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Post by --cato phoenix on Nov 16, 2016 2:29:29 GMT -5
"You say that now, but you'll get used to it. ...probably," Arlo said over her shoulder to Corbin. She was about to speak again, probably to explain the house to Kobra Kid, when she froze, her eyes seeming to glow for a moment. The energy in the room had shifted slightly. Arlo's eyes darted to the toys on the shelves and floor, searching for something different and finally landing on the flashing firetruck. The young woman lowered her voice as she spoke again, "That wasn't turned on a minute ago... I'll tell you what I know about this place, but first we should get out of here."
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 16, 2016 3:01:25 GMT -5
(well it was an idea)
Kobra Kid jumped slightly as he heard the firetruck go off, hands itching for his raygun instinctively but the actually thinking part of his mind pushing the urge down. "What the hell..." Kobra whispered, clicking his visor shut with a snap just to make sure he wouldn't be attacked. He didn't know what went on here, this thing could bloody well attack him for all he knew. He sort of wanted to go and kick the firetruck, to see if it would do anything, but quickly pushed that idea to the side as again, the thing could very well turn into a monster and rip him to shreds for all he knew of this damned place.
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Nov 16, 2016 3:12:48 GMT -5
( it was a good idea ^^ Maybe another time! )
Corbin shook his head, returning to his state of denial. "It's just a toy truck." He snorted, stepping over to pick it up and prove nothing was wrong. As he reached out his left hand however, the little ladder rotated and the truck pushed itself back upright. With a shout, Corbin snatched it up and hurled it against the closest wall, shattering it into hundreds of peices. His eyes flashed golden momentarily as he caught his breath, staring at the remains of the toy until the little light died out. "What the heck was that?!" He snarled, rounding on the others as if they knew any more than he did.
(Can I just say, that as a person who named and loved every toy I got, this post pains me :') RIP firetruck)
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 16, 2016 3:17:02 GMT -5
Kobra Kid's quick amber eyes followed the firetruck to the wall, grimacing slightly as it crashed against the wood into hundreds of pieces. He didn't see what the firetruck had done earlier with it's ladder, so he didn't know why this other dude had chucked it at the wall. "Did it do something?" Kobra asked, taking his eyes off of the decimated firetruck and turning to the other guy. But he was a bit wary, so occasionally his eyes would lock on another toy, as if expecting it to move. He didn't know exactly why, but this place gave him a major case of the creeps.
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Post by --cato phoenix on Nov 16, 2016 3:54:08 GMT -5
(( tfw your phone decides to eat your post ))
Arlo watched as the firetruck smashed against the wall. "Looks like proof that I'm not craz- oh great." Further down the isle, another firetruck's lights started flashing and it was soon joined by another. The stuffed bear bumped into her boot and she quickly kicked it away.The silence was finally broken as a toy phone stomewhere in the store started ringing. Green energy crackled over Arlo's hands as she prepared to blast away anything that tried to attack her. "I don't think they're too happy with us."
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 16, 2016 3:59:04 GMT -5
Kobra Kid jumped once more, hands balling up into fists as he found himself backing up slowly, his eyes flitting between everything that was going on. He didn't like this one bit, and knew that everyone had to get out of here, and fast. His back bumped against the wall of shelves, Kobra letting out a hiss in slight pain as a hard bit of plastic dug into his back, some other toys falling to the ground off of the shelves with thuds on the floor. He felt something seemingly grip onto his leg, and he whipped his head down to see a stuffed toy of a dog seemingly grasping onto the Killjoy's long leg. Letting out a screech of slight panic, Kobra kicked it off, sending it flying across the room.
"What the hell is going on?" He yelled over the noise of the other toys, now keeping an eye on his legs to make sure none of the seemingly possessed toys grab onto them.
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 16, 2016 4:22:37 GMT -5
(could we possibly continue this in the morning? its ok is we cant but i really need to go to bed lol)
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Post by --cato phoenix on Nov 16, 2016 4:39:01 GMT -5
Sry I poofed again
I don't see why not ^^ ))
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Nov 16, 2016 11:51:45 GMT -5
Sherlock turned, posture shifting slightly when Noctin found the door so that he most resembled a dog catching a scent. He followed the other blinkers out, reaching out and running his fingers along the wall as his bright blue eyes flicked upwards toward the high ceiling, he made a mental note that the castle theme didn't seem to have left. In fact, everything he had seen so far suggested a sort of old-fashioned theme that fit well with the whole pride vs. humility idea. Apparently the House had decided to step up its game, and the detective definitely wasn't complaining.
As soon as he stepped foot through the new door however, he felt an odd little tug at his heart, frowning he tried to place it. Want. He turned, intense gaze sliding over the many jewels and brightly glittering coins, but the greed had nothing to do with these riches. "Ah." He breathed in surprise, reaching forward he plucked a cigarette off of a nearby shelf and lighted it, breathing in the smoke before he could think about this rash act. The smoke, however, only seemed to increase his inflamed greed and before long he had three lit cigarettes hanging haphazardly from the side of his mouth.
