The Thieves' Museum (Open) - :) Easy to join for new members

Ginger , Minato, Lupin & Elizabeth

Minato blinked hearing Elizabeth's excitemnt. A part of him wanted to walk entirely away, at the same time he wanted to greet an old face. Someone he didn't expect to see so soon... Watching the two climb, he too geared himself to climb, making his way up after the two. After what seemed to be forever, he made his way to the top and pulled away from the ledge to prevent accidentally falling.

Elizabeth was excited for the three, backing away with a wide grin on her face. "Hello, hello!" She greeted, "I just got here myself, and herd voices. Well, actually" She crossed her arms, "I herd screaming, or was it falling?" She pondered unsure with her words. "Anyways!" She pushed the thought aside. "While things have clearly been well dead, some concerning things have come to the matter." She explained to the three. "I encountered a blondie, calls himself Jake not too long ago. He gave me a warning, that a serial killer is on the loose!" She sounded excited, perhaps too excited. "Jake chased him here when he lose him, and I thought I would help spread the word." She explained , walking around the room they were now in. "Said he has Silver hair, violet eyes." She began to recall his features as described. "Well dressed, almost like he had just gone to one of those really fancy parties." She crossed her arms again to think. "Something else.."

Minato had started listening to her speak, he wanted to speak too but she was in one of her, i'm taking moods, yet he listened. At the excitemnt over a killer he couldn't help but look away. This isn't good.. He keenly listend towards the features, at times looking at the expressions of his two companions. This I wasn't expecting at all. When she had finished talking more started thinking deeply, he spoke up, "Name?" He asked, still not recieving a response. She was clearly thinking.

Aizen, Serk, Kid, Akira

Serk looked away with a sly chuckle, "What sorts of things do you specialize in? I'm certain I can put you to good use." He smiled now in a calming manor. The two had placed things down, he smiled rushing over to the crates. Examing each box, he began to take random things out, "Okay.." He commented out loud, "Not much, but something is clearly better then nothing." He smiled.

Akira had backed away seeing the excited man. He turned his head over towards kid and whisered, "These two are the creepy bunch." He softly commented.

Serk blinked, "Aizen, would you happen to have the ability to summon puts, pans and or containers? I'd hate to pour out something to make room for something else unless it's a last resort." He grabbed a bunch of bottles, color coded little bottles containing syrups, powder, and in some leaves and nuts. "This should be sufficient, but I don't wanna overdose the lad either." He softly admitted. "But if you don't have anything of the sort, I'll do with what I have."

(I'm still figuring things out, but so far a lot has changed. I think I might change her form and restart her from the beginning.)

Auransky and mintedstar/fur:

Ginger, Minato, and Lupin
Ginger lifted a finger and pointed to himself. "That was the sound of falling," he commented. For the rest of Elizabeth's speech he listened closely, his easy-going exterior fading away to a more serious demeanor. He frowned after hearing there was a serial killer on the loose, and couldn't help but wonder what that meant for everyone in a place like this. "Silver hair, violet eyes, fancy clothes," he repeated under his breath. "Sounds like quite the gentleman," he remarked, sarcastic. "I'll keep both eyes out." He turned to Elizabeth with an expectant look after Minato's question.

Aizen, Akira, Kid, and Serk
Aizen couldn't help but chuckle a little at Serk's inquiry. "I am afraid my abilities are not of the summoning sort. They are of a more...destructive nature," he said. Of course he left the most important one out, it was not time to reveal it just yet. He held up a gloved finger, and a small red orb grew at the tip. It soon faded, and a bright blue one took its place for a few seconds. "A little sample," he explained. "Explosions, lightning, restraining, and some defensive. That is what I am capable of."

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<Raintalon>:

Ignis' eyes narrowed in thought. "A curious thought indeed," he murmured. He held his chin as he followed after Mei, inspecting everything that was laying about as they moved on. "I don't know about you, but I can't remember actually dying before I woke up here in that little room." He fell silent in a thoughtful pause, the hand that had been on his chin moving to smooth back his hair. "So, perhaps we would just reappear here? Since we require specific objects to leave it gives me the impression we have been bound here some how... or, we may just fade into nothing - though I hope that is not the case."

