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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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Which is to say that he's immediately looking horrified again, expression stricken as he casts a quick look around and then up as though a spaceship might do that very same thing again. Wh-what the fuck? Killer clowns? A giant spider? For all its eeriness, The City hadn't exactly had shit like that. ]
What's wrong with this place?! [ He asks in a hushed whisper, like he's afraid of being overhead by a looming killer clown. (Had they actually killed anyone?? This is horrible!) ]
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It's okay, it's okay! We handled it! As long as we all stick together, we'll get through it. There's a lot of people here who will totally protect you if you need it. Totally my bad; I shouldn't have thrown so many curveballs at you at once.
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Peter's eyes keep sweeping around the place, peering anxiously through the dim lighting of the shelves, still half-expecting a giant spider leg or a clown nose to come poking around the corner..... But hearing there are lots of people around who would protect him does help a lot, and finally he looks back over to the superhero, running both hands up and over his face to steady himself. ]
Man, do you ever just— wish you actually were losing your mind? At least then it'd be better than all the crazy shit being real.
[ He doesn't mean that. Something in him flinches away from the concept as soon as he says it, but he has to at least cling onto the thought, pretend like it'd be better. ]
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Spider-Man sighs, though his tone is optimistic.]
Maybe sometimes. But it's good to keep your head clear and deal with what's real. [He leans in a little, as if this is just a small pow-wow between two people, no one else allowed.] You're not crazy. And you're among good company, because plenty of us worried about that in the beginning.
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But just hearing someone offer some kind of reassurance... means something. Means a lot. Sometimes it's hard for him to accept such things, to let himself lean on them. Especially from a stranger, because strangers are, by default, Potential Threats. This guy seems different. There's the whole superhero thing, and maybe that's all kind of wild and crazy in itself, but... it's also kind of nice.
Peter finds himself giving a soft breath, an exhale of pent-up tension. 'You're not crazy.' ]
Thanks. It's good to know I'm not the only one.
[ He manages a little smile. ]
And thanks for all the help. I promise I'm not always this wigged out. [ Just sometimes! Most of the time! He shakes his head at himself before a belated introduction comes. ] I'm Peter, by the way.
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Spidey works too.
[He holds out a gloved hand, because introductions involve polite handshakes.]
How about you stick with me until you're a little less wigged out?
I'd be happy for the company.
[They can enjoy digging around and not panicking over the state of their very weird lives! Win-win situation!]
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This is all pretty insane, but that's honestly nothing new by now?? Just. Different levels of insane. Peter nods again, relieved, and sticks out a hand to shake the other young man's. ]
That honestly sounds great. Thanks, man.
[ He means it — he could use a friendly face (mask) while he works out what the hell he's supposed to do here. Probably not the worst thing in the world to have a superhero on your side! ]