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"Sure thing! Also you can just call me Nana, Shinoa"

Was Nana's reply to Shinoa. While using the first name seemed to reflect her sociable nature, the truth was she just thought that calling each other with their identical family name surely was a hassle. Besides, she noticed it, that slight change on the girl's face the second Nana said her family name. Family problems huh? Not that it mattered much in their current situation, so she could do her a favor and avoid mentioning that topic then.

And so Nana successfully made friend with her roommate. As she was wondering about how to start approaching the group in the hallway, Shinoa also heard the voice outside and walked toward the door. "Wait!" Nana immediately raised her voice, but it was too late. This girl is pretty arrogant and impulsive, isn't she? The pink-haired girl thought in disbelief. Shinoa literally wore a military uniform and shouldn't those underwent military trainings be more disciplined and less impulsive? If she were to take advantage of this then killing this girl would be—

Wait, no! She didn't have to do that here! Nana suppressed her trained mindset before looking at the scene Shinoa had caused. Whatever, time to deal with this as her friend.

"We are really sorry for this! Shinoa! You really have to slam it like this!?"

Nana rushed out of the room and gave an apologetic bow to everyone, particularly to the blonde girl who was visibly cowering in fear. At the same time she scolded her roommate in an embarrassed manner that would induce the urge to tease her back rather than any offensive feeling from Shinoa. While wearing such facade, the pink-haired girl briefly looked around at everyone presenting. Seemed like there were plenty of people here as she expected and there seemed to be a variety of age, sex, occupation and visible characteristics here. In fact, she was certain some of them were definitely not human. Also based on some ongoing conversation she heard and the look on some of their faces, these people were definitely experiencing the same situation as her and Shinoa.

"Holy moly guacamole that was loud! What gives!?"

Hearing that, the girl simply smiled widely, and gently(?) pulled Shinoa until she and Pinkie were in front of each other. Nana then looked into her roommate eyes with a comical cold gaze that could be translated as "Deal with your own sh*t" before walking toward the blonde girl who seemed to suffer the most from Shinoa's antic and was still on the floor.

"Uh, are you okay?"

Nana spoke to her with a caring tone, a pretty genuine one. After all, this level of naivety and innocence enough to react in such manner reminded her of a certain girl back on the island. She then offered her hand, intending to pull the blonde girl back up.

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The Witch couldn't help but be charmed by Hamiliton " The pleasure is all mine. One of the founding fathers in the flesh? A highlight on such on what is, so far, a terrible situation." Wanda's smile was bright as flattered the man. Laughing at his actions, the witch playful giggled, covering her mouth with her hand. "Now Hamilton, I don't think President Washington's sword was as big as that creature's." A chuckle, as Wanda than suddenly frowned. It was a quick change, almost unease how fast Wanda went from all smiles to doom and gloom. Getting in close, she whispered in the Penmen's ear "Stay away from him. He's not liked the rest."




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"The Witch trial has already started it seems." Wanda spoke, slightly sad in tone. "It is true, I am powerful enough to do this. I will not lie. And to be fair? I am not perfect. I've made mistakes in my life. Misused my powers, but this? This wasn't me. None of you have to trust or believe me. As I said to that girl earlier, if I had my abilities, we'd all be gone now." Wanda eyes gazed into the void. She wanted to be as honest as possible with these people, but for now. It's better to keep somethings to herself. As stared off, a voice woke her from her trance.




Wanda's stomach dropped. As the two met eyes to eye. Something about this man troubled her. The two just gazed at each other before Wanda spoke, her eyes narrowed, her tone reserved at first, before coming more playful.
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"What can I say? You wear your uniform with the collar, I wear mine with the cape. We both try to help people, yes? I don't see much of a difference. It's all about perspective." Wanda smiled as she looked the priest up and down. "You're right. Historically your kind of burned mine at the stakes or drowned us in the river. However, in recent years, the chruch is, what's the word? More open where I am from, the New York Catholic Diocese hired me to do an Exorcism a few months ago. You should see the looks on those "Sisters" face when I showed up for that interview! They probably were gossiping for weeks! A wiccan in the house of God! But yes, I don't see a reason you and I wouldn't get along." Wanda lied. Her gut was telling her something was off with this man. the magic around her was trying to say something, but it was deafened.
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"The way I see it. People like you only 'help' people when you can help yourselves." Sera eyed both the red mage and the priest with clear disdain in her eyes. The only ones people like these cared for, truly cared for,were themselves. "Arseholes." She said that loud enough for both of them to catch it.

It was nothing out of the ordinary. The inquisitive glare was met with a nonchalant gesture from Faust, who hardly seemed to recognize what was looking at him. Or, rather, what was looking through him. Their unspoken understanding was as true as the faith each of them practiced, however, as Kotomine's voice drew Faust out of his explanation. The more that the priest spoke, the more that Faust seemed to unhunch his back, standing closer to his full height. A quiet hum rose from his throat, acknowledging the words that Kotomine had meant to say, rather than what actually came from his mouth.

"Hm. A healthy spirit is just as vital as a healthy body, as they say. I am sure you would agree, Mr. Kotomine."

It was a silent acknowledgment of the truth - You see me, and I see you.

... The weight between the two men was gone quicker than it came when Faust whipped his hand beneath his chin again, rubbing intensely and squinting his eye-hole as the others around him began to give their answers, all of the wildly varying circumstances. From his perspective, some of these people were far from the past. Some of them, far in the future. And others from places that simply do not exist.

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"I recall the year being... 2187. I don't imagine that lines up with any of your clocks, hm?! Then, we have a time disparity - my favorite~! That hooligan Axl Low would love to be here!"



The doctor's bagged head twisted at a sickly angle upon hearing his name, staring upside-down at a woman dressed in scarlet. He whirled around with a loopy, swirling sound, stopping to face her once she mentioned more about the multiverse theory, which got a bemused hum out of the doctor as he leaned forward, flicking his wrist to produce a small magnifying glass from... somewhere. He lifted it up to his eye-hole, and somehow, a hyper-realistic, veiny eye stared at Wanda as he examined her thoroughly.

"Such a thing, from my understanding, is reserved for Gears of immense power. You certainly don't look the part, ma'am," Faust retracted his magnifying glass and tossed it behind himself, causing it to hit the ground and shatter. "But... it would seem you and I have similar abilities! I have a loose relationship with reality as well - it is rather complicated, we have been trying very hard to patch things up."

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"And I- I don't think I can ever love again...!"

"But, in any case," Faust folded his hands behind his back again, his "face" morphing back to normal as if nothing happened. "My diagnosis is resolute - we have a severe case of multiversal dissonance. The treatment... is unknown. I- I have never encountered something like this before...! "

Faust lowered his head. It seemed like madness, had he not faced true madness before. Even he was having a hard time believing his own words, but there was no better explanation. The convergence of alternate realities was something that magical theory has been trying to crack for years. The very existence of the Backyard - a reality of pure information that supposedly embodies the "source code" of the world that humans live in - was something he could only dream about.

Being able to alter reality to that decree... one would be no less of a god. Able to rewrite events to their will. Erase one thing, rewrite another. As if all of history was at their command.

"..."

Faust lifted his head, turning to Sophie, Sera, and those who targeted the witch. He raised his hand, creeping forward to join in her defense.




"I have only seen glimpses of true magical power, and the energy needed to sustain this kind of dissonance is... I imagine it would be immense. The energy would be so thick in the air that you could taste it, and certainly be unable to contain it. And, besides..."

Faust crept forward, his tone remaining light and airy in spite of the words that left his mouth.

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"If such a being were among us, well, I doubt there is anything any of you could do to stop it. I just hate being a stick in the mud, but, you would all die horrible, excruciating deaths at the hand of such an entity if they saw fit to make it so! As your doctor, I cannot recommend that course of action in good faith."

"... So~! Why worry about it, huh?!"

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This guy was like, really weird, but Sera was starting to warm up to him. In that crazy uncle sort of way. "Mages always think they can mess about without finding out. I'll just say if it's not her," Sera motioned towards Wanda. "I think we all know what happens to the baddies when I get my hands on them. Anyway can we speed this up?" She shouted out into the group. "The original chaos is subsiding and I'm actually starting to get bored so...what's it going to be?"

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It was nothing out of the ordinary. The inquisitive glare was met with a nonchalant gesture from Faust, who hardly seemed to recognize what was looking at him. Or, rather, what was looking through him. Their unspoken understanding was as true as the faith each of them practiced, however, as Kotomine's voice drew Faust out of his explanation. The more that the priest spoke, the more that Faust seemed to unhunch his back, standing closer to his full height. A quiet hum rose from his throat, acknowledging the words that Kotomine had meant to say, rather than what actually came from his mouth.

"Hm. A healthy spirit is just as vital as a healthy body, as they say. I am sure you would agree, Mr. Kotomine."

It was a silent acknowledgment of the truth - You see me, and I see you.

... The weight between the two men was gone quicker than it came when Faust whipped his hand beneath his chin again, rubbing intensely and squinting his eye-hole as the others around him began to give their answers, all of the wildly varying circumstances. From his perspective, some of these people were far from the past. Some of them, far in the future. And others from places that simply do not exist.

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"I recall the year being... 2187. I don't imagine that lines up with any of your clocks, hm?! Then, we have a time disparity - my favorite~! That hooligan Axl Low would love to be here!"



The doctor's bagged head twisted at a sickly angle upon hearing his name, staring upside-down at a woman dressed in scarlet. He whirled around with a loopy, swirling sound, stopping to face her once she mentioned more about the multiverse theory, which got a bemused hum out of the doctor as he leaned forward, flicking his wrist to produce a small magnifying glass from... somewhere. He lifted it up to his eye-hole, and somehow, a hyper-realistic, veiny eye stared at Wanda as he examined her thoroughly.

"Such a thing, from my understanding, is reserved for Gears of immense power. You certainly don't look the part, ma'am," Faust retracted his magnifying glass and tossed it behind himself, causing it to hit the ground and shatter. "But... it would seem you and I have similar abilities! I have a loose relationship with reality as well - it is rather complicated, we have been trying very hard to patch things up."

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"And I- I don't think I can ever love again...!"

"But, in any case," Faust folded his hands behind his back again, his "face" morphing back to normal as if nothing happened. "My diagnosis is resolute - we have a severe case of multiversal dissonance. The treatment... is unknown. I- I have never encountered something like this before...! "

Faust lowered his head. It seemed like madness, had he not faced true madness before. Even he was having a hard time believing his own words, but there was no better explanation. The convergence of alternate realities was something that magical theory has been trying to crack for years. The very existence of the Backyard - a reality of pure information that supposedly embodies the "source code" of the world that humans live in - was something he could only dream about.

Being able to alter reality to that decree... one would be no less of a god. Able to rewrite events to their will. Erase one thing, rewrite another. As if all of history was at their command.

"..."

Faust lifted his head, turning to Sophie, Sera, and those who targeted the witch. He raised his hand, creeping forward to join in her defense.




"I have only seen glimpses of true magical power, and the energy needed to sustain this kind of dissonance is... I imagine it would be immense. The energy would be so thick in the air that you could taste it, and certainly be unable to contain it. And, besides..."

Faust crept forward, his tone remaining light and airy in spite of the words that left his mouth.

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"If such a being were among us, well, I doubt there is anything any of you could do to stop it. I just hate being a stick in the mud, but, you would all die horrible, excruciating deaths at the hand of such an entity if they saw fit to make it so! As your doctor, I cannot recommend that course of action in good faith."

