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Post by mintedstar/fur on Nov 30, 2017 1:36:03 GMT -5
<Raintalon> brokenTo Roxie, Sytry raised a hand and sort of waved. It was a hesitant one, as they squinted at Roxie's mask, unsure why this apparently human woman was wearing it. Apparently human, was the word that was running through the demon's head. "Sytry," they greeted. Sytry hadn't known what Yosano meant by 'ability-users', but they didn't ask. Figuring that might get in the way of the assumption that they weren't human. "So," they asked, addressing Yosano, placing one white, healed shoe on the basket with the tiger cub statue shifting around inside. They didn't want it getting out just yet. "You believe this is caused by an ability-user? Does that mean you are going to try and arrest them? Sable?" The demon's eyes flickered to Roxie, to see if she knew more than this Yosano person.
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Post by Kuragehime on Nov 30, 2017 4:28:48 GMT -5
broken and mintedstar/fur : Okabe stopped mid-climb and looked at Asuramaru. "How would you know how terrible it i-- I mean, if it's terrible or not?" he retorted, tripping over his words, and resumed his scrambling. "We... may be a bit low on funds most of the time but that has never stopped us!" Something by his feet caught his eye and he reached down to grab it, thinking it would be a useful part. All he ended up with was a nice little shock to his fingers. He jumped, jerking his hand back and nearly tumbling over. "As I was saying, the Future Gadget Lab is the opposite of terrible." His name is Ginger, from a manga called Kigurumi Guardians (he's also my avvie pic)]]
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Post by <Raintalon> on Nov 30, 2017 8:22:17 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur broken ) “Sable,” repeated Yosano, glancing up at the demon girl. Apparently, that was the name of the voice who had spoken to her earlier. “Yes, If Sable is responsible for all this, as I suspect, I’m going to try and arrest them. But my first priority is finding some way for us to get out of here.” She paused, looking between Sytry and Roxie. She was glad they seemed to trust her so far - that just made things easier. And safer, since they were less likely to go running off on her. “Roxie, if you don’t mind, how long do you think you’ve been trapped here? I’m trying to put together a timeline - it might help the Agency profile Sable once I get out of here.”
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Post by broken on Nov 30, 2017 14:52:27 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur & <Raintalon>Roxie dipped her head slightly as the demon introduced themself, then she looked around the room from where she stood as they talked. Then, as a question was addressed to her, her red eyes fell on the group again. "I've been here for quite some time. I was with another group, but they're gone now. Also, I doubt you'll be able to arrest Sable. From what I've heard, Sable isn't actually a living thing. They are just an entity that exists in hologram form. It's very complicated."
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Post by broken on Nov 30, 2017 16:56:45 GMT -5
Kuragehime & mintedstar/furAsuramaru leaned forward a little bit as the scientist began speaking, then rolled his eyes again as he stood at the bottom of the pile of junk. "Well I don't understand how this organization of yours is still succeeding. Because you invent useless things that won't ever work," he muttered. The demon then stared after them, mostly at the vampire. "And I'm only trying to persuade you not to join his organization. You'll be disappointed. Then again, I really don't care about what you do." Finally, the demon slowly began climbing the pile that the other two were. "Besides that, can we get back to looking for things for this explosive?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Nov 30, 2017 17:07:03 GMT -5
Yosano turned her attention fully to Roxie now, interest piqued. She’d said ‘just an entity that exists in hologram form” as if holographic beings were something you might encounter in your daily life, which was a bit odd, but she was more interested in any information this new girl might have about Sable. “A hologram? What makes you say that?”
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Post by broken on Nov 30, 2017 17:49:07 GMT -5
(I'm sorry if these are short replies)
Roxie blinked a few times at her, not too sure what to say about the question. "Well that the only way that Sable showed themself to me. It was in holographic form," she muttered. "Has Dable spoken to you personally yet?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Nov 30, 2017 21:42:21 GMT -5
you’re good! Mine’ve been pretty short too)
Yosano nodded. “Yes, they have. They seem to treat this as some kind of game - they seemed quite amused by the whole situation. I didn’t see them, though - it was just a voice.” As she spoke, her eyes settled on the handle of a long, slightly rusted saw that was sticking out of one of the mounds. Perfect. With a glint in her eye, she began to scale the pile, reaching for the handle and carefully using every foothold in order to keep from falling. Almost there... “So, you’ve seen them, then,” she said, inching closer to her weapon of choice and nearly slipping. “What did they look like?”
