WEEK 3

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WEEK 3

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Another week, another set of bodies to add to the pile. Two lured in by The Lady's machinations, and another two done in by misfortune; six of your number are dead already. Who knows who it will be the next time? And for what reason? Nevertheless, there’s no choice but to keep pushing on in your own way; whether that means barricading yourself inside your room for the rest of your stay, leaving artwork of your fellow Survivors around the housing area, or eating all the raw meat in the vicinity… well, everyone deals with things differently.

Either way, you understand the drill by now, yes? Another portion of the city reveals itself as the fog retreats yet again, lampposts lighting the way to the new areas as usual. The full moon wanes to half this week too, so make the most of it.

[[Welcome to Week 3! Note that new areas have been added, and can be found under the Week 3 tab on our Locations page. Once again, feel free to make top levels at your discretion, and remember to note it in your header if you plan on investigating any locations. You can also privately contact The Lady or Rembrandt.]]

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[psychophant]

The only other person we know of with Gelu is Alfyn, and I have a hard time believing it was him over Zangetsu.

[Though admittedly he doesn't know Alfyn at all, so who knows!!]

There's only so far he could have gone. We'll find him at some point.

[inordertobelieve]

I'd rather find him now before he decides to go for round two in his attempt to get his powers back.

[psychophant]

Fair enough. Good luck out there.

[...because he's not going after the crazy guy with ice powers?? He'd rather not die today, thanks.]

[reanbeans]

You shouldn't go alone, Mikami. I'll accompany you.

[inordertobelieve]

I wasn't planning to. Ideally we'd have multiple teams of two, but I don't believe many of our group will be amenable to that kind of social service.

[reanbeans]

No, we'll just have to make do.

[ Rean knew what to expect by now. It's fine, he could do. ]

We'll need to start off picking a place and going from there.

[inordertobelieve]

I suppose we might as well start at his room and go from there. The complete absence of subtlety at this scene suggests he's not planning on hiding for long.

[ The real question is how to then contain him without a trial...]

[reanbeans]

[ A question for the ages. ]

That's true. And technically it'd be the easiest place for him to even keep himself out of sight for a bit.

[ ... ]

He'll definitely be difficult to deal with, but I'm sure we'll be able to come up with something.

[inordertobelieve]

I have yet to test out my doppelganger in any meaningful capacity, I suppose it will be able to provide us with an extra pair of hands if push comes to shove.

[ The idea of summoning it still grosses him out and even more to use it for anything, but there's only so much they can do now... ]

Let's try.

[reanbeans]

Right, let's hope for the best.

Also questioning first.

[ Rean wanted to give the other a chance to answer even if he was leaning towards the other being culpable.

Time to begin to head to Zan's? ]

[moonfang]

[Zan's room! The door is unlocked and the room is... kind of a mess. Clothes everywhere, his sheet ripped into long shreds, rat and pigeon bones sucked clean... A teenage boy's room except 500x worse.

There's a literal box made of ice in one corner that has what little is left of the food he stole from McDonalds, which isn't much. There's also a few empty toilet paper rolls and a bible that has half its pages torn out. There's a bucket from the supply closet with some sort of... white wet sludge in it.

Zangetsu himself is Sir Not Appearing In This Room]

[inordertobelieve]

Eugh.

[ That's it, that's the commentary. This place is disgusting and Mikami would be living a happier life if he'd never seen it. But also, that sludge intrigues him, despite his visceral repulsion. He steps closer. ]

What could this be, though?

[moonfang]

[It's... gross!

Well, it doesn't smell or anything at least... On closer inspection, the sludge isn't totally homogenous -- it's lumpy and some parts of it are more grey than white.

A clue to what it actually is stuck to the inside of the bucket -- a few torn-up pieces of bible verse are adhered to the side because they're soaking wet. So maybe that's what happened to the toilet paper, too...]

[reanbeans]

I'm...not sure. Muddy paint?

[ Seriously ew. He'll come closer as well and glance over at what the other was looking at as well. ]

...Or not.

Maybe we should start looking elsewhere.

[inordertobelieve]

[ This makes it slightly less mysterious, but no less disgusting. ]

Paper-maché? What did he even... Well, it doesn't matter. We don't have time for this.

[ Time to head for the door. ]

Let's try the clocktower next.

[moonfang]

[Paper maché!! Weird.

The clocktower is about how it always is -- empty. Ulquiorra lives the spartan life, and there's almost no traces he's been here. Or Zangetsu, for that matter. It's bone dry and free of blood. No clues here... except for the fact that Ulquiorra isn't here]

[reanbeans]

[ ...No Ulqui? ]

It doesn't look like he's around here either. Or anyone else who might be.

[ ... ]

Should we head to the Square and then milk bar?

[inordertobelieve]

Sounds good to me. We'll find him sooner or later.

[ Time to leave the spookily empty clock tower and set forth to new adventures! ]

[p_q]

[But wait! While the clock tower is empty as death, the streets you can see from it might not be...!

In the distance over by McDonald’s, you can see two or so figures making their way very slowly out from behind the tram station. Indistinctly, because fog is unhelpful, but one of them definitely has at least one horn if you squint hard enough.

> Head in that direction?]

[inordertobelieve]

[ Mikami nudges Rean and points in the appropriate direction. Ulquoirra is the person who knows Zangetsu the best, even though the two of them don't get along, so if this is him, he might still have a hint.

Worth talking to him anyway. Maybe the second figure even is Zangetsu? ]

[p_q]

[And off they go, to see the Wizard of Oss(uaries).

The closer they get to the hotel the wetter it gets -- the streets aren't running like rivers anymore, but there's certainly still puddles and smatterings of blood thereabouts; some of them seem to run into side streets, but nothing especially fresh or decisive. However, if our intrepid investigators are paying attention to their feet...

They'll notice a little blood mixed in with the water heading off towards the other side of town. It's drying off by now, but there's also a small, clearer trail heading into the opera house. Hmm.]

[inordertobelieve]

[ The one that's clear seems like the more obvious choice to follow immediately, even if only to briefly check where it leads before heading down the other path before it dillutes.

It's closer and if they find somebody here, all the better.

So what awaits in the house of music? ]

[p_q]

[The helpful little water trail leads all the way over to the backstage area deep in the opera, so it's probably a good thing they have electricity here now; at some points it seems in danger of fading entirely, but luckily there's still wet scuffs on the floor to lead the way! Speaking of wet, they're going to find...

One (1) somewhat damp Ulquiorra making himself at home amidst the racks of clothes -- probably somewhere between the really frilly ones and the homely ones for bit parts or whatever. Why he's there is immediately evident: the top of his ubiquitous white uniform is pretty much shredded, and brightly decorated in both red and blue. Some ripped off bits have been used as impromptu bandaging, but there's still enough slashes, claw marks and bites(??) showing (and there's a good few) to notice that the most severe ones have been frozen shut.

The Arrancar himself is nonchalantly staring at what looks like a waistcoat of some sort. He's holding himself a little more stiffly than usual, but he only glances up briefly when disturbed.]

That took much longer than I was expecting.

[Time to face the music.]

[deadlygoals]

Food places would be another good place. The clock tower, too. [ In case he's bothering the other hole dude ]

[reanbeans]

Got it.