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Claude Von Riegan​

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It seemed that this little theroy had caught the attention of more than just Claude himself. That just made him all the more interested in it. However, he blinked in surprise when he heard Sophie mention the year 1982. That was confirmation enough. Somehow they had transferred through time and space. And they were all here.
"1982...yeah...that's almost a whole millenium ahead of my time. I wonder if Fodlan is even still around in a millenium. I'd hope so." he mumbled, though from the looks of things it didn't seem like it was. What would happen to Fodlan in the future? What would have finally caused it to fall? What would have ended the new dawn that he and the others had worked so hard to acheive?

He did look up when he heard a certain red suited witch mention her having nexus powers and some others of their group questioning her. For some strenge reason, Claude doubted Wanda was responsible. She seemed every bit as confused as the rest of them about their current situation. He doubted she was lying about being powerless either. Wanting to maybe ease potential tensions, he decided to vocalize his thoughts.
"I don't think she has anything to do with this." he spoke up. "I dunno, but I think I can tell a co fused face from one trying to manipulate. And I truly think Wanda's in the same situation as us. She might have some grand powers but if she were really doing this and had her powers, don't you guys think she would have done something by now? I think someone or something else is at work here. And we need to all work together if we want to get back to our worlds and times."

 

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"No, not where I'm from anyway." Atsushi said to Sophie when she asked if it was 1982.

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"E-eh?" She turned her head to face the new stranger, Atsushi, who was currently doubting friendship. She would have her face lightened up by now by meeting someone new, but she was currently surrounded by doubt for the power of friendship. Didn't friends used to be strangers to you, though? If you give your trust to others, don't they give that back, and end up with a smile on their face? If you try to do your best to befriend others, doesn't it end in a happy ending? "They're not strangers to me, though! In the few minutes I've known them, they've got the Pinkie stamp of approval! Even if they don't feel the same... even if they don't... we just need to create some smiles!"

She gave two fist bumps to her side, fully determined for a few seconds until Sophie burst her bubble, saying that they basically weren't friends. This situation was way different from her village! Well, she usually threw parties in her village, so was the key to making friends here throwing a party? There was an elevator and stairs, so there must be more rooms available for throwing a party in...

Her confidence grew again when Sophie suggested sticking together, and as she had done multiple times before, she gave two thumbs ups in approval. Sticking together seemed friend-like! Sooner or later, maybe they could all be laughing together and having fun instead of bickering around! The vibe of the situation seemed to dim down again when Faust's voice echoed in the area they were at, talking about magic and the "multiverse theory."

"Magic!? You mean Equestrian magic?" When Faust mentioned magic, this was the first form of magic that popped up in Pinkie's head, as this was the form of magic from her world. She didn't know if Equestrian magic was enough for space and time, as Faust put it, but it certainly was powerful. Plus, what other kinds of magic were out there, anyways? She got interrupted from her string of thoughts, though, when a new DUNCE cap suddenly appeared on Kotomine's head. Pinkie burst out laughing at the sight. Even if no one else laughed alongside her, she still let the happiness of her voice come out.

She ended her laugh when Sophie asked the question of, "Is it still 1982?" Was that a joke? Was it somehow like Faust's joke earlier, the one Pinkie didn't get? Pinkie's eyes drifted over to Sophie's jacket, seeing the big '82 emblazoned on her jacket. Was it just a joke related to her jacket? Or was she being serious? No, it must have been a joke! No way did any form of magic send them all here from numerous places and times!

"Nope!" She answered Sophie, hoping that besides her shy enamor, she was making a joke. "It's..." She paused for a moment. What year was it? While others were contemplating the multiverse theory and introducing themselves, Pinkie just stood there, thinking about where they were. Why was she so hesitant as to answer the year? Was it because she had just woken up from a while ago? Yes, that must be it! She looked up to the group, who had somehow become larger, saying confusingly, "Were you all snoozing just a minute ago, too? Are you having trouble thinking of humble-gumble too, like what year it is?"​

Create some smiles? Atsushi stared at her for a second longer as if unsure how to respond, and was slightly out of his depth.

"I don't think 'creating smiles' will help us." He spoke up as he glanced to a few of the others that argued and theorized why they were all here.

Multiverse Theory, huh? He wasn't familiar with it, but he wouldn't readily dismiss it as a possibility.

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Cater Diamond​

Cater appreciated Yumeko’s enthusiasm. “Yeah I guess so! If only I had my phone, this would totes be a #mystery #newfriend maybe even #newroomate? moment!”

