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Day 7: Evening
Aftern-Evening: 3pm - Midnight
[ IRL Timeframe: January 22 - January 29, 2020. ]After all of Seven's fights, ending in Luka taking Ten's hand as the other heroes arrive. The knights will be treated to the sight of something entirely unexplainable: Seven is wounded, laying on the asphalt with a bright white crossbow bolt sticking out of their body. They're still pouring black goop off of their body, but they appear to be wrapped in some kind of cloth tarp. Five is kneeling over them, dressed in a skin-covering assassin outfit that only reveals her five eyes peering out. In her hand is a phone, and that's really all that can be seen before she and Seven disappear into a portal in the ground.
Luka, meanwhile, is standing with Ten's hand in his and his crossbow laid on the ground and not in his hand. No matter what the arriving heroes cry out in order to get his attention, it's too late to stop him. Abruptly, the portal opens and both the Princess and Ten disappear into the ground.
Naturally, the hashtag #princessnapped is forged.
That doesn't prove to be the only hashtag to get some heavy use this evening. The #wizardfound and #robotwizard hashtags find a sudden, new reason to actively discuss what's going on.
The remaining heroes: Garrot, Gyre, Haizea, Matilda, Olivia, (and... where's Terrence?) will find that the events from earlier in the day have caught up to them. There's a crack like thunder as both the Wizard and the Protector flicker into existence and both land in the superhero pose in the center of the intersection that Luka just disappeared from.
The Protector, if possible, is looking even worse than before. He's sporting a black eye and numerous cuts on his forehead, cheeks, and arms. It looks like he's been lit on fire at least once, but even so he's holding his rapier out in anticipation of the next strike.
The Wizard, meanwhile, is finally openly visible to everyone after her absence. She looks rough. It's as if the areas where she'd been harmed have been replaced or repaired with robotics. The left side of her face is no longer bandaged, instead revealing that she now has a robotic eye with a glowing yellow ring. The cables that were visible in the video before are very clearly plugged in just behind her ear, trailing down over her shoulder and down her back beneath the robes.
And of course she's still wearing pajamas. But they look like they've seen better days, charred and ripped and shredded at every edge. In her hand, though, is a massive axe. One side of its head is a giant half-circle axe head while the other side is a heavy weight like a hammer. The entire weapon is jet black, but it has a glossy shine.
What's the worst that could happen?
The Weather
- Cloudy, breezy.
- 48°F / 9°C
- Brrr.
Prompts:
- 3:00pm The Garden, Unknown Location: When Luka falls through the portal with Ten, he'll become immediately aware that the monster has slipped himself closer and snuck his feet beneath Luka's to stabilize him. Despite the falling, he seems surprisingly stable in the air.
And then there's the soft crunch of grass beneath his feet and he shifts slightly, waiting for Luka to step back on his own. Wherever they are, the air is filled with the scents of wildflowers and scents that are both beautiful and entrancing in their complexity. It's clear that there are dozens, if not hundreds of flowers and plants in the immediate vicinity. There's the gentle warmth of sunlight on Luka's skin, clearly advertising that they're outside (or in a very clever indoor garden). But most calming is the gentle sounds of moving water. If Luka focuses, he'll be able to pick out that there's a small waterfall, several waterways, and multiple water features with water tumbling down over rocks. And, of course, a pool or a pond with fish gently swimming about beneath the surface.
But he'll be interrupted twice before he can lose himself. The first is Ten.
"We're here." He says, but if Luka's not shaken enough he'll realize that he doesn't hear Seven and his Seven sense isn't going wild. But the second distraction happens as Luka's phone bloops from an unknown sender with a text:
"Welcome to the Garden, Princess." The text reads... with no explanation of who or how they sent him the text. That's totally normal! - 3:00pm Street Intersection, Bamborough: With the arrival of the Wizard and the Protector, it's very clear that shit is about to go down. But that absolutely isn't what the Wizard has in mind for this situation. She's the one running this game, and she isn't about to get five heroes wrapped up in her duel with the Protector. Before anyone can take an opportunity to make any attacks, and especially not the Protector, she snaps the fingers of her free hand five times.
And reality fractures. The way that the cracks in midair begin to fold and reflect the area and people around them, it's like the world is folding up into a trick mirror house. It's... actually exactly that. Reality twists and folds, forming reflections and containers out of the air itself until every single hero is enclosed in one. The hero in the middle of their own box, reflected on two opposite walls. But on the opposite two walls, the Wizard is visible beyond in one of them and the Protector is visible beyond in the other room. Uh. This conversation might get awkward. Worse is that they can't get distracted by their Seven senses, because no one can feel them anymore. - 3:15pm To Everyone: In the middle of the earlier events, every hero in Bamborough receives a text from an unknown sender. The only one who's spared this text is Luka, because he got a text earlier. The text reads: "I can give you one teleport to anywhere today. Tell me when and to where. Don't be unreasonable!"
- 8:00pm Onward, Everywhere: The day is done, the events are finished. How does your character get home? Do they go home alone? Do they seek the company of their fellow heroes? Do they stay alone, or do they get a room together? Either way, it's a rough night for everyone.