"... So~! Why worry about it, huh?!"

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Wanda was amused as the Doctor Faust hovered around her; he could help but remind her of a certain merc. Watching where the doctor put his hands and eyes like a hawk watching a prey, a sigh of relief as he stops. Wanda couldn't help but empathy with the man. It seems like he filled with trauma from so event, but so was Wanda. "You can tell your own kind", or so the Witch's old teacher Agatha once told her.



"Thank you, Doctor. For the record, I was told years ago my spells smell like a mixture of a "hot summer day", "orange juice', and "new car". So, nothing to worry till then."

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Shikuro looked at Usagi confused."a what now, and I've never that kind of species before in my many years of living."She said. She was thinking something."hey i have an idea, And what if there was like an Emergency elevator line around here within the elevator system and let the elevator get us down."She suggested. Shikuro normally didn't suggest this, but her friend mei had told her about this one time, while she was eating her lunch during lunch period. Shikuro noticed kotomine approaching Wanda and took a few steps back. "Question, Does a Parallel word exist in your own universe?"She asked a bit out loud and curiously. She wanted to test this theory real quick that somebody at east has known best about parallel worlds as she does.

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"Short answer? Yes." Wanda smirked like the cat that caught the canary.
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The boy doesn’t seem interested in responding to her quite yet. Maybe he’s been kidnapped too and he’s still in shock.



“Kyaaa— that was so embarassing! You didn’t sneak a look, did you?” Usagi says in the boy’s direction, having finally righted herself. She pats down her skirt so it lays flat again. At the same time, she rustles through one of the dresser drawers next to the bed she woke up in. On top of a series of school outfits just like the ones she wears is her transformation brooch. Bingo.



“Just kidding! A quiet boy like you doesn’t seem the troublemaker type. Um, if you feel better, you can come and find me, okay? I’m just going to be exploring outside. Maybe we can look together!”



Usagi points at the door. It’s already cracked, and she can hear voices coming from outside. She slips gingerly through, though not without one last glance at the shell-shocked boy still in his bed.



She feels bad leaving him behind, when clearly he’s in much the same boat as her, but… well, she can’t help it! She’s curious about the other people, and maybe— maybe this isn’t a kidnapping, maybe it’s— uh- okay, it’s probably a kidnapping, but at least she can try and make friends while she’s here. And maybe, just maybe, they can help each other out and escape!



Usagi steps out into the hallway. The door immediately across from her reads,



Ultimate Survivor

Ultimate Party Planner



Huh? She doesn’t know what the ‘ultimate’ part means, but Usagi knows she for sure loves parties and also not dying! Maybe things are looking up already. She glances over her shoulder at her own door — Ultimate Sarcasm, Ultimate Magical Girl. Hey, that’s her! Maybe an ‘ultimate’ is just a person, then?



Her question is answered when she finally moves into the fray — nay, throng — of people, clustered together and yelling about all sorts of things. She catches a few things; like the year, the topic of magic and in turn of being magic-less, as well as something about the multiverse theory. Whatever that means. Usagi does definitely know about one of those subjects, though, and it’s perfect timing, because behind the chatterbox girl with pink hair is— is a—-



“A youma!!!” Usagi shrieks, pointing at Pyramid Head and jumping up and down. “I knew it!!! I knew something shady was going on!!” She dramatically steps in front of the shy-looking brunette next to the pink lady.



“Don’t worry, everyone, I’m the guardian of love and justice, and I will defeat the youma!!

Moon Prism Power, Make Up!” She calls. Her brooch is held high in the air, and it glitters under stagnant light.



A moment.



Then two.



“Um. Uh. Oh no! Hahaha, um, why isn’t it working?” Usagi sweatdrops, giggling nervously. The Youma is one unlike she’s encountered before. Maybe its dark magic is keeping her from transforming?!



“Um— M-Moon Prism Power, Make Up!” Usagi calls out, again.



Nothing happens.

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“Eh?! What’s a youma? Those are the monsters that try to attack the city, a-and I usually have to transform with my girls to fight them, but…” Usagi taps a short nail on her brooch. It does nothing but give her a clink back. “…Well. I guess it isn’t working right now. I-it’s okay! When things like this happen, a positive attitude and a little try-hard is all you need!” The I hope goes unspoken.

“Umm… I’m sorry, Pyramid-san!” Usagi squeaks, giving her attention to the not-youma now. “I didn’t mean to attack you! You just surprised me, is all! Ehehe, forgive a girl, won’t you?” She sweatdrops.


Usagi scratches her cheek daintily with her index finger. She pivots on her heel to face the very-pink girl — Pinkie Pie, aptly named.



“Ehe, say, you wouldn’t happen to be a Sailor Senshi too, would you? I thought you looked like you could be, but then you didn’t know what a youma was… are you a new one of the Outers?”

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As pyramid listend tot he idiotic and weak woman somehow called,’the ultimate survivor’ he let out a groan before shaking his head.

“If you keep talking girl, I will put you in a damn cage.“

He said quietly to her, before turning his head to yet another girl who talked to much for her own good, she was smaller, and she was scared of him. Good. She knows not to oppose him and his words. Smart. Though noting down that it wasn’t normal to see a man in a helmet who ripped the elevator door like nothing. People were weak in their universes, extremely weak. He can kill most of them with ease, like the bratty survivor. He was sure that he could take on anyone and come up as Victor and part of it was true.

After that, another girl came out of their room. She was a blonde girl, and she called him a youma? Whatever that is. He let out a groan before picking his knife with one hand, surprisingly with ease as he pointed it at her.

“If you do that, I will pull your flesh of of your body little girl, do. Not. Test. Me. That is a warning and your apology is accepted, though I do want to know where you come from.“

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Wanda watched the blonde headed girl stumble around room like a cat chasing a ball of yarn and couldn't help but smile. The "Ultimate Magical Girl" was her title, the older witch couldn't help but feel a connection right away. However, the young girl seemed to bite off too much than she could chew. As the unfeeling, uncaring monster threatened the girl, The Avenger stormed towards him. Looking up towards him, now face to face, the witch showed no fear.


"You touch a hair on her head, and you won't have a head when I'm done with you." Wanda glared into the void of the entity's face. "I know what you are, and you know what I've done" Wanda's voice lowered, like a bull lowering its horns. "Just try me. Worst creatures have."

Taking a deep breath, Wanda glared at Sera. "Will you just stop?! You're worse than my twin brother!"

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Stiles Stilinski

Stiles hadn't exactly been ignoring the strange girl who was accusing him of stealing her and being kidnapped, as much as he had woken up earlier, noticed his circumstances and decided he was going to sleep more because hopefully that would make his problems go away. It didn't. He did vaguely hear her leave and would get up at that time himself. It seemed there was a set of clothes in a dresser and thankfully his meds. Stiles didn't need them right now ( a lie he so often told himself and pocketed them into his hoodie).

He walked out of the room and saw the giant group talking amongst themselves and honestly, he didn't currently have the energy to deal with that mess and would instead approach the girl by the elevator. "If I had to take a guess, they probably have stuff like that from wherever they are from, so it's that strange to them. That or somehow they missed it. I'm Stiles, by the way." He looked to see if the elevator was above or below them now that the doors were off.

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The pyramid head was not alerted at all by the witches threat, it meant nothing to him. He was immortal, and as long as self punishment was desired he would be there to execute them as they desire. Guilt lasts forever and that was a fact.

He looked down at the witch as she stared down at her, with no emotion of fear or danger from her presence, he could kill anyone here and be little to no damage in his body at all. All the skin peeling off of him was nothing but to cause fear to others.

“Watch what you say to me witch, you might’ve been strong in your universe, but in here your nothing but a bug, I will be your demise if you continue..“

He had no problem in mocking others, and he definitely wasn’t scared of anyone. He’s never been scared or intimidated like everyone else. He wanted to grab the witch and put his life through her chest and play with her body and rip it to shreds. Not even excute her. Though it was best to not kill anyone here yet the witch might be a useful tool.

He then looked at the gut that the witch was telling to be quiet. She was loud. Maybe a threat was needed like before.

“Shutup girl before I sew them together.”



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Wanda was amused as the Doctor Faust hovered around her; he could help but remind her of a certain merc. Watching where the doctor put his hands and eyes like a hawk watching a prey, a sigh of relief as he stops. Wanda couldn't help but empathy with the man. It seems like he filled with trauma from so event, but so was Wanda. "You can tell your own kind", or so the Witch's old teacher Agatha once told her.

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"Thank you, Doctor. For the record, I was told years ago my spells smell like a mixture of a "hot summer day", "orange juice', and "new car". So, nothing to worry till then."



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"Short answer? Yes." Wanda smirked like the cat that caught the canary.






Wanda watched the blonde headed girl stumble around room like a cat chasing a ball of yarn and couldn't help but smile. The "Ultimate Magical Girl" was her title, the older witch couldn't help but feel a connection right away. However, the young girl seemed to bite off too much than she could chew. As the unfeeling, uncaring monster threatened the girl, The Avenger stormed towards him. Looking up towards him, now face to face, the witch showed no fear.
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"You touch a hair on her head, and you won't have a head when I'm done with you." Wanda glared into the void of the entity's face. "I know what you are, and you know what I've done" Wanda's voice lowered, like a bull lowering its horns. "Just try me. Worst creatures have."

Taking a deep breath, Wanda glared at Sera. "Will you just stop?! You're worse than my twin brother!"

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Claude couldn't help but be taken aback by Faust's reccomendation to not worry about their situation. How could anyone even say that?! Sure they were up against a strong power bug doing nothing about it was certainly not the answer. They'd all probably end up dead! And besides, it wasn't like he hadn't dealt with seemongly impossible odds before. He was not just going to give in.
"How can you even think to say that?!" he couldn't help but exclaim. "I know it does seem pretty likely that the thing that brought us here has immeasurable power and that it probably wants to kill us, but we can't just ignore it. We're probably going to have to face against it in some way if we all have any hope of getting home. And the odds seem grim on us actually being able to do that but I've dealt with impossible odds before. I don't know any of you too well, but I'm sure you guys have been met with some impossible sitiations yourselves right? Did you guys just give up on those?"

He glanced at Pinky Pie, who seemed to not want to entertain the idea that what they're up against is hostile but Claude didn't seem to beleive that. "I know you probably don't WANT to beleive that what brought us here is hostile but seriously, something just ripping us from our homes and trapping us in a hotel like this? It doesn't seem very friendly to me."

He couldn't help but keep an eye on Pyramid Head. He heard the way the monster talked and moved and with a title like the Ultimate Executioner, he didn't seem to speak anything good. His nature was probably no different than a Draconic Beast. He bighly doubted the thing was friendly. Even though there is a possibility that Pyramid Head may just be in the same situatuon as them, it was difficult to not be a bit suspicious of something that resembled all those monsters he went up against those years ago.

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"What!?" Pinkie Pie looked at Atsushi bewilderedly, as if the idea of smiles not helping was nonexistent. "Smiles. Are. Helpful!! If everyone's grumpy, that would only lead to bad things! Arguments! Sadness!!" She crossed her arms over her small torso while pouting. "That's why we gotta smile! We gotta turn our frowns upside down and share our happiness! If we don't do that, then it just won't be right!" If the multiverse theory was correct, what world did these people come from to think that smiles aren't the solution to their problems? Of course it was! It was the answer to all their problems!! Well, except escape rooms. Smiles can't solve that.