After a brief moment of silence where he simply observed his surroundings, he walked over to his side of the room once more and spotted a dresser. He pulled it open to find sets of his dorm uniform. Rummaging through, he hoped that maybe his phone would be in a pocket or something, but to no avail.

“Pretty sus that they have our clothes in here. I don’t like the idea of someone going through my stuff lol. And they took my phone too! Damn, this is starting to feel serious…”



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[Josh]

ALEXANDER HAMILTON
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Wanda Maximoff, a self-proclaimed... witch? Hamilton had to have another take as she spoke of powers and magic with not a hint of hesitation. The Salem Witch Trials only happened about a century ago, and though the courts officially stopped accepting spectral evidence since then, this was a bit much, wasn't it? Regardless of what the general public of America might have thought of such a woman, Hamilton was not deterred. In fact, she seemed to be very sensible if not for the ramblings on magic. "A pleasure to meet you, Wanda. You as well, Kuro."

The second girl, who was not Wanda's daughter, but her roommate, seemed to wear symbols of the Devil himself, yet only being the horns and tail. The rest of herself appeared human. Hamilton did not want to dwell much on their appearance, though her name was oddly reminiscent of the far east.

"On money?" So she knew him from the national bank, but to phrase it as if he were on the dollar bill? Hamilton chuckled at the thought.

Things began to go awry once a man with a paper bag over his head approached. He was apparently a fan of Hamilton's work (a fact which he appropriately reciprocated with smiling nod) but immediately after spoke utter nonsense! "Multiverse? I... can't say I know of it." Hamilton had never even heard of such a word. Wanda, apparently, did. Contextualizing, he figured the gist of this 'theory,' outlandish as it was.

But, scanning the rest of this room's habitants... perhaps it was not far off...?

"Goodness me, never did I think I would be in the midst of the most mind-boggling of individuals since the cabinet meetings." Right after saying that, a towering monster donning a pyramid-shaped helm approached, interjecting himself between Wanda and a fiesty woman with very pointy ears. If the two names he introduced himself as, 'Pyramid Head' and 'Ultimate Executioner,' was enough to go off of, this man was... not someone Hamilton wanted to be around for long.

And the two ladies were still bickering! "If money is the only jurisdiction you need to accuse someone of our kidnapping, then I must be the mastermind of this scheme!" Hamilton interjected, taking Wanda's side. "The Witch Trials happened 100 years ago. Spectral evidence is no longer accepted in court, hasn't been since then." Hamilton's years as a lawyer were kicking in at this point. He kept a firm, neutral gaze between the two. "If you truly believe this woman is the source of our tribulations, you are going to need more than few words and speculation to prove your point. Otherwise, threatening each other is not going to lead us very far."​

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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Sophie sighs before squeezing past Pinkie. Noticing Wanda’s explanations of her status as a nexus being, Sophie started growing suspicious of Wanda.

"R-red lady…?" Sophie’s meek voice said, "If you… if you are a nexus being, whatever that is… um… then… you're the most likely person to have taken us…"

Sophie rushed her hand through her hair.

"A-also… if you can do magic… c-can't you get us out of here? I… don't think I can believe you if you can't get us out of here,"​

Claude Von Riegan​

Ultimate Stratigist​

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It seemed that this little theroy had caught the attention of more than just Claude himself. That just made him all the more interested in it. However, he blinked in surprise when he heard Sophie mention the year 1982. That was confirmation enough. Somehow they had transferred through time and space. And they were all here.
"1982...yeah...that's almost a whole millenium ahead of my time. I wonder if Fodlan is even still around in a millenium. I'd hope so." he mumbled, though from the looks of things it didn't seem like it was. What would happen to Fodlan in the future? What would have finally caused it to fall? What would have ended the new dawn that he and the others had worked so hard to acheive?

He did look up when he heard a certain red suited witch mention her having nexus powers and some others of their group questioning her. For some strenge reason, Claude doubted Wanda was responsible. She seemed every bit as confused as the rest of them about their current situation. He doubted she was lying about being powerless either. Wanting to maybe ease potential tensions, he decided to vocalize his thoughts.
"I don't think she has anything to do with this." he spoke up. "I dunno, but I think I can tell a co fused face from one trying to manipulate. And I truly think Wanda's in the same situation as us. She might have some grand powers but if she were really doing this and had her powers, don't you guys think she would have done something by now? I think someone or something else is at work here. And we need to all work together if we want to get back to our worlds and times."

