[He steps in the dorms, or at least he thought he did. Oh what the fuck is this nonsense? He looks back, doesn't see a door and is immediately so much grumpier than he was a minute ago.
Just gonna ignore that screaming for now.
He looks around, the key in his hand only gives him more questions. And then he starts walking to explore the place. Only to end up not going nearly as far as he wants.]
[ a little grimace at manwol's screaming, but otherwise not too big of a reaction. he does watch bradley try his hand at exploration, and then blows out a pfffb. ]
So, unexpected field trip that none of us asked for. Great. [ kon holds up the key. ] Everybody got one?
[ using the key to scratch at his temple, kon tiredly looks at the other three keys, the neighborhood, then turns back to look at the house. grimly, and a little more to himself: ] Curiosity killed the cat.
[ SIGH, and a little louder now: ] Satisfaction brought him back, and probably helped him figure out a way to get out of this uncanny valley neighborhood. If we don't think that we have any other option, we can go in - I'm not thrilled about it, but the impulse is there and I doubt the three of us will have any better luck than Bradley here.
[tfw i want to say yes so manwol can hold hands with everyone,
Manwol just deadeyes this Suggestion, she's now too antsy to wait to hold hands]
If they wanted to separate us then they would have done that already. [maybe. let Manwol in all her 5'2'' glory squeeze her way between Bradley and Kon and shove her key inside the doorknob!!!
she turns it sharply and then shoves the door open, immediately moving inside (and dies)]
[ Wow! They die immediately because she refused to hold hands.
Sadly, no. But once Manwol goes inside, the other three will feel like there is no need to stand outside? So they'll join her, whether they meant to or not, into this lovely house. Once they're all in the main hallway, they'll know that this is their home.
Is it their home? No, of course it's not. But even though they're aware that this feeling isn't normal, it'll be hard to shake the idea that this is where they live.
The decorations are modest. Comfortable furniture that definitely isn't new, but they're so cozy to fit in that it doesn't matter. The color scheme is blues and pinks, yellows and greens, and some of it might clash against each other, but that's just part of the charm. A few knick knacks are scattered around, on tables and even on the floor, and you're hit with the urge to clean! Do you:
> Clean, of course! What if someone steps on this knick knack and injure themselves? > Go find the nearest chair to sit and rest. Maybe nap as you watch the game. > Look around. It's good to learn about your home, right? ]
no, but this is definitely pushing more and more into uncanny as the impulse to go inside continues and brings them in. he goes after alphinaud, maneuvering past bradley checking out the knickknacks as he heads further in, ignoring the stairs. ]
Might as well, see if there's anything we can use. [ and he follows the wall of the living room, leaving that to alphinaud and - oh kitchen. nyoom past the dining room and into the kitchen, trying to find any traces of who actually lives here. ]
[the house, the decor -- manwol would never willingly live in a place that has pink and green in one color scheme, and yet...
The feeling of 'home' discombobulates her more than she wants to admit -- it's not something she's experienced in... however many years, but... she's feeling it now? for some reason??? She watches Kon and Alphinaud move further into the house, glances down at where Brad is looking at the floor and well, it seems like they've got it all covered??? even though it's weird that they're exploring their own house. no, the house.
Manwol will follow after Kon, but her aim is to get to the door of the garage, which she immediately opens because exploring! and... cars! hopefully!]
[ The living room is cute! There's one large sofa, with two smaller arm chairs besides it. A decently sized TV, but not incredibly large, hands on the wall in front of it. Around it is one of those large living room cabinets. It's filled with a lot of photographs of a smiling family of-- the four of you? Pictures at the park, at a beach, birthday parties, an amusement park, etc. You all look incredibly happy! Looking at them, Alphi will feel joy at remembering these good old times, een though they definitely did not happen.
Besides that, there are some smaller cabinets and tables. Books and newspapers are scattered all over, as well as other random items that were probably just abandoned in a living room. Does Alphinaud:
> Look around more closely. > Turn on the TV to see what's on. > Sit down and rest.
When Bradley looks closer, he'll see that they're these hell toys. He will be washed over with a feeling of nostalgia, because surely they had lost these toys when they moved here a few years back? (Kind of weird to think for a second, since this is their first time here.) Does he:
> Look somewhere else. > Play with the jacks. > Find somewhere to rest.
