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etrayamemes2025-01-02 03:19 pm
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TDM 006
 ⏵ arrival ⏴ Arrival is absolutely not normal this month. Instead of a hospital bed, you wake in a tunnel with a large group of other people. These are the residents. A woman’s voice in an earpiece hurriedly clues you in with an apology. I apologize; I had not planned to introduce you this way, but we are low on time. Please proceed down the hallway. For everyone else, coming in is much the same. The instruction goes out to head to designated areas immediately, where companion bots will escort the residents of Etraya down into the depths, the area beneath where much the same is explained.  ⏵ disrobing ⏴ The tunnel eventually opens directly into the foreroom of an expansive library, painted in marvelous hues and patterns with skylights far above. There are wizards milling about, bearded and holding tomes, quietly chatting amongst themselves. The reception area of the library has tall ceilings with equally tall doors Before you get too caught up in the scenery, a voice directs you forward. A gentleman, hunched and bespeckled craws out. "Make a line! Make a line, everyone! You cannot enter the library dressed as you are... Come forward and give me your name." The receptionist asks your given name and then hands over a box from underneath his counter. You can give him any name you want, he doesn’t seem to mind. It is tied with a tagged ribbon- labeling it accordingly. “The _____ robe of _______.”
As you read what the contents of the box may be, they form inside- Looking and behaving as your character expects them to. After all, magic is all in the wielder’s mind. Don your robes and enter the library.  ⏵ unfamiliar familiars ⏴ For those without a familiar (like one hatched from an egg not too long ago) you may borrow one from the library counter. They all have strengths and weaknesses, but they will all assist in the very important mission. As you roam the library, they will make little indications that you are closer or further from finding a piece of the pearl.
 ⏵ the task at hand ⏴ With robes donned and creature in hand, you must now complete your mission. Find the pieces of the shattered pearl. As you enter the library, you may notice that it’s all very dim. There’s oil lamps around the place that may be moved with you to assist in your journey if your robes do not already emit light. Break off and search the library. There is a directory at the front to point guests to all the different sections.
Each section looks enough like the last, though the books within have immense power. Pick up the wrong book, and you might conjure a dragon or a historical figure! You must persist and avoid making too much noise or breaking too many things. Or else the Librarian, a tall mass of knotted fabric will confiscate your robe and usher you back outside. Your name will be struck from the list, and you must pick a new one to re-enter the library to continue the search. You can try to fight back against him- he may be set alight with the lamp. But should you be starting fires in here? Any thread with 15 comments between you and another may be submitted to find a piece of the pearl. There are 20 pieces altogether, and we will determine if the mission was successful by March 28th. A post will go live on the OOC comm for this! This mission occurs out of time, similar to how the spaceship had. Meaning, those currently in game can experience these events any time between now, and March 14th. Please direct all questions to our mod queries comment! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Let's go there, then we can... see what else we can do? Do you wanna try and leave the library? I don't know if we get to leave after finding a piece, or if we have to stay until they're all found.
...You're new, right? Maybe? What do you want to do?
[ Not, "You're the adult", sir. But Gorgug will be nice to the person who's potentially on his first mission. Unless Gorgug's just never seen the guy before... ]
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[ Is it all just interconnected to another part? Would he be able to see the sky? Would it be a sky that's not just an utter black void? Thinking about it, he isn't sure he would want to look up. ]
Yes. [ A "yes" is good for one of those answers! ] ... let's return the broken piece... that's what we were asked to do... anyway.
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Okay, we can see what happens. [ ...he doesn't know if that was a yes to being new, but Gorgug also doesn't care that much.
And he's about to move, but doesn't, staring at the pearl and...thinking...
... is he forgetting something...? ]
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[ Henry starts to walk but stops.
It seems like he's the only one who is moving. The little rat is still perched happily on his shoulder so, there's that, at least, but -- ]
... everything okay?
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...Yeah, yeah-- [ He looks over at Henry, about to take a step--
And he stops, with that leg out. ]
--the toad. [ Oh. Yeah. That!! ] My toad--disappeared.
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[ What? ]
That's -- not good.
[ He stares at the very flat corpse from a book. ]
-- you don't think -- could it be?
[ Henry doesn't like the idea but he'd hate for the frog to be in trouble so -- it may be time to dig around a body. ]
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...Maybe, [ he says, even though he doesn't like the prospect of searching. But; ] ...do we tear it apart?
[ Rip around the stomach? See if they find a poor, flat toad image inside? ]
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[ He kneels to the corpse and on the inside, he is very upset about the prospect of digging through a body. Digging through ghosts was probably as bad if he's honest. Despite the name, they felt very real and fleshy and rotten.
Staring at the body, he looks up. ]
I can do it. [ Gorgug's younger than him and shouldn't have to dig through a dead body. ]
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Are you sure? Wh-what if he's digested? What if he's paper too? What if it's too late?
[ H-henry! You don't have to do it!
(Even if all of the contents are going to be somehow slimy, wet and red gooey paper once Henry digs inside.) ]
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[ Henry has a much different energy level than his companion. While he feels the spike of anxiety and nervousness (and nausea), his voice doesn't change much in its usual tone or manner of speech. He doesn't even speak just a little faster.
Kneeling, he closes his eyes for a brief second before he starts literally digging in. Ew. ]
... yeah. [ It feels weird not saying anything as he digs, but also feels weird now that he said something while he's digging. So, he goes back to silence. ]
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[ The stakes are too high! And if it would help at all, Gorgug puts his hands up in front of his face, after pocketing the broken pearl piece into his pocket. And turns his head, eyes closed, getting rid of the need for his hands to be up. His imagination might be doing worst for what's going on than what's taking place...