"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.​

Kirei Kotomine

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"Perhaps you may be right, young woman," Kotomine responded to Louise, his expression changing to a subtle hint of what seemed to be amusement or some approximation of it, "... though I would take care to watch whom I place my faith in. The wicked oft act upon the opportunity that mercy grants them, and I don't imagine any of them are so eager to confess their wrongdoings, even to myself," he said wryly, moving his arm up and fiddling with his golden cross between his thick fingers.

To Faust, the priest merely cocked a brow, reaching up to remove the cap that had mysteriously appeared atop his head, and tossing it aside without any embarrassment or sense of being self-conscious. At every turn, the man appeared unflappable, but not in such an admirable, gallant way that one might expect from such a description. "Hoh, a doctor, are you? Forgive my transgression; you don't quite have the air of... a healer to you," Kotomine began, his eyes gazing deep into Faust as though attempting to look into his soul. If there was an unspoken understanding the two had of each other, perhaps there was an irony to both of them. Faust the doctor, and the man he was before. Kotomine, the priest, the spiritual healer, who had stained his own hands as well. "... but in that case, perhaps this company is in good hands between the two of us," he only said, stifling a soft, amused breath.

Once the idea of the multiverse had sprung into the conversation, Kotomine remained reticent, though he was easily able to keep up with the conversation. Though he knew the principle to be known as the Second Magic, the man was aware that it was known by other names by different peoples as well, and so he didn't need too much brainpower to connect the pieces together, such two individuals of interest -- a mousy little girl and a more boisterous looking man -- who claimed to know different times, but technically, it was all conjecture here. He would not jump to any rash conclusions just yet, but if such an event turned out to be true... well, he would have much to report to his superiors once he returned home.

No matter the cost.

The next person to catch Kotomine's attention was a certain woman dressed in a red that popped among the crowd, begging to be noticed, which matched well with her personality of claiming to be... a nexus being, was it? How very droll. Stepping toward Wanda next, Kotomine looked at her with interest, heavy eyes clashing against an air of fabricated levity. "Truly, you must be from another world though, for someone calling themselves a mage would not deign to dress in that manner in my experience," the priest said, intent on catching her attention.

"Historically, priests do not get along well with witches, but in the interest of our own well-being, perhaps we can set that aside... Maximoff, was it? Kirei Kotomine, at your service," he said with a slight bow, placing a hand where his heart would be as he did so.

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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.

"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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[Zenterfold]

He took a quick moment to inspect the gate, trying to see if there was anything past the gate he could see or hear with his heightened senses.

There was not a sound to be heard beyond the gate. Unnaturally so.
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He croaked as he arrived to the elevator, he grunted before grabbing the doors and opening it with ease ripping the doors as it flew into a nearby wall.

He then walked into the elevator and curled his fist and hit the button. With no answer or response. He then exited the elevator with a grunt.

“We’re stuck.”

"What the f--?!"

Clementine barely had a moment to register what was approaching her before it shoved past her and took the elevator doors right off. She struggled to understand what she was looking at. It looked like a literal monster out of an old horror movie and it definitely had the power to match. Panic ran through her like a lightning bolt and she had half a mind to wonder why this scene wasn't making everyone else in the room completely freak out. This thing could talk, but it no doubt was some kind of horrific monster. All Clementine could imagine was that it was some kind of mutated Walker... if that was even possible!

She leaned on her crutches and turned toward the others in the hallway. There was way too many of them and most of them looked completely strange. Not even a normal amount of completely strange, an unbelievable amount of completely strange. "Why... why are we not...?" Clementine's voice was small at first. She couldn't find her voice amidst this chaos. It was unlike her to be tongue-tied but this situation defied all normality.

"Why are we not talking about what just happened?!" Clementine finally burst out. She moved toward the biggest crowd, eyes locked on to the tall monster, ready if it made any sudden moves. "That thing-- the executioner, it just ripped the elevator's doors off!" Her eyes darted around, looking at everyone. Some looked normal enough, while others... "Or is this something you're all in on? Huh? Where are we? Seriously, where the hell am I? I don't know if I was drugged or kidnapped or-- what!"

She let out a long, shaky breath. She was scared. That she was scared scared her even more. Clementine did not often get scared.
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[Capri]

SOPHIE WALTEN
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"Well, I don’t believe you were involved," Sophie said, "I just… I don't believe you're magic. Magic isn't real…"

Sophie looked over to Clementine, unsure why she was so scared. "He's… just a big guy in a costume…" Sophie said nonchalantly.