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 1, 2017 1:38:26 GMT -5
<Raintalon> broken"A shadow creature," answered Sytry, not waiting for Roxie to answer. "Speaks in a voice that only just hints at being male. Their body shifts around like they don't really know what a human looks like." Their eyes had shifted to Yosano. They watched as she tried to get a saw out of the pile of items. They didn't warn her about the fact that items were not always what they appeared. But then, these were all supposed to be items from all across the universe and worlds. They tilted their head at Roxie and asked, "Correct, is that not?" The demon had no idea when this girl with red eyes had run into Sable, but needless to say, it seemed odd that their captor took such an interest in them. (Looking forward to Winter break.)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 1, 2017 2:12:37 GMT -5
broken Kuragehime(The cow? o3o ) The vampire didn't really care what the other scientist's organization was about. He'd never be seeing it anyway, now would he? He wasn't ever going to get out of here. Myrnin looked down at Asuramaru. "Yeah, yeah. You'd think you lived your whole life just to see something explode. I am looking you know. But do you see any materials just lying around? Pretty sure the people before us would have found something so obvious. We'll probably have to go a little deeper in or look through the piles. Long as we aren't in the part where the lights," he pointed upward, "get into a loop, we're probably going to be searching in places people have already searched before." He looked over at Okabe. "You have a suggestion? Just try and find the stuff out here?"
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Post by Kuragehime on Dec 2, 2017 15:08:59 GMT -5
broken and mintedstar/fur: Yup, I guess that's one way to describe him xD His whole shape looks like a penguin-cow-thing xD]] Okabe carefully picked his way through the mess of things around them, shoving things here and there with his foot. "Here may be a good place to start out," he answered, looking to Myrnin. "There's a lot of things here so the chances of finding something useful should be higher, at least if we really try and look." He then turned to Asuramaru. "THe more eyes we have looking, the faster it'll go," he said, now being the most serious he'd been probably since entering the museum. Inventing time was one of the only times he got this way, well mostly.
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Post by broken on Dec 3, 2017 10:49:00 GMT -5
(Omg I hate my iPads keyboard so much) mintedstar/fur & <Raintalon> (Me too Mint, me too. I have exams the week after this one ;-; so idk how active I’ll be) (Also, I idk if it was Roxie who ran into Sable or another’s one of my characters...) Roxie had been about tospeak, but stopped herself as she listened to Sytry. After they had spoken, she adjusted her mask with a shrug. “I suppose so, however I was able to just barely see eyes, too. Though I’m not sure if they were supposed to be eyes or if it was just something in the background,” the girl replied with a shrug. She eyed Yosano carefully, shaking her head. “Also, if I were you I’d be careful. You can’t trust anything I need this museum.” — mintedstar/fur & Kuragehime Asuramaru rolled his eyes, beginning to pick through some of the things around them. “Sorry, i Don’t try to associate with vampires and humans much. In fact, I hate both of them,” the demon replied, then smirked a little as he pulled something out of the pile. He stood up and held it out towards them. What he held was a can of hairspray. “There I found something.”
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Post by <Raintalon> on Dec 3, 2017 11:15:33 GMT -5
Too late - just as Yosano heard Roxie’s warning, her hand closed around the handle of the saw. She pulled it out and jumped down, landing solidly on her feet at the bottom of the pile. “Hm,” she said, looking the intimidating-looking weapon over. “Sorry about that. Your warning came about two seconds too late.” Hopefully she hadn’t just triggered something - it hadn’t occurred to her that the objects here might be trapped. Oh, well. She still felt better now that she was properly armed.
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Post by ᴀᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ on Dec 3, 2017 21:26:21 GMT -5
(Hello! ^.^ Is this rp still open to join?)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 4, 2017 0:04:00 GMT -5
(Don't know. Even if not, she could have met him during the time between Lupin and now.) broken <Raintalon>Sytry raised their eyebrows. "Well, you have a weapon now. Whether it is cursed or not is another matter." He cast a glance over at Roxie, blinking, "Yes. The eyes. How could I forget about the eyes." They took their foot off the top of the basket and a very disgruntled tiger cub statue crawled out, shaking out rock fur. Sytry looked down at it and it looked up at them. It remained quiet, but there seemed some malicious intent in its eyes. "Meet my pet," said Sytry lightly. "It found me here." -- Kuragehime broken(Looks like a fun character.) Myrnin stuck his head around Asuramaru's shoulder and grinned. "Hey, that is useful! Can I see?" He held out his hand, invading the demon's personal space, despite the fact that he had stated that he didn't like humans or vampires. He looked over at the scientist and nodded. "Alright, that works for me."
