The Monitor 2

Myriad Reality

*Out of the depths of the corridors there seem to come some contorted echoing vibrating noises almost like the sounds of an earthquake sung from a cathedral organ @Memory @RoadkilBanana*

Myriad Reality

<Snipped quote by Alex McClain>

I’ll do you one better.
*Signals one of my copies to bring the device into the distorted reality and remerge with me*

@Memory

*As you turn around with the weapon, the eyes are gone, and the darkness is now illuminated by your spell*

Myriad Reality

<Snipped quote by Memory>

So no more cozy feelings like before? Yeah...

*Starts creating some bright spheres of burning light in both my hands as preparation as i move closer to you*

@The Odeoron

So no more cozy feelings like before? Yeah... Yeah... Yeeeeaaaah...

<Snipped quote by The Odeoron>

Well... do you want to investigate?

@Memory

Well... do you want to investigate? ... investigate? ... invesssstiggaaaaahhh....

Myriad Reality

<Snipped quote by The Monitor 2>

<Snipped quote by The Odeoron>

I... don’t think that was an echo. We should hurry; I have a bad feeling about this place.
*Takes a few hesitant steps backward and lights up the room with a spell*

@Memory

*The light spell, only illuminates about half way to the end of the hallway only as the darkness near there almost seems to absorb that light and the musty smell now turns into an intense and obnoxious smell of mould*

Myriad Reality

<Snipped quote by The Odeoron>

Nothing good. It’s like some kind of ice cave in here. What do we need to do to conquer this dimension?

@Memory

It’s like some kind of ice cave in here... It’s like... ssssooome... kind... of ice kcavvv....

Myriad Reality

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Cyrus: "Door inside a wardrobe..."

@RoadkilBanana

Door inside a wardrobe... door... inside.. .aaah.... wwwaarrddrobbe....

Myriad Reality

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Myriad Reality

I'll go down 3 and right 3

@RoadkilBanana

You enter some sort of a combiunation between a hallway and a bathroom with only the toilet and some attempt at a wardrobe in front of you, inside the wardrobe there is another door to the top of the map and @Memory and @RoadkilBanana On the end of the corridor discovered by Prism, two clowing white eyes begin to be seen as well as deep in the shadows of the wardrobe in front of Cyrus.

They just look at you while seemingly copying whatever you say in whispers.

Myriad Reality

*Pokes my head through the nearby door*

@Memory

*All you can see, as you creek the door open, is an off-putting half-formed hallway, with what looks like three more doors, and at the end a half formed tub of sorts. What's more there are no lights, and a genuine frosty temperature that leeks out of the place. And on top of it, the rather sweet pine perfume of the hallway is replaced with a musty smell...*

Myriad Reality

<Snipped quote by The Monitor>

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<Snipped quote by Alex McClain>

Cyrus: "Please, work this time..."

*I clench my fist and the sphere sinks into it, covering it in the same black and white energy, and radiating the same color flames. I punch the ground and it starts to crack, forming a circle covering the area in which the creatures are. Tentacles rise out of the area and grab ahold of them, dragging them into the giant puddle of void slowly.*

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*Delta seemingly appears behind everyone else, not bothering to elaborate what happened.*

@RoadkilBanana

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Cyrus: "Remember, this can only stop them temporarily, if they can find the door... Or even open it for that matter..."

*I raise my left hand as a black and white energy starts to form a sphere in the palm, slowly growing. It feels like a violent wind is sweeping the radius around me.*

@RoadkilBanana

*All manifestations begin wobling eerily as we all screech with unholy volume and ear piercing sharpness as we try to resist whatever this is but fail, as many of us start tumbling kicking and screaming down towards the portal, one giant shadow down, one horror swept, the beast in the distance, try as it might, scratching the ground with all its appendages... before long, the field is clear... for now*

Theme of Temporary Termination --> CLOCKWORK by Jacob Lizotte