[Manwol gives a look at the black smoke that wafts out of Malik's mouth, and then gives him a look. at this point, she's starting to wonder if the black smoke is...
but then she's distracted because no one in this group listens to her, apparently,]
Please tell me that you all hear that.
[she doesn't know it's a head.... that's rita's head friend now]
[ he's still walking forward, but he'll walk backward if it means keeping an eye on the group. he really doesn't like what's going on with rita trying to- ? find loose change? what is she doing down there? and apparently manwol is hearing voices so this is all VERY NICE, VERY COOL. ]
[well. it's hard to miss a head when rita's pointing right at it, so he...kind of stares in its vague direction, not quite able to make out any features or the like.]
...are we gonna help him? What's it even doing down there? [he could ask the head directly, but no. he will ask at large.]
["Yeah, congratulations, you've exposed my dark secret! Which is that I'm a fucking head, yes, great observation-- are we really just gonna do the 'talk about me like I'm not here' thing, or are you gonna get me unstuck so I can answer some of your questions?"
He can't really like, roll or move or anything, he just sort of attempts to wiggle. His ears wiggle a bit, I guess.
"I've been here for a while, I've got a pretty good idea of what's going on in this place, so if you help me out... maybe I can help you guys."]
[ malik's just standing in the middle of the hallway watching this. he hasn't even seen the head but you know what? ]
Carrying around random body parts can't possibly be helpful. If it isn't another illusion, how can you trust a random... head... that's just laying around in this place?
and reaches in, and grabs the head with both hands. she turns to hand it to taichi... then remembers he's carrying a sword. does she have to hold this head? god damn it.]
... Fine, whatever. We might as well hear what you've got to say.
Any funny business, and you're getting drop-kicked, though.
You'd be surprised how useful talking heads can be. [this only makes sense to him, maybe, but he grins slightly at manwol and turns to rita with a little shrug. congrats on your head. speaking of the head:]
Alright. We helped you out, so what can you tell us about this place?
["I mean, I don't know what kind of funny business you think I can manage, but-- yeah, thanks."
He looks relieved to not be stuck anymore, at least, but now that he can get a good look at everyone-
"Oh, shit, you guys look kinda rough. You've done the whole Trust/Forsake room thing? You didn't hit Trust, did you, you should know you always gotta hit Forsake."
After a moment, though, he continues:
"As for why I'm a head, well, I've been here for... a pretty long time, and given up pretty much everything I can already. See, this place makes a lot of promises, but-- do you know what a lich is? Super powerful undead magical being, basically? Well, this place is run by a couple of extremely powerful liches, and they're literally feeding on the suffering of everybody who they lure into this place. I came here because I was hired to escort somebody through, and-- well, here I still am.
But that means I'm pretty familiar with the place by now, so if you take me with you, I can probably give you some decent advice if you need it. The, uh, the trade-off is... I don't have anything else left to give. You're gonna have to take on my sacrifices when that comes up."]
[Manwol's expression falls because she does in fact know what a lich is, and that doesn't bode well for the rest of them.
If it's telling the truth.
She finds that it's easy enough to buy, and that makes her suspicious. also yes, she did hit trust, thanks a lot head. she glances back at Taichi (and frowns at his sword) and then at the others,]
I guess this means we'll have to spin that wheel again.
[take on the head's sacrifices? it's not a deal she likes, but Manwol's familiar with making bad deals. though all of those have been advantageous to only her]
I'm going to assume that since the rest of you like bad ideas, you're going to be taking that thing with us...? What kind of sacrifices can a head make, anyway?
[ he doesn't know wtf a lich is or any of this other fantasy bullshit so he can't speak on the matter, but honestly given what this last month and a half has been, and everything that happened on the last field trip, an entity feeding on suffering doesn't really sound that extreme. just par for the course in this suffering game known as life!!! haha!!!! ]
[somewhere in the back of his head, he thinks about voidfish. but he contemplates this head's suggestion and frowns in thought, the grip on the sword tightening a little.]
We're already at a disadvantage not knowing how to leave and not knowing what to expect. If we can get some extra help from...uh, what's your name? [mr. head...] The extra help might be worth knowing how to get past whatever's waiting for us. I know the sacrifices are probably going to get worse, but if it's an extra sacrifice split between us that's not as bad.
[and, to the head:] How much further do you think we have to go?
[At Manwol's question, he says, "Oh, yeah, you're gonna have to keep spinning that wheel. That's how I ended up like this, you can't progress without it."
And to the others: "They definitely get worse, but it should just be the one extra one. I-- listen, I would do it if I could, but I have so little left to me that I really just... I can't. I don't have, like, a body? Or limbs? So... I appreciate it, guys, I really do. Name's Cam, by the way."