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 4, 2017 0:04:58 GMT -5
(Hello! ^.^ Is this rp still open to join?) (Patience! Long time no see! And sorry for late reply. Yes it is still open. ;D )
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Post by ᴀᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ on Dec 4, 2017 0:09:02 GMT -5
(Indeed, long time no see ^.^ I just have one question then before I join. Can my character be a crossover from anything? I had Eliza from Pride + Prejudice + Zombies in mind)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 4, 2017 0:43:31 GMT -5
(It can be from anything as long as you keep them PG/PG-13 within the RP. )
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Post by ᴀᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ on Dec 4, 2017 1:21:09 GMT -5
(No problem I might end up changing it from Eliza to someone else tbh. Will get a form up sometime soon)
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Post by Auransky on Dec 4, 2017 1:43:46 GMT -5
broken mintedstar/furLelouch silently nodded to the two, then turned away completely. He rested his back against the wall once again taking a deep profound breath. I should be dead... and yet I'm not... Why? I'm not satisfied... or is it something else? He pondered to himself in deep thought. He hugged himself now, unsure of what to do. They had decided to take a moments rest, and yet in this silence he now found himself in never ceasing thought. it was clear, that he was tormenting himself... He closed his eyes, in hopes of getting some sort of rest, but he could not. Not with his thoughts swirling all over the place. Suzaku... wish I had you for company..Kuragehime MintAkira hesitated for a response, missing Kid's direct contact when discussing detectives. Yet Kid's view on detectives was positive, there was still that slight chance in which that detective speaks softly, and carries a big stick. He frowned slightly, really trying not to, but couldn't help it. "Detectives are just doing their job and all." He carefully replied. "I don't have much against them, they are simply doing their jobs." He slightly repeated, "But there's a few that step out, and commit actions against their line of duty." He omitted the fact in which a detective landed him in the museum. "WHile they are knowledgeable, it's still best to be careful. Their moral compasses don't exactly stop because the situation changes." His voice softened. MintMinato stopped in his tracks, only to turn to face Lupin entirely. he raised a curious brow at the question, "A vintage store?" He asked now softly blown away by the topic. "Well, it's a store where items that are both new, old, and in between are placed to be sold or traded." He explained, considering the topic. To him a vintage store, was a store, but to stop and explain the concept, it forced him to slow his thoughts briefly. "It is these stores that well-are similar to this place. Items are old, new, and random, some hold more value then others but it is offered at a lesser price then it was originally." He further explained. He fell silent now, turning once again to continue walking. There was silence, and yet a question crossed his mind. perhaps it was rude, but the urge to ask was clearly then. Finally he turned his head, with the urge to ask, "If you don't mind me asking" He asked, "where are you from?" He softly asked.
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Post by ᴀᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ on Dec 4, 2017 8:32:58 GMT -5
(Decided to go with Eliza anyways because why not. I hope this is acceptable, if not I'll change it!)
Name: Elizabeth Bennet Where they are from: Pride + Prejudice + Zombies Gender: Female Age: 20 Headcanons: She hasn’t married Darcy yet. Also, I won’t roleplay her with the exact dialect that britains had in the 19th century, because that’s too hard. Not sure if that’s really a headcanon but I’m putting it here anyways Powers: None, other than being a BA with a sword We Are All Dead Here. Path Chosen: Sable’s Life Group Player Other: She’s missing her sword somewhere in the museum. Besides that she has no other possessions. Starting Post: She awoke with a jolt and immediately sat up, eyes wide with fear, gasping desperate breaths. For a few moments, Eliza didn’t notice any of her surroundings. All she could do was stay still, and frantically try to remember what had just happened. Why was she so terrified? But her memories were vague and steadily slipping, until she could no longer remember being afraid. Her breathing eased, and then she finally decided to look at her surroundings. She was lying on a bed. A very plain looking bed; definitely not her own. Was this even her room? The room itself also seemed very plain. It was completely foreign. ‘Where am I? And why can’t I remember anything?’
Her first thought was that she had become intoxicated the night before, but she wasn’t the type of woman to drink copious amounts of wine at dinner parties. But if she hadn’t gotten drunk, then how did she end up here? Swinging her boots off the bed, she turned to the bedside table. Perhaps the letter sitting atop it would give her clues. Picking up the paper, she read the first two sentences:
Welcome to Sable's Museum. You are dead. And suddenly Eliza remembered. The flash of a rotting face fast approaching, teeth diving for her neck. Stabbing the creature hadn’t been enough to prevent the fatal bite. The familiar face of a loved one- dirt, blood, and tears caking their features- lifting their arm, the barrel of a revolver pointing straight at her. And then, a loud bang- it was all over. Dropping the note, she doubled over from the painful memory, her body racking with miserable sobs. She thought she had been strong enough to take on the zombies by herself. But now, she was dead. ‘My dear sisters! Mary, Kitty, Lydia, Jane...I’ll never see them again.’