She was confused, though. Why was she so nonchalant about it? She had a feeling she's seen way worse but just doesn't remember it.​

 

[Icee]

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Claude Von Riegan​

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Claude couldn't help but give a sympathetic nod toward Wanda. He knew quite a few people who had been misjudged. Perhaps he himself had made some misjudgements about the intentions of his fellow classmate, Edelgard, when she chose to wage war against the Church and Alliance to carve her own path forward. However, her path was biolent and filled with bloodshed. It was why he couldn't quite support it. He beleoved he could lead a better way. But even so, had it been completely wrong?
He shook his head. Now wasn't the time to think of the should've could've. Edelgard was dead as well as her supporters. It was what needed to be done to secure a better future for Fodlan. Byleth had agreed and it was only because of her support his strategy even worked.
"I don't doubt your powers. I know it's kind of weird to think about but considering how everyone here is different, I don't doubt you have that power. And I don't think anyone here's perfect. Certainly know I'm not." he trailed off, still thinking of the decisions made during the war. "Still, I don't think that's a reason to assume you did this. I think we all are just as confused about well, everything. It won't help us if we're divided."

He then glanced back at the scene at the elevator, seeing the damage as well as the panicking Clementine. He averted his gaze from the monster in the room. For some reason that guy made him think of the many Draconic Beasts he'd had to fight. People who misused a Sacred Weapon with no Crest, turned to sick monsters. He had to put many of them down during the war. The creatures were just...sick and destructive. He didn't want to judge things too soon but he couldn't help but get bad vibes from Pyramid Head.
"...Well, okay then...." he tried to keep cool, but even he was starting to tense up. He couldn't shake off his suspicions about the monster. He found himself wishing he had his wyvern and his Sacred Weapon Failnaught. It was just old instincts. But he kept silent for now, though if one looked carefully they'd see he visibly tensed up.

He was luckily distracted by Sophie. "A costume? I doubt it. I've seen monsters like him before and it's very much real. But like I said, we can't be divided. We're all stuck here and have to find our way back to wherever we belong, right?"

 

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Kirei Kotomine

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"Perhaps you may be right, young woman," Kotomine responded to Louise, his expression changing to a subtle hint of what seemed to be amusement or some approximation of it, "... though I would take care to watch whom I place my faith in. The wicked oft act upon the opportunity that mercy grants them, and I don't imagine any of them are so eager to confess their wrongdoings, even to myself," he said wryly, moving his arm up and fiddling with his golden cross between his thick fingers.

To Faust, the priest merely cocked a brow, reaching up to remove the cap that had mysteriously appeared atop his head, and tossing it aside without any embarrassment or sense of being self-conscious. At every turn, the man appeared unflappable, but not in such an admirable, gallant way that one might expect from such a description. "Hoh, a doctor, are you? Forgive my transgression; you don't quite have the air of... a healer to you," Kotomine began, his eyes gazing deep into Faust as though attempting to look into his soul. If there was an unspoken understanding the two had of each other, perhaps there was an irony to both of them. Faust the doctor, and the man he was before. Kotomine, the priest, the spiritual healer, who had stained his own hands as well. "... but in that case, perhaps this company is in good hands between the two of us," he only said, stifling a soft, amused breath.

Once the idea of the multiverse had sprung into the conversation, Kotomine remained reticent, though he was easily able to keep up with the conversation. Though he knew the principle to be known as the Second Magic, the man was aware that it was known by other names by different peoples as well, and so he didn't need too much brainpower to connect the pieces together, such two individuals of interest -- a mousy little girl and a more boisterous looking man -- who claimed to know different times, but technically, it was all conjecture here. He would not jump to any rash conclusions just yet, but if such an event turned out to be true... well, he would have much to report to his superiors once he returned home.

No matter the cost.

The next person to catch Kotomine's attention was a certain woman dressed in a red that popped among the crowd, begging to be noticed, which matched well with her personality of claiming to be... a nexus being, was it? How very droll. Stepping toward Wanda next, Kotomine looked at her with interest, heavy eyes clashing against an air of fabricated levity. "Truly, you must be from another world though, for someone calling themselves a mage would not deign to dress in that manner in my experience," the priest said, intent on catching her attention.

"Historically, priests do not get along well with witches, but in the interest of our own well-being, perhaps we can set that aside... Maximoff, was it? Kirei Kotomine, at your service," he said with a slight bow, placing a hand where his heart would be as he did so.

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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.



"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!"
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Standing quitely, Wanda's mind raced. However was doing this was powerful, very pwerful. The witch herself was a powerful woman, maybe the most powerful person here. Yet, here? She was useless. Powerless in the face of being kidnapped. A sigh left her lips.