Though, he hesitates before he grimaces and says, "The bad news about your last question is that, well, there's no telling. See, most people don't leave here at all. It's designed to just extract more and more suffering from you until, eventually, you die. There are ways, that's how my employer left Wonderland, but if I'm being honest with you? They have to be traps, too. Even if you leave here, you're getting dumped in the middle of the Felicity Wilds, and they're pretty dangerous on their own."
[well, fine. rita's just carrying cam in her arms in front of her, letting him face outward so he can see the people questioning him. she seems to be mulling something over in her mind while the others ask their questions.]
[he's following along at a slightly slower pace, heading down the hall and staring at cam in rita's arms but he doesn't have much to say. everyone else has sort of covered it, and he seems to be mulling over some things of his own. he does make an attempt to see if there's anything else noteworthy about the hallway though.]
["My employer-? She was some kind of wizard, I don't really know what she was here looking for. Said she couldn't tell me what it was, but you know, that wasn't my business, I was just hired to help her get through this. I tried to tell her escaping was gonna be a trap, too, but..."
He goes quiet, there, and just sighs.
"Pretty sure she didn't make it out there on her own, honestly."
As they approach through the hallway, Taichi doesn't see anything else noteworthy! The next room is, however, pretty familiar.
"Well, you know how this one goes!" says the female guiding voice, as they enter a room with the Wheel of Sacrifice lit up and ready to go. "Though it looks like you've expanded your party a little, so...."
Five dim red panels appear over the opposite door.
["More eyes? Really? This is, uh, a little unusual to land on one so often, but-- that's luck for you!" says the male voice.
The female one says, "Manwol, Malik... you both landed on eye, so... oh, I've got it! We'll keep it fresh like this: you're both going to get a couple of different options for how this one is going to go. You can either lose one of those peepers entirely-- completely painlessly, we promise you-- or we'll let you take a hit to your vision like Taichi did, with the added loss of no longer seeing color.
Rita, you landed on clock, and that's going to be... hmm. It's the second round, so let's say-- ten years of your life? I think that sounds fair for now.
And Taichi, for rolling body: if you accept the sacrifice, we'll just be taking some of that athleticism from you. Not to an extreme level, of course, but you're not going to be getting any soccer scholarships, I'll say that much."
"This last one, though-- oh, this is a good one," the male voice says, excitedly. Cam looks pretty nervous about it. The voice continues, "For landing on this space, one of you gets to choose what you give up! It's going to need to be equivalent with the other sacrifices in this round, though, and if the first offer you settle on isn't enough... you're still going to lose what you offered, but you won't fulfill your sacrifice, and will have to give up more to satisfy it. Completely up to you!"
"Sorry, guys," Cam says with a wince, "I know that one's gonna be, uh, rough to work with."]
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but then she's distracted because no one in this group listens to her, apparently,]
Please tell me that you all hear that.
[she doesn't know it's a head.... that's rita's head friend now]
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[ he's still walking forward, but he'll walk backward if it means keeping an eye on the group. he really doesn't like what's going on with rita trying to- ? find loose change? what is she doing down there? and apparently manwol is hearing voices so this is all VERY NICE, VERY COOL. ]
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... It's a head.
[that sinks in for a second, and she asks it]
... Why are you a head.
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...are we gonna help him? What's it even doing down there? [he could ask the head directly, but no. he will ask at large.]
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He can't really like, roll or move or anything, he just sort of attempts to wiggle. His ears wiggle a bit, I guess.
"I've been here for a while, I've got a pretty good idea of what's going on in this place, so if you help me out... maybe I can help you guys."]
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I'm not touching it.
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Carrying around random body parts can't possibly be helpful. If it isn't another illusion, how can you trust a random... head... that's just laying around in this place?
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and reaches in, and grabs the head with both hands. she turns to hand it to taichi... then remembers he's carrying a sword. does she have to hold this head? god damn it.]
... Fine, whatever. We might as well hear what you've got to say.
Any funny business, and you're getting drop-kicked, though.
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Alright. We helped you out, so what can you tell us about this place?
[he does, in fact, still have a sword.]
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He looks relieved to not be stuck anymore, at least, but now that he can get a good look at everyone-
"Oh, shit, you guys look kinda rough. You've done the whole Trust/Forsake room thing? You didn't hit Trust, did you, you should know you always gotta hit Forsake."
After a moment, though, he continues:
"As for why I'm a head, well, I've been here for... a pretty long time, and given up pretty much everything I can already. See, this place makes a lot of promises, but-- do you know what a lich is? Super powerful undead magical being, basically? Well, this place is run by a couple of extremely powerful liches, and they're literally feeding on the suffering of everybody who they lure into this place. I came here because I was hired to escort somebody through, and-- well, here I still am.
