll down the stairs

Also, you don't know who's there. It could be the person whos very suspicious house you broke into, or the cops, or the tentacles. Or tentacle cops? Tentacops? Whatever, the point is you need to be more careful, more stealthy.

==> Stealth roll down the stairs

Fine, whatever, I give up. You stealth roll down the stairs.

"ow."​

 

[Kimona]

Look to your trusty companion for advice==>

Trusty my foot.
It hasn't done anything useful since it got here.

It's kinda cute in its own way you think.
Likely due to your bad taste.
Or it growing on you.

Puzzle or Die==>

Sigh.

Well.
Water?
You don't have that.
Only a can of week old soda.

Food?
Not unless it likes junk food.

Try the soda==>

What harm could it do other than cause your demise.

RR: If I don't respond it's because watering the magic plants with soda was the wrong answer.

Sounds like a good final last words to you.
WELL.
There are better ones. But they will have to do for this situation.

Pour the soda==>​

 

[Squad141]

Nils and Ryou: Enter.
> The End: Begin.

As you toss the puppet down against the trunk of the tree, it begins to crack open. As this happens, the tentacles begin to close around your home, as well as your shed.
The fake tree begins to glow in affirmation with your actions.
Something black begins to reveal itself inside the dummy, but you can't see anything before the light gets too bright for you.
( Blemmigan )

As you tip the can down, the liquid pours onto the first flower.
However, what surprises you is how clear the liquid is. You reach out your hand and taste the drink.
Its water.
You hurriedly pour the rest in equal portions to the rest of the sunflowers as they bloom up to the sun lamp.

The ring of green and yellow begin to glow as your home shakes violently.
( Kimona )

Across the planet, two different buildings begin to glow brightly, one blue and one bright green.
The dark tendrils from below unfurled in anticipation of this, and relinquished their control.

As these structures' were engulfed in light, many others were not so lucky.
Many people were screaming on the streets, falling into the ground and being harmed by the general chaos being caused.
The government had no idea what to do, as even the air was not safe with the tentacles being seemingly longer than the tallest building on the surface.

The two homes disappeared as the tectonic plates were obliterated, and the creature that had slept for years emerged fully.

The Earth was then destroyed completely.

The Darkness was truly in control now.
TekSoda Orikanyo ​

 

[TekSoda]

"owwwww."

Rolling down the stairs was a mistake. Your leg hurts. Your arm hurts. Everything hurts. Also, you're fairly certain you're bleeding. Regardless, you feel like running right now. The not-so-stealthy stealth roll, having had all stealth removed by the loud thuds produced as your body fell down the stairs haphazardly, alerted you to the fact that you'd spent too long being restrained, emotionally and, in getting here, physically.


"Hey, Luci, you comin'?"​

 

[Orikanyo]

==> Examine the weird feeling.

....

The end of the world... You had been so wrapped up in it you forgot about so much...

The people not in this game... What happened to them?

Did they get taken by the monster?

Did... Did they survive? Would the Darkness take them to?

What was the darkness even?

Just... This wierd sense of finality hangs over you as you worry about your sister, the others...

You hope they are okay... Upon thinking of possibly loseing your sister you begin to cry, thinking back to all the times you had together...

Even if things were relatively strenuous as work often called her away... You.. actually never knew what she did... Always that it was far from home and would take a long time...

But now... You are spirited away in this desert town populated by nobody but you and a sassy plush Egyptian god ghost and your only connection to other people is your phone...

....

You begin to cry some more as everything begins to feel very enclosed and frightening.. You're still a kid, just a kid, why did this have to happen? What was the purpose? Why were you out here fighting things you hate in a vast expanse of...

Nowhere...

You sniffle, whipping tears and snot from your face with a nearby tissue.
​

EM: Hey... So... Are you guys okay?

 

[Squad141]

When you open your eyes again, your on the floor.

The dummies two parts are lying on either side of the shed, broken and cracked.
You can hear a slight drizzle on the roof, as well as outside from the window.
Was it always night time?

But the thing that worries you most is the floating wooden doll in front of you.
Its completely black, with the only light part of it being its pupils. Shadows come off of it in wisps, as if trying to escape it somehow.
Blemmigan
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When you open your eyes, you immediately feel warmer.

Looking from your misty window, you can only really see the color orange and red from your fogged up glass.
What kind of steam hit it so much?