Only then did she start to pay attention to what was happening, with Wanda and everyone else conversing. This red-clothed woman... had powers? Wait, no she just said she didn't. Pinkie stared at the witch, trying to observe her thoroughly. She certainly didn't look like an Equestrian magic user, so what type of magic did she have? And how many different types of magics were out there in the world? How many people here had magic? Well, even if they all did, they were obviously safe. If they were evil magic users, they would have hurt all of them by now! Inspired by this new excuse to trust others, Pinkie flashed a smile to no one in particular before turning her head towards Clementine.

"I know!! The doors just went pop and then whoooosh!" Pinkie burst out laughing again as if this was top tier comedy, looking at the terrified girl. "The only 'something' I'm a part of is my sister Maud's surprise birthday party, where we'll have cake and balloons and punch and presents and rocks and streamers and banners and everything! Oh! But don't tell her!" She placed a finger to her lips sternly, as if telling people to keep this a secret. "Whatcha talking about, though? What are we all in on? Ooh!" She looked up suddenly to everyone. "Are we all in on another surprise birthday party that I don't know about!? Who is it? Where is it? What type of cake are they making?"

"...but, you would all die horrible, excruciating deaths at the hand of such an entity if they saw fit to make it so!"

"Huh?" Pinkie looked at Faust with a sense of confusion and fear, looking at him as if she had misheard something. "D-deaths? No. No! No way can they keep track and kill this many people they see necessary!" She waved her hand across the room, pointing out the number of people here. "How can we know this situation is dangerous, anyways!? We'll become crazy cat ladies if we think these things!!" ​

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As pyramid listend tot he idiotic and weak woman somehow called,’the ultimate survivor’ he let out a groan before shaking his head.

“If you keep talking girl, I will put you in a damn cage.“

He said quietly to her, before turning his head to yet another girl who talked to much for her own good, she was smaller, and she was scared of him. Good. She knows not to oppose him and his words. Smart. Though noting down that it wasn’t normal to see a man in a helmet who ripped the elevator door like nothing. People were weak in their universes, extremely weak. He can kill most of them with ease, like the bratty survivor. He was sure that he could take on anyone and come up as Victor and part of it was true.

After that, another girl came out of their room. She was a blonde girl, and she called him a youma? Whatever that is. He let out a groan before picking his knife with one hand, surprisingly with ease as he pointed it at her.

“If you do that, I will pull your flesh of of your body little girl, do. Not. Test. Me. That is a warning and your apology is accepted, though I do want to know where you come from.“

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"The way I see it. People like you only 'help' people when you can help yourselves." Sera eyed both the red mage and the priest with clear disdain in her eyes. The only ones people like these cared for, truly cared for,were themselves. "Arseholes." She said that loud enough for both of them to catch it.



This guy was like, really weird, but Sera was starting to warm up to him. In that crazy uncle sort of way. "Mages always think they can mess about without finding out. I'll just say if it's not her," Sera motioned towards Wanda. "I think we all know what happens to the baddies when I get my hands on them. Anyway can we speed this up?" She shouted out into the group. "The original chaos is subsiding and I'm actually starting to get bored so...what's it going to be?"

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*TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!*

A loud whistling noise carved through the air, cutting into the tension of the hallway's inhabitants. The source of the noise was Faust, who now stood center-stage between Pyramid Head and the rest of the gang, as well as between Wanda and Sera. The doctor, now wearing a blue police officer's cap that he seemed to have acquired from... again, somewhere, pulled a silver whistle out from under his bag-mask, standing stiff and upright as he planted his hands on his hips. The police cap slid off his head, plopping against the ground and melting into the floor as if it were liquid.



"Now, now, everyone. It would be a shame to let our opponent win so easily if we all tear each other apart at this stage, don't you think?!" Faust spoke, turning around to Pyramid Head and glaring at him. "Mr. Pyramid Head is under the belief that he still has the power to do what as he claims, not knowing that in this world, our strengths have been equalized! That much is clear from recent events. Ah-he-hem, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, please direct your eyes to exhibit A!"

The door from which Faust and Pyramid Head emerged from earlier suddenly widens, and the sound of squeaking metal preceded the arrival of a wide whiteboard situated on wheels to come speeding out of the room, nearly colliding into Pyramid Head had it not made a drastic turn, wheeling to a stop next to the doctor. The board flipped itself upright as Faust reaches into his coat, withdrawing a meter-long ruler that is most certainly not supposed to fit under there. With a stylish twirl, the ruler slapped to the board, revealing to the audience a crudely-drawn diagram of a person wearing a frilly sailor outfit, with long pigtails, and...

It appeared to be a crude drawing of Usagi, with various subtitles surrounding it, particularly a large arrow leading from the diagram labeled "NO SAILOR POWER."

"As you can see here, exposure to multiversal dissonance has led to an observable dysfunction in power, scaled relative to the innate abilities present in the subject! The patient has exhibited a lack of ability that they normally had prior to the event of convergence! Sites of dysfunction are marked... here, here, and... here!"

Faust slaps the empty space next to Usagi's head on the diagram three times.

"A similar phenomena can be observed in Wanda, as well as... everyone else! Even more concerning is the fact that... well, none of you have any real weapons, don't you? Guns, knives, all sorts of stabbing implements?! They've been taken from you. They've... been taken from me, as well."

Faust twirled the ruler and slammed it against the floor. As he did, it appeared as if he tried to do something - to make something manifest from the air. The ruler deformed like ink in water, twisting and shuddering to become something else, only to then collapse into its original shape. Faust lowered his head, sheathing the ruler back under his coat (again, somehow) as the whiteboard behind him wheeled itself back into the room it came from. Any attempt to follow the board would find that it vanished as soon as it was out of sight.

With hands folded behind his back, the doctor lurched forward, now turning his attention to Claude and Pinkie Pie. "The reality of the situation is frightening... and you have every right to be terrified. You've just been abducted. The future is uncertain - and that is the root cause of terror in humans, isn't it? But... what I recommend, as your doctor, is not to just give up, in spite of what you believe I mean. What I mean to say, is..."

Faust paused. He lowered his head for a moment. For a brief moment, it looked as if the bag was not just a replacement for his head, but a true mask, as if the man beneath it was flashing some unseen face.

"When faced with abduction in the case of... something like a serial killer," he swallowed. "The best course of action, when escape is not immediately available, and conflict is sure to result in further harm... is to play along. To be patient. To wait for a better opening. So long as you play into the delusion you... you may have a better chance at escaping."

"But only that you hold in your heart the hope that you will be on the other side of the gate. If you lose that to stress or fear... then you have already signed your own death certificate."

"My true advice, then, is this; we should be smart about this if we truly believe we are opposed to one enemy..."

Faust lifted his head. A slight twitch in his movement, and his voice heightens by a few octaves, back to what it was before. "There is your medical tip for the day~!"

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[Icee]

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Claude realized that him being a matter of fact caused Pinkie Pie to panic a bit. It seemed she just refused to beleive that whoever did this to them had bad intentions despite the situation they were in. However, he couldn't help but feel bad for dampering soneone's mood a bit. Even if it was done to tell about the reality of their situation.
"I didn't mean to make you upset. It's just...I doubt that whoever did this just did it to be nice. Pulling people out of their homes without notice just doesn't speak friend to me, you know."

He was just about to go over to Pyramid Head as well, hearing his repeated threats toward the others before the load whjstling noise from Faust. He immediately turned to sttention, one hand on his hip as he listened to his lecture. Somehow he couldn't help but be reminded of Byleth at times in their classroom. She had done this sort of thing a few times when everyone got too rowdy and refused to listen to her. It always snapped everyone to attention. He listened to the explaination before giving a light nod.
"I get it now. Our powers have been stripped so fighting the enemy directly wouldn't be a good idea right now." he hummed. "Though that doesn't mean to give up. Playing along and gathering intel might be our best way to go. Maybe we can outwit them without directly fighting. With all of us here maybe we can do that eventually..."

However, his feelings about Pyramid Head didn't change. He still didn't trust the monster. So he settled for saying a single sentence to the being. "You COULD ease it up with.the threats, you know." hr muttered though he was pretty sure that the monster won't change his behavior. Talking to those Draconic Beasts was always pointless too, even if they had once been people.

 

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"When faced with abduction in the case of... something like a serial killer," he swallowed. "The best course of action, when escape is not immediately available, and conflict is sure to result in further harm... is to play along. To be patient. To wait for a better opening. So long as you play into the delusion you... you may have a better chance at escaping."

"But only that you hold in your heart the hope that you will be on the other side of the gate. If you lose that to stress or fear... then you have already signed your own death certificate."

"My true advice, then, is this; we should be smart about this if we truly believe we are opposed to one enemy..."

Faust lifted his head. A slight twitch in his movement, and his voice heightens by a few octaves, back to what it was before. "There is your medical tip for the day~!"
​

Louise crossed her arms, taking this all in with the air of an anxious observer. "...I guess that is the safest plan - but what if playing along directly gets us hurt?" She asked. "I've had to - play along with many things that have ended in injury." A pale hand reached up to fidget with her sweater. "And how - are we supposed to fight an enemy we can't see?"
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Pinkie Pie
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She nodded at the white-haired boy in a sense of determination, bobbing her head. "Don't worry! No matter how hard it is, I'll make everyone happy... Pinkie style!" Even though it may have seemed impossible to others, to Pinkie, it was just a goal that she was absolutely, completely sure she could complete. It was just another daily checklist that the was sure she could accomplish.



Pinkie looked at the blond-haired girl with understanding and awe, chirping excitedly, "Ooh, ooh! I fight evil with my besties, too! We use the magic of friendship to shoot rainbows that go blam and booom and defeat everything in the end!!" She made small airplane movements with her arms when saying this, smiling wildly from the memories of her defeating evil. When the blond girl said a positive attitude was what you needed in bad situations, she nodded in full agreement, saying loudly, "Yup, yup! You just need to see the sunny side here!"



She scrunched up her face in full confusion when the girl suddenly brought out new terms that she had never heard of before. Sailor Senshi? Outers? What in the whole wide world were those? Pinkie was all for pranks, but if this was one, it made absolutely no sense, and Pinkie was the queen of making no sense. "I'm not those thingies! I'm only Pinkie Pie! I'm only a sailor when riding friend-ships! I guess I could also be a sailor when riding friend-boats as well! Maybe friend-yachts, friend-marines, friend-vessels, friend-tankers..."



She stopped naming these different "friend-ships" when someone new talked to her, saying how this wasn't a very friendly situation and that something must have been dangerous to take them from their homes. She creased her eyebrows together, being at her last strand of hopefulness. She didn't want to believe it- she refused to believe it- but someone new always countered the happy thoughts that were in her mind. This wasn't how she intended to meet everyone! She wanted to meet them in a happy situation where they would all get along, laughing. Not in a situation where they were all saying dire things! But what if... they were right? What if they were really kidnapped? What if the person who sent them here had some dangerous intent for them all, and it wouldn't end well? No... no! She must not think this! She had to stop thinking this!

"N-no! I don't believe someone could do this!" She stomped her foot to the ground, having a desperate and pleading tone as if begging that they were wrong. "Maybe... maybe this is a prank! A surprise to all of us!! There's no way there could be something that dangerous in the world could take us all! Look how many people are here!! This has more people than some of my welcoming parties!"