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Scrampus
twinken toes
Pronouns: they/them, she/her
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Post by Scrampus on Nov 16, 2016 12:37:37 GMT -5
(( good morning!! ^^ ))
Shigeo had to catch up to Noctin and Sherlock through the castle, presumably leading either out or into another room; which, in this case, it was another room.
While this room was more shaped like an actual room instead of an entire city, it was filled to the brim with an untold amount of riches. Glimmering piles of gold and jewels, a collection that would surely put Scrooge McDuck to shame. Mouth agape, Mob shuffled further in behind Sherlock. He didn't even take a moment to consider what was happening between Noctin or Naegi, due to being distracted by the copious amounts of wealth.
His mind started racing with possibilities. He could finally pay for all those spoons he'd bent, that his mother always threatened to take out of his allowance... Or he could use it to buy dinner for Mr. Reigen whenever they went out to eat, since his teacher usually ended up paying... Or-! He could buy a really nice shirt. Yeah, and he could impress his friends with it. One with a cool monkey, maybe...
Despite his thoughts going 50 mph, Shigeo himself didn't seem to move from where he was standing. Eyes cast downward at a pile of gold at his feet, jaw still slightly ajar, the psychic couldn't shake the feeling that there was something very wrong with this whole set up. Was it uncharacteristic of him to be so captivated by it...?
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Post by Whisperingwolf on Nov 16, 2016 15:14:41 GMT -5
Sorry i haven't really been posting! But i have to disappear again since I have a few exams happening in a couple of days, and I have to start studying.. i'll be back once my exams are over! ))
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Nov 16, 2016 15:18:49 GMT -5
(So i passed out because it was almost 4 am and I didn't notice >_> went to class with a waffle face )
"How big is this place?" Corbin demanded, blocking a tiny RC helicopter that was buzzing around his face before kicking away dolls that were trying to catch his boot strings. He jumped up and caught the top of a shelf, hauling himself up to higher ground. "Oh..." it was practically a warehouse. An RC plane dive bombed his head next, like something out of a king kong movie, and the teen swatted it away.
(EDIT: also didn't see all the new posts Dx hey guys! )
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 16, 2016 15:33:16 GMT -5
As the RC toys took to the air, Kobra Kid was instantly glad he had his helmet on as some started to go after him as well, the toys letting out little "pew pew" noises as they flew around his head again, like it was something out of a King Kong movie. The dog had come back again, this time the Killjoy kicking it away before it could freak him out once more. It was then that he bumped into something else, and with a groan tipped over a bucket full of legos, spilling the little plastic blocks all over the warehouse floor. No, I remember these! He was glad he also had boots on as well. Those things were like those police spikes for cars. Deadly.
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Post by --cato phoenix on Nov 16, 2016 15:41:24 GMT -5
back, I'll reply in a minute))
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Post by broken on Nov 16, 2016 15:50:31 GMT -5
(im so tired even. Though I basically slept all day rip. Ugh I hate having the flu :/ I'll probably be sick again this year for thanksgiving.)
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Post by tinybreeze on Nov 16, 2016 17:49:35 GMT -5
(yo breezy here)
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Post by --cato phoenix on Nov 16, 2016 17:49:52 GMT -5
(( sorry, my mom wanted me to work on some school stuff. ))
With a flash of green light, Arlo shot another RC helicopter down as it flew toward her head. "See anything that looks like a way out?!" she shouted up at Corbin. "One of the first rooms was a little bit like this but I don't remember how we-" she paused, kicking off a rubber snake that had been trying to wrap itself around her boot. "-found the exit."
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Post by tinybreeze on Nov 16, 2016 17:50:39 GMT -5
(Hi Raven!)
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Nov 16, 2016 18:54:50 GMT -5
Corbin paused for a moment and watched Arlo blast away the toys, eyes tracking the glow from her fingers before finding her face and registering what she had just yelled at him. "No!" He swatted a few slinkies away from his ankles. "If we stick to the walls we can-" He looked up. There in the rafters were thousands of other toys, most rope-like to some degree and... something seemed to click and Corbin abandoned his place on the shelf. "We need to find cover!" He shouted, pointing up. "They're going to drop on us!" If any one of those jumpropes managed to wind it's way around any if their necks, it would be lights out.
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Post by broken on Nov 16, 2016 19:41:17 GMT -5
(Whoops I fell asleep again. Hi again and thanks dawn.)
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Nov 16, 2016 20:09:50 GMT -5
Sherlock jumped, dropping the cigarettes hastily as the crash helped shake the clutch of the House off of him, at least for the most part. He coughed, choking slightly on the excess smoke, and stomped on the cigarettes he had already lit to put them out. "Pride, greed....what's next, envy?" He muttered, then tucked up his collar as if realising this was a perfectly reasonable possibility. His nose wrinkled slightly, even though this room had less of an effect on him than the last one the scent of the smoke was almost unbearably attractive...