What seemed like hours passed before Eliza could finish grieving over her death. Sniffling, she finally stopped, her shaky hand reaching over to the note on the floor. She had to read it again, to see if it was true. But the words were still there. And there were more words- instructions. She read everything, not knowing what else to do. When she finished reading, she lifted herself to her feet. ‘I will do whatever it takes to find Sable’s Life, if it means that I can see my family again.’
She walked towards the door out of the room, swiftly and with purpose. Her quest had begun.
(I promise you, my posts will not usually be this long ^.^; This was done during one of those rare moments of inspiration.) [/spoiler] [/div]
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 4, 2017 15:59:53 GMT -5
(Decided to go with Eliza anyways because why not. I hope this is acceptable, if not I'll change it!)
Name: Elizabeth Bennet Where they are from: Pride + Prejudice + Zombies Gender: Female Age: 20 Headcanons: She hasn’t married Darcy yet. Also, I won’t roleplay her with the exact dialect that britains had in the 19th century, because that’s too hard. Not sure if that’s really a headcanon but I’m putting it here anyways Powers: None, other than being a BA with a sword We Are All Dead Here. Path Chosen: Sable’s Life Group Player Other: She’s missing her sword somewhere in the museum. Besides that she has no other possessions. Starting Post: She awoke with a jolt and immediately sat up, eyes wide with fear, gasping desperate breaths. For a few moments, Eliza didn’t notice any of her surroundings. All she could do was stay still, and frantically try to remember what had just happened. Why was she so terrified? But her memories were vague and steadily slipping, until she could no longer remember being afraid. Her breathing eased, and then she finally decided to look at her surroundings. She was lying on a bed. A very plain looking bed; definitely not her own. Was this even her room? The room itself also seemed very plain. It was completely foreign. ‘Where am I? And why can’t I remember anything?’
Her first thought was that she had become intoxicated the night before, but she wasn’t the type of woman to drink copious amounts of wine at dinner parties. But if she hadn’t gotten drunk, then how did she end up here? Swinging her boots off the bed, she turned to the bedside table. Perhaps the letter sitting atop it would give her clues. Picking up the paper, she read the first two sentences:
Welcome to Sable's Museum. You are dead. And suddenly Eliza remembered. The flash of a rotting face fast approaching, teeth diving for her neck. Stabbing the creature hadn’t been enough to prevent the fatal bite. The familiar face of a loved one- dirt, blood, and tears caking their features- lifting their arm, the barrel of a revolver pointing straight at her. And then, a loud bang- it was all over. Dropping the note, she doubled over from the painful memory, her body racking with miserable sobs. She thought she had been strong enough to take on the zombies by herself. But now, she was dead. ‘My dear sisters! Mary, Kitty, Lydia, Jane...I’ll never see them again.’
What seemed like hours passed before Eliza could finish grieving over her death. Sniffling, she finally stopped, her shaky hand reaching over to the note on the floor. She had to read it again, to see if it was true. But the words were still there. And there were more words- instructions. She read everything, not knowing what else to do. When she finished reading, she lifted herself to her feet. ‘I will do whatever it takes to find Sable’s Life, if it means that I can see my family again.’
She walked towards the door out of the room, swiftly and with purpose. Her quest had begun.
(I promise you, my posts will not usually be this long ^.^; This was done during one of those rare moments of inspiration.) (Accepted!) There was the sound of someone yawning and then, "Honestly, I have to get around to fixing that. They always go into such a panic when they remember things." The voice was bored, and it was a little hard to tell, but it seemed male. It was also deep, and maybe just a little flat in tone and pitch. Like someone who didn't quiet know when and how to speak. "Anyway," said Sable. "You seem rather courageous." There was the sound like someone tapping a finger against a microphone. "Perhaps you'd like to find a group that's closer to discovering Sable's life?" (Also, Ancient Magnus' Bride! I noticed last night, but was too tired to comment!)
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Post by ᴀᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ on Dec 4, 2017 18:42:06 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur(Ah yes! I really love it so far!) Eliza had been heading bravely for the door, her hand about to close around the door knob, when suddenly that voice boomed from seemingly nowhere. She looked around, checking all four corners of the room trying to pinpoint the source of the voice.