After Pyramid Head's threat to the blond-haired girl, Pinkie stood there staring at the man in horror. Usually in the face of fear, Pinkie Pie would laugh it off and make a joke about it, but Pyramid Head here was different. He was violent. Scary. Deadly. Where Pinkie came from, these spooky things came at a much more calmer level, and she had never met a situation that came at Pyramid Head's level. Maybe the white-haired boy was right. If she couldn't be brave and laugh at the terror that Pyramid Head gave off, how was she supposed to make others do so? How was she supposed to make others smile if she couldn't right now? Even though she had these thoughts, wanting to give herself the motivation to talk, she couldn't find it in herself to speak up to the man who made such a brutal comment.



"AAH!" Pinkie screeched out, having the shock from Pyramid Head leave her body and be replaced with adrenaline from the sudden loudness that echoed through the hall. She whipped around to where the sudden noise came from, eyes widened from surprise as she stared at the two individuals that stood in or behind the doorframe. She hadn't heard a loud noise like that since her last party... and that was from her party cannon! This noise didn't come from a cannon, but from someone slamming the door open with full force into a supposed hotel hallway. What did they do that for? "Holy moly guacamole that was loud! What gives!?" ​

The weretiger's brows furrowed as Pinkie reassured him that she'd make everyone happy. He opened his mouth to try and explain to her how that wasn't possible, only for a door to loudly slam open right around the time that Pyramid Head started to threaten one of the group. He never got around to saying what he wanted, tensing a second.

"Sure thing! Also you can just call me Nana, Shinoa"

Was Nana's reply to Shinoa. While using the first name seemed to reflect her sociable nature, the truth was she just thought that calling each other with their identical family name surely was a hassle. Besides, she noticed it, that slight change on the girl's face the second Nana said her family name. Family problems huh? Not that it mattered much in their current situation, so she could do her a favor and avoid mentioning that topic then.

And so Nana successfully made friend with her roommate. As she was wondering about how to start approaching the group in the hallway, Shinoa also heard the voice outside and walked toward the door. "Wait!" Nana immediately raised her voice, but it was too late. This girl is pretty arrogant and impulsive, isn't she? The pink-haired girl thought in disbelief. Shinoa literally wore a military uniform and shouldn't those underwent military trainings be more disciplined and less impulsive? If she were to take advantage of this then killing this girl would be—

Wait, no! She didn't have to do that here! Nana suppressed her trained mindset before looking at the scene Shinoa had caused. Whatever, time to deal with this as her friend.

"We are really sorry for this! Shinoa! You really have to slam it like this!?"

Nana rushed out of the room and gave an apologetic bow to everyone, particularly to the blonde girl who was visibly cowering in fear. At the same time she scolded her roommate in an embarrassed manner that would induce the urge to tease her back rather than any offensive feeling from Shinoa. While wearing such facade, the pink-haired girl briefly looked around at everyone presenting. Seemed like there were plenty of people here as she expected and there seemed to be a variety of age, sex, occupation and visible characteristics here. In fact, she was certain some of them were definitely not human. Also based on some ongoing conversation she heard and the look on some of their faces, these people were definitely experiencing the same situation as her and Shinoa.

"Holy moly guacamole that was loud! What gives!?"

Hearing that, the girl simply smiled widely, and gently(?) pulled Shinoa until she and Pinkie were in front of each other. Nana then looked into her roommate eyes with a comical cold gaze that could be translated as "Deal with your own sh*t" before walking toward the blonde girl who seemed to suffer the most from Shinoa's antic and was still on the floor.

"Uh, are you okay?"

Nana spoke to her with a caring tone, a pretty genuine one. After all, this level of naivety and innocence enough to react in such manner reminded her of a certain girl back on the island. She then offered her hand, intending to pull the blonde girl back up.

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*TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!*

A loud whistling noise carved through the air, cutting into the tension of the hallway's inhabitants. The source of the noise was Faust, who now stood center-stage between Pyramid Head and the rest of the gang, as well as between Wanda and Sera. The doctor, now wearing a blue police officer's cap that he seemed to have acquired from... again, somewhere, pulled a silver whistle out from under his bag-mask, standing stiff and upright as he planted his hands on his hips. The police cap slid off his head, plopping against the ground and melting into the floor as if it were liquid.

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"Now, now, everyone. It would be a shame to let our opponent win so easily if we all tear each other apart at this stage, don't you think?!" Faust spoke, turning around to Pyramid Head and glaring at him. "Mr. Pyramid Head is under the belief that he still has the power to do what as he claims, not knowing that in this world, our strengths have been equalized! That much is clear from recent events. Ah-he-hem, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, please direct your eyes to exhibit A!"

The door from which Faust and Pyramid Head emerged from earlier suddenly widens, and the sound of squeaking metal preceded the arrival of a wide whiteboard situated on wheels to come speeding out of the room, nearly colliding into Pyramid Head had it not made a drastic turn, wheeling to a stop next to the doctor. The board flipped itself upright as Faust reaches into his coat, withdrawing a meter-long ruler that is most certainly not supposed to fit under there. With a stylish twirl, the ruler slapped to the board, revealing to the audience a crudely-drawn diagram of a person wearing a frilly sailor outfit, with long pigtails, and...

It appeared to be a crude drawing of Usagi, with various subtitles surrounding it, particularly a large arrow leading from the diagram labeled "NO SAILOR POWER."

"As you can see here, exposure to multiversal dissonance has led to an observable dysfunction in power, scaled relative to the innate abilities present in the subject! The patient has exhibited a lack of ability that they normally had prior to the event of convergence! Sites of dysfunction are marked... here, here, and... here!"

Faust slaps the empty space next to Usagi's head on the diagram three times.

"A similar phenomena can be observed in Wanda, as well as... everyone else! Even more concerning is the fact that... well, none of you have any real weapons, don't you? Guns, knives, all sorts of stabbing implements?! They've been taken from you. They've... been taken from me, as well."

Faust twirled the ruler and slammed it against the floor. As he did, it appeared as if he tried to do something - to make something manifest from the air. The ruler deformed like ink in water, twisting and shuddering to become something else, only to then collapse into its original shape. Faust lowered his head, sheathing the ruler back under his coat (again, somehow) as the whiteboard behind him wheeled itself back into the room it came from. Any attempt to follow the board would find that it vanished as soon as it was out of sight.

With hands folded behind his back, the doctor lurched forward, now turning his attention to Claude and Pinkie Pie. "The reality of the situation is frightening... and you have every right to be terrified. You've just been abducted. The future is uncertain - and that is the root cause of terror in humans, isn't it? But... what I recommend, as your doctor, is not to just give up, in spite of what you believe I mean. What I mean to say, is..."

Faust paused. He lowered his head for a moment. For a brief moment, it looked as if the bag was not just a replacement for his head, but a true mask, as if the man beneath it was flashing some unseen face.

"When faced with abduction in the case of... something like a serial killer," he swallowed. "The best course of action, when escape is not immediately available, and conflict is sure to result in further harm... is to play along. To be patient. To wait for a better opening. So long as you play into the delusion you... you may have a better chance at escaping."

"But only that you hold in your heart the hope that you will be on the other side of the gate. If you lose that to stress or fear... then you have already signed your own death certificate."

"My true advice, then, is this; we should be smart about this if we truly believe we are opposed to one enemy..."

Faust lifted his head. A slight twitch in his movement, and his voice heightens by a few octaves, back to what it was before. "There is your medical tip for the day~!"

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Atsushi felt eyes on him, however brief, feeling as if he was being studied. He was used to dealing with would be assassins for his boss, no matter how skilled, so this earned Nana a glance that seemed to be studying her for a moment. The tensions between Pyramid Head and Wanda took his attention then.

Only to flinch slightly at the high pitched whistling coming from Faust.

Pursing his lips as he turned Faust's and Claude words in his head, Louise also brought up a point.

Louise crossed her arms, taking this all in with the air of an anxious observer. "...I guess that is the safest plan - but what if playing along directly gets us hurt?" She asked. "I've had to - play along with many things that have ended in injury." A pale hand reached up to fidget with her sweater. "And how - are we supposed to fight an enemy we can't see?"
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"That might be a risk we have to take, as we don't have too many options right now." He spoke up. It was a risk getting hurt for him, as much as he feared the potential pain or possibly being hurt or killed or shot at the fact of the matter was that for him at least getting hurt or almost getting hurt was nothing new.

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Usagi couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed that Pinkie Pie wasn’t an official Sailor Senshi, per se. Still, what she described sounded a lot like what Usagi and her friends did— really, she wouldn’t be surprised if there were other unofficial magical girl groups running around fighting youma, but with an entirely different vocabulary. The world was a big place, after all, and even trying their hardest the Senshi couldn’t be in all places at once — it was hard enough running from one end of Juban district to the other in enough time to stop an escaping youma!



“Aah, that’s okay… anyone on the side of love and justice is a friend to me, no matter what names they use! Especially if they use rainbow fighting magic!!” Usagi chirps. She copies Pinkie’s airplane arms and magic ray-shooting gestures. “I wish I had rainbow magic! I guess sparkly crystal magic is cool, too, but the Moon Stick would be soo much cooler if it were rainbow… I bet it would be stronger, too,” she mumbles conspiratorially, and not at all jealously.



She doesn’t have long to dwell, though. The not-a-youma accepts her apology but he sounds so mad still, and he’s pointing a knife at her!



“Kyaaa—— I’m sorry, Pyramid-san! Please don’t pull the flesh from my body, I need that! I’m just from Juban in Tokyo, I can take you there when we’re done, they sell really good meat buns in the shopping district!” Figures, that even in her fright she would find a way to start thinking about food. “Ahh….. I could eat a whole plate of nikuman right now… Pyramid-san, if you have a mouth, you have to try some. And if you kill me now I won’t get to come, too, ahaa…” Usagi still has her arms wrapped around herself protectively and her eyes are big and teary, even as she loses her train of thought. If one looked hard enough, they could probably see a thought-cloud floating above her head, in which Usagi imagines herself stuffed to the brim with nikuman.



The pretty witch lady dressed in all red— Usagi thinks her name was Scarlet Witch, which makes sense! —marches up to Pyramid-san with a stormy look on her face.



“You touch a hair on her head, and you won't have a head when I'm done with you."



Usagi scrambles to clutch at the Scarlet Witch’s arm. Usagi barely reaches to her shoulder-height, and she finally lets a comical amount of tears leave her.

“Snf— uwaah, thank you Witch-san!! He was- he was gonna skin me before I even got to eat pork buns again! That’s so mean! How can you deny someone their last meal, especially pork buns?” Sniffle—
“I don’t wanna die without at least a full belly, uwaahaha—!”



The Witch lady is tall next to her, and her arm is strong where Usagi clutches at it. She reminds her of Sailor Pluto, who’s also really tall and strong and warm, or maybe even Queen Serenity, who— if she thinks hard enough —used to give really good hugs too. If this even counts as a hug. Mostly Usagi’s just clinging to the Scarlet Witch like a kitten falling off a tree branch.



She peers around the Witch’s arm in a manner exactly like such, and she gives a teary wave when she sees the boy from her room, up and about now with the rest of the group. She’s glad he wasn’t dead or comatose like she worried.



And, much like a nervous kitten again, Usagi jumps in her skin when the shrill whistling TWEEEE— blares out. When she looks over a man with a paper bag on his head is giving a presentation about- hey, is that her?



