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Your Mad Wonderland

Happy. Sad. Mad.

Mairu was amazed at how quickly she had gone through those three emotions, and how seamless the transition between the three was. First, she had been incredibly happy to see (in the slightest sense of the word) someone make their way toward her right as she'd finished calling for their attention. One of her friends was coming to greet her! Or so she thought. It took the disproportioned man? woman? thing? standing a few feet from her before she realized that it wasn't one of her friends at all, but the violinist instead. This was when happy became sad. She pouted, thrusting out her lower lip as far out as she could and knitting her eyebrows for extra effect (not that anyone could see). She should've known by the weird, yucky sounds he was making that he? she? it? wasn't a friend.

And now she was mad—not that kind of mad, the grrr kind.

Mairu had been caught by surprise when pink strings slithered out of the violinist's wrist, and again upon the realization that those pink strings were veins. She made a noise that sounded like a cross between an 'eww' and an 'ooh', reflecting her fascinated disgust, that would then turn into a harrumph as she felt the interesting but gross pink veins coil around her throat. How very rude!

"Hey—" she tried to yell in protest; a mistake, really, because it only made her cough as the veins began to constrict her throat. "You're super mean."

As Mairu discreetly slid her hand into her pocket, reaching for the handy pliers that weighed it down, she had instinctively retreated to her mind palace, the library within her head, to check out some books. The first one she perused was a forensic science book. She leafed through the pages until she found the page on asphyxiation. Causes: drug overdose, no; drowning, no; strangling, yes. With the current force being applied, she would slip out of consciousness within six and a half minutes. Oxygen deprivation would be about three minutes after that. Time of death was variable and very much dependent on the violinist. The next book she read was a simple biology book. She looked at the index to find the page about veins and quickly checked their structure. After that, Mairu gingerly replaced the books back on their metaphorical shelves and took a moment to gather her findings.

Verdict: move quickly, escape its gross veins (try cutting through!), run the hell away.

She was in her mind palace for all of second, and when she had exited it, both hands were already wrapped around the pliers. Mairu extended her short arms as far as they could go and began snapping away at the roots of the vein, putting her all in each snip in hopes that it would stop its suffocation.

Of course, she could just be angering the violinist, or falling right in his? her? its? trap. If the violinist just wanted her dead, she would have been dead by now. But instead it (ugh, she doesn't care what pronoun to use anymore) acted deliberately. She picked up on the certain wariness in its actions, and she hoped that meant it would tend to a wound immediately before exacting its vengeance on the causer of the wound. All she needed was one quick distracted moment, and she could slip from its grasp and run far far away.

Otherwise, her friends could always help her. Right?

Your Mad Wonderland

Mm, question: how would this plan be affected if Mairu decides to try cutting the pink, stringy veins slowly killing her? She has pliers within reach, and multiple ways to use them, but no guarantee that it'll work against it.

[ADV] 1x1x1 [Doubling Required]

I'm really interested, as well! You had me at character development~ ;)

I'm always up for a good ol' fantasy quest; perhaps not at too high a setting, but I certainly wouldn't be against it. Lately, though, I've had a hankering for a more contemporary fantasy RP, so I'm most intrigued by your three different worlds/locations idea. Magic (or any other supernatural elements) in a modern setting is always fun; we can have secret societies or have it already integrated within the world and explore that. Cyberpunk isn't out of the question for me either, but I'm not the most experienced with the genre.

And I really like your idea of doubling up because it definitely allows for so many different dynamics (both within the pairs and the group). I actually can't decide which I like better, though: having the pairs completely unaffiliated with the others, or having them all interconnected in a six degrees of separation sort of way (the reveal would be cool, and I'm a fan of when things come full circle). There's just a lot you can do either way.

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Geh, I had Mairu sort of join the Friagne fray. I thought to have her stumble upon Rei, but the "emergency room" is right next to Hymn and the others' room, right?

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Beyond the wooden door was nothing but an empty room, much to her disappointment. The room was similar to the one that she was once locked in but also not. Mairu dejectedly exited the room and followed the hallway of false hopes back to where she had taken the wrong turn in the fork. She would turn right this time. While she was walking back to the fork, the building started talking, calling out random names like Chi-chan and Ryuko (who had a cute mom with makeup or something like that), but Mairu hardly paid attention to its ramblings. What got her attention instead was the sudden realization that she and the humming lady weren't the only ones in the hallway after all. She thought the sounds she heard earlier were just the voices in her head again, but it turned out that they were actually real, really actual, this time. First time for everything, she supposed. Mairu only figured this out as strangers (definitely not the friends she was looking for) harshly pushed past her, running away as a violin played somewhere in the distance to hide in the first room they encountered.

