You find yourself awakening in an unfamiliar location. Even if you don't sleep - even if you weren't sleeping in the Void, or even if you weren't in the Void - you find yourself here now. Your head feels fuzzy and you struggle to remember. Where are you? What were you supposed to be doing? Who are you? The exact extent of this is up to you all, but regardless, waking up is a struggle.
Getting free is going to be even more of a struggle. You're suspended in a glass tube of some kind, bound at the ankles and wrists keeping you aloft by mechanical shackles. Those will break fairly easily even if you aren't the strongest; the glass tube will be the bigger problem. It's thick and not the easiest to break - although those of you with enough strength can shatter it, and if you remember how to use your shards, those could come in handy.
Speaking of, you still retain your shards on the backs of your hands where they should be. You can still make use of them even here... wherever "here" is.
It seems to be a laboratory of some sort; aside from the glass tubes housing all of you individually, there are several more filled with liquid and dark objects within... are they people? Regardless of what they are, they fill you with dread. You don't want to end up like them, do you?
The laboratory is dimly lit. You can only see a few feet in front of you, making it difficult to tell what else this place has to offer aside from your fellow shardbearers and those ominous tubes. Strangely, any attempts at creating light - whether that's through anything you have on your person or through use of your shard powers - will simply fail. You're stuck in the dark, it seems, and even if you were once capable of seeing in it, you aren't able to now.
Focus on getting free first, then let's see where this leads.
[Break yourselves free and help your friends; for now, you're stuck in this dimly-lit, rather ominous laboratory. You can wander off in any direction once you're free - north, south, east, or west; there's no indication of where you should go, after all.]
[Dorothy hates this place so far, and she's barely been in it for a moment. She's able to break free easily with her strength, but she looks around this place with a wariness that she hasn't had in weeks. It's not safe here. It's not safe here, no, it isn't, this reminds her a little too much of home and--
Dorothy isn't going to wait for anyone else before starting to go West, determined to get out of this place that's setting her on edge.]
[Viktor wished this was not the second time he'd woken up stuck with no memory of how he'd gotten there. Or he would have wished as much, had his instant response not been a flood of panic, burn of a laser and the violent crashing of the Hexclaw through glass, Viktor staggering out in the frantic whirring of near-hyperventilating.]
Dorothy-? Wait, wait, hold on-- [Quickly trying to pull himself together, he grabbed his staff and half-stumbled after her before starting to straighten up.]
[His memory might still be a bit fuzzy at best, but he does know two things - everyone is very intent on getting out of these tubes and he has some affection for this kid. So.]
Cover yer eyes, yeah? I'll get ya.
[And assuming Lark does so? The glass will shatter away with a few hard smacks of the back of his axe, and the shackles are even easier to pull off with hand and claw.]
[ More is in the tube and he doesn't know who he is - that sensation in itself somehow manages to be the only thing about this situation that feels even halfway familiar.
He's happy to just... sit on the tube floor and dwell on the strange and transient nature of his nameless existence, until other tubes start shattering and a fear of being left behind begins gripping him instinctively.
So he's... knocking on his tube, waving a little. Hello?? Little help here?? ]
[ And in true Percy fashion (who actually...was able to break out of his tube, thanks to summoning a fucking war axe I guess), he grabs his hoverboard (thanks redd) and brings it up to More's tube.
Bang. Bang. Bang. He's just. Whacking More's glass with this board and then he decides to do a half-assed kickflip to finish it off. ]
[For all of the references of wanting to experiment on him that Rosé has made, Oscar suddenly finds himself very, very glad that it has never actually happened. Ugh, this is awful.
At least it's not hard for him to smash the tube and break free; once he's managed that, he's going to be seeing who else needs some help getting out.]
[ under no circumstances would wolfwood have been ever okay to be woken up to find himself in a lab. worse of all, in a state where he can't get himself out. not to say he's at the pure mercy of someone freeing him from the glass tube, but he does only have one good arm and good enough legs.
all three limbs getting to work to get himself free from the glass tube. he'll probably be able to get himself after enough time but, will it be before he makes his injuries worse? who's to say... ]
Lucifer bangs hard against the glass, but isn't able to break himself free. Which is just as well, probably, given he'd have shattered glass with his fist otherwise, and then he'd be bleeding all over the place.
Not that it stops him from continuing to bang against the glass anyway.]