“Uueee, so we really are kidnapped, then? And they took everyone’s powers? Oh no!! That’s what I was worried about! Doctor-san, I’m good at making friends, but I’ve never been good at acting!”

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[themagnoliaofutah]

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The thin, pale lawyer managed to speak up again, clearing her voice a little to get the others' attention. "Um, uh - excuse me - hello. Hi. Um - I think that, before we do anything, we should take stock of what we have. If - we're going to be here for a while, we - should know what materials and things we should work with, right? Or at get to know each other - properly. We can't work together if we're total - strangers, you know? And - well, since we don't have powers, we can figure out - the things we can do still."

 

[Josh]

The pyramid head was not alerted at all by the witches threat, it meant nothing to him. He was immortal, and as long as self punishment was desired he would be there to execute them as they desire. Guilt lasts forever and that was a fact.

He looked down at the witch as she stared down at her, with no emotion of fear or danger from her presence, he could kill anyone here and be little to no damage in his body at all. All the skin peeling off of him was nothing but to cause fear to others.

“Watch what you say to me witch, you might’ve been strong in your universe, but in here your nothing but a bug, I will be your demise if you continue..“

He had no problem in mocking others, and he definitely wasn’t scared of anyone. He’s never been scared or intimidated like everyone else. He wanted to grab the witch and put his life through her chest and play with her body and rip it to shreds. Not even excute her. Though it was best to not kill anyone here yet the witch might be a useful tool.

He then looked at the gut that the witch was telling to be quiet. She was loud. Maybe a threat was needed like before.

“Shutup girl before I sew them together.”

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Not seeming to back down the witch stood her ground. "Then I'll die as I live, an Avenger." Wanda turned away from the monster, however, she seemed to have picked up a passenger that the witch dragged away as she stormed off.
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Usagi couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed that Pinkie Pie wasn’t an official Sailor Senshi, per se. Still, what she described sounded a lot like what Usagi and her friends did— really, she wouldn’t be surprised if there were other unofficial magical girl groups running around fighting youma, but with an entirely different vocabulary. The world was a big place, after all, and even trying their hardest the Senshi couldn’t be in all places at once — it was hard enough running from one end of Juban district to the other in enough time to stop an escaping youma!



“Aah, that’s okay… anyone on the side of love and justice is a friend to me, no matter what names they use! Especially if they use rainbow fighting magic!!” Usagi chirps. She copies Pinkie’s airplane arms and magic ray-shooting gestures. “I wish I had rainbow magic! I guess sparkly crystal magic is cool, too, but the Moon Stick would be soo much cooler if it were rainbow… I bet it would be stronger, too,” she mumbles conspiratorially, and not at all jealously.



She doesn’t have long to dwell, though. The not-a-youma accepts her apology but he sounds so mad still, and he’s pointing a knife at her!



“Kyaaa—— I’m sorry, Pyramid-san! Please don’t pull the flesh from my body, I need that! I’m just from Juban in Tokyo, I can take you there when we’re done, they sell really good meat buns in the shopping district!” Figures, that even in her fright she would find a way to start thinking about food. “Ahh….. I could eat a whole plate of nikuman right now… Pyramid-san, if you have a mouth, you have to try some. And if you kill me now I won’t get to come, too, ahaa…” Usagi still has her arms wrapped around herself protectively and her eyes are big and teary, even as she loses her train of thought. If one looked hard enough, they could probably see a thought-cloud floating above her head, in which Usagi imagines herself stuffed to the brim with nikuman.



The pretty witch lady dressed in all red— Usagi thinks her name was Scarlet Witch, which makes sense! —marches up to Pyramid-san with a stormy look on her face.



“You touch a hair on her head, and you won't have a head when I'm done with you."



Usagi scrambles to clutch at the Scarlet Witch’s arm. Usagi barely reaches to her shoulder-height, and she finally lets a comical amount of tears leave her.

“Snf— uwaah, thank you Witch-san!! He was- he was gonna skin me before I even got to eat pork buns again! That’s so mean! How can you deny someone their last meal, especially pork buns?” Sniffle—
“I don’t wanna die without at least a full belly, uwaahaha—!”



The Witch lady is tall next to her, and her arm is strong where Usagi clutches at it. She reminds her of Sailor Pluto, who’s also really tall and strong and warm, or maybe even Queen Serenity, who— if she thinks hard enough —used to give really good hugs too. If this even counts as a hug. Mostly Usagi’s just clinging to the Scarlet Witch like a kitten falling off a tree branch.



She peers around the Witch’s arm in a manner exactly like such, and she gives a teary wave when she sees the boy from her room, up and about now with the rest of the group. She’s glad he wasn’t dead or comatose like she worried.



And, much like a nervous kitten again, Usagi jumps in her skin when the shrill whistling TWEEEE— blares out. When she looks over a man with a paper bag on his head is giving a presentation about- hey, is that her?



“Uueee, so we really are kidnapped, then? And they took everyone’s powers? Oh no!! That’s what I was worried about! Doctor-san, I’m good at making friends, but I’ve never been good at acting!”

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Looking down at the girl, Wanda smiled. A reassuring hand on the Magical girl's shoulder.

"I think my last meal would be a Coconut Curry if I had to pick. I'm a vegetarian. For future reference, child, that "thing" is not a person. No need to treat it has such. An entity of pure malice and hate. Nothing more. nothing less. Just stay away from it. " Pulling away slightly the Scarlet Witch introduced herself formally.

"My name is Wanda, Wanda Maximoff, they do call me the Scarlet witch, so you may too. Now, dry your tears. we have much to do."
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[Funnier President]

Frank Zhang

Aaaaaaand he was being ignored. Great. While everyone got aquantinced, Frank slipped back into his shared room. Might as well see what his room was like.

He hadn't had time to notice it properly, but on both sides of the room were a desk and drawer. Pulling the one on his side open, Frank began to rummage around in it. A couple of purple Camp Jupiter shirts, some pans, an olive green shirt.... there was more, but his mind was distracted by the inconspicuous white pouch sitting in a corner. He gingerly picked it up as if his life depended on it, which it did. This was Franks' Firewood. Admitingly, he was a bit suprised that he had forgotten about it. Ever since he had gotten to Camp Jupiter, he had kept fretting and being worried about it. It was only after Leo had made him the unflamable pouch it was now stored in, he had started to worry less about it. Gods, his friends. They were going to be so worried, since he had pulled a Jason/a Percy on them, dissapering presumably without a trace. He would find his way out of here though.

Whatever it took.

Stowing the small white pouch in his left pocket, Frank continued to check out the room. There was a small bathroom, along with Claude's desk and dresser. Not much else. Well, there wasn't anything left to do in here.... time to face the music/the people. But all of a sudden...

*TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!*


A sudden noise cut through the air. Poking his head out of his room, Frank could see paper-bag head standing straight in the middle of all those who were arguing.​

"Now, now, everyone. It would be a shame to let our opponent win so easily if we all tear each other apart at this stage, don't you think?!" Faust spoke, turning around to Pyramid Head and glaring at him. "Mr. Pyramid Head is under the belief that he still has the power to do what as he claims, not knowing that in this world, our strengths have been equalized! That much is clear from recent events. Ah-he-hem, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, please direct your eyes to exhibit A!"

The door from which Faust and Pyramid Head emerged from earlier suddenly widens, and the sound of squeaking metal preceded the arrival of a wide whiteboard situated on wheels to come speeding out of the room, nearly colliding into Pyramid Head had it not made a drastic turn, wheeling to a stop next to the doctor. The board flipped itself upright as Faust reaches into his coat, withdrawing a meter-long ruler that is most certainly not supposed to fit under there. With a stylish twirl, the ruler slapped to the board, revealing to the audience a crudely-drawn diagram of a person wearing a frilly sailor outfit, with long pigtails, and...

It appeared to be a crude drawing of Usagi, with various subtitles surrounding it, particularly a large arrow leading from the diagram labeled "NO SAILOR POWER."

"As you can see here, exposure to multiversal dissonance has led to an observable dysfunction in power, scaled relative to the innate abilities present in the subject! The patient has exhibited a lack of ability that they normally had prior to the event of convergence! Sites of dysfunction are marked... here, here, and... here!"

Faust slaps the empty space next to Usagi's head on the diagram three times.

"A similar phenomena can be observed in Wanda, as well as... everyone else! Even more concerning is the fact that... well, none of you have any real weapons, don't you? Guns, knives, all sorts of stabbing implements?! They've been taken from you. They've... been taken from me, as well."

Faust twirled the ruler and slammed it against the floor. As he did, it appeared as if he tried to do something - to make something manifest from the air. The ruler deformed like ink in water, twisting and shuddering to become something else, only to then collapse into its original shape. Faust lowered his head, sheathing the ruler back under his coat (again, somehow) as the whiteboard behind him wheeled itself back into the room it came from. Any attempt to follow the board would find that it vanished as soon as it was out of sight.

With hands folded behind his back, the doctor lurched forward, now turning his attention to Claude and Pinkie Pie. "The reality of the situation is frightening... and you have every right to be terrified. You've just been abducted. The future is uncertain - and that is the root cause of terror in humans, isn't it? But... what I recommend, as your doctor, is not to just give up, in spite of what you believe I mean. What I mean to say, is..."

Faust paused. He lowered his head for a moment. For a brief moment, it looked as if the bag was not just a replacement for his head, but a true mask, as if the man beneath it was flashing some unseen face.

"When faced with abduction in the case of... something like a serial killer," he swallowed. "The best course of action, when escape is not immediately available, and conflict is sure to result in further harm... is to play along. To be patient. To wait for a better opening. So long as you play into the delusion you... you may have a better chance at escaping."

"But only that you hold in your heart the hope that you will be on the other side of the gate. If you lose that to stress or fear... then you have already signed your own death certificate."

"My true advice, then, is this; we should be smart about this if we truly believe we are opposed to one enemy..."

Faust lifted his head. A slight twitch in his movement, and his voice heightens by a few octaves, back to what it was before. "There is your medical tip for the day~!"

That was a lot of information for a medical tip. Were everybodys powers nerfed?? A serial killer??? Frank was admittingly worried about that part. Being smart, probably the right call. But were his powers taken though? He already has his firewood....

Moving towards the space between A and the opposing door, where there really wasn't anybody, Frank closed his eyes and concentrated. Hard. To outlooks, it may have seemed that Frank had exceptional stomach pain. All of a sudden though.. Poof!

Frank the Human became Frank the Eagle. His eyesight rapidly increased, and he found himself quite a bit closer to the floor. He could still do his shapeshifting thing... it just felt a lot harder, as if he had gone from lifting five to lifting twenty pounds. Looking back at all of the people, he shapeshifted back into human form.

"I guess I still have my powers, somehow. Although I'm not sure if they've been taken down a notch."

He wasn't exactly sure how that worked, honesty. His powers seemed fine.

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[Zenterfold]

Finding her words to not elicit anything even near the response she had been hoping for, Clementine felt slightly disgusted with all of this. She cautiously backed up and moved toward the elevator, noticing a boy examining it intently. Good, she thought, someone had their priorities straight. She joined him to find that with the doors ripped off, the elevator itself was stopped on their floor, assuming there were multiple floors at all. The inside of the elevator was about as usual as the hall outside, though there were only two buttons for going up and down. "Are there only two floors?" Clementine asked Stiles, though she was more speaking her own thoughts out loud.