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Mint:
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"Oh! Just now? I was just looking through some stuff because I was curious," Henry answered, still smiling. He swayed a little on his feet, clutching his tome tightly to his chest. He tilted his head to one side and giggled. "What do you mean by dangerous? Swords, axes, explosions? Heehee, that would be a blast! The danger just makes it more fun!" One of his fingers tapped lightly against the book and he glanced around the room. "Say, I've never heard of a museum before... Is this what they all look like? Because this reminds me more of the storage tent back in camp," he wondered.

"That's ..." said Sally. "Not advised. Really. There are things ..." And then he kept talking and seemed to find the idea that things were dangers very exciting. Oh no. Not one of these people. These were the sorts of people that blew up the Alchemist Guild. Who all happened to be Alchemist, but somehow she thought this one would just explode things to see the shrapnel fly. 
"It is more like a storage room," she admitted, sticking with the safer subject and the mental promise to keep an eye on this guy. "If you squint and use your imagination, maybe it was a museum a long time ago?" She pointed at a case positioned on one of the walls, for example.

Receiving a demonstration of Aizen's power, Serk couldn't help but raise a brow in curiosity. "Oh dear, I fear those who are fated to meet you in battle." He looked off to the side in thought. He now walked around the room picking up bottles, and bags he found within the boxes. As he continued walking around he started opening bottles and bags, mixing liquids and herbs around in such a casual way. "Fortunately for me, I'm not a fighter." He commented calmly, "Rather more of a traveler." He spoke prepping things here and there, emptying some bottles entirely , while mixing and matching.

Akira blinked looking over at Kid. "These two are really different." He softly commented. "Makes me wonder if they'll grow to hate each other later." He was being blunt, this was something he could relate too in terms of hate and distaste. Personal experience so to say. Overall, he leaned against the wall now, all they could do is wait really. "As long as we don't blow up the person in the capsule we should be fine." He softly added.



Elizabeth tapped the side of her cheek, trying to recall the name. She stood up and began to walk around aimlessly as the three clearly were keeping their gaze on her.

"You don't remember.." Minato shrugged, giving up on the response. He knew this attendant, it's not that she didn't remember; it's that she probably wasn't listening. "Overall, Silve rhair and nicely dressed." He turned his attention to Ginger, "I agree a nicely dressed individual. Perhaps a thief or an individual with a reputation." He frowned. "I spent my life fighting monsters that come from the conscious of others. I fought some people, but they too fought with demons themselves. This...however." He paused to look up in a shrug. "This is completely different."

Elizabeth looked over to Lupin, "I haven't seen this murderer myself." She emphasized. "A fella earlier just passed the warning as we crossed paths. Said the man in question is wanted on a numerous amounts of cases, for a good long period of time." She crossed her arms now, tilting her head up. "He didn't mention anything that this place carries to reveal him, however. Not because the guy had an answer, but because he was looking for something to find that solution." She replied, "as soon as he finds something that will help, he will let as many people know." She added. "He did have a friend though!" She seemed excited, "It was a grim reaper!" her voice lit up, only to die down as she looked over at Minato who was now turning away. "A grim reaper-like the one that..." She trailed off. "Oh i'm sorry.." She stopped herself, realizing what she was saying.

Minato walked away now, "Don't worry about it Elizabeth." He assured. "I'm over it." He softly replied, seeing her worried expression. "Just, try to see what you can do to help us in our time of need." He asked, walking off towards the other end of the room, it led to another hall; just like every other room in this massive place.

Elizabeth nodded, silently her excitement dying down. The young man's assurance certainly didn't die in reassurance. "R-Right.." She softly replied, walking back over to the edge, and sat down; her feet hanging over the edge. "The murderer is said to be a calm approacher, and at other times a direct approacher. Reasons unknwon, perhaps for pleasure?" She commented to the other two, looking down towards the clouds; the place the three had climbed up prior.


