Kal of KryptonOkayama
@Dezuel@Altasaire
Wynther and Dezuel found themselves in complete darkness, nothing to see or find. That is, until a flashlight turned on and revealed a creepy mask, painted with an equally sinister smile. The person behind the mask could be heard inhaling and then exhaling deeply. after this, a bright pink light filled the area, allowing the boys to see each other and their surroundings. The source of the pink light, seemed to be a large pink bundle of something hair-like on top of the joker's large, flamboyant hat, certainly this only added to the flamboyency of the hat. The group appeared to be in a limestone cave, standing beside a small (underground) lake.
"Welcome"
The clown's voice echoed through the cave, brimming with apparent confidence. "Beautiful place, this, isn't it? It's actually a popular tourist spot as well, though entry is normally forbiddden at this time of day. Now, this cave is roughly half a kilometre long, and this is the far end as you can see. Which means you'll have some hiking to do. Why would you get out of here in the first place? Where are we? Good questions left unasked! The jester chuckled at his own joke. "This, is Japan, a well-populated island with a lot of beautiful places, but more importantly, you are currently in the world of your 'gods'; those who created your world and dictated your fates. All horror, bloodshed and tragedy is their fault. But don't get me wrong, all happiness is also their doing. Twisted isn't it? But fret not, no matter what it is you think you should do with them, you can do it now. You're no longer under their control, and you are in their world, you could simply walk up to them and tell them you hate them. Alternatively, you could not do that, perks of freedom and all that. Either way, I strongly suggest that meeting the one who created you, your 'parent' if you will."The jester had put emphasis on the word 'parent', and his smile grew wicked as he did so. Then, the clown slid their hand under it and revealed a watch around a feminine wrist. "It seems you have one hour until people start arriving, better get going." He put down the flashlight in front of the pair and with a deep breath, the pink light once more faded. The only light left was the light the flashlight emitted, rendering most of the area invisible again. Under the guise of this darkness, the joker hovered backwards, before coming to a standstill above the middle of the underground lake.
Aomori
@LazyJustice@Progenitus
Anathea's voice firmly sounded across the deserted courtyard she now found herself in. From the looks of it, she had appeared near an old japanese castle, specifically in front of a moat filled with cherry blossom petals to the point where the water underneath was completely covered. She wasn't alone, but something surely had gone wrong, as neither of the people with her was her brother. Instead, she had appeared beside a joker-like figure and a shady-looking man with a distorted shadow. The clown seemed to be the least fazed among the members of the group, in fact, he looked rather comfortable and he even had a tea-set laid out in front of him. Before long before he spoke up.
"Welcome, welcome. How nice of you to join us today. How are you doing, are you enjoying this lovely weather?" On cue, a gentle breeze blew through the courtyard. "Let's move on to the main topic now that everything is ready. You might wonder why you're here right now, despite being somewhere else a mere momen ago? The answer is irrelevant, but the result is crucial. Because you are here now, you are no longer bound by fate, this--" the jester spread his arms and turned a full circle, effectively gesturing all around him. "--this is the world in which your 'gods' live, the ones who created you and put you through countless ordeals, and you can simply stand on their doorstep and knock on their door. Of course, what you do after that is your own concern. Perhaps you can make them change your world, or perhaps you have justice to deliver. For now, I suggest you go find them and do what must be done."
The clown sat down on his knees and picked up a cup, gently sipping his tea now that he was once more done with his speech. There were 3 cups in total, but it was less than certain they'd be welcome to pick up one, seeing he had just told them off.
Nagasaki
@Letter Bee@DragonKingUK
The jester smiled at Kira's question. "Surprisingly, you're the first to ask. The year is 2018, which I believe is roughly a decade before your timeline. The dam is fine, though." After answering the question, the jester escorted Kira and Rika through the city's back alleys. The few people at he harbor had decided to ignore them as they left, and few people beside those even noticed the group. The only holdup was a small group of fangirls approaching the group, wanting to take a picture with the "cosplayers".
A few minutes of walking later, the group arrived at an onsen that seemed hopelessly out of place as it was built in the classic japanese style, despite being surrounded only by modern buildings. While the jester assured them it was a luxurious and popular place, the lack of customers didn't help that claim, though that could be because it was early in the morning. The jester entered an area labeled 'Employees only' and gestured for Rika and Kira to follow. It turned out to be a break-room of sorts, with a wooden floor, a large table, a few chairs and a row of two-metre tall lockers. The jester approached one that had a wooden ornament resembling their mask on it, opened it and revealed a thin staircase inside.
"Almost there." The jester said, leading them down the stairs into an odd, almost laboratory-like room. Unlike the rest of the onsen, the walls, the ground and even the ceiling were made of stone. In the middle of the room was a large cylindrical machine, resembling some kind of pod, but it was covered by a metal shutter. Placing himself between the group and the machine, the jester gestured towards a door on one side of the square room. "You can get changed in there, pick any outfit you like. Towels are in the cabinet next to the couch."
Inside the room stood several closets, covering all the walls entirely, true to the jester's words, this was quite definitely a changing room. And the couches in the middle of the room seemed rather comfortable, too. cabinet weren't just towels, but also several ties and cans of bodyspray. In the closets were lines of both formal and informal clothing. Business suits, shirts, sweaters, jackets, jeans, pantalons, sweatpants, the jester's collection included a little bit of everything and most things in several different colors. Oddly enough, rahter than just inconspicuous outfits, there were even some stranger outfits, including something that couldn't be much other than a mage's robes.
The jester's voice could be heard from outside the room. "Hurry up changing. I'll have something waiting for you in break room."