Turning and stalking away from the shelf piled with the tempting things, he made a split second decision and headed towards Madoka. "Well, you've certainly made a mess." He observed, eyeing the broken fragments with, thankfully, no more than his usual curiosity. Pretty things had never been terribly attractive to him. Scanning the girl with significantly more care than he'd shown the last time, he studied her Soul Gem for a moment before bending down to scoop up the fired arrow.
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Transgender
bright knight
please for the love of god let me change my username
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Post by bright knight on Nov 16, 2016 20:14:39 GMT -5
Naegi flinched as the sudden sound of something shattering filled the room, glancing up from his digging around to see Madoka had blinked in. With a bow and arrow? She was wearing an awfully pretty dress, too...
...Oh, right, the brooch!
Looking down at the bracelet he had found, which was a string of pearls with a glimmering labradorite pendant in the midst of it, he decided to pocket it for later. Maybe Mob would like it...
Approaching the girl, Naegi hesitantly spoke up. "I like your dress," he started, noting all the little details on it. "Also, I found this and I thought you would like it, Madoka-san." Digging around in his pockets, jewelery clinked against one another as he pulled out the heart shaped opal brooch from before. Quickly shining it with his sleeve, he held it out for her to take.
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Scrampus
twinken toes
Pronouns: they/them, she/her
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Post by Scrampus on Nov 16, 2016 20:39:57 GMT -5
Mob flinched harshly as well at the sound of the crash, tearing him away from the numerous thoughts that were collecting in his head to look to the source of the noise. His eyes fell on a girl, pink hair, and looking positively magical in that dress. Mob had never spoken to her before, but he'd seen her around a few times. She seemed to know Naegi-san; which speak of the devil, there he was.
The young psychic watched him speak to her, before his eyes moved to the tall man who stood around them as well. Well dressed and poised, Mob was actually fairly intimidated by Sherlock... Not only because he seemed to be in his own head a lot, but because he held an air of intelligence about him, too. Being smart was,, something that Shigeo was not.
He'd been humiliated in the House before, intentional or not... COUGHS AT KOMAEDA, But, surely, he could handle being talked down to again, if it came to that.
"I can't tell... Is there supposed to be some kind of theme to these rooms...?" The esper meekly asked as he approached Sherlock, his eyes averted. Due to all the cigarettes he'd just smoked, Mob was almost reminded of the smokey scent that clung to his teacher as well.
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 16, 2016 20:41:38 GMT -5
(back)
(and omg knight u have 666 posts this is a magical moment)
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Transgender
bright knight
please for the love of god let me change my username
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Post by bright knight on Nov 16, 2016 20:44:20 GMT -5
(back)
(and omg knight u have 666 posts this is a magical moment) candy: 69 posts: 666 jokes: out i am forcibly removed from wcrp.))
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dawn
"I'm such a tiny constellation... but thank you for noticing I'm here."
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Post by dawn on Nov 16, 2016 20:45:50 GMT -5
(oh i should have clarified, since madoka's arrows are made of magical energy it would have dissipated o'x) Madoka started, dropping a gemstone she had been studying when someone spoke from behind. She quickly looked up to see that the man - Sherlock, was it? - had approached. A sheepish blush tinting her face, Madoka's eyes fell back down. "It's not like I had a chance to stop..." she mumbled, "the house--" her words broke off when another person spoke and she quickly stood up, a faint smile wiping away her previous embarrassment.
"Naegi-san!" she greeted him as a hand went to rub the back of her neck at the compliment. "Eheh-- thank you!" she said. "Eh?" She blinked in surprise-- "something for me?" Once Naegi presented her with the brooch Madoka's eyes lit up, practically shimmering along with the opal.
She reached out, her fingers delicate as if she was afraid she'd break it with too much force, and let the brooch rest in the palm of her hand while she admired it. "Naegi-san," she breathed, "this is so pretty...thank you!" Madoka, a bit impulsively, put her arms around Naegi in a quick hug, her grasp on the brooch still gentle all the while. She was just so happy to be someone considered for a gift. She hadn't known Naegi for all that long, but she hoped that this meant they had definitely become friends now.
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 16, 2016 20:54:48 GMT -5
(brilliant)
Kobra Kid, soon thinking the same things as the other in that room, found his hands weaving around his throat for at least some protection as he kicked and fought off toys that threatened him. But soon, one hand found it's way towards his raygun, and instead of grasping it by the grip like his habits had told him to, he held onto the weapon by the barrel and used the butt end of the raygun as a club. Wacking wildly at the toys circling over his head, a smile dragged at his lips as he heard the very satisfying crunch of hardened plastic against the materials of the toys. He didn't see the green flashes of light from the other girl he was so focused on getting these things away from him. His feet danced around the toys aching for his boots as well, causing him to skip around in place to avoid them.
"Back off! Grr!" The Killjoy yelled at the nuisances, kicking at a couple of rubber snakes threatening to trip him over. His other hand was still firmly clasped around his throat, the hard glove serving as some sort of protection in case the above ropes tried to get at the weak spot.
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