*Screenname: ShiningDiamond
*Name: Grima (Formally, Robin)
*Where they are from: Fire Emblem Awakening
Gender: Male
Age: Physically early 20's: Spiritually a good thousand or so something years. (Whenenver Fire Emblem Echoes took place!)
Headcannons (if any): Grima's human apperance is that of Male Robin's. A young man with silver loose wavy hair, and red blood lust eyes. He wears his tacticians robe, but at times there will be a visible purple aura emitting from his body. When summoning Grima, the dragon is massive, a centipede like monster with six bloodshot eyes, and six wings, horns, and a long tail.
Powers (if any): As a mage he can use Fire, Lightning, & Thunder if in possession of a tomb. Another tomb he possess is called Grima's Truth, a tomb that shoots a dark shot of energy similar to other elemental tombs. In other instances he summons Grima, which uses Expiration, which is a large ball of fell breath or dark spikes rising from the ground to strike the target. (Large fireball of death). He can walk, but normally glides around.
*Tell me. Are we alive? (The code word. Read the rules.): We're dead
*Path Chosen (If you don't understand look through the choices in the intro): Path 1, moving on
Group player or single player?: Single Player
Greatest enemy (**only required if you chose option 2):
Other: Alternative timeline from Robin failing to fight his inner demons.
*Starting Role-Play post(everyone start out in their rooms):

The room was too bright to Grima's amusement, he took his time to adjust to the lighting. His head throbbing as he struggled to slowly sit up. I-I feel like I was hit by- He stopped, he couldn't finish his sentence because the word wouldn't come to mind. How frustrating...
He sat up eventually, looking around the empty room, to find nothing more then a nighstand and a piece of paper. He picked up the piece of paper and read it, "T-Tch who wants to die?" He stated in a rather prideful and amused tone. He didn't read the paper entirely, his eyes glued to the door as his hand unknowlingly began to mark on the paper in blood, yes he cut his finger to mark in. It was the tactician, using his will the briefly manipulate the situation while the fell dragon took no notice.
And no notice did he take, as the man stood up, placing the paper away in his pocket, not aware that he had marked on it. In silence he made his way out the door into the empty and long hall. "Hmm.." He softly observed, taking another step forward only to fall to his knees. His head was throbbing again, he placed his hands over his head grunting in disgust, "Rrrrrrrr..." He shut his eyes tightly to the pain. After what felt forever, the pain was tolerable, he stood up once again to observe the empty hall. "Tch.." he stated unamused. Was this another game? By who? The scientist? Naga? The exalt? No matter-wait... ??? There was holes in between each thought. Everytime he tried to recall something it was met half way or full of thoughts. "W-What..where? Where am I?" he started to speak with uncertainty.

Kuragehime )

“I don’t think fading away would be the worst possible thing,” said Misaki quietly, squatting down to run her finger along the floor. Dusty...they were the first people who had been in here for a while. “Sometimes coming back to life can be worse.”
She straightened up, frustrated as she failed to find anything of import once again. “This is going to take a long time, if we have to search the museum room by room,” she pointed out, with a small sigh. She wasn’t sure she had a suggestion for how to fix this problem - it was just an expression of impatience.

Ahhh I need to respond to this! First it was vacation and my laptop not connecting to wifi, then my computer died when I got home x_x I shall have replies up tomorrow!]]

Also I think I still have Okabe running around confused somewhere]]
And perhaps Robin... She was supposed to run into someone else's character but that was a while back and she hasn't yet]]

mintedstar/fur Kuragehime

Ginger, Lupin Minato & Elizabeth

Elizabeth stood with her feet together, and hands gripped together. She bowed towards the three. "I apologize for not being able to further assist." She replied in shame. "I was very excited in the moment, that every other detail slipped. I truly am sorry." She regretted the outcome.

Minato wasn't sure how to reply. A part of him wanted to scold the attendant, another part of him wanted to shrug it off as if it were another Tuesday. Instead he walked over to the attendant and reached out for her shoulder. He bent down to meet her eye to eye. "Thank you for your assistance." He softly spoke, with a minor smile. It was gratitude, and appreciation. While they did not get all the information he was hoping for, they did get something. That was really better then nothing.

