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

He who sssstole you. The king of theivesss is near. Go with your allies, they need your aid. That theive will not devide us. The diamond snake warned Hannah warily as it started shine less brightly than before almost as its energy had been diminished. "That was kind of a waste of time. Not that helpful but better than nothing." Windsinger shrugged nonchalantly for the snake had turnes back into a statue in its spot as if nothing had ever occured.

(Please do, Hime. I couldn't think of a way to have Sable talk with one of them anyway.)

The dragon seemed to consider, than, without warning, it turned and shot off, over the pile of items. "Item yoooou loook fooor is near," came the last of its reply. "Oooonly help I give."
Kid frowned after it. Both of them where looking for Sable's Life, but they didn't know what it looked like or how to activate it. So, that was pretty useless information.
"Wonder why it left in such a rush," the thief said. "Think anyone else is around that it saw or heard?"

Quick question: Is there more than one Sable's Life, or does it "regenerate"? Like, if a single player person found it, would all the rest of the characters also searching for it be doomed forever? Or if a group found it, would all the single players be stuck?]]

Aizen turned to watch the dragon fly off and thoughtfully stared after it for a while after it could no longer be seen. At last he turned to face Kid, his cool composure returning. "This is only a conjecture, but is there a chance Sable was the reason it fled so quickly?" he suggested. He fell silent, reaching his senses out to see if anyone was nearby. After what happened with his defensive spell it was questionable whether it would work or not, but he needed answers. A few faint presences registered in his mind, but none were strong enough to accurately pinpoint. "There are a few individuals nearby," he said.

I have Okabe open~ He's somewhere in the museum xD]]

Any are fine, really~ Okabe's a bit... eccentric and ridiculous, so whichever you think would fit best xD]]

Ok xD]]

Okabe had been shuffling through the hallway, hunched over with an expression of deep thought on his face. However he straightened up when he heard someone calling to him. He jumped, the call had startled him slightly. For a moment he thought it was Sable again but once he saw Dipper that thought was quickly pushed away. "Aha! Finally I stumble upon another person I can actually see!" he called out, a wide grin on his face.

Okabe gave a low chuckle and shook his head. "No, he was not... unless that is what Sable looks like, but I doubt that," he replied, taking a few steps closer to Dipper. He whisked his phone out from his pocket and held it out. "He spoke to me through this, which was strange, because it was off when he started." He turned his head away slightly, scratching at his chin. "Only an agent of the Organization could pull off such a thing... just as I thought," he murmured, mostly to himself.

Same (except for the birthday part tho mine's on Thursday) lol]]
Happy birthday!]]

Okabe took to following Dipper down the hall, then took a few steps past him when he stopped. He shook his head again. "No, like I said, you are the first person I have seen since waking up here. Were you even listening?" he answered, momentarily pointing an accusatory finger at Dipper. He then spun back around and raised his arms in a shrug. "I did hear some voices in another room earlier, but I haven't run into them yet."

(*mumbles something about birthdays and presents as she walks through the thread* Be back later today. I'm pretty busy today, but I'll probably get on in the evening.)

"Basically. And... what do mean by 'my world'?" Quote asked. It probably meant alternate dimensions, based on the context, but it was difficult to wrap his head around. Then again, perhaps dying brought everyone to the same place. Death is a rather odd thing... I guess this is some kind of afterlife? But what happens if you don't escape? Too many questions, not enough answers.

Okabe shrugged again. "It's supposedly a museum," he answered, rather normally for once. He was still in the mentality that this whole thing was a silly game, and that he wasn't actually dead. His gaze moved from the hallway to Dipper and shook his head slightly. "Don't worry, you are not alone in feeling that way," he said, almost patronizingly. "I must return to my lab as soon as I can. Ah, my lab members must be beside themselves with grief right now," he added dramatically.

SOrry for the late reply!]]

"Your worst enemy, huh?" Okabe repeated quietly. He wondered if his own worst enemy was here, and then wondered if he had a worst enemy. "Of course, it is always best to work with a team," he then said louder, he'd learned that lesson the hard way. He took two steps before stopping again and pointing another finger at Dipper. "However! Before we gon any further I must ask an important question. Young man, what is your name?"

(Oh, no sweat! I can be really bad about replying in a timely manner as well!)

"Oh!" He jumped a little. "Can't believe I didn't even introduce myself. My name is Dipper Pines." He held out a hand cordially.