Is someone in this room with me? she thought.
Then she noticed that there was a closet on the other side of the room. Perhaps the man was in there? She patted around her waist, realizing with a bolt of fear that her sword was gone. But despite having nothing to defend herself with, she had to find the voice.
"I suppose I don't have a choice," Eliza said out loud, in regards to the voice's question. While she spoke, she stepped carefully towards the closet. Then she flung the door open, expecting somebody to be hiding in there. (Poor Eliza, unaware of modern technology)
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Post by Kuragehime on Dec 5, 2017 2:58:48 GMT -5
May I join in the Ancient Magus Bride fangirling? xD]] Also, I think I'll throw in Ginger now~]] mintedstar/fur and broken: He'll definitely be interesting, in that form he can only speak through writing on signs xD]] Okabe raised his eyebrows upon seeing the can of hairspray. "Yes, that'll be useful indeed!" he said. He turned around slowly in a circle, his feet wobbly on the uneven surface, as he searched the piles. "Now something for the ignition..." he murmured. ~~~ Auransky and Mint: Aizen listened quietly as the two spoke. He had no experience with detectives, so he stayed out of the conversation and kept his mind on navigation. Sorry for the short post >_<]]
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Post by Kuragehime on Dec 5, 2017 3:48:06 GMT -5
I can't decide whether to drop Kagura or Zoro atm so for now I'll just leave them...]]
*Screenname: kuragehime *Name: Ginger *Where they are from: Kigurumi Guardians Gender: Male Age: 24 Headcannons (if any): He carries a broom (or anything that would work) around in kigurumi form as a defensive weapon. Also I've never seen him actually write on his little sign, so I assume the words appear there magically or something. Powers (if any): His human form has some that only work against things from his dimension, other than that he can create defensive barriers. *Tell me. Are we alive?: Nope rip *Path Chosen: 3 Group player or single player?: Group Other: He has two forms, a kigurumi form (animal full body suit thing, but with him it's actually his body) and a human form. In kigurumi form he can't speak and so always writes on a sign.
*Starting Role-Play post(everyone start out in their rooms):
Ginger awoke and sat bolt upright, not recalling when he had fallen asleep in the first place. He looked around slowly. This isn't the school, or even Hakka's room, so where...? He lifted his hands in front of his face and nodded slightly. Kigurumi, thought so. So this isn't home either. He slid off the bed and stretched a bit, then noticing a note on the nightstand beside the bed. He took it and read through it, coming to a decision very quickly. After a bit of a struggle picking up a writing utensil, he chose the route that would return him to life without hesitation and set out to go explore this "museum". What kind of museum has hotel rooms? he found himself wondering as he stepped out into the hall.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 5, 2017 3:50:02 GMT -5
(Accepted. I'll post replies tomorrow. Maybe by then I'll have escaped the depths of studying for finals.)
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Post by Kuragehime on Dec 5, 2017 3:51:07 GMT -5
Alrighty! And good luck with studying and finals!]]
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 5, 2017 3:54:37 GMT -5
(Thank you. <3 )
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 5, 2017 14:43:28 GMT -5
May I join in the Ancient Magus Bride fangirling? xD]] Also, I think I'll throw in Ginger now~]] (Fangirl, please. *buzzes* I want the next manga volume already!!! )
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 5, 2017 15:18:31 GMT -5
I can't decide whether to drop Kagura or Zoro atm so for now I'll just leave them...]]Starting Role-Play post(everyone start out in their rooms): Ginger awoke and sat bolt upright, not recalling when he had fallen asleep in the first place. He looked around slowly. This isn't the school, or even Hakka's room, so where...? He lifted his hands in front of his face and nodded slightly. Kigurumi, thought so. So this isn't home either. He slid off the bed and stretched a bit, then noticing a note on the nightstand beside the bed. He took it and read through it, coming to a decision very quickly. After a bit of a struggle picking up a writing utensil, he chose the route that would return him to life without hesitation and set out to go explore this "museum". What kind of museum has hotel rooms? he found himself wondering as he stepped out into the hall. (Gotta figure out what we are doing with them too... Conan and Noe, and...ect.) (Have Sable multi-task again.) "Ones that get permanent guests," answered a voice, as if he'd read Ginger's mind. "Can't say that they are getting much use this time around, but the last group used the rooms quiet often. You always try and make a place like home if you are there for any length of time. Years. Centuries. They'll get to be used sooner or later, I am sure." Sable stopped talking and hummed a sort of long chain of sounds. Maybe it was supposed to be music.
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