WEEK 6 EVENT

[shardmods]

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.

NAVIGATION

Comments

[crosswired]

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well that sure was a sentence!

Once the absurdity of it subsides:]

Fukuda, these are not desperate measures. We are not repeating that.

[NO HURTING YOURSELF AGAIN BUT ALSO PLEASE DON'T DO IT TO THE REST OF US.]

[holeful]

Well why else would someone like me be put on a team with incredible people like all of you? It's the only thing that makes sense.

[crosswired]

[He sighs, taking Fukuda by both shoulders and whipping him around so he no longer faces the screen.]

You can contribute as you are, Fukuda. That's just the same as all of us. No more modifications.

You have abilities other than resorting to hurt. Stop telling yourself otherwise when none of us are arguing your presence.

[holeful]

[The look of surprise on his face at being told he has other uses.]

I do? But all I can remember is being a waste of space... And drilling holes. And sometimes those holes helped.

[crosswired]

[Well HOLES ABILITIES ASIDE because he doesn't want Fukuda just Magical Hole on anyone just yet --]

Just off the top of my head?

You're open and inquisitive and straightforward. Even now, you are offering solutions despite whatever you're being shown, even if it is not a solution we agree with.

And even if you struggle to remember right now - you know a great deal more about the enemies we have faced that anyone else, and you have not been afraid to talk about it. You use that knowledge you have, and you do not hide it. Your mind works in a way not many of us understand, but you are no fool, and what you know and how you choose to say it is just as much a help as anyone with any sort of other strength.

[holeful]

[Fukuda looks like he's about to physically fall over from all of this kindness. He remembers, dully, this cool guy called him a friend. And Vakama is a hero type with a lot of honor and responsibility. He really must've been useful, then.]

I.... thank you, Vakama. I don't think anyone's ever said so many kind things about me in a row and meant them.

[He pauses, perking up fully.]

All the more reason I have to help! Maybe I should just destroy the machine that's giving everyone grief instead?

[crosswired]

[He'll offer a smile at the thanks, though he doesn't make much show of it. He knows accepting compliments is hard enough as it is, and there's no need to overdo it.]

We do not know what destroying it might do. It could backfire. But --

Do you remember your shard power, my friend? We can try to do something else with this horrid machine, and test this reality of ours.

[holeful]

[He frowns a little, but then it seems to come to him.]

Ah! My holes!

[STOP SAYING IT LIKE THAT.]

You think I should try and see if I can drop it through the floor?

[crosswired]

If there is even somewhere for it to drop in the first place.

[Shadow talked about realities last week very strongly, after all.]

Why would it be showing such things that grab us so intently? If we do not think it is real, then let us challenge that instead of treating it like the absolute we might think.

[So - no shooting it like a regular machine.]

[holeful]

I wasn't even thinking about it that deeply, I just wanted it gone because it's annoying.

[But anyway. He's going to hole.]

[crosswired]

Best to view it as such and not something crippling, my friend. I know I would struggle to manage as much.

[He's actively having to fight watching that screen himself, so: See, this is what he meant about how Fukuda thinks.]

[holeful]

Well it can't bother me because I've already come to terms with being terrible, I think!

[I MEAN. IT DIDN'T NOT WORK.]

[crosswired]

[He just raises a brow at this.

Acceptance is great and all, but please sir, must you put it like that.]

[ungratefuloz]

I'm not certain that will be wise; we don't know what exactly could happen if we are to destroy it, after all.

[...and she just got done being told no to destroying things, this is unfair to her,,,let her shoot,,,]

[hexalding]

True, but...if this is a reflection of our failures, then perhaps the intent is to reject them.

[look he'ss not great with metaphors he's a science nerd]

[holeful]

Could we just turn the computer off?

[hexalding]

...





[just gonna reach over to input the same series of buttons.]

[shardmods]

[...

Nothing happens. The images continue looping.]

[hexalding]

Eh, worth a try. I suppose that just leaves getting rid of it in a more straightforward method, then.

[hole,]

[ungratefuloz]

[...Dorothy is just gonna keep her gun on standby for the moment--]

Fukuda, would you do the honors?

[holeful]

[He salutes them both. Whatever you say, Robot Mom and Cyborg Dad.]

Of course!

[He's going to tap the floor in front of the computer and try to open a hole in the floor beneath it to see if he can drop it through.]

[shardmods]

[The terminal drops through the hole in the floor. For a moment, absolutely nothing happens. Where exactly did it go? Good question! You don't hear a crash of it landing anywhere. It's just simply gone, and the hole closes.

...

Then you blink and the terminal is back to where it should be, still playing those same images as if it was never interrupted in the first place.]

[crosswired]

...Speaking of.

How did you even know how to turn it on in the first place, my friend?

[hexalding]

I am not sure. I just...sort of knew. Which is what leads me to believe this may well be another dream entirely--I am not familiar enough with this kind of technology to intuit something like that.

[crosswired]

[He nods firmly. Yeah, exactly!!!]

You've plenty of intelligence for this sort of thing, but I would question the day you claimed to be omniscient for something you looked at only once.