[EVENT LOG]

[majorarc]

Who: The World, The Fool, Minions and YOU
When: January 21-26
Where: The Castle
What: Talking at first, then it seems a fight breaks out.
Warnings: Death, violence and other such things



Forcefully, you are pulled from the denizen world and deposited back into your room. The World speaks to the island as a whole and tells you to come to the castle immediately, that something's wrong and she needs your help. It's possible that it's a trick, but it doesn't seem like it by the tone of her voice...

Once you are there, she meets you with The Fool, who has been with her for awhile now. Even he looks a little nervous.

Comments

TALKING THREAD

[maskedworld]

[ Once you arrive, she greets you with something of a smile before nodding.

I'm sorry that all this has happened, but Thank you for coming.

[gordianknots]

--Do we get to have an actual explanation on what the hell just happened, or is this another case of being directed before there's a reveal of what's going on?

[maskedworld]

I think something has taken over the Rulers. It's what's been hurting them this whole time. [ She's being unusually talkative today...] I knew there was something more to this..

[gordianknots]

Something does not help. Something is vague, something inclines me to stop caring at this point and walk out of this castle, because my patience is gone.

The exact nature of the problem, with full details of changes, now.

Re: TALKING THREAD

[bluesteelranger]

This had been overall, strange and beyond unsettling. Humanoid? Near-flawless English again? And what's with his shortened hair! Still, biting back incredulity, Renne finds his way to the castle in search of answers.

"Indeed, but....Why? How? What for? And what may we do to...return to ourselves?"

Reasons. How, why and the intended outcome. For one like him, answering questions and thus, doing something useful with that gained knowledge might be the logical course.

[maskedworld]

Unfortunately, right now, I don't think I'll be able to change your form back. I'll try once I can figure out the evil that's inside the castle.

[bluesteelranger]

"Evil...? What is in there? ...Can I help?"

An evil. Well. This puts things into perspective. Although he's terrified inside, the will to get his natural self back and the threat of whatever this evil is, is enough to combat that fear. Barely enough. But it's enough.

[destructiveprinciple]

[ Avenger is... honestly unfazed by the predicament they just put him through: being trapped in the role of an observer while the flames of hell roared, roiled and went dark as the denizen world literally and slowly fell apart around him wasn't too unnerving of an ordeal to him. Shadows had welled up as the end had permeated the wasteland of the story.

The fearful inhabitants had screamed an awful lot for being demons, murderers, and fallen angels and irredeemable sinners and their ike when gripped by terror, he thought. Would have been better entertainment if they'd all been wholly human.

Being forcibly yanked out of the world behind the doors had been a hassle, and now, Avenger is standing in the hallway of the castle as the World had called them to, glaring, red wings dragging behind like dead birds attached to his back. ]

Ya' know, I'm not exactly in the mood for apologies, lady. Answers, yes. Apologies, no. How 'bout telling us whose bright idea this was?

[maskedworld]

That's just it, I'm not sure. There is something controlling the Rulers...it's very odd.

[entreats]

[ Sure, Ange decided to turn up, at least. Better to not be left in the dark about all this, that'd just suck.. even if she's a little more quiet than the others. She's just standing there with her arms crossed mostly, listening, but then she sighs. ]

Is this related to the whole weird thing that just happened?

[maskedworld]

It is. I am very sorry you had to suffer so many changes.

FIGHT THREAD

[minions]

[ Upon opening the castle, the minions are there in thousands. The World immediately summons every kind of weapon she can think of to help you in the fight, so good luck! This is where you take control. Fight with your friends but remember, they seem to be a little bit stronger this time...]

[gordianknots]

[Waver takes a beat to look at the amount of minions, roughly calculates the number of actual people around, and snorts. This is a set up for failure if he's ever seen one, and at this point, he is done.

He turns and starts walking away.]

[entreats]

[ Don't mind that bullet being shot right in front of your feet, Waver.. ]

What do you think you're doing? [ It's honestly more curious than anything else, not like she's really going to stop him if he wants to go, but this was the easiest way to try and pull his attention.. And yes, she's casually holding a gun. She's not even going to try traditional weapons, okay. ]

[femininetomboy]

A sword... That's good.

[ ... well no. Madoka stares at the object in her hand, rather puzzled. It seems to match her in size and it's better than the other things around, but this is still not her area of expertise. Her hands are shaking a bit, but her expression is forcedly determined. She wouldn't just run and hide this time around, she owed her friends this much. ]

E-except I'm not so sure how to handle one.

[entreats]

Just swing it. [ Of course there's only one person who would give such deadpan advice.. but Ange seems awfully calm considering the situation. In her hand she's holding a gun, she's not even going to bother with traditional weapons herself. ]

.. Are you sure you want to do this though?

open!

[solitarynuvola]

[ Oh my. He hadn't participated in any of the talks with the World, and he was almost thinking that it was too boring, until they'd waltzed into the castle proper. Now this - this was what he excelled at.