The kitchen is neatly kept, but it's not particularly modern. There's wooden cabinets, older models of appliances where the newest looking thing is a dish washer that doesn't match everything else. But everything is neat and orderly at a glance, except he'll smell something in the oven? Does he:
> Check what's cooking. > Go through the cabinets and other kitchen things. > Decide he needs some rest.
Manwol will walk into the two-car garage. It's... definitely not the cleanest part of the house, and she will remind herself that they will finally clean this out. You've all been telling yourselves you'll be doing that for a while, right? The cars in it aren't anything fancy, but they're what you all can afford and they still run just fine. Maybe next year there can be an upgrade?
Besides the cars, there are piles and piles of boxes around. A few exercise machines, like a treadmill and a stationary bike that haven't seen use in a while. Broken fishing poles that need to be fixed, and one of those toy scooters that Bradley kept banging against his ankle. A washing machine and dryer are sat at the corner. Does she:
> Look more into the cars. > Open up some dusty boxes. > She should maybe get some rest? ]
[ Cute, sure, but it's still all so odd to him, being unlike anything that exists in ye olde fantasy land and all. The most bizarre part being the photographs—which thankfully by now he knows what those are—except... Alphinaud is pretty sure these events never happened?
Which he has to remind himself after a wave of nostalgia. He shakes his head after setting down a picture frame with slightly more force than necessary, pulling away from the cabinet. ]
Some manner of trickery. [ He hisses out with a scowl. ] 'Tis as if something wants to lure us in...
[ He barely understands a TV though, so he'll look around the room a bit closer. ]
"Lure us in" sounds about right. [ kon calls over his shoulder to alphinaud, and trusts that the wizard who carries around a rifle will be able to take care of himself as he heads upstairs. manwol is at least in his peripheral, technically, so he focuses on checking out the kitchen.
we shouldn't have left the oven on is abruptly shoved aside, replaced by i've seen way too many horror movies with ovens as he warily goes to open it, just a crack, to see what's in there. ]
Anyone else getting a weird feeling, on top of that uncanny "belonging" one? [ rest ]
[Manwol props the door open with one of those dusty boxes because she is NOT going to clean the garage, that sounds like a task they can push to next Wednesday..... she Frowns, trying to remind herself that this is weird and also she'd never buy these cars???? Manwol will examine the red one more closely, maybe the keys are magically around here somewhere ]
Slap yourself if you start feeling sleepy.
[she yells, then immediately starts feeling tired... no it's fine she wants to see the car!!!]
[Looking closer, Alphinaud will get to see that the newspaper! It lists current events, like there's an election approaching later in the year, the nearby mall had a fire last week and had to close down some stores, there's a fundraiser for the elementary school this weekend, and the results of last night's baseball game. The paper is titled The Watchers.
There's a cellphone on the table, different from the ones that they're all used to using--older. It's a flip phone! Does he:
> Look through the phone. > Go somewhere else. > Rest. It's been such a long day.
Bradley heads to the master bedroom! It's very modern, with one queen bed, two dressers, and a desk. There's a bathroom as well connected to it and a closet. The bed is unmade, and Bradley will wonder why Manwol hasn't made her bed for a second? Does he:
> Go through the drawers. > Check the bathroom or closet. > The bed is right there.
When Kon opens the oven, smoke billows out of the open door. There's cake! And it's burning. There's also an odd smell to it, one that's very difficult to place but he will be able to tell it's not very... cake-y. Does he:
> Take the cake out. > Go look at something else. > Just close his eyes for a minute.
Manwol will be able to open the car door if she tries! The backseat is also full of boxes, and there's no key, but will hit her more is the smell, like there's something rotting in there. Does she:
> Look for the smell source. > Check out something else. > Take a nap. ]
[ This paper sure has a lot of words that mean very little to Alphinaud. Maybe... one of the others can make sense of it.
He sets the paper down. And hey—cellphone? He picks it up, turns it over in his hand, and flips it open. If it's got stuff to look through he'll do that with his minimal cellphone knowledge. ]
he sounds a little distracted, and he does close his eyes - but it's not long enough to be rest, so much as it is to brace himself and let some of the smoke vent. after that, kon reaches out to turn off the oven, looking for a pair of oven mitts so that he can.
take this cake out.
under his breath, as he opens the oven and reaches in to take it out: ] The ocean's dying. Plankton's dying. It's people. Soylent Green is made out of people. They're making our food out of people.