You wonder if this is one of those cool realms everyone was talking about...
Kimona ​

 

[Squad141]

In front of you is yet another hallway.
Does this place never end?

In this, there appear to be the same amount of doors as last in the same position.
Two of either side of you, and one directly at the end of the hall, like from before.
TekSoda ​

 

[TekSoda]

Jeez, what a pain. Though, you remember a couple games with this premise. Survival horror, but close enough to stealth to suit your fancy.

You decide the left door of this increasingly suspicious home is the one you wish to enter. Also, you want to kick it in. You tried kicking a door in earlier, which was a failure, but giving up after one try is something for people who aren't you. Or for people who are you when you have the slightest suspicion someone is nearby. But there probably isn't, otherwise the tentacops or whatever would have heard you rhythmically tumbling down the stairs like a mentally impaired drum, and come - how would a tentacle move? Like, a single tentacle? It'd be like a sticky snake, right? So, slither? The tentacops would slither to where you are faster than you could say "this joke was never funny and you beating it to the ground doesn't help," which you won't, as it isn't true.

You ready the leg that hurts less, and think of one shitty YouTube video you saw on the matter a year ago. Kick with your heel, right? On the lock side, just above the lock.

==> Kick the door in

You feel it budge some, though that could have been your imagination. Also, it hurt you less this time. It still hurt a ton, though. This is stupid; however, it's the only cool way to enter the room, as this home is suspiciously devoid of person-sized vents, a regular occurrence in almost every commercial home and definitely not a distinctly rare one.

Oh, wait, you could act out one of those shitty spy novels you spent too much time reading.

You put your back against the door, with one hand on the knob, and crack the door just enough to peek through. This is even dumber than kicking the door in.​

 

[Kimona]

Warmth==>

Apparently magic game planets are warm.
nice.

Check out the outside==>

You go to the window.​

 

[Squad141]

You appear to be in some sort of kitchen.

The lights are off, but you can see pretty nicely with the light from the hallway.

The kitchen itself is surpassingly clean, with granite counter tops and a pretty big island with a stove integrated.

In the corner, there’s a decorated statue of a lady holding a vase, of which there are a few daisies.

The only thing really notable are the cabinets, and... another letter?
TekSoda
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You walk up the window, and wipe some steam from it.

All you can really make out is rocks and heat, as well as the colors red and orange.
Maybe your in some kind of cave?
@Kitmona​

 

[Squad141]

Kimona ​

 

[Orikanyo]

==> Sigh deeply

No answer... Guess you should move on until you hear something... You wonder, in this moment of sorrow, how long you will be wandering before something comes up... Or maybe at all?

Nonetheless...

==> It is time to work.

Right, focus on things that are productive..

What do you have.

A leather magic cane(more fire power but less smacking potential it seems)
A nice hat
A super holy cape.
A super hierophant(SH) card
A useless manual that mentions impulses which are unable to be explained by Medjed (Not their fault)
The spear.

Well, guess you can make another magic cane, or maybe...

Spear <--- Magical Manuel's De-Instructive Rod

Maybe this will give it some potential?
​

 

[Squad141]

You create Magic Manuel’s De-Instructaspear.
It appears to be the cane elongated, with a much more thin force core.
The tip looks to be some kind of metal origami.

You think you can use this, but not very well. It a bit too long than what your used to.
Orikanyo ​

 

[Kimona]

...
Cool.
You look back to your ghost.
"Okay, so I got to find you something to merge with right?"
You ask with hands on your hips.

What would be good?
You don't have much at all that it could turn into.
Could the ghost maybe turn into the image on a CD?
If it could you would totally hand it one of your bowie boxes.
But if it couldn't then well...
What could you use?​

 

[Orikanyo]

....

.......

Bugger.

Could just flip it on the other side but... Would it really matter?

Fuck it just make another magic cane...

Cane --> stattuette.

It's heft was familar so you'll stick it it...

...

..........

Ah fuck it..

Magic cane --> Super hierophant card.

Come on, hit me with the wierd shit.​

 

[Blemmigan]

==> Reflect.​

You stay on the floor for a moment, listening to the gentle patter of water droplets. Down here and motionless, you almost feel calm.

Apparently concerned that it's not the focus of your attention, the dummy's silhouette drifts into your line of vision, white eyes staring. You stare back.