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"Faust, yes? I am Wanda, the Scarlet Witch. I believe you're on the right path. I know a few things about bending reality, to be frank. In my universe I am what you'd call a nexus being. A keystone of the Multiverse. I can bend reality to my whim. I am reality, in a lot of ways. I have a theory I can't prove this, and I might be off base, but I fear I might be an unwilling beacon for all this."

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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."



"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.
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It wasn't before now that Sera actually had time to take proper stock of the situation and actually listen to what the others were talking about. "Different realities? You fucking lost your mind or something?" She asked aloud to people now around her and Wanda. "This is all just a magic trick. Simple as that." There was just too much a young elven rogue can swallow after all. "Not to say that you can't believe any stupid stuff that you want. It just...well. Makes you look proper mental."

This was also the first time she noticed Faust. "Proper. Mental."

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SOPHIE WALTEN
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Sophie sighs before squeezing past Pinkie. Noticing Wanda’s explanations of her status as a nexus being, Sophie started growing suspicious of Wanda.

"R-red lady…?" Sophie’s meek voice said, "If you… if you are a nexus being, whatever that is… um… then… you're the most likely person to have taken us…"

Sophie rushed her hand through her hair.

"A-also… if you can do magic… c-can't you get us out of here? I… don't think I can believe you if you can't get us out of here,"​

"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.



"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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[Xeppy]

Pinkie Pie
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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!!" ​

 

[lunar_moth]

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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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[Takumi98]

There was not a sound to be heard beyond the gate. Unnaturally so.
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"What the f--?!"

Clementine barely had a moment to register what was approaching her before it shoved past her and took the elevator doors right off. She struggled to understand what she was looking at. It looked like a literal monster out of an old horror movie and it definitely had the power to match. Panic ran through her like a lightning bolt and she had half a mind to wonder why this scene wasn't making everyone else in the room completely freak out. This thing could talk, but it no doubt was some kind of horrific monster. All Clementine could imagine was that it was some kind of mutated Walker... if that was even possible!

She leaned on her crutches and turned toward the others in the hallway. There was way too many of them and most of them looked completely strange. Not even a normal amount of completely strange, an unbelievable amount of completely strange. "Why... why are we not...?" Clementine's voice was small at first. She couldn't find her voice amidst this chaos. It was unlike her to be tongue-tied but this situation defied all normality.

"Why are we not talking about what just happened?!" Clementine finally burst out. She moved toward the biggest crowd, eyes locked on to the tall monster, ready if it made any sudden moves. "That thing-- the executioner, it just ripped the elevator's doors off!" Her eyes darted around, looking at everyone. Some looked normal enough, while others... "Or is this something you're all in on? Huh? Where are we? Seriously, where the hell am I? I don't know if I was drugged or kidnapped or-- what!"

She let out a long, shaky breath. She was scared. That she was scared scared her even more. Clementine did not often get scared.
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Atsushi's eyes went back to the gate, as among all the voices and noise, he heard nothing from beyond it. It wasn't natural, which reiterated that something was wrong here.

"We don't know where we are, we're all strangers here, and the executioner has not proved himself a threat to our wellbeing quite yet." Atsushi answered Clementine simply, not looking at her right away as his gaze remained focused on the gate a little longer. No, while Pyramid Head was one that should be kept an eye on, and kept distance from, Atsushi himself didn't know what all he could do. His show of strength had been noticed, but what real use would there be of commenting on it?

Unlike Clementine this wasn't completely unusual for Atsushi, at least.

His gaze sweeped the hallway once more, this time looking for a potential hidden camera.

"Whoever really brought us here, could be watching through hidden cameras, elsewhere in this place." He commented lowly.

Pinkie Pie
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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. She... 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!!" ​

His gaze went blank a moment as her words processed, his expression unreadable as he let the words sink in.

"So far the others aren't happy, and I think...it's hard to be happy in this situation with so many people...stuck in one place." He answered.

He grew a bit more confused when Usagi stood between the group and Pyramid Head.

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[Xeppy]

Pinkie Pie
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Pinkie bobbed her head multiple times to the white-haired male's words, smiling and saying cheerfully, "Exxxxactly!! Nobody has a smile! That's why we gotta create some! It's super duper hard to be happy in situations like this, and that's why smiling is super important! If we smile through the bad things that happen to anyone, we can lower the badness of being stuck with a million people! That's why we have to smile five-ever! That's even longer than for-ever."

Like the flash, a blond haired girl suddenly appeared before them, yelling at Pyramid Head as if he were the cause of all their problems. Pinkie knew that he looked different from them all, but why did the girl blame all the shadiness on him? The most that he's done so far is rip off elevator doors and give them a... pretty scary look. Pinkie had seen stranger things happen before, though, so it didn't affect her that much. It wasn't the name that the girl gave Pyramid Head or the way she was acting that really caught Pinkie's attention, but when she put up her brooch and called herself a guardian of something. That's when Pinkie knew what this was about...