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Just gonna ignore that screaming for now.
He looks around, the key in his hand only gives him more questions. And then he starts walking to explore the place. Only to end up not going nearly as far as he wants.]
Ain't a fan.
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So, unexpected field trip that none of us asked for. Great. [ kon holds up the key. ] Everybody got one?
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She lifts up her key.]
Unfortunately.
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... I presume we must use these? As much as I would prefer to find a way back...
[ Alphinaud trails off, then frowns. ]
I feel inclined to see what may lie inside.
[ for some reason? huh! ]
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Fuck.
Feelin' a pull to go in too?
Doesn't seem there's a choice.
[Which means a part of him really wants to stay out here to spite whatever brought him. But that need to go in is very annoyingly persuasive.
He tried to explore and it didn't let him. So whatever is in there is what they need to deal with.]
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[ using the key to scratch at his temple, kon tiredly looks at the other three keys, the neighborhood, then turns back to look at the house. grimly, and a little more to himself: ] Curiosity killed the cat.
[ SIGH, and a little louder now: ] Satisfaction brought him back, and probably helped him figure out a way to get out of this uncanny valley neighborhood. If we don't think that we have any other option, we can go in - I'm not thrilled about it, but the impulse is there and I doubt the three of us will have any better luck than Bradley here.
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Fine. If opening the door will get us some answers -- like how we were teleported here in the first place, then I want to go inside.
[manwol is 200% sure that it's god. god is behind that door. god is fcking with them and the sooner she gets in the sooner she can wallop them.]
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'Tis an itch I wish to scratch, to speak plain. There are four of us, so I believe it will be fine.
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[SIGHS. He'll toss the key up for a moment before he goes up to the door.]
Let's go.
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Well, we could always hold onto each other. [ a little dryly, except it's viable enough if they want to go that route. ]
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Manwol just deadeyes this Suggestion, she's now too antsy to wait to hold hands]
If they wanted to separate us then they would have done that already. [maybe. let Manwol in all her 5'2'' glory squeeze her way between Bradley and Kon and shove her key inside the doorknob!!!
she turns it sharply and then shoves the door open, immediately moving inside (and dies)]
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Sadly, no. But once Manwol goes inside, the other three will feel like there is no need to stand outside? So they'll join her, whether they meant to or not, into this lovely house. Once they're all in the main hallway, they'll know that this is their home.
Is it their home? No, of course it's not. But even though they're aware that this feeling isn't normal, it'll be hard to shake the idea that this is where they live.
The decorations are modest. Comfortable furniture that definitely isn't new, but they're so cozy to fit in that it doesn't matter. The color scheme is blues and pinks, yellows and greens, and some of it might clash against each other, but that's just part of the charm. A few knick knacks are scattered around, on tables and even on the floor, and you're hit with the urge to clean! Do you:
> Clean, of course! What if someone steps on this knick knack and injure themselves?
> Go find the nearest chair to sit and rest. Maybe nap as you watch the game.
> Look around. It's good to learn about your home, right? ]
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In spite of his wants to just get comfortable, he wanders further into the living room. ]
I'll begin to have a look around.
[ Surely... there must be something out of place to find, to explain what the hell is going on here. ]
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What the fuck is this shit?
[Whatever, this doesn't look that dangerous but... hm.
It's less like he's cleaning and more like he's crouching down to observe these knickknacks more carefully. What are these things?]
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no, but this is definitely pushing more and more into uncanny as the impulse to go inside continues and brings them in. he goes after alphinaud, maneuvering past bradley checking out the knickknacks as he heads further in, ignoring the stairs. ]
Might as well, see if there's anything we can use. [ and he follows the wall of the living room, leaving that to alphinaud and - oh kitchen. nyoom past the dining room and into the kitchen, trying to find any traces of who actually lives here. ]
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The feeling of 'home' discombobulates her more than she wants to admit -- it's not something she's experienced in... however many years, but... she's feeling it now? for some reason??? She watches Kon and Alphinaud move further into the house, glances down at where Brad is looking at the floor and well, it seems like they've got it all covered??? even though it's weird that they're exploring their own house. no, the house.
