WEEK 5

[umbralant]

WEEK 5

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Was what happened on Friday yet another tragedy in a string of them or just a complete shitshow? Well, regardless of which line of thought you subscribe to, the reality of it is that another three of your number are no longer in this realm with you. At least the remains of what had happened last week have been neatly cleaned up as always, even if that might not change what’s been etched in your memories. The drum set in the jazz bar remains busted though, because the masterminds aren't that generous. At least the tarot shop and boutique remain fine even if the vanished crystals and women's clothing aren't going to be restocked.

But either way, it’s a new week, and that means new locations to explore as the fog gives way to more of the city and its lamplit streets. The new moon waxes to half this week, appearing as a crescent moon for most of the week. It's far from optimistic, but maybe the brightening is a sign that this will be over soon...? Or maybe it just means the worst is yet to come, it's hard to say.

[[Welcome to Week 5! Note that new areas have been added, and can be found under the Week 5 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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[umbralant]

[Aaaaand then another message comes at him a minute later.]

Steal art museum computer away from Rem. Hotel can be explored safely from here. Fire vision cant read, can see & hear. Read all text aloud.

[moonfang]

[so they can handle the hotel... good, because Zangetsu doesn't want to go anywhere near that death trap] The computer in the museum? Can do. But uh... what is "Fire vision"?

[deadlygoals]

That's how they see us. Through a flame.

[moonfang]

Ohh... so it's like a portal between our version of this world and theirs. [he pauses to think about it. That's different than how he's used to, that's for sure] So any important info, we should read aloud.

[deadlygoals]

Maybe that poem? You also saw that paper in the hotel. You should tell them about that.

[moonfang]

Oh, right!

[he addresses the marquee]

In the first floor hotel rooms, there's notes from the Lady about experiments she did there. Apparently they were all failures, at least on that level.

[deadlygoals]

Iago found a poem in the confessional booth in the church..

Tom, Tom, the piper's son,
Stole a pig, and away did run;
The pig was eat
And Tom was beat,
And Tom went crying
Down the street.

[umbralant]

Were there any details on what kind of experiments she did?

[moonfang]

There was more written there, but I couldn't see it from where I was. Sorry. We're gonna have to get our hands on those papers, somehow. Maybe... if you guys can figure out how ta disable the traps?

[psychophant]

I'm not entirely sure just what she's been working on recently, but in the past she experimented with "animal augmenting" and her favorite subjects were insects. [which is so gross!!!] It sounds as though those experiments haven't been working as effectively for her here, however.

She's also worked on "teleportation portals" and likely quite a few other sorts of technology I'm unfamiliar with.

[umbralant]

[Thank goodness Dazai explains because this response may or may not be the best explanation.]

All meetings & all of you visible. She/Rem not always visible. Rem & blues connected to electric/maybe each other. Twilight shouldnt exist.

[raventhaw]

And why shouldn’t twilight exist?

[moonfang]

Shouldn't exist... and is collapsing in a week. Sheesh. Talk about narrow deadlines... but don't worry, we'll figure something out. [he pauses, then;] Speakin' of electricity and shit, do you guys know anything about what's going on down in the subway tunnels?

[umbralant]

[In a trend of being abrupt:]

Subway maybe possible here. Hotel action only here, vision bad, text only possible there. Find out about her/Rem plans. Search Room XI.

[moonfang]

[is this ulquiorra......]

Room 11? In the hotel? Could you, like... use more words. Please.

[umbralant]

[Maybe!! It is a mystery]

Housing. Hotel text cant read here. Demon books here. Blues(powers)+Survivors(souls) key to her plans. Find out why clock is working there.

[moonfang]

[dammit ulquiorra]

I am so confused. I hope someone else knows what the fuck you're on about.

[deadlygoals]

Might be a good job for our thieves. [ Where is Erik anyways. ]

What did you guys find at the Hotel?

[bawcock]

[ Right over here!! Reading and listening intently. ]

[deadlygoals]

[ GESTURES AT HIM ]

There we go. We have our volunteers for the computer heist.

[bawcock]

... Do we really need it that bad? And why are they asking us to steal it in the first place?

[ surely whatever's on it isn't that important!! ]

[deadlygoals]

It must be important if they are sharing it. They only have a limited window to talk to us, and it sounds like they may die in a week.

[moonfang]

Mmm. If it's important enough fer them to take the time to talk about it, it's important enough for us to go get it. Heist, part 2!

[umbralant]

[This message doesn't wait for Erik, but maybe it'll stay there long enough for him to see anyways??]

Hotel not yet. Search spa maybe connected to her. Night sealed/too long/blues too many/building up. Night/Day cycle 100s years, now faster.

[deadlygoals]

Should we break open the hotel for you?

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Should we break open the hotel for you?

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Wait. A hundred of years?