Procedure:
Reply to the appropriate toplevel comments for events below. Indicate if a post is a private conversation with "Private" in the subject otherwise all threads should be open to interaction with others. Plan OOCly how you'd like to toss everyone around.
Activity Check: January 2020
[ IRL Timeframe: January 1st - January 31st, 2020 ]
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"You know, you really need to work on your bedside manner." His words are deadpan, and it's clear that his stiff and cordial respect for the Protector was just an act. "It helps if you don't see it as an interrogation, and just try to be nice." There's nobody watching and the Protector can't get to him here, so yeah, he's gonna talk down to the prick. "Like this..." Then the Protector-facing Garrot smirks and gestures with his head towards his double, who continues like clockwork.
"Wizard, I know that you two have a history, but I'd really appreciate if you could tell us why everything is different this year. What made you do all this?" No condescension, no saccharine bullshit, just the stern yet compassionate tone of a doctor who has had to ask people exactly what they shoved up their butt... without breaking character. "If you won't do it for him, could you do it for me? Please?"
Wizard-facing Garrot then raises his eyebrows, looking expectantly at the Wizard. Maybe if they can have an actual conversation, he can get some real answers. If not... he's fine if she decides to be petty and be more forthcoming with him.
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The Wizard, meanwhile, has her robot eye locked on Garrot while her non-robot eye drifts in and out of focus. It's clear from the way her eyelid twitches a few times that she's barely here.
"Why?" She repeats the focus of his question, the small smirk on her face widening just slightly.
"If nothing changed, everyone dies." She answers, her gaze unwavering from Garrot. She doesn't even seem to be breathing.
"More lies." The Protector mutters from his side.
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"Wake up, dammit!" His volume and tone make it very clear that he expects her to stop being anywhere else, and to give him her undivided attention. The Monkey Knight is not done with you! But then the Protector-facing Garrot looks just as displeased, locking eyes with the battered man and scoffing.
"Grow up." The Protector-facing Garrot crosses his arms. "She wants to destroy the world, but she's doing something to keep people from dying. Why?" He'll raise an eyebrow at the Protector, while the Wizard-facing Garrot looks at her expectantly again, trying to indicate the question wasn't rhetorical. "Maybe she's full of shit, but if something's got her scared enough to change the game, it's worth investigating!" There's a half moment of pause, during which the Wizard-facing Garrot invokes his analysis eyes on her apparently not-breathing body.
"So am I gonna protect the planet with you?" Garrot's tone is accusatory and condescending, because he is done with this man's bullshit. "Or am I gonna have to do your job for you because you're busy pouting like a swollen, ugly child?"
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He chose a wild time to do that.
The Wizard's typical magical protections are down, she's at the end of her rope stamina-wise, and he just got a power-up from the Protector. So Garrot gets an incredibly ominous amount of information about the Wizard's health:
There's no biological heartbeat that he can detect. There's no breathing.
She isn't alive.
Meanwhile, the Protector has no idea of the bombshell that Garrot's just uncovered and, to be quite frank, he doesn't care. But he isn't going to stand for Garrot's behavior. Casually, he tucks his pipe away in a pocket and moves to draw his blade out.
"I knew the evil knight had whispered his deceit into your ear, but I did not imagine you would fall for it so thoroughly." He says, coldly, settling his frigid gaze on the monkey knight.
And his sword begins to glow a dim white, slowly brightening.
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"You give him too much credit." Garrot shrugs, still maintaining his own stoic glare. It's telling, how easily including that the glow matters, because otherwise the Protector would probably just start attacking. "What's going on is that I've outsmarted you."
Both Garrots take a step towards the Wizard, applying distance. The quarterstaff disappears. The texting continues.
"This isn't her game, it's yours." He squares up into a combat stance. "You censor the companions so you're the only one we can trust. You don't tell anyone anything, and you don't listen." Garrot cracks his neck, looking ready to fight. "So anything other than blind obedience and acceptance means we're disappointing and killed, even if we're on your side." The clone sends the final message just in time for combat-ready Garrot to produce two swordbreakers as he bares his fangs.
"Just like my father, right?"
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"Your father." He says calmly, exhaling softly from the effort of pushing his blade in.
"Followed the Wizard and swayed others to stray from saving this world. Tempted by evil. Like father, like son." He drops the cold accusation like it's fact. He believes every word he just said.
"You will be swept aside for the sake of the future."
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"I knew the weakest, yappiest little bitch had it in him to be cooperative! Was that so hard?" He shuffles backwards a couple inches, allowing his clone to slip his phone into one of his back pockets before it disappears. "But don't worry..." The Monkey Knight, as if something deep inside his soul may have been ruptured, sports a predatory grin and a manic glint in his eye. His stance begins to loosen, bouncing on the balls of his feet, like a hungry animal waiting to strike... or in this case, parry.
"I'll do everything I can to make sure you don't die this year." Despite his leaking mental breakdown, Garrot says it as factually as anything that's come from the Protector's mouth. Because he's not lying.
Death is too good for him.
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And eight seconds after he said 'now', the words "this year" exit his mouth and he drops right through the floor into Twelve's Garden.
...and the Protector is left in his box with the Wizard in the other box.