Manwol will follow after Kon, but her aim is to get to the door of the garage, which she immediately opens because exploring! and... cars! hopefully!]
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Besides that, there are some smaller cabinets and tables. Books and newspapers are scattered all over, as well as other random items that were probably just abandoned in a living room. Does Alphinaud:
> Look around more closely.
> Turn on the TV to see what's on.
> Sit down and rest.
When Bradley looks closer, he'll see that they're these hell toys. He will be washed over with a feeling of nostalgia, because surely they had lost these toys when they moved here a few years back? (Kind of weird to think for a second, since this is their first time here.) Does he:
> Look somewhere else.
> Play with the jacks.
> Find somewhere to rest.
The kitchen is neatly kept, but it's not particularly modern. There's wooden cabinets, older models of appliances where the newest looking thing is a dish washer that doesn't match everything else. But everything is neat and orderly at a glance, except he'll smell something in the oven? Does he:
> Check what's cooking.
> Go through the cabinets and other kitchen things.
> Decide he needs some rest.
Manwol will walk into the two-car garage. It's... definitely not the cleanest part of the house, and she will remind herself that they will finally clean this out. You've all been telling yourselves you'll be doing that for a while, right? The cars in it aren't anything fancy, but they're what you all can afford and they still run just fine. Maybe next year there can be an upgrade?
Besides the cars, there are piles and piles of boxes around. A few exercise machines, like a treadmill and a stationary bike that haven't seen use in a while. Broken fishing poles that need to be fixed, and one of those toy scooters that Bradley kept banging against his ankle. A washing machine and dryer are sat at the corner. Does she:
> Look more into the cars.
> Open up some dusty boxes.
> She should maybe get some rest? ]
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Which he has to remind himself after a wave of nostalgia. He shakes his head after setting down a picture frame with slightly more force than necessary, pulling away from the cabinet. ]
Some manner of trickery. [ He hisses out with a scowl. ] 'Tis as if something wants to lure us in...
[ He barely understands a TV though, so he'll look around the room a bit closer. ]
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There is something wrong here. Something is messing with him and the fact he can't see who is only adding to his growing irritation.]
'm goin' upstairs.
[He takes a quick glance around the hallway and heads into the master bedroom.]
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we shouldn't have left the oven on is abruptly shoved aside, replaced by i've seen way too many horror movies with ovens as he warily goes to open it, just a crack, to see what's in there. ]
Anyone else getting a weird feeling, on top of that uncanny "belonging" one? [ rest ]
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Slap yourself if you start feeling sleepy.
[she yells, then immediately starts feeling tired... no it's fine she wants to see the car!!!]
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There's a cellphone on the table, different from the ones that they're all used to using--older. It's a flip phone! Does he:
> Look through the phone.
> Go somewhere else.
> Rest. It's been such a long day.
Bradley heads to the master bedroom! It's very modern, with one queen bed, two dressers, and a desk. There's a bathroom as well connected to it and a closet. The bed is unmade, and Bradley will wonder why Manwol hasn't made her bed for a second? Does he:
> Go through the drawers.
> Check the bathroom or closet.
> The bed is right there.
When Kon opens the oven, smoke billows out of the open door. There's cake! And it's burning. There's also an odd smell to it, one that's very difficult to place but he will be able to tell it's not very... cake-y. Does he:
> Take the cake out.
> Go look at something else.
> Just close his eyes for a minute.
Manwol will be able to open the car door if she tries! The backseat is also full of boxes, and there's no key, but will hit her more is the smell, like there's something rotting in there. Does she:
> Look for the smell source.
> Check out something else.
> Take a nap. ]
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He sets the paper down. And hey—cellphone? He picks it up, turns it over in his hand, and flips it open. If it's got stuff to look through he'll do that with his minimal cellphone knowledge. ]
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He's going to go through the drawers right now. What's in these? What can he take? ]
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[
he sounds a little distracted, and he does close his eyes - but it's not long enough to be rest, so much as it is to brace himself and let some of the smoke vent. after that, kon reaches out to turn off the oven, looking for a pair of oven mitts so that he can.
take this cake out.
under his breath, as he opens the oven and reaches in to take it out: ] The ocean's dying. Plankton's dying. It's people. Soylent Green is made out of people. They're making our food out of people.
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