[ Ah, déjà vu. How many times will Ashley awaken in restraints, in a place she doesn't know? Third time's the charm? Isn't that what they say?
To her surprise, she pulls at the restraints hard enough and they break, but the tube, well...the tube's another story. She knocks on it, first tentatively and then fast, frantic— ]
No no no no no not again—help! P-please, get me out of here!
The machine stands placidly in the tube, waiting, for a little while. It has been placed here. There must have been a reason. Maybe it's awaiting repairs. But it's still a learning machine, so as it watches others break out of their tubes, it absorbs and considers...maybe it's supposed to do that instead? But maybe not. Maybe it would be in trouble if it did. The risk seems too great, so it just watches the others to collect more data first.]
[Well this sure is an unusual development. Ed panics for a moment, before realizing breaking the shackles is easy enough. That wasn't too bad!
The glass is proving more of a problem, though. Even though he tries, he can't break it. Trying to paint over it isn't successful either. The few strokes of ink he managed to make on the inner surface of the glass extends, but that's probably because of the fluid he's suspended in, making the ink fade enough for him to not be able to get out by himself.
The glass is a little weakened, though! So hey, at least it'll be easier to break it from the outside. With a claw, he taps on the glass, hoping to get the attention of someone, hopefully friendly]
[While the others are trying to escape, Yugi simply remains suspended in his tube.
He can't quite recall how he got here, who he is, or who anyone else is around him for that matter. Are they supposed to be breaking the tubes..? He doesn't know.
[Ough. This is not at all how Raven wanted to wake up. Was someone using him as a test subject? Talk about disturbing. His head is so foggy- it's like he's woken up with a bad hangover. Did he get put in another one of those mindscapes...?
He manages to tug himself free from his bonds, but no amount of ramming against the glass is going to break it.
To anyone who managed to get out, he mouths to them "Little help here?" from the other side of the glass.]
[...He has the general feeling of waking up and realizing there is a test today that he absolutely didn't study for. Except instead of a test it's just about everything. He's kind of... looking at the shackles... wondering if this may have been something he agreed to, for, uh, reasons? He is aware there are reasons why one would be voluntarily chained up. It is a bit strange he's aware of that and not, like, anything about himself or his situation, but.
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Those reasons generally tend to be null and void if you don't know why you agreed to them, though, and the environment otherwise is extremely unsexy, so he's just. going to. break out of those. and see if he can break through the glass. he's got a metal boot on, it should be fine if he tries to kick his way out...?????]
[ Oookay, he's got a duckling (More), who also has a duckling (Turo), and the duck co-parents are here (Ashley and Yves), and whoever else wants to join this silly little group is welcome to come, too. Percy has his...giant war axe with him today, I guess, and they're headed south! Yippee!
Do we really want this guy leading the charge though... ]
If you hear or see something off, say something, okay? It's pretty dark so I really can't see shit.
[ So Lark, Atem and Oscar (and maybe more people who decided to see what was up with one of them having wanderitis) are heading East. Clearly this will go well. ]
[The crumbling scenery around you gets worse - walls cracking and breaking apart revealing nothing but darkness behind them, the floor beginning to splinter beneath your weight as it too starts to fade.
Standing before you, even if you did not take the east path, is your other self. They look exactly like you. Though they speak, their lips do not move, and their voice - your voice - echoes in your head.]
Enough.
[It's your voice. It isn't your voice. There's something deep and heavy behind it, something unfamiliar and unwelcome, and whatever it is wants you gone.]
I've had enough of this. Leave.
[It isn't your voice. It's deep, masculine, and very, very angry.
For a brief moment, a searing pain tears through your temples and your shard alike, and the world goes black.
As it does so, you catch one final glimpse of your other self as the world crumbles into nothing.
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THE LAB
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Dorothy isn't going to wait for anyone else before starting to go West, determined to get out of this place that's setting her on edge.]
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Dorothy-? Wait, wait, hold on-- [Quickly trying to pull himself together, he grabbed his staff and half-stumbled after her before starting to straighten up.]
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Well this is just great—
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Cover yer eyes, yeah? I'll get ya.
[And assuming Lark does so? The glass will shatter away with a few hard smacks of the back of his axe, and the shackles are even easier to pull off with hand and claw.]
Y'alright then?
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He's happy to just... sit on the tube floor and dwell on the strange and transient nature of his nameless existence, until other tubes start shattering and a fear of being left behind begins gripping him instinctively.