Funny, really. You never thought you were scared of ventriloquist dummies or dolls or anything. Then you thought you might be killed by one, and quickly changed your mind. And now? Well, you're not even sure that it even counts as a dummy any more, not since it split open like an old coccoon and revealed its new form.

Your heart pounds for a moment, echoing the rain, but the creature doesn't try to attack you. It just... watches. It's so solidly black that it's difficult to look at for too long: your eyes keep sliding off it and focusing on something else. It doesn't quite look real.

Nils: fuck you.

==> Feel a bit better.​

In fact, you could almost believe that this whole thing was a kind of complex virtual reality, now that everything is keeping a more or less respectable distance. After all, you're still in your shed. Living ventriloquist dummies don't exist. Trees don't grow out of nothing. And out of the windows, you saw... well, the end of the world, presumably. All part of the game: next-level virtual reality to provide a truly immersive experience. The technology really advanced when you weren't paying attention. Presumably you look ridiculous to anyone watching you play this game, stumbling around like an idiot, wrestling an invisible psychotic puppet.

You sit up, and lift your pant leg just enough to see the angry red line around your ankle from the rope. It still hurts. And you know that, despite whatever "The Darkness" might call itself, it isn't just a game. You don't know what it is or why it's happening, but it all has to be real.

Finally you get up and read the chat. Normally you'd answer him with something sarcastic, but you're not in the mood right now.

BV: i'm fine. don't know where i am though.
BV: i hanged the dummy.
BV: luckily i think i killed it.
BV: unluckily i think i'm now being haunted by the ghost of chucky.
BV: what about you?
BV: ryou? adia?
BV: who else is here?

 

[Squad141]

You create the Holy Stick of Justice.
It appears to be the magic cane, but with a more natural design. The fire core has been replaced with some kind of white light core.

You can definitely wield this.
You wonder if maybe you can finally utilize the magical core inside it this time...?
However, your table has just informed you that you just used the rest of your EP.

Crap.
Orikanyo
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At the mention of merging, you’re surprised the ghosts (you should really name it) reaction.

From what your friends said, the ghosts got all antsy until they merged with something.
But yours however, was shakily stepping back, as if in fear of said action.

Besides, weren’t you supposed to find some kind of humanoid for them anyways?
Kimona ​

 

[Kimona]

(Typing from phone so this is what ya get)

Ryou: be confused==>

You are very confused.

“Do you not want to merge with something?”
You ask.
You really hoped it knew how to shake its head in response​

 

[Orikanyo]

EM: Oh thank jesus h christ you are alive.
EM: However, that sounds horrendously terrifying.
EM: So far only Adia, Ryou, Yourself and I are here...
EM: I... don't know if there are others. There might be, no, definitely will be so let us all keep our heads up.

Indeed, heads up, stiff upper lip, pip pip cheerio.

Nonetheless, you are now fully certain you got a true upgrade for your cane.

You thrust it into the air and say.
​

Dick: Hear my vow!
Dick: With my might cane in hand I shall smite all evil in this land!!

You are happy nobody in this world is able to see you do this, that would be very embarrassing to imagine.

But it did make you feel better.

==> Hero of justice: Venture forth into the world!!!​

 

[Squad141]

The ghost shakily shakes its head, before pondering something.

After a few seconds, it stands up, and puts its hands together in a praying motion, than tilts it head.
It then rests its clasped hands under its head, and rocks back and forth.
Kimona
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As you do the ridiculous gesture, something actually happens.
The core of the cane begins to glow brightly, before causing what you can only describe as a laser beam to pierce the sky, where your aiming it.

Welp.
Let’s go do some magic shit.
​

MEDJED: I see you’ve found out how to use magic.
MEDJED: Wonderful. Perhaps we can move on now?
MEDJED: And yes, I can go into your bedroom now.
MEDJED: You seem to have finally allowed me to speak in here anyways.
MEDJED: So now we face the question.
MEDJED: Do you want learn about your challenge, or simply finish it?
MEDJED: Their are piece of what you would call ‘lore’ hidden throughout town that detail what’s happened.
MEDJED: They also May provide helpful tips to future obstacles you may face.
MEDJED: Or, you can just beat your way down the path, hitting enemy left and right, defeat the ‘boss’ of this challenge, and open the First Door.
MEDJED: I’ll leave it up to you.

Orikanyo ​