"A game! Ooh! Ooh!" Pinkie took a place near the blond-haired female, putting her arm up as the girl had done before. "Never fear, everyone! Pinkie Pie is here! I am the guardian of parties and smiles, and I will defeat this youma! Pinkie Prism Power, Make Up!! Wait..." She looked at Pyramid Head, then the girl again, then asked, "Pyramid Head isn't a youma, silly! He's a Pyramid Head! Y'know, cause of his pyramid head!" She made a triangular motion with her arms around her head as to make a point, and then asked the question of, "Oh, by the way! What's a youma? And what's a 'Prism Power'? Oh, oh! And what's this game even about? It's fun, but I've never heard of it before!"​

 

[Mirai-chan]

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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[lunar_moth]

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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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[0ttonomous]

Trusty Patches - Room P
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Shinobu Oshino

"Say, thou wouldst not happen to know where one could find donuts, would you?" Shinobu spoke in response to the stranger she had been met with, electing to ignore the question asked of her for the moment. Just prior to awakening on the bed she now lay, Shinobu had been discussing with Koyomi about getting some donuts, and it was all that mattered in the moment as the task had not yet been completed. Getting up from the bed, she looked around the room briefly to get an understanding of where she may be, whilst taking note of her inability to feel Koyomi's presence. For better or for worse, at the very least she had company, which meant potential 'food' should things get dire and she become in need of a source of additional strength.

Other than acknowledging his presence and the question she'd asked him though, the bald man within the room was of no significant interest to her. Instead, Shinobu proceeded to check one of the doors in the room while idly talking at him. "Consider thine self fortunate to have ended up in this predicament with one as capable as I," Shinobu said in a smug and superior tone as she found herself looking into a bathroom, immediately losing interest in what exists on the other side and closing the door. Hearing the tiny sound behind her that came from the opposing door, she turned around and begun walking over to open it, before deciding to wait and see what the stranger would do, and perhaps let him be the one to lead the way to unknown territory.

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The thief laughed, his eyes squinting closed. The response was comically typical. It told him everything he needed to know about what sort of things she desired. "Donuts, eh? Scrumptious little pastries, they are," Patches snickered, "If I find any, I'll be sure to let you know!" He trailed Shinobu as she explored the room, his face wrinkling into a smile whenever she may have glanced at him, and then returning to normal whenever she didn't. He seemed to observe her movements and actions like he was expecting some kind of trap to spring out and kill her, but nothing happened. This really was just a regular room, wasn't it?

Patches pondered the language that the girl was using. She spoke with a familiar accent, like she was some stuck-up noble who lived a privileged life. The smug words that crawled out of her mouth only further illustrated this. It disgusted him.

"Oh, I sure consider myself fortunate, miss. To have a companion like you by my side in these treacherous parts... the Gods must be smiling upon me," he said sarcastically. When Shinobu walked toward the door, Patches followed behind. "Well, whaddya say? Let's be friends," he asked, offering a handshake to the vampire. "I'm Patches. Trusty Patches. A humble undead merchant. And you?"​

 

[R U S T]

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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[Miserable Alchemist]

Mono
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"You would be correct with that assumption Marcus, full points for taking a positive outlook on this, and from the set up of this room I had assumed the same of you. This would be a strange living or kidnapping quarters for any man or machine, especially given this prison-like feel. The one who put me here must have been outside of this room. At least, according to my own calculations," Mono smiled at the man.

Upon walking outside of their room, the first thing she noticed was all the people who'd been gathered here. There wasn't any real pattern she could find between those who had been imprisoned. The "ultimate" titles outside of everyone's rooms seemed almost random as well. Most of them appeared to be more talkative than her roommate, though all Mono gathered from that was that everyone else was confused as well. That was unfortunate.

"It's quite the conundrum we've found ourselves in. Somehow, no one is quite sure exactly what happened here, or why we're here. Even more perplexingly, it would appear that most or all of us, including myself, appeared here suddenly and without any warning. Variety is the spice of life, as they say, but I can't quite say I enjoy this kind of spice all too much. What do you make of all this, Marcus?" Mono shrugged.

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[darkred]

Marcus Wright


Marcus looked over at Momo and nodded "Momo, you sort of remind me of a terminator yourself. Why all of us here in one spot? It's asking to be a walking target. However, there's always safety in numbers too."