So he's... knocking on his tube, waving a little. Hello?? Little help here?? ]
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[ And in true Percy fashion (who actually...was able to break out of his tube, thanks to summoning a fucking war axe I guess), he grabs his hoverboard (thanks redd) and brings it up to More's tube.
Bang. Bang. Bang. He's just. Whacking More's glass with this board and then he decides to do a half-assed kickflip to finish it off. ]
There we go...
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At least it's not hard for him to smash the tube and break free; once he's managed that, he's going to be seeing who else needs some help getting out.]
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all three limbs getting to work to get himself free from the glass tube. he'll probably be able to get himself after enough time but, will it be before he makes his injuries worse? who's to say... ]
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Don't mind them slamming their metal-clad glove into it to break the glass, buddy. ]
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Lucifer bangs hard against the glass, but isn't able to break himself free. Which is just as well, probably, given he'd have shattered glass with his fist otherwise, and then he'd be bleeding all over the place.
Not that it stops him from continuing to bang against the glass anyway.]
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[ Gyles is far from the strongest, but what he lacks in muscle he makes up for with a dagger and lasers to create a weak point in the glass. ]
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To her surprise, she pulls at the restraints hard enough and they break, but the tube, well...the tube's another story. She knocks on it, first tentatively and then fast, frantic— ]
No no no no no not again—help! P-please, get me out of here!
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Get away from the glass, I'll get you out...!
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Ḧ̴̪̤̳̹̣͎̻̖̠̙͚͒͌̽͘ę̷̻͎͍̬͙̬͌̔̎̈̇̽͗̏̒̊̾͐͛̈́̒̔ < Memory management error >
It is in a tube.
The machine stands placidly in the tube, waiting, for a little while. It has been placed here. There must have been a reason. Maybe it's awaiting repairs. But it's still a learning machine, so as it watches others break out of their tubes, it absorbs and considers...maybe it's supposed to do that instead? But maybe not. Maybe it would be in trouble if it did. The risk seems too great, so it just watches the others to collect more data first.]
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The glass is proving more of a problem, though. Even though he tries, he can't break it. Trying to paint over it isn't successful either. The few strokes of ink he managed to make on the inner surface of the glass extends, but that's probably because of the fluid he's suspended in, making the ink fade enough for him to not be able to get out by himself.
The glass is a little weakened, though! So hey, at least it'll be easier to break it from the outside. With a claw, he taps on the glass, hoping to get the attention of someone, hopefully friendly]
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He can't quite recall how he got here, who he is, or who anyone else is around him for that matter. Are they supposed to be breaking the tubes..? He doesn't know.
It's the dark that bothers him the most.]
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He manages to tug himself free from his bonds, but no amount of ramming against the glass is going to break it.
To anyone who managed to get out, he mouths to them "Little help here?" from the other side of the glass.]
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Those reasons generally tend to be null and void if you don't know why you agreed to them, though, and the environment otherwise is extremely unsexy, so he's just. going to. break out of those. and see if he can break through the glass. he's got a metal boot on, it should be fine if he tries to kick his way out...?????]
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Do we really want this guy leading the charge though... ]
If you hear or see something off, say something, okay? It's pretty dark so I really can't see shit.
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His hands move to touch the hole in his head and his expression shifts to dull horror.]
Am.... Am I dead?
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FINALE 1/2
Standing before you, even if you did not take the east path, is your other self. They look exactly like you. Though they speak, their lips do not move, and their voice - your voice - echoes in your head.]
Enough.
[It's your voice. It isn't your voice. There's something deep and heavy behind it, something unfamiliar and unwelcome, and whatever it is wants you gone.]
I've had enough of this. Leave.
[It isn't your voice. It's deep, masculine, and very, very angry.
For a brief moment, a searing pain tears through your temples and your shard alike, and the world goes black.
As it does so, you catch one final glimpse of your other self as the world crumbles into nothing.
Their eyes glow red.]
FINALE 2/2
Whoa, whoa, take it easy. Are you guys alright?
What did you do to them?
Nothing. This wasn't my doing. I lost track of them for a moment and they—
This is why you shouldn't have been messing with the Phantom Ruby! Its power is far too great to be using so carelessy—
No one cares, Infinite, be silent.
[So yeah, Everyone Is Here and all of them look worried (except Infinite). Shadow speaks up again.]
Where were you? What did you see?
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not here, i'm gonna move this to aftermath!