Clementine looked up to find a smooth metal ceiling. Her hazy memories of various elevators told her that was not quite normal. Wasn't there usually some kind of way for people to access the top of the elevator to fix it? In fact, there really wasn't anything like that. Only the buttons and two doors like the ones Pyramid Head ripped off opposite of the gaping opening. It seemed reasonable to believe that wherever the elevator went, the doors on the other side opened to it.

"I have an idea," Clementine said to Stiles. She turned herself around and made a beeline for the closest room to them: Room B. She opened the door and shouldered her way through it, continuing until she reached the bathroom. Clementine had yet to see the bathroom but was unsurprised by its existence. However, it was the window that caught her attention. Without missing a beat, Clementine raised one of her crutches and began to slam it against the window.
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[Icee]

Claude Von Riegan​

Ultimate Stratigist​

themagnoliaofutah Funnier President Zenterfold +Anyone in the Hallway​

For the moment, Claude turned his attention away from the monster. They were stuck with the thing and the doctor had been right about how they had their powers taken and could not do antthing about their enemy, let alone about dealing with a monster who was likely hostile as well. He decided to take Wanda's approach about it and just walk away from it.

He turned to Louise when she made mention of how they should take into account the materials that they did have to work with. If they were going to be here awhile, then they should keep track of what they had. Any clothes, survival items...it would all probably be beneficial to them right now.
"I agree that we should at least start taking inventory. We had dressers right? Did anyone haooen to find anything useful there?"
It did dawn on him thst he hadn't fully checked his dresser. It had not seemed that his and Frank's room had anything of note though. It seems all of his weapons had been stripoed. Even the little hand made ones he made for a pinch. It was as if whoever had taken them here didn't want them to have any form of defense. That was another red flag that showed that they were not brought here by anything with good intentions.

Speaking of Frank, it was at that moment that he spotten an unusual looking eagle. Had another monster made its way here?! Were they already getting attacks? He eased up though when it spoke, revealing itself to only be his roommate. "Wait...you didn't get your powers stripped? How come you still have your powers? I don't think anyone else can access their magic at all right now..."
He had to admit this looked just a little suspicious. But perhaps Frank just had something unique that let him keep his powers. He couldn't really make a solid judgement yet. He turned, seeing Clemontine making a bee line out of the halllway. Had she found something?

 

[GamblingGoblins]

"We are really sorry for this! Shinoa! You really have to slam it like this!?"

Nana rushed out of the room and gave an apologetic bow to everyone, particularly to the blonde girl who was visibly cowering in fear. At the same time she scolded her roommate in an embarrassed manner that would induce the urge to tease her back rather than any offensive feeling from Shinoa. While wearing such facade, the pink-haired girl briefly looked around at everyone presenting. Seemed like there were plenty of people here as she expected and there seemed to be a variety of age, sex, occupation and visible characteristics here. In fact, she was certain some of them were definitely not human. Also based on some ongoing conversation she heard and the look on some of their faces, these people were definitely experiencing the same situation as her and Shinoa.

"Holy moly guacamole that was loud! What gives!?"

Hearing that, the girl simply smiled widely, and gently(?) pulled Shinoa until she and Pinkie were in front of each other. Nana then looked into her roommate eyes with a comical cold gaze that could be translated as "Deal with your own sh*t" before walking toward the blonde girl who seemed to suffer the most from Shinoa's antic and was still on the floor.

"Uh, are you okay?"

Nana spoke to her with a caring tone, a pretty genuine one. After all, this level of naivety and innocence enough to react in such manner reminded her of a certain girl back on the island. She then offered her hand, intending to pull the blonde girl back up.

Zenterfold Crimson Baron GamblingGoblins @Hallway gang (you characters are being briefly observed with an analytic gaze. If they have an experience dealing with a trained spy or assassin feel free to notice)

A long few moments of silence went by immediately following the slammed door, with Marguerite still apparently under the impression that her arms would shield her from whatever caused the loud noise. Her eyes remained squeezed shut as she trembled, but... her cowering diminished at the sound of a voice that was far closer to her than the others, possessing a gentle and caring tone. It was enough to prompt her to nervously crack open one eye and peer around her hands to reassess the situation, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that nothing had exploded as she'd feared. Phew.

But... still. Who was the girl standing over her?



"..."

Wordlessly, the blonde stared up at Nana, her hands slowly lowering away from her face. She appeared visibly confused by the approach and question regarding her wellbeing, as though it was an inquiry made in an entirely foreign language that she simply couldn't grasp. In fact, maybe that was exactly the case? It wouldn't be that surprising if, among a variety of beings from all different worlds, one or two among them simply didn't speak english. The answer seemed like it was about to come, as the girl slowly opened her mouth as though to speak, but--​

*TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!*​

"A-ah!"

Another loud noise, this time in the form of a whistle, apparently startled her out of whatever response she'd been about to give. What was that??? Why was this place so loud??? And, most importantly, where was Ren? She felt scared and alone without him by her side, and it wasn't a feeling she was used to in the slightest. She willed herself to return to him, as though she might be able to force him to manifest her on her own, but nothing happened. To make matters worse, everyone in the hallway was discussing things she couldn't understand; kidnapping? Multiversal dissonance? She also heard mention of a mage, which felt like the only thing that might've made sense. Regardless, it was all incredibly overwhelming. And so she went right back to cowering, Nana's question and offered assistance apparently forgotten in the heat of her fear and confusion.

But perhaps, given the plaque upon the door she'd emerged from, that might've been for the best. Getting mixed up with a girl who's title was either "Ultimate Decapitator" or "Ultimate Rumor" might not have been a bright idea.

Severia York Crunch Anybody in the hall, she's just spazzing​

 

[Verite]

Kirei Kotomine

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Kotomine had gravitated away from the rest of the conversing heads. Initially, he wasn't too interested in fraternizing with the rest of them. Any sense of cordial airs he attempted was merely in the interest of learning about his fellow unfortunates, studying them and their characters like lab rats. If anything, he felt the greatest kinship -- no, that was the wrong word, rather interest -- in those who were able to see past him. Those he were able to gaze into the souls of, and in turn were able to glimpse into his as well. The man, after all, had no use for pretenses, so reading people had become a skill of his, and so long as he had one card remaining within his sleeve, he was fine with letting his others on the table for others to see.

With that said, he kept to himself for the next few moments, gauging his situation and his status. It was one thing that he was stripped of his Black Keys, but once he overheard the others musing on how their connection to their supernatural abilities had been lost, Kotomine was prompted to tap into his own connections as well, and what he found within his own Magic Circuits was... interesting, to say the least. His connection to his magecraft had been tampered with somehow, but not completely dissipated. It wasn't entirely gone, but he most certainly was not at full capacity either.

So, as he witnessed the boy named Frank turn into an eagle before his and everyone's very eyes, the priest hardly blinked. The ability to transform entirely into an animal was an uncommon practice where he hailed from, but not unheard of. Coupled with the idea that this boy was from a completely different world from his, likely with its own completely different principles of magecraft, only interested the man even more, but it was toward Claude that Kotomine directed his gaze when the former spoke. It seemed this tampering of abilities had affected everybody, but in different ways.

Shaking his head, Kotomine spoke to Claude. "It appears that my own magecraft has been tampered with as well, but not stripped entirely. I, too, am able to tap into my magecraft, albeit to a more limited degree, diminutive as my abilities were to begin with," he explained, raising his arm slightly and briefly pulling down his sleeve. His upper arm glowed with an unnatural teal color; his Magic Circuits activated briefly to demonstrate that he still had some capacity for magecraft, but not much. With another second, the glow faded, and the man pulled down his sleeve again. "It appears some of us were stricken with malady, some harder than others. How pitiable," he merely said in a vaguely patronizing way, as if anyone could have controlled how hard they were affected.

From there, Kotomine had not intended to say much more, though his attention was then caught by Wanda once again, once the man heard her speaking of Pyramid Head in such a charged fashion. A smirk involuntarily tugged at the corners of his lips, and he found himself stepping toward the Scarlet Witch again. "Hoh, how unsavory to speak of another being like that," he said, though his features betrayed his words in how he didn't seem offended on the executioner's behalf at all. "And yet you fancy yourself an... Avenger, was it? An avenging angel, a champion of justice," he said, not recognizing the title Wanda used to describe herself earlier, though he recognized there seemed to be some prestige intended behind it. "If there is ever such a thing as a pure wish, it must be the wish to be born. To live. And yet, is it one's own fault if they are born a monster? Is it a sin to live the way you were born to live?"

And yet, one could surmise that at some point, Kotomine had ceased to even refer to Pyramid Head when he spoke.

"After all, malice and hatred are part of humanity's primal instincts. To deny them would be to deny your own humanity. Would you disagree, Wanda Maximoff?"

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[Xeppy]

Pinkie Pie
Icee lunar_moth Crimson Baron Severia Crunch Josh Funnier President and anyone else
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“Aah, that’s okay… anyone on the side of love and justice is a friend to me, no matter what names they use! Especially if they use rainbow fighting magic!!” Usagi chirps. She copies Pinkie’s airplane arms and magic ray-shooting gestures. “I wish I had rainbow magic! I guess sparkly crystal magic is cool, too, but the Moon Stick would be soo much cooler if it were rainbow… I bet it would be stronger, too,” she mumbles conspiratorially, and not at all jealously.

She nodded at the girl's words, smiling wildly when the girl started mimicking her. "A FRIEND! Woo-hoo!!" She threw her arms up in the air, obviously delighted that the girl had said that. "My super-sparkly rainbow magic only works when I represent this elementy-thingy. There are six elements that represent friendship, and I represent one of them: the element of laughter!! I can only use my rainbow magic when I'm with my other friends who represent the other elements of friendship, though. Wow, elements are so confusing! It'll make my head explode!!" She made an animated brain-explosion movement with her hands, smiling at the girl. "It's super hard to get the magic to work, so I bet your magic would be better!"

Pinkie widened her eyes when the girl started crying from Pyramid Head, about to speak up before that red-clothed woman started talking again, protecting the girl. She stared at the woman in awe, noticing at the courage she had to step in. There wasn't a hint of a smile on the red-clothed person's face, yet she brought herself to stand up for what she believed in. How could she do this? Could Pinkie do what she did? If this woman could do this without laughing... surely Pinkie could do this in the future with a smile on her face! She made a fist with her hand, looking at the woman with admiration and respect. She could surely do what she did!
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"I didn't mean to make you upset. It's just...I doubt that whoever did this just did it to be nice. Pulling people out of their homes without notice just doesn't speak friend to me, you know."

At the man's apology, Pinkie brightened up from any panic that was inside of her and gave an energetic smile. "Don't you worry! I'm sure whoever put us here did it for a good reason!! We don't even know that it was a group of people or somebody random that placed us here!! Who knows, maybe we were already together last night and we partied too hard? Nobody's too old for giving a groove, after all!" She gave a little twist with her feet as if giving a little dance, saying cheerfully, "It's okay! The only way that I could be upset is that if someone else was upset, cause then their upset expression would make be upset and everything I do upset and everything would fall into upsetness!" She let out a gasp, out of breath from talking so fast before grinning. "Y'know?" Any excuses that she was making up completely contradicted the logic others came up with, yet she had no hesitation saying it out loud. It was like she was refusing to acknowledge reality itself, making sure that in her own world, everything stayed innocent and happy.
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Hearing that, the girl simply smiled widely, and gently(?) pulled Shinoa until she and Pinkie were in front of each other. Nana then looked into her roommate eyes with a comical cold gaze that could be translated as "Deal with your own sh*t" before walking toward the blonde girl who seemed to suffer the most from Shinoa's antic and was still on the floor.