Seeing her guest reach out, her eyes widened. It was a refreshing and warming moment. Something that she may never see again. Something so long and yet so recent. She fell silent. After a brief silence, she had a grin forming and expanding. Then... she exploded with joy, jumping back with her hands reaching for what should be the sun. "YES! HE SMILED!" She screamed loudly into the air. "I GOT HIM TO SMILE, TAKE THAT LITTLE SISTER, OLDER SISTER AND POOR LITTLE BROTHER!" She cried out in excitement. She performed a happy dance to celebrate.

Minato took thee steps back with regret all over his face. He facepalmed in disbelief, for falling for such a trick. How cruel... He was wishing he could revert what had just happened. Too bad Persona's couldn't time travel. Otherwise he would. 

Elizabeth died down, straightening her dress. "Overall, just stay weary of someone with silver hair." She warned. That description was vaugue, but what was the likeyhood of finding someone with silver hair in a place like this?


"I see, I see." Serk couldn't help but lean back to provide Aizen with his fullest attention. In one hand he held a bag of powder. In the other, a vile which he stirred very closely towards his face. Had he leaned any further back, he could probably do a handstand for amusement. Standing upright once more, he approached the capsule to take another keen look, his fascinated violet eyes watching what appeared to be a brush struck across the body. This is an artists dream for sure,unfortunately it's not mine He turned once more, now adding some powder with the vile. "If you'd like, I'd be willing to exchange some tips. Perhaps it seems trivial, or barbaric but i'm certain something can be further improved for your benefits." He couldn't help but smile, taking another step towards the stacks of boxes. Once there he placed the empty bag down, then snatched a small bottle that had already been mixed around by other knickknacks. Taking the vile, he carefully inserted the liquid from the vile into the bottle. Seeing the reaction, he began to mix it around, his index finger tapping along the bottle's edge, accidentally cutting himself in the process. It was minor, a small cut rarely noticed, but a smudge of it eventually got into the bottle as well. Given his immediate healing abilities, the small cut was instantly mended, as if nothing had happened. He kept a rather calm expression despite the minor hiccup, since he had gotten way too excited in something he enjoyed most. He continued mixing the bottle a tad more, at least until the combining forces within the substance died down. "And with that, we should be ready to apply it to our little friend." He nodded now, taking a step once more towards the capsule. Indeed the glass was a problem, but physical barriers were nothing more then a materialistic issue.

Akira blinked, he had somewhat zoned out during the ordeal. Yes Aizen and this new fella together had him on the edge, but eventually it was just kinda flying past him. Seeing whatever, was done, he turned his attention to the self declared miracle worker. Then the capsule brought him back to reality, or a form of reality. He crossed his arms shaking his head, "And how are we going to get it past the glass?" He raised a brow. "We can't physically break it without hurting the person inside." He reasoned. The other man was already smiling confidently. Did he think of that too?

Auransky Kuragehime

Ginger, Lupin Minato & Elizabeth

"I am not exactly that strong without this form either," admitted Lupin to Ginger tightly. It looked like he didn't like sharing very much. His wings hunched, pulling closer to his body. They were slightly more awkward for walking around, but he also felt safer with that and the other baggage that came with them. Someone with silver hair probably wasn't going to be that common, but who knew how many people were in this place.
"Thanks," he said to Elizabeth. "We'll keep an eye out." And hopefully wouldn't find anyone. They were still exploring this side ... room or whatever it was. The beach stretched below them, still glassy and still. And the clouds could apparently hold their weight. "I don't have much of a mind to go hunting down anyone. Hopefully with how large this place is that guy will never run into anyone to hurt." A useless hope. It worked the other way too. If the silver haired person found someone it just made it so much harder to help. "So, I vote continuing." But he looked to Minato and Ginger for the actual answer. That was just his opinion. He was very used to it being over-ruled.