Then again, for as flat as the paper body in, it is sticky, slimy, though it can't be called warm. But as long as Henry looks, there isn't anything to be found. His fingers will bump into things, but they'll turn out to be paper representations of organs--stomach, kidneys, a gallbladder. If Henry starts to actually try to pull things out.
As for Gorgug? He's sneaking looks back. Opening a gap between his fingers, looking with a grimace that turns him back away. ]
Is it in there? T-that sounds really gross...
[ Slimy wet paper usually does have a weird sound... ]
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[ If he wasn't the one digging, he also wouldn't want to watch what he's doing. He tosses pieces of something to the side as he keeps going about his work. That poor frog -- it would be sad if something happened to it. Henry focuses on that singular thought rather than focusing on what he's feeling and what he's doing. He does his best to narrow his thoughts on how unfortunate it would be if something happened to that frog.
Splat, splat, splat.
He sits back, deciding not to stare at his hands, and looks towards Gorgug instead. ]
I can't find him...
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But Gorgug doesn't say anything before Henry does. He hears the other man move, keeps his eyes decidedly on him when he looks than letting them stray. Spots the colour on Henry's hands, and grimaces more. ]
...it's okay. I'll tell the front...he went down a hero. You're a hero, too. [ It's said so sincerely... this is what happens when one looks at someone as Handsome as Henry for even a second! ] Thank you for trying. Really.
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[ He isn't sure what to do with his hands, but he lightly pats the scraps of paper in a memorial to the frog that was lost. It seems better than touching Gorgug, anyway.
Turning his hands over, he looks down at his palms. His hands feel gross, but at least, the odd corpse doesn't have too much of a smell to it. Maybe wet paper? It's better than something rotting, which he's too familiar with at this point. ]
You're welcome. I'm glad you're okay, too.
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I'm just glad we didn't have to do anything crazy, like get sucked up in a book or fight a horde of monsters. This was kinda easy-- you know, compared to what it could be. It was still gross.
[ He pulls out a drinking bottle of water, looking at Henry. ]
Do you want to-- wash your hands?
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[ Henry can only quietly agree that it could have been much worse. His eyes shake for a moment, trembling at how bad it could have been, before he blinks. Lifting his chin, he glances around mutely. The beauty of the library calms him - even in the dim light, it still is prettier than what's already been experienced.
He turns his head slightly toward him. ]
It'll -- it's gross but -- the pearl's important so we should do that first. Probably.
[ And that's drinking water! Gorgug should drink that! If he's thirsty! ]
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[ Gorgug is convincing himself on the spot...!! And if that's the route Henry wants to go, they can continue back down the way they came...
....and they can find a big fat toad sitting on the book the criminal out from that it jumped on in the first place. unharmed. :) ]
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[ It's fine.
He remembers blood being all over his hands before. This isn't quite like it, but the feeling is similar. It's an odd sticky, uncomfortable feeling. Yet when the dream ended, everything was clean. Will that happen when the dreamer wakes? But if no one's dreaming, yeah, he probably should go wash his hands.
So, they continue down the path they went - and come across the fat toad sitting on the book. He stares at it blankly. Turning his head back, he glances over his shoulder; the darkness has swallowed up the body he dug through.
He sighs. ]
Glad you're okay...
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And Gorgug just stares at it, confused--maybe even defeated? He's too dazed to look back, and he's not sure that he even wants to pick it up, or do anything with it.
Except, after gawking stupidly long enough: ]
He dug through hell for you. Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't you find us?
[ The toad is sitting there, unresponsive. Unfazed. It is a toad. It does not care.
Gorgug looks at Henry, voice hushing. ]
You wanna leave it? We can leave it. We can still lose it.
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His hands feel gross; he turns them over to look at his palms then immediately regrets doing so. He holds them down at his sides instead - no, he doesn't need to look at the mess that they still are.
Henry involuntarily flexes and flicks his fingers. ]
No... it's okay. I'm just glad he's all right.
[ And anyway -- ] He's your familiar... your friend, right?
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[ Said with no love. But also, it's true. A friend? That's a bretrayer. A betrayer of half-orcs.
But, Henry doesn't want to leave it, so Gorgug is...shuffling up to it. Slowly. ]
I'll take it back... and tell them it's busted. It didn't help us at all.
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[ He stares at the frog and offers a small shrug. (Sorry). ]
That ... seems fair.
[ Maybe Gorgug can get a familiar that will help him going forward. That would be nice. He wonders if his familiar is going to keep helping him -- it seems more like an accessory than one that he is giving much thought. That probably isn't polite to do. ]
Okay... we might need one for the future... I don't know.
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You want to keep looking for bits of the stone? [ Gorgug will pick up the toad with a single hand, kinda over being nice about it. And he is going to keep holding it like this. Like a crane hand holding a toad.
Broken stone in one hand, toad in the other. ]
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[ It's rare that he's asked if they can stop doing the thing they're asked to do; he isn't used to it, but appreciates being given the option. Will it matter? Who's to say? He just would like not having to do anything like this for awhile.
Henry probably would just sit outside and wait to hear good news, or not, and chat up his familiar. Just kidding. He'll sit in uncomfortable silence staring off into the middle distance, if given the chance. ]
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And nobody told Gorgug they aren't allowed to stop. Even so: ]
There's, like, a hundred people from Etraya. And if you're new, there's gotta be other new people. [ He looks at the pieces he's holding already. ]
If most of the pieces are around the same size as this, it's... it can't be that big. Maybe around-- 15, 20-- 25? If we're lucky.
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