But that means I'm pretty familiar with the place by now, so if you take me with you, I can probably give you some decent advice if you need it. The, uh, the trade-off is... I don't have anything else left to give. You're gonna have to take on my sacrifices when that comes up."]
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If it's telling the truth.
She finds that it's easy enough to buy, and that makes her suspicious. also yes, she did hit trust, thanks a lot head. she glances back at Taichi (and frowns at his sword) and then at the others,]
I guess this means we'll have to spin that wheel again.
[take on the head's sacrifices? it's not a deal she likes, but Manwol's familiar with making bad deals. though all of those have been advantageous to only her]
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I'm going to assume that since the rest of you like bad ideas, you're going to be taking that thing with us...? What kind of sacrifices can a head make, anyway?
[ he doesn't know wtf a lich is or any of this other fantasy bullshit so he can't speak on the matter, but honestly given what this last month and a half has been, and everything that happened on the last field trip, an entity feeding on suffering doesn't really sound that extreme. just par for the course in this suffering game known as life!!! haha!!!! ]
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An extra sacrifice between us? [she looks to each of them, uncertain.]
... Those sacrifices are probably going to get more severe as we go on.
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We're already at a disadvantage not knowing how to leave and not knowing what to expect. If we can get some extra help from...uh, what's your name? [mr. head...] The extra help might be worth knowing how to get past whatever's waiting for us. I know the sacrifices are probably going to get worse, but if it's an extra sacrifice split between us that's not as bad.
[and, to the head:] How much further do you think we have to go?
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And to the others: "They definitely get worse, but it should just be the one extra one. I-- listen, I would do it if I could, but I have so little left to me that I really just... I can't. I don't have, like, a body? Or limbs? So... I appreciate it, guys, I really do. Name's Cam, by the way."
Though, he hesitates before he grimaces and says, "The bad news about your last question is that, well, there's no telling. See, most people don't leave here at all. It's designed to just extract more and more suffering from you until, eventually, you die. There are ways, that's how my employer left Wonderland, but if I'm being honest with you? They have to be traps, too. Even if you leave here, you're getting dumped in the middle of the Felicity Wilds, and they're pretty dangerous on their own."
The rest of the hallway still lies ahead.]
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[Manwol says, but she just sounds tired. she'll start moving down this hallway towards the next door with the rest of the group,]
Did you lose your limbs because of that wheel?
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Who was your employer?
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[well, fine. rita's just carrying cam in her arms in front of her, letting him face outward so he can see the people questioning him. she seems to be mulling something over in her mind while the others ask their questions.]
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He goes quiet, there, and just sighs.
"Pretty sure she didn't make it out there on her own, honestly."
As they approach through the hallway, Taichi doesn't see anything else noteworthy! The next room is, however, pretty familiar.
"Well, you know how this one goes!" says the female guiding voice, as they enter a room with the Wheel of Sacrifice lit up and ready to go. "Though it looks like you've expanded your party a little, so...."
Five dim red panels appear over the opposite door.
"Now, let's get to it," the male one says.]
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Manwol steps up to the wheel and spins it with her uninjured arm, the wheel stops at eye.
She grimaces, then steps back.]
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guess it's time for a spin. malik's also stops on eye. ]
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[well, she's not worried about malik doing that. but some of you.
she tucks cam under one arm so she can spin the wheel, and it lands on clock.]
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[which is to say he spins the wheel and it lands on body. however, he spins a second time for cam and it lands on ?]
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The female one says, "Manwol, Malik... you both landed on eye, so... oh, I've got it! We'll keep it fresh like this: you're both going to get a couple of different options for how this one is going to go. You can either lose one of those peepers entirely-- completely painlessly, we promise you-- or we'll let you take a hit to your vision like Taichi did, with the added loss of no longer seeing color.
Rita, you landed on clock, and that's going to be... hmm. It's the second round, so let's say-- ten years of your life? I think that sounds fair for now.
And Taichi, for rolling body: if you accept the sacrifice, we'll just be taking some of that athleticism from you. Not to an extreme level, of course, but you're not going to be getting any soccer scholarships, I'll say that much."
"This last one, though-- oh, this is a good one," the male voice says, excitedly. Cam looks pretty nervous about it. The voice continues, "For landing on this space, one of you gets to choose what you give up! It's going to need to be equivalent with the other sacrifices in this round, though, and if the first offer you settle on isn't enough... you're still going to lose what you offered, but you won't fulfill your sacrifice, and will have to give up more to satisfy it. Completely up to you!"
"Sorry, guys," Cam says with a wince, "I know that one's gonna be, uh, rough to work with."]
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