Marcus nodded "Perhaps you'd like to ally for now, Mono?"

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[Icee]

Claude Von Riegan​

Ultimate Stratigist​

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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.

 

[Crimson Baron]

Shinoa Hiiragi​

“I don’t know what are you talking about. After all, I also just woke up on that bed like you. But about this place, this might be just an assumption, but I don’t think this is the world we used to live in.”

”Wha—“

Shinoa couldn’t believe what she heard and was about to object, but then the point about vampire was raised. After thinking carefully, what the pink girl said totally made sense. But still, this is too much to take in. Shinoa still had so many unanswered questions, such as—

“Oh right, my name is Nana. Hiiragi Nana. Please take care of me!”

That cheerful voice pulled Shinoa back to reality. At first she narrowed her eyes at the name “Hiiragi” being casually mentioned. But then the fact that Nana came from another world kicked in and she understood that the pink girl had nothing to do with the Hiiragis from the army.

Looking at the girl in front of her again, Shinoa couldn’t help but admire her a bit. How strong-willed could she be to still keep that cheerful and energetic attitude despite such dire situation as this. All the hostility from before vanished as she firmly took the offered hand and shake it with a polite smile on her face.

“Nice to meet you, Hiiragi-san. By the way I am a Hiiragi too. The name is Shinoa, Hiiragi Shinoa. Let’s be friend from now on!”

Soon after making a new friend, Shinoa heard a voice coming from outside the door. Without waiting for her roommate’s opinion, she walked toward it. Unlike when Nana opened it and didn’t draw any attention earlier, Shinoa basically threw it open with full force, slamming it against the wall and causing a loud noise.

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[GamblingGoblins]

Je veux le sang, sang, sang, et sang
Donnons le sang de guillotine
Pour guerir la secheresse de la guillotine

Blood, blood, blood, it wants blood
Shower the guillotine with drink. May the guillotine's thirst be quenched
What it wants is blood, blood, blood
L'enfant de la punition--

It wants blood.

A vision of eternal sunset. A girl whose beauty couldn't belong to anything less than an angel, even despite the ragged and tattered garb that clung tightly to her form. A guillotine, nestled upon a hill near the shore, blade glinting in the endless twilight. These were the staples of Marguerite's realm; a place that resided outside of reality itself, untouched by the flow of time and the duplicity of man alike. Her existence, cursed and forsaken from the very moment of her birth, followed not the laws of this world... for otherwise, how could one who had long since died still go on, immortalized in a sanctuary placed upon the very spot she'd met her demise?

But no longer did the girl with a voice like a siren's reside in the realm frozen in time.



"Where...?"

It was a soft, groggy whisper, barely audible even in the silent room. This... wasn't where she had been moments ago. Her mind felt hazy, her body heavy, and... where was Ren? Reaching up to gently clutch her head, the blonde peered around with palpable confusion, seeking answers that resided far out of reach. Eventually, she attained the sense to rise to her feet, emerald eyes innocently surveying the room. It was entirely unfamiliar to the girl, and she couldn't help but find her curiosity piqued by the sleeping form that lied not far off from her.

"...Hey," she greeted, her gentle voice like a song. She tip-toed over to the other bed, staring openly at the Hiiragi before her with unadulterated curiosity and a hint of something like fear. She couldn't feel anything dangerous from this girl- at least, not on the scale of what she'd only recently experienced for the first time; a density of souls so large and malevolent that it threatened to break her under its weight. So it likely would be safe to speak up... right? Maybe not, in hindsight. Anxiety clenched at her chest, and she took several steps back away from the bed she'd daringly approached. Maybe she'd get lucky, and her softspoken words wouldn't wake the other girl, after all. Clinging to that hope, she meandered the room as quietly as she could, carefully making her way through the room. She opened both of the dressers, inspecting their contents closely. One held unfamiliar clothes, but the other contained familiar uniforms. The same ones Ren and his friends wore. So maybe he was here after all? Surely that had to be the case.

Reassured by this development, if uneasy regarding the fact that he'd apparently left her alone, Marguerite carefully shut the drawers once more. If Ren wasn't here, she'd simply just... find him again. She could hear voices coming from the hall, imploring her to bolster her courage and venture out of this room. With a forced confidence to her stride despite the growing unease swirling within her chest, she went to open the door, taking a couple of hesitant steps out into the hall and meekly glancing over the crowd that had formed within it. She scanned it over, hoping to catch a glimpse of familiar blue hair, but... there was nothing. She tried to find the will to speak, to approach one of the individuals present in order to ask if they could help her find her friend, but just as she managed to take a couple of steps further into the hallway--

"K-kyaaaaah!"

