[Noah is the sort who doesn't learn his lesson the first time around. Which is to say, the thought of "avoid the red mirrors" does not, in fact, cross his mind. After the first pass-through, he becomes something small and dwarvish in shape, and he thinks this is funny. Nothing wrong with being a lawn gnome or something, right? And he figures, as he waddles along on tiny legs, that the next red mirror will reset him back to normal.
In a way, it does, gives him his height back and all that, except his legs become something akin to sticks and it makes it impossible to walk. So, Noah drags himself across the presumably-dirty floors and toward the next red mirror he spots. At the very least, he wishes silently, give him his fucking legs back.
...
Might be a good idea to stop him.]
★ Death Reversed
[The green mirrors are, surprisingly, the only mirrors Noah actively tries to avoid. Becoming an eldritch horror with spindly limbs? Fine, that happens, whatever. Normal shit. Having all his traumas aired in front of him when he's trying so hard to forget all of that? Bad. Worst. Awful, fuck that!
The first green mirror is ignorable — whispers about how he's a burden, he'll never be good enough, common little nagging thoughts that he's always had but will suppress until the day he dies. The second gets a little more intense, where he swears he sees a man with a scribbled-out face in one of the reflections. Despite being pretty unclear, Noah would recognize that stark white hair anywhere, and anyone with him may just watch him spin on his heel and quickly retreat in the opposite direction. He ignores the whispers from the impostor's reflection, "Why did you give up on me?" and further comments about his lack of worth.
Unfortunately, the third green mirror he comes across is the only one in the maze he can pass through — there are no other colours available if he wants to move forward — and Noah's fists clench at his sides.
He grits his teeth, decides he's not going to deal with this any longer, and swings his fist around to drive it into the mirror... but all that happens is his hand phases through it, and Noah tumbles uselessly to the ground on the other side, having lost his balance in the ensuing shock.
If you just happen to stumble across him at this moment, he'll be picking himself up off of the ground and holding a hand over his eyes to obscure his vision, though he'll assure you,]
I'm fine! Just hit my head when I fell, that's all.
[You know, despite the fact he is anything but.
If you were with him before and didn't hold on tight, however, you may find yourself wandering the maze alone... who knows what section of the funhouse this mirror just threw him into? He can probably hear you if you shout, though.
Probably.]
★ Temperance Reversed
[Maybe an hour after getting out of the mirror maze the first time around, Noah's wandering the park with his hands tucked behind his head, an ostensibly casual stance compared to what was definitely him crying about the green mirrors earlier in the day. He's fine! He's all good. There is nothing wrong with Noah Ebalon. If he spots you from across the way, he'll wave and run up to you, where he then offers:]
Hey! Do you wanna go through the mirror maze with me again?
[No sense of self-preservation. Approximately none to be seen. Maybe he'll quit it after he re-traumatizes himself?]
★ Wildcard
[In case you do not want to play in the mirrors :)]
( two broken teenagers enter the maze. in another story, perhaps only one would come out. but in this, they're both plagued by horrible, awful little whispers in their minds. mafuyu clutches her head, hunched over and legs shaking as her mother admonishes her more and more for not listening- if she'd been good she wouldn't be in this mess.
and then noah tumbles in, shocking a brief but startled scream and an actual flinch out of mafuyu before she stops herself, staring- when noah does look at her, he'll see that her eyes are red from tears and she looks tired. )
Ah- Ebalon-san...?
( she- he's real, right? visual hallucinations didn't just become a thing in the last few mirrors? --no, no, just... just audible. after a moment, she crouches beside him, offering a hand. )
[I mean, only one could come out if you wanted that, murder is okay—
Anyway, Noah immediately dissociates. Which doesn't say a lot about him as a person, or maybe it does, who's really paying attention? Time to slap that happy persona on and pretend he didn't just try to punch glass. Hey, someone else is sad! Whack! He can help with that probably, he's very cool!]
My ego's a little damaged since I fell, but I'm okay! [To the left of him is an image of Clamor dying in a mirror's reflection, but it's okay, he's ignoring it. He's ignoring the screams and pleas and the blood being spilt oh god please enough he's seen this before—] What about you...? You look... no offense, but you look not great.
it's probably going to be cws the whole way down lets be real
mafuyu watches quietly before- Mafuyu... look at this. Aren't you embarrassed? This isn't like you. You're better than this. Now this carnie is worried about you- and the words in her ears are making her flinch again. almost instinctively, she looks away with a muttered apology to someone who isn't there. )
Oh- um. No... it's... it's just hearing things. It's okay. I'll be okay.
[She had just been debating on returning when she heard Noah's voice. She looks up, a smile crossing her face. She was nervous about going back in, but something in her really really wanted to.]
S-Sure! I would like the company.
[It would probably be funnier with someone else. Maybe she won't hear those whispers if she's with Noah.]
[This is now filed under "shit that's just a horrible fucking idea".