Auransky Kuragehime
Aizen, Kid, Akira, Myrnin & Serk
It seemed like Akira wasn't yet totally unnerved about all of this. And though Aizen had given an explanation that put Kid at some ease again, all this wasn't making him the most comfortable. But maybe it was just because he and Serk were messing with things they didn't completely know the reason for. 
"Just ... do what you think is best," he said. Inwardly, he felt just a bit helpless. All he'd done was fetch and carry for these two. Did Akira feel this much like he wasn't helping at all?
Within the protective barrier, the man still seemed to slowly be healing. For the most part, the twisting black shadows that had been centered around the place between his chest and abdomen were gone, with the occasional flicker of them along the clothing or skin. He was still, however, completely comatose. Dead to the world, or perhaps just dead.

(( I'm back from Vacation, ish lol))
((But yea, I should haven some characters open to start something or more. ))
(( Kuragehime reply. so we can hurt a poor lifeless body!))

((I'll post several, take your pic.))

Rudy had found a usable wagon sometime back, and with the room full of junk, having been renovated by yours truly, he was now just looking for usable parts to fix the wagon itself. He may be young, but thankfully his father a handyman , has dragged him along for many projets. Never thought any of my dad's lessons would come to use.. He rolled his eyes at the thought. He was also looking for bigger chalk boards, as he upsettingly discovered that he couldn't travel out of the museum with it, but he could travel in between each chalkboard placed somewhere. That now brings the question, if i'm going to find a chalkboard big enough to fit a person... He sighed at the thought, then pressed on with the wagon.

Lelouch walked through the halls with a notebook at hand. He would stop at corridors to take a look at his surroundings, then jot it down. It was a military tactic, but it was his best bet right now to finding essentials should the situation need it. Staring at his writing he couldn't help but shrug in disbelief. Even in death, i'm acting as if i'm in war... He should his head, finishing his notes, before proceeding on through the next hall.

Grima hovered through the halls, curious as to why everything was just there. Scattered, and not making any sense. It did not matter to it, but it did matter to the tactition within. It stopped in a corridor, looking in various directions, earlier the fell dragon was blowing holes through the walls, but each hole lead to another room or another hall. It did not matter too much, but sharing thoughts with the man, was the only reason such minor matters were crossing its mind. "Tch.." Grima proceeded down another hall. It didn't matter how far or how long it was here, it just wanted to shut the damn'd tactition.

Rudy jumped as he had his back turned the entire time. He was so focused on inspecting the wagon, that he had not herd anyone walk in. Secondly, he hadn't finished making the manual signal that would alert him when someone walked in. I should really finish that He turned with hesitation almost raising his hands up in the air like the cop movies, and yet it all died when he saw Conan. Another kid?! The elementary student blinked. "I'm Rudy." He replied resting his hands by his side, "Have you by any chance seen big chalkboards?" He asked now, more determined with that question, then a returning, 'who are you.'

The awkward silence provided time for Rudy to process his own question. Given the other boy's expression, it was now plainly obvious that such a question would confuse anyone out of the blue. Finally with the sound of vocals he couldn't help but lean slightly forward, only to shrug with a slow nod as the other boy provided the bad news. "That's okay, such a place is hard to find exactly what you are looking for." He approached the wagon now, to pull out a small chalkboard. "Well, it's kinda a long story but i'll try to keep it brief." He pulled out a chalk from his pocket. "So where i'm from, there is this place called chalkzone. You can enter chalkzone by having a chalk from the world within. If you open a portal big enough, you can go into chalkzone which is a massive world. You can also use Chalkzone to go around the world, so like if I wanted to go to New York, I can do that through Chalkzone. I'd just need to know which city in chalkzone will lead me to New York." He paused to tap of the chalkboard then proceeded to draw a circle which illuminated. After the light had faded out, there was a blue sky seen with chalk scribbled clouds. "Depending on where I point the chalkboard, I can see and most likely enter from there. In this case, if I go in from where i'm holding it, I would free fall through the sky." He paused to place the chalkboard down. "However, in this museum for some reason all the exits to the real world are blocked off." He frowned now. "The exits lead to different parts of this musuem." He couldn't help but snap his fingers, "But my friend snap came up with an idea! If we can only travel within the musuem, then maybe we can set chalkboards in different areas, so we can travel faster within this place. The only issue with that, is that we would need chalkboards big enough for people to go through. It would help when further mapping this place, or trying to get back after an incident occurs or anything else of the sort."