The sound of a door being aggressively slammed open scared the poor, frightened girl out of her skin, causing her eyes to widen to the size of saucers as she frantically staggered backwards from the unexpected sound. She wound up falling flat on her behind, holding her arms up as though to shield herself from whatever had caused the bang. Fortunately for her, the chances of being attacked by a slammed door were actually pretty low, so she really could've stopped cowering at any moment and been fine. But, uh... she didn't.

...

Yeah, it didn't seem like she was moving from that position. Apparently Shinoa's display had spooked her good.

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[Miserable Alchemist]

Mono​

"I don't believe any of us have chosen to be here, if I'm hearing right," Mono gestured to the others around them. "So perhaps gathering us here to be an easy target is the intention of whoever runs this place. I would have faith in the safety of numbers, if not for the fact our captors felt comfortable enough putting us all here together, and opening the doors. But pride doth come before the fall, as they say."

After that, Mono paused for a moment before speaking again with a raised eyebrow.

"I do have to ask, what exactly is a 'terminator'? A robot though I may be, the descriptor of 'terminator' is probably not befitting a frail frame like my own. Given you describing me as such however, I do have to assume it is some kind of robot. Such a descriptor isn't flattering for a lady though, I must say."

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[themagnoliaofutah]

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Listening to the doctor speak, Louise was struck by the uncanny resemblance to similar ramblings she was occasionally accustomed to. "I - have a friend who slips through reality occasionally. He'd never... plan something like this. The Colonels very good natured, just - accident prone..." She trailed off into silence - she couldn't quite agree with the common longing for home - as much as she cared for her friends, she probably wouldn't be missed much, and being here was so much safer than the gauntlet of Mark's little adventures.

 

[Takumi98]

Pinkie Pie
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Pinkie bobbed her head multiple times to the white-haired male's words, smiling and saying cheerfully, "Exxxxactly!! Nobody has a smile! That's why we gotta create some! It's super duper hard to be happy in situations like this, and that's why smiling is super important! If we smile through the bad things that happen to anyone, we can lower the badness of being stuck with a million people! That's why we have to smile five-ever! That's even longer than for-ever."

Like the flash, a blond haired girl suddenly appeared before them, yelling at Pyramid Head as if he were the cause of all their problems. Pinkie knew that he looked different from them all, but why did the girl blame all the shadiness on him? The most that he's done so far is rip off elevator doors and give them a... pretty scary look. Pinkie had seen stranger things happen before, though, so it didn't affect her that much. It wasn't the name that the girl gave Pyramid Head or the way she was acting that really caught Pinkie's attention, but when she put up her brooch and called herself a guardian of something. That's when Pinkie knew what this was about...

"A game! Ooh! Ooh!" Pinkie took a place near the blond-haired female, putting her arm up as the girl had done before. "Never fear, everyone! Pinkie Pie is here! I am the guardian of parties and smiles, and I will defeat this youma! Pinkie Prism Power, Make Up!! Wait..." She looked at Pyramid Head, then the girl again, then asked, "Pyramid Head isn't a youma, silly! He's a Pyramid Head! Y'know, cause of his pyramid head!" She made a triangular motion with her arms around her head as to make a point, and then asked the question of, "Oh, by the way! What's a youma? And what's a 'Prism Power'? Oh, oh! And what's this game even about? It's fun, but I've never heard of it before!"​

"I don't quite agree," Atsushi's tone was quiet, almost solemn, "but if that's what helps you, then...just...keep in mind that this situation is odd, and making everyone happy is hard."

Smiling through the bad things sounded like putting on a mask. Anyone can mask their emotions behind a smile.

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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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Pinkie Pie's babbling to him and Usagi was ignored by the white haired young man as Atsushi watched with sharp eyes as Pyramid Head threatened Usagi. Despite what he said to Clementine only a few moments ago, Atsushi wouldn't be surprised if Pyramid Head tried to act on his threats sooner or later.

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"I don't quite agree," Atsushi's tone was quiet, almost solemn, "but if that's what helps you, then...just...keep in mind that this situation is odd, and making everyone happy is hard."

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.
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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.

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!"
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“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?”

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..."
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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."

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!"
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“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.“

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.
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Soon after making a new friend, Shinoa heard a voice coming from outside the door. Without waiting for her roommate’s opinion, she walked toward it. Unlike when Nana opened it and didn’t draw any attention earlier, Shinoa basically threw it open with full force, slamming it against the wall and causing a loud noise.

"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!?" ​