The vaguely humanoid blob of light on the very edges of the crowd walks forward calmly, ignores the weapons summoned by the World, and casually darts straight into the gathering of minions as an arrow of light, tossing the enemies every which way, against walls, straight up into the air (and they land on the ground with sickening thuds), and out windows. Look at that - he's already taken out a good sized portion. But there are still plenty of prey left. ]

[entreats]

[ ... Huh. Seems like there's at least someone capable of being a little efficient here, huh.. Ange was shooting the minions with a gun she grabbed, but for a moment she's distracted, staring at the blob instead as it clears the enemies, her eyes a little wider than usually but she still seems reasonably calm, everything considered. ]

open

[serpente]

[ Mukuro hasn't had any trouble at all getting used to his rather...unique situation: his body has become half-snake, half-man after being pulled from the world behind the door. This added on top of his new ability to rot whatever he touches with his hands, the dry scales that cover most of his torso and threaten to creep up his neck, and the venom which drips from his fangs (which can now retract, thankfully). It's a pretty damn awesome set-up, he thinks. Even though his experiments in his new body have meant his bedroom ends up destroyed and foul-smelling.

Fighting these stronger minions though gives him a chance to really unleash the traits that he's been given. Those minions who don't die from his hands fall quickly to his venomous bites or his long, thick coiled tail that functions as his new lower half. He's meant to be a basilisk, but right now he looks more like a lamia.

Laughing delightedly, he throws himself at another knot of minions with a loud hiss, tongue flickering, slit pupil eyes gleaming. ]

[deceases]

[ He really doesn't want to do this. It seems so stupid and useless and.. really, they're just going to be tossed around again, right? Isn't that what always happens? They try their best, go a step forwards, and then are forced to take two back.

Always.

But still, he doesn't just want to lie down and take all of this either, so Natsuno did grab a sword, and in the end he's even trying to chop down as many of the minions he can reach, a strangely determined look on his face compared to how bored he normally seems. ]

[destructiveprinciples]

[ Please tune for the Mass Minion Slaughter Spisode, Avenger Edition.

What that means is: he cheerfully testing out the extents of these new-fangled demonic powers by summoning his favored two daggers, and mowing down every single minion he can reach, occasionally blasting them with hurts of light or fire or even better, both at once. It's a pleasant change to be the powerful one for once.

Basically, picking up after this mess was a pain, but being immediately provided with willing test dummies? That was swell and he was willing to take advantage the crowd of canon fodder laid out in front of them. ]

Open to all

[bluesteelranger]

It's time. Although not fond of it, Renne does what is necessary, as a survivalist. Whether or not others come to fight alongside him is unknown as he takes up a pair of short swords. Moving into the fray, he silently wishes he could at least utilize the more physical aspects of his nature but that's simply not available. So he makes do.

"Come on. I will take you all on."

POST-FIGHTING THREAD

[maskedworld]

[ As the fight for the castle continues, the Emperor and Empress come forth and are waiting for The World. When she approaches them, they disappear into a shadow. The minions suddenly stop what they are doing and everyone turns to them. The shadow settles into the room and with red slits, it looks at everyone. Inside, you feel uneasy, like a child who is irrationally afraid of the dark, despite reassurance.

The World looks at him as The Fool stands behind her.

“You have no place in this world…” She says, trying to sound as brave as she could. The Fool seemed to take a step to her, reaching out for her hand. It helped her steel herself. The Shadow let out a rattled, rotten breath, pulling the warmth from the room quickly.

“You…shall not…conquer fear…”

There's a moment where time seems to stop, and the Shadow quickly attacks. The World expects to die, unable to move quick enough to evade, but someone steps in front of her and takes the blow. When the warmth returns, The Fool has something like a black spike through his chest. Eyes wide behind her mask, The World helps him to the floor. As he reaches up, small smile on his face, the mask begins to break. The porcelain breaks, revealing a young girl with gold eyes.
“Why did you…you know that it was the only way to release my power…” She states softly.

"Already... already lost you once. Don't think the Island could stand losing you again." His voice comes out in rasps.

“You’re…an idiot.” The only thing that greets her is a grin and a small, shaky exhale as he passes. Tears start to fall down her face as she looks to the shadow. Standing up, the room is engulfed with white light that releases the hold that he seems to have on the area. Once the light dies down, you are left in the castle with The World, the minions gone. She looks at The Fool and sighs, turning to the group.

“You may go retrieve all your things. They should be located in the rooms of the Emperor and Empress.” There is something strong about her voice now and a strange glow in her eyes. You may speak to her to gain more details, since the mask is gone. ]

[destructiveprinciples]

[ Once the entire confrontation is over with, the Fool is dead and after the World turns back to the group with her maskless face revealed to them all to speak, there is a quiet burst of golf-clapping coming from one corner of the room whose occupant seemingly has no sense of empathy whatsoever. ]

Bravo, miss!

[ It's... actually hard to tell whether his congratulations is genuine or not.

He glances once at the spot where the Shadow once crouched, and then with a dismissive shrug, vanished from the room. Gotta go get them belongings from those other rooms. ]

[femininetomboy]

[ Madoka isn't quite ready to do anything. The fights had exhausted her, hurt her in ways other than physical and now... Now she had to watch this sacrifice. She almost starts crying, but it doesn't come to more than tears in the corner of her eyes.

For a few deep breaths she remains standing still in the corner, just watching, a hand pressed against her mouth. She'll be fine in a few minutes, but this time... this time she needed to say goodbye to one who sacrificed himself. ]