For a moment, Mairu stayed rooted on the spot, listening intently. Aw, that was mean of those people. She thought the violin sounded pretty good, although she did like the humming lady's tune a smidge more. But either way, they didn't have to run away from it! To make up for the meanness of the other people, she decided to move toward the music instead, waltzing across the hallway until she finally found the origin. He was at the other end of the hallway, standing tall with his back turned against her. What a strange-looking man, the violinist. It was hard to properly see him in the darkness (thanks to her, in case you've forgotten~), but she could just make out the shape of a violin in his right arm. She wasn't sure what he was doing, but it almost seemed like he was talking to—

Ah! It's her friends!

Mairu hopped up and down excitedly as she noticed the small group that gathered at the opposite end of the hall, flailing her arms to get their attention. She didn't want to interrupt what looked like a make-out session between the violinist and one of her friends, but she really needed to meet with them.

Dark Storm | Fire Emblem Awakening

Overwatch said
thanks. I wish others that are missing would do the same.

Maybe send them a PM?

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Power off! Easy peasy.

Darkness fell all at once, enshrouding the facility with the proper haunting, doom and gloom vibe she thought it lacked. It was disappointing, really. For such an elaborately executed mystery game, they really skimped on the setting. Her holding cell, for instance, was quite inefficient. Waking up to a dimly lit, dirty and reeking room was okay, but it left plenty of leeway for the captive. She was a prime example: she had been tightly bound, but because she could survey the room, she managed to concoct an escape plan rather effortlessly. Anyway, the point was, waking up to a completely dark, dirty, and reeking room was way better. Not only would escape be more challenging, but it's scarier when you can't see things, don't you think? All sorts of things could be lurking in the dark, things that existed only when you can't see them. Mairu fervently nodded in agreement with herself, looking around and smiling appreciatively as she saw nothing but black.

Oh, wait, no. Not all black—there was that, too! Mairu turned to her handiwork, eyes transfixed on the sporadic sparks coming from the haphazardly cut wires. Thanks to her, it was the only remaining source of light in the whole facility. She watched it for little over a minute, enjoying the sound it made, these barely audible crackling noises that sounded like a mini pyrotechnic show. Mairu giggled in delight, images of miniscule people playing with itty bitty fireworks filling her mind. She lingered just a few moments longer before suddenly remembering there were things she had to do. Turning the power off was only the first step. Next on the list was to find friends to play with; otherwise, the whole game would be boring.

"Whoopsie, I have to go!" she thought loudly, stuffing the old rusty pliers she'd used to cut the wires in her skirt pocket. She'd found it lying on the floor, right next to a couple of bloody teeth (gross ones that looked like they had cavity, yuck!), just outside the breaker room. It was such a happy coincidence, she was convinced she was destined to happen upon it.

Mairu felt her way out of the room she was in, stumbling a few times over whatever crap was littered all over the dirt flooring. From there, she started following a corridor at random, skipping in the darkness like she was taking a leisurely stroll in the park. Giddiness bubbled within her every time she heard some muffled noises in the distance. Were those sounds coming from the friends she sought? She continued her aimless trek along the facility, using only her hunches as a guide, turning this way and that. Such a big place this was! It was only after she rounded another hallway that she heard it: a haunting tune that drifted in the dank indoor air, echoing loudly in the empty hallway.

Mairu stopped for a moment to listen to the song. It was quite catchy! She had a sudden urge to trace the origin of the sound, to see if the person humming the song looked like how she imagined her to be, but she managed to stop herself. The lady just said she was going to kill 'the rest' after she killed her, but there won't be a 'the rest' until she finds her friends, so she has to find 'the rest' first or this whole thing won't make sense. She nodded to herself again and picked up the pace, breaking out into a sprint to widen the distance between her and humming lady. Mairu giggled; it was like she was playing tag and hide-and-seek all at once. She stopped running only when the music died down to the faintest of whisper, and she turned left at the next fork she hit. Now where could my friends be? she thought as she approached the unassuming wooden door at the end of the hall.

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I'll have my post up soon as well~ Just heading out to eat for a bit.

The Lost Lands of Ialdia: A paired high fantasy RP

Nevis and I are working on one!

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Savo, looks like you are going to be the only male character! :p