A girl with pink hair seemed to drag a girl with purple hair over to Pinkie, planting her square down. Pinkie looked at the scene before her, watching the interaction between the pink haired and the purple haired girl. She watched the pink-haired girl smile, but this one seemed... different. Was it the eyes that accompanied it? Pinkie Pie had seen plenty of smiles before, but the gaze the pink-haired girl had was completely different from the joyful glimmer that was usually found. Her eyes could be seen as... cold. Was the girl annoyed? Sad? Mad? Pinkie slightly frowned at the pink-haired girl, thinking that it was strange but deciding not to elaborate on it. She simply focused on the purple-haired girl that was now in front of her, waving excitedly and forgetting about the door-slamming incident that just happened.

"Hiya! I'm Pinkie Pi-"
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*TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!*

A loud whistling noise carved through the air, cutting into the tension of the hallway's inhabitants. The source of the noise was Faust, who now stood center-stage between Pyramid Head and the rest of the gang, as well as between Wanda and Sera. The doctor, now wearing a blue police officer's cap that he seemed to have acquired from... again, somewhere, pulled a silver whistle out from under his bag-mask, standing stiff and upright as he planted his hands on his hips. The police cap slid off his head, plopping against the ground and melting into the floor as if it were liquid.

"AAH!" Pinkie screeched for the second time today, whipping around again to see a police officer with a whistle. Except it wasn't a police officer- it was Faust. What was with the getup? Pinkie was all for costumes, but when did he have the time to get those? She was absolutely, positively sure that somebody would have noticed if Faust suddenly went away and got a whistle and cap. Or would they? Who knew! The only thing Pinkie knew right now was that the loud noise surely got everyone's attention, and if anyone wasn't deaf, they would be paying attention to the man next to the melting cap. "Holy moly guacamole, that was even more loud!"

When Faust made his cap turn to liquid or suddenly made a whiteboard come to him, Pinkie was unfazed. She noticed the things happen and registered them, but didn't think of them as strange in any particular way. She was used to these things from where she was from. Faust reminded her of a chaos creature called Discord from her world, where the creature would always make things appear in midair and do things that made no logical sense. However, whatever Faust did, he most likely had a reason for it, while Discord only did it for pure entertainment.

She stopped thinking about these things entirely, though, when the drawing of Usagi pulled up. She burst out in giggles, pointing at the drawing as if she had never seen anything more funnier in her life. While most of the people just stood there, looking seriously at the drawing, Pinkie was cracking up and missing the entire point of why Faust made the picture appear.

She paid attention and stopped giggling when Faust started speaking about their items being taken away, which included all the weapons they had. While Pinkie did not have any weapons of her own, her mind immediately floated to one particular item she did not want taken away: her party cannon. That wouldn't have been taken away from her... right? She never left home without it! It was her entire life! No matter where she went, her trusty party cannon was always with her, and it would keep being with her... right? It wouldn't have disappeared... right?

She hasn't even checked her room all the way! She hasn't checked any room, really! Maybe beyond the locked stairs, her party cannon would be there! Maybe in the bathroom of her room, her party cannon sat there, awaiting usage! She would just have to explore when she got the chance to seek this beloved cannon of hers. Then she could come to a conclusion!

She tilted her head slightly in confusion when Faust directed a comment towards her and another male, saying for them to "not just give up". What did the man mean? There was no reason for them to terrified right now! They were all here for a reason! The reality of the situation was hopeful, not deadly! She just needed everyone else to see this. She wasn't wrong! She wasn't wrong.
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"When faced with abduction in the case of... something like a serial killer," he swallowed. "The best course of action, when escape is not immediately available, and conflict is sure to result in further harm... is to play along. To be patient. To wait for a better opening. So long as you play into the delusion you... you may have a better chance at escaping."

"Cereal... killer?" Pinkie asked, placing a finger to her cheek in thought. "Why would someone kill cereals? You only kill cereals when you eat them!! What do they have against cereals? Is it too soggy for them? What a waste!" Everyone was talking about playing along and being safe and all that, but Pinkie was not following along with them. All she could think about was, What's so serious about cereal killers?
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All of a sudden though.. Poof!

Frank the Human became Frank the Eagle. His eyesight rapidly increased, and he found himself quite a bit closer to the floor. He could still do his shapeshifting thing... it just felt a lot harder, as if he had gone from lifting five to lifting twenty pounds. Looking back at all of the people, he shapeshifted back into human form.

"Woah!!" Pinkie stared at the man who had just shapeshifted, bouncing up and down in amazement. "How'd you do that!? Can you do it again? Wow! You just went poof and turned into an eagle! Can you fly a lot when you're an eagle? Can eagles even fly? How many times have you shapeshifted? Ooh! Ooh! Can you shapeshift into a pony?" She made elaborate hand movements while monologuing, looking at the boy who shapeshifted in anticipation to see if he would accept turning into a pony.​

 

[LuckycoolHawk9]

Stiles Stilinski

" Wouldn't it-" He didn't get to finish his sentence as the girl had already rushed to a nearby room and it sounded like from what he heard, she was trying to do something to a window. " Fine- I guess, I'll do the sensible thing because nobody else is. Though it's also stupid." Stiles would attempt to hop over to the gap and press the down button on the elevator. " This is so stupid," he muttered.

Zenterfold​

 

[Gummi Bunnies]

Aru was about to protest at Atsushi that this some sort of prison situation, but after listening to the others discuss things, she figured that she was most definitely wrong about this entire situation for sure. Though, she found it intriguing that according to the plaque next to the room that she came out of, she was supposed to be the "Ultimate Outlaw." Not that she had any objections to that, it was more of the fact that whoever rounded everybody up into this situation, they knew stuff about each and every one of them.

❝ H-Huh? Powers not working? ❞ She blinks at that comment. It was already a given that she was without her equipment, but Aru fumbled with her hands above her head to feel for her halo. A unique halo signifying that she was from Kivotos. Upon feeling that it was still there floating above her head, she lets out a sigh of relief.

❝ Okay, I guess I still look cool and stuff. Whew... ❞ Aru sighs in relief, but figures that if they were to play along, she needed to introduce herself. Louise had a point with them needing to at least have some form of coordination since they were in the same problem in the first place. A proud grin on her face, the Mystic exclaims in greeting, ❝ Fear not! From the ravaged depths of an oppressive society, the sole rebel never bowing to the wicked commands of those who prey on the weak, this is the president of Problem Solver 68 speaking! So listen well for my name, for it shines brighter than... than... uh... ❞

Much like forgetting lines to a play that she was supposed to rehearse, Aru's proud declaration immediately fell apart upon not recalling the particular analogy she was trying to go for. Realizing that she was going to embarrass herself more, she quickly cleared her throat, and stammers out in an attempt to save her pride, ❝ Ah, never mind what I possibly shine brighter than! T... t-that's not really important right now. Ahem! Just know that I'm Aru Rikuhachima, an incredibly talented 2nd year student from Gehenna Academy that knows the in and outs of being an outlaw, g-got it?! ❞

Even if she was stranded without her clubmates, Aru had the distinct feeling that someone was laughing behind her back or something.

Zenterfold Takumi98 themagnoliaofutah @ppl_i_guess?​

 

[Zenterfold]

Clementine let out a cry as she put all her strength into one final thrust, finally causing a crack in the window's surface. She made a breathy sigh and smiled despite the situation, only for her to realize a horrible truth a moment later. Cracking the window only made it clear that it was not a window to the outside world but a video screen showing a video of a forest. Dejected, Clementine swore under her breath and took a sad walk back to the hallway.

"The windows in the bathrooms," she said, raising her voice so all could hear, "they're not even real. It's just... a video or something!"

When Stiles pressed the down button the elevator, it did not work... that is, until a moment later, when the buttons suddenly lit up. In fact, the buttons both inside and outside the elevator lit up, indicating that the elevator was now actually working. Of course, it wasn't the biggest elevator, so it could probably only fit sixteen people at most.​

 

[Josh]

Kirei Kotomine

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Kotomine had gravitated away from the rest of the conversing heads. Initially, he wasn't too interested in fraternizing with the rest of them. Any sense of cordial airs he attempted was merely in the interest of learning about his fellow unfortunates, studying them and their characters like lab rats. If anything, he felt the greatest kinship -- no, that was the wrong word, rather interest -- in those who were able to see past him. Those he were able to gaze into the souls of, and in turn were able to glimpse into his as well. The man, after all, had no use for pretenses, so reading people had become a skill of his, and so long as he had one card remaining within his sleeve, he was fine with letting his others on the table for others to see.

With that said, he kept to himself for the next few moments, gauging his situation and his status. It was one thing that he was stripped of his Black Keys, but once he overheard the others musing on how their connection to their supernatural abilities had been lost, Kotomine was prompted to tap into his own connections as well, and what he found within his own Magic Circuits was... interesting, to say the least. His connection to his magecraft had been tampered with somehow, but not completely dissipated. It wasn't entirely gone, but he most certainly was not at full capacity either.

So, as he witnessed the boy named Frank turn into an eagle before his and everyone's very eyes, the priest hardly blinked. The ability to transform entirely into an animal was an uncommon practice where he hailed from, but not unheard of. Coupled with the idea that this boy was from a completely different world from his, likely with its own completely different principles of magecraft, only interested the man even more, but it was toward Claude that Kotomine directed his gaze when the former spoke. It seemed this tampering of abilities had affected everybody, but in different ways.

Shaking his head, Kotomine spoke to Claude. "It appears that my own magecraft has been tampered with as well, but not stripped entirely. I, too, am able to tap into my magecraft, albeit to a more limited degree, diminutive as my abilities were to begin with," he explained, raising his arm slightly and briefly pulling down his sleeve. His upper arm glowed with an unnatural teal color; his Magic Circuits activated briefly to demonstrate that he still had some capacity for magecraft, but not much. With another second, the glow faded, and the man pulled down his sleeve again. "It appears some of us were stricken with malady, some harder than others. How pitiable," he merely said in a vaguely patronizing way, as if anyone could have controlled how hard they were affected.

From there, Kotomine had not intended to say much more, though his attention was then caught by Wanda once again, once the man heard her speaking of Pyramid Head in such a charged fashion. A smirk involuntarily tugged at the corners of his lips, and he found himself stepping toward the Scarlet Witch again. "Hoh, how unsavory to speak of another being like that," he said, though his features betrayed his words in how he didn't seem offended on the executioner's behalf at all. "And yet you fancy yourself an... Avenger, was it? An avenging angel, a champion of justice," he said, not recognizing the title Wanda used to describe herself earlier, though he recognized there seemed to be some prestige intended behind it. "If there is ever such a thing as a pure wish, it must be the wish to be born. To live. And yet, is it one's own fault if they are born a monster? Is it a sin to live the way you were born to live?"

And yet, one could surmise that at some point, Kotomine had ceased to even refer to Pyramid Head when he spoke.

"After all, malice and hatred are part of humanity's primal instincts. To deny them would be to deny your own humanity. Would you disagree, Wanda Maximoff?"

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As the priest spoke, Wanda was caught off guard. Every word, every sentence, felt like I tiny knife in her soul. All the trauma, all the pain Wanda felt, this man was digging at. How did he know? Wanda's powers were gone, yes, but she still had her "gut" instinct. She knew this Priest was not to be trusted when their eyes first met, but this? Was all of this guess work? Did he already know about her? What did he know?' Usagi, as she held close could see Wanda's face show bits of sadness and shame after each Verbal spare. Wanda took a deep, long breath. Wanda knew, that Kotomine knew that he made her flinch, that. That bell was already rung. Looking the man straight in the eyes, the Witch sighed, a smile now coming to her face

"And here I thought I didn't have to worry about being burned by you at the stakes. Where do I even begin with that statement?" The Witch laughed, breaking the tension. "First off Father, when I say I'm an Avenger, I'm part of a group called the Avengers. Earth's mightiest heroes we call ourselves." Wanda was flailing, it was clear. Like a wounded dear being chased by a wolf, she was just trying buy time, to stall the clock. The Avenger could think straight at the moment. A pause, then again, she spoke "I disagree that...." Again, she stopped. Wanda glared at the man. The more she spoke, the more rope she gave him "I must admit, you thought more about this than I, clearly. You're the expert." Looking down at Usagi, Wanda shook her head. Her eyes went back to the priest. "We can't help who we are, Father. You should know that. We just have to strive to be better."

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--Hugo Pennyworth--
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With Alexander preoccupied with the people outdoors, Hugo decided to take it upon himself to explore the room he was in. First of all, the dresser. Alexander's already been here, but what the Penman failed to discover were the boxes of medkits on Hugo's side of the closet. Boxes which had the label 'P73 Bias Factors'.

"How did they...?" Hugo pondered, opening one of the boxes. There it was--a needle full of green liquid. No doubt, it was the Bias Factor they were being fed all those years. Whoever brought them here must have intimate knowledge about everyone they took. Alexander mentioned something about that as he closed the box.

Then again, he stopped paying attention to them.

Hugo would rub his chin as he observed how everyone was interacting outdoors. They seem to be agitated. And that priest wannabe's definitely the cause. Regardless, he took note of a young man in the hoodie entering the elevator, which made it light up.

"It actually works?" Hugo would ask, seeing what Stiles just did. In response, Hugo decided to enter the elevator and leaned on the wall. If he's planning to go down, then Hugo should come along for his protection. After all, what could be waiting down there?

 

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She nodded at the girl's words, smiling wildly when the girl started mimicking her. "A FRIEND! Woo-hoo!!" She threw her arms up in the air, obviously delighted that the girl had said that. "My super-sparkly rainbow magic only works when I represent this elementy-thingy. There are six elements that represent friendship, and I represent one of them: the element of laughter!! I can only use my rainbow magic when I'm with my other friends who represent the other elements of friendship, though. Wow, elements are so confusing! It'll make my head explode!!" She made an animated brain-explosion movement with her hands, smiling at the girl. "It's super hard to get the magic to work, so I bet your magic would be better!"

Pinkie widened her eyes when the girl started crying from Pyramid Head, about to speak up before that red-clothed woman started talking again, protecting the girl. She stared at the woman in awe, noticing at the courage she had to step in. There wasn't a hint of a smile on the red-clothed person's face, yet she brought herself to stand up for what she believed in. How could she do this? Could Pinkie do what she did? If this woman could do this without laughing... surely Pinkie could do this in the future with a smile on her face! She made a fist with her hand, looking at the woman with admiration and respect. She could surely do what she did!



At the man's apology, Pinkie brightened up from any panic that was inside of her and gave an energetic smile. "Don't you worry! I'm sure whoever put us here did it for a good reason!! We don't even know that it was a group of people or somebody random that placed us here!! Who knows, maybe we were already together last night and we partied too hard? Nobody's too old for giving a groove, after all!" She gave a little twist with her feet as if giving a little dance, saying cheerfully, "It's okay! The only way that I could be upset is that if someone else was upset, cause then their upset expression would make be upset and everything I do upset and everything would fall into upsetness!" She let out a gasp, out of breath from talking so fast before grinning. "Y'know?" Any excuses that she was making up completely contradicted the logic others came up with, yet she had no hesitation saying it out loud. It was like she was refusing to acknowledge reality itself, making sure that in her own world, everything stayed innocent and happy.



A girl with pink hair seemed to drag a girl with purple hair over to Pinkie, planting her square down. Pinkie looked at the scene before her, watching the interaction between the pink haired and the purple haired girl. She watched the pink-haired girl smile, but this one seemed... different. Was it the eyes that accompanied it? Pinkie Pie had seen plenty of smiles before, but the gaze the pink-haired girl had was completely different from the joyful glimmer that was usually found. Her eyes could be seen as... cold. Was the girl annoyed? Sad? Mad? Pinkie slightly frowned at the pink-haired girl, thinking that it was strange but deciding not to elaborate on it. She simply focused on the purple-haired girl that was now in front of her, waving excitedly and forgetting about the door-slamming incident that just happened.

"Hiya! I'm Pinkie Pi-"



"AAH!" Pinkie screeched for the second time today, whipping around again to see a police officer with a whistle. Except it wasn't a police officer- it was Faust. What was with the getup? Pinkie was all for costumes, but when did he have the time to get those? She was absolutely, positively sure that somebody would have noticed if Faust suddenly went away and got a whistle and cap. Or would they? Who knew! The only thing Pinkie knew right now was that the loud noise surely got everyone's attention, and if anyone wasn't deaf, they would be paying attention to the man next to the melting cap. "Holy moly guacamole, that was even more loud!"

When Faust made his cap turn to liquid or suddenly made a whiteboard come to him, Pinkie was unfazed. She noticed the things happen and registered them, but didn't think of them as strange in any particular way. She was used to these things from where she was from. Faust reminded her of a chaos creature called Discord from her world, where the creature would always make things appear in midair and do things that made no logical sense. However, whatever Faust did, he most likely had a reason for it, while Discord only did it for pure entertainment.

She stopped thinking about these things entirely, though, when the drawing of Usagi pulled up. She burst out in giggles, pointing at the drawing as if she had never seen anything more funnier in her life. While most of the people just stood there, looking seriously at the drawing, Pinkie was cracking up and missing the entire point of why Faust made the picture appear.

She paid attention and stopped giggling when Faust started speaking about their items being taken away, which included all the weapons they had. While Pinkie did not have any weapons of her own, her mind immediately floated to one particular item she did not want taken away: her party cannon. That wouldn't have been taken away from her... right? She never left home without it! It was her entire life! No matter where she went, her trusty party cannon was always with her, and it would keep being with her... right? It wouldn't have disappeared... right?

She hasn't even checked her room all the way! She hasn't checked any room, really! Maybe beyond the locked stairs, her party cannon would be there! Maybe in the bathroom of her room, her party cannon sat there, awaiting usage! She would just have to explore when she got the chance to seek this beloved cannon of hers. Then she could come to a conclusion!

She tilted her head slightly in confusion when Faust directed a comment towards her and another male, saying for them to "not just give up". What did the man mean? There was no reason for them to terrified right now! They were all here for a reason! The reality of the situation was hopeful, not deadly! She just needed everyone else to see this. She wasn't wrong! She wasn't wrong.



"Cereal... killer?" Pinkie asked, placing a finger to her cheek in thought. "Why would someone kill cereals? You only kill cereals when you eat them!! What do they have against cereals? Is it too soggy for them? What a waste!" Everyone was talking about playing along and being safe and all that, but Pinkie was not following along with them. All she could think about was, What's so serious about cereal killers?



"Woah!!" Pinkie stared at the man who had just shapeshifted, bouncing up and down in amazement. "How'd you do that!? Can you do it again? Wow! You just went poof and turned into an eagle! Can you fly a lot when you're an eagle? Can eagles even fly? How many times have you shapeshifted? Ooh! Ooh! Can you shapeshift into a pony?" She made elaborate hand movements while monologuing, looking at the boy who shapeshifted in anticipation to see if he would accept turning into a pony.​

"Serial killers are, more or less, people who kill other people. Their reason for doing so varies on the person." Atsushi answered Pinkie Pie.

Aru was about to protest at Atsushi that this some sort of prison situation, but after listening to the others discuss things, she figured that she was most definitely wrong about this entire situation for sure. Though, she found it intriguing that according to the plaque next to the room that she came out of, she was supposed to be the "Ultimate Outlaw." Not that she had any objections to that, it was more of the fact that whoever rounded everybody up into this situation, they knew stuff about each and every one of them.

❝ H-Huh? Powers not working? ❞ She blinks at that comment. It was already a given that she was without her equipment, but Aru fumbled with her hands above her head to feel for her halo. A unique halo signifying that she was from Kivotos. Upon feeling that it was still there floating above her head, she lets out a sigh of relief.

❝ Okay, I guess I still look cool and stuff. Whew... ❞ Aru sighs in relief, but figures that if they were to play along, she needed to introduce herself. Louise had a point with them needing to at least have some form of coordination since they were in the same problem in the first place. A proud grin on her face, the Mystic exclaims in greeting, ❝ Fear not! From the ravaged depths of an oppressive society, the sole rebel never bowing to the wicked commands of those who prey on the weak, this is the president of Problem Solver 68 speaking! So listen well for my name, for it shines brighter than... than... uh... ❞

Much like forgetting lines to a play that she was supposed to rehearse, Aru's proud declaration immediately fell apart upon not recalling the particular analogy she was trying to go for. Realizing that she was going to embarrass herself more, she quickly cleared her throat, and stammers out in an attempt to save her pride, ❝ Ah, never mind what I possibly shine brighter than! T... t-that's not really important right now. Ahem! Just know that I'm Aru Rikuhachima, an incredibly talented 2nd year student from Gehenna Academy that knows the in and outs of being an outlaw, g-got it?! ❞

Even if she was stranded without her clubmates, Aru had the distinct feeling that someone was laughing behind her back or something.

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"An outlaw..." Atsushi repeated, watching as Aru fumbled a bit with introducing herself. Didn't she also say she was a student or something?

"Interesting that you were roomed with me." He mumbled to himself. An outlaw and a mafioso, around the same age too. Whoever took them seemed to do enough research on each of them to take most of their powers and weapons, but he wondered if the ones responsible found it funny to pair them up in rooms like that?

As for him, he didn't feel disconnected from his ability. At least, not completely. His senses were still heightened and sharp, but he didn't want to transform into a tiger completely and possibly lose control.

Clementine let out a cry as she put all her strength into one final thrust, finally causing a crack in the window's surface. She made a breathy sigh and smiled despite the situation, only for her to realize a horrible truth a moment later. Cracking the window only made it clear that it was not a window to the outside world but a video screen showing a video of a forest. Dejected, Clementine swore under her breath and took a sad walk back to the hallway.

"The windows in the bathrooms," she said, raising her voice so all could hear, "they're not even real. It's just... a video or something!"

When Stiles pressed the down button the elevator, it did not work... that is, until a moment later, when the buttons suddenly lit up. In fact, the buttons both inside and outside the elevator lit up, indicating that the elevator was now actually working. Of course, it wasn't the biggest elevator, so it could probably only fit sixteen people at most.

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Noticing that the lights on the elevator were on after Stiles entered shortly followed by Hugo, the white haired boy's brows furrowed as he moved to approach it, and given how big it was it wouldn't fit them all inside.

"Looks like at most fifteen or sixteen people can fit." He commented.

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Sophie, not really wanting to be around half of these people, entered the elevator and sat down, starting to hyperventilate as this much social anxiety was starting to build up.​