So! Noah excitedly whips around and starts leading Shiemi back to the mirror maze. Surely this will be fine. Nothing bad will happen to them.]
Did you go alone the first time? I did, too. It was [not a good experience] kinda fun! [no] I liked going with you on my... third time through, I think it was.
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It feels out of place when it finally appears, the surface of the glass rippling and shifting like water. It appears to beckon, to ache for acknowledgement, and should Noah decide to step through he will find himself in the midst of a moonlit meadow. Trees encircle the clearing, flowers scattered amongst the knee-high grass that shifts and sings in a gentle breeze. Their petals are stark white, almost glimmering beneath the full moon's illuminating rays.
The world hums with a melody that is felt rather than heard.
The flowers feel uncannily familiar, and he doesn't give them more than a passing glance; but a specific type of white flower was always Harque's favourite, and Noah tries not to think too hard about that.
He'll push forward into the meadow, looking for signs of... well, anything else. A house, or a way back to the park, or indications that he might have somehow made it back to Elrios or even Tirnog. He'll take Tirnog. That's surely better than whatever this is!]
( that is where things first start to go wrong- or worse than usual in this dull amusement park they've been trapped in. but when they go off, mafuyu pauses in her attempts to feed the ranchu and also appease deadrabbit a little, looking out the window dully. it's noisy...
but that must mean something's happened, right? so it only makes sense to investigate. she doesn't go in just yet, because she'd promised kanade they'd stick together, but... )
... Where did this come from?
( and how did it get there? )
b. broken glass and colored frames
( they let go of each other's hands. at some point, mafuyu let go and now she and kanade are both trapped in here, alone. is there any end to this? she shouldn't have- why was she like this? she shouldn't have let go. she never should have stepped into this stupid maze.
whispers at her ear scold her in a voice not unlike her mother, and her eyes feel heavy. but no, no, she... she's got to keep going. but with the voices in her head, she pays little mind to the one that's actually there beside her, until you manage to startle her with a sharp gasp- )
AH- ... Oh... it's you. I... sorry. I was distracted...
c. creeping in the black (closed to mod)
( this is new. and new in this place is bad. but there's a black mirror and it's calling.
she never was good at ignoring a call. so what awaits her in the abyss? )
d. done with dragging myself through the mud
( eventually- eventually, eventually, eventually, mafuyu finds her way out and resists going in again. how many times did she... stupid. foolish. but she's tired. plopping onto a bench by the snack stall, mafuyu contemplates getting something to eat just to fill her stomach a little, but...
...
even without her usual problems with food, she's just not very hungry. )
... Did... you also go in?
( it's likely whoever's shoe she's looking at did go- there's only five of them here after all. )
Reality is a fickle thing, especially when bits of tattered dreams drift forth to shape it like flotsam in the endless sea. The call echoes, reverberates... And when the HouZe of Reflection dissolves around her Mafuyu finds herself in the abandoned halls of a hospital long forgotten to time.
The air is stale, yet still containing that sterile odor that is commonplace in such an environment. Shards of glass litter the floor alongside puddles of seawater, overturned stacks of textbooks scattered amongst the wreckage. Blackened wallpaper peels itself off the walls, moonlight streaming in from the remnants of a broken window to allow just enough light to see.
There's something here, something that wants to be found. Something desperate for acknowledgement.
( this... was not what was expected at all. not that mafuyu could tell you what she'd thought would happen. it's curious though, how it almost seems like this hospital was part of a shipwreck. before anything, if mafuyu looks out the window, what will she see? is there an ocean out there?
otherwise... well, she's going to look at some of the textbooks. )
[She probably should be watching where she's going. It didn't matter that she was trying to get away from the bad things, it was rude to just walk into someone. She did have to admit, though, she was... rather happy that there was someone else in here.
For a while there she had been afraid she would be lost here by herself.]
[ For all intents and purposes, Kanade already had a bad feeling about this attraction. After all, if this place is meant to actually hurt them, a house full of mirrors, of showing their reflection.
She waits outside the attraction at first, staring it down, hoping that perhaps she'd see someone familiar -
Although perhaps it'd be better if she didn't see them, though. Even though she should be sticking with Mafuyu...
...Kanade's also a hypocrite.
Which is why after a bit of hesitation, she takes that step forward. It's probably fine, don't worry about it. Feel free to notice the small girl in her track suit walking in. It's probably fine. ]
♫ hitorin[b]o envy
[ ...until it wasn't.
Sure, she stuck with Mafuyu for a bit, but now she's alone.
There's mirrors upon mirrors upon mirrors and she honestly doesn't know which way to go. There's supposedly a trick to them, isn't there?
Of course, that 'trick' has her completely wound up in the worst way. Auditory hallucinations are the worst when you're a composer that's completely in tune with that sort of thing.
And what makes it worse is how it's coupled with actual visuals and what she does wind up seeing is-- ]
...Dad...?
[ She blinks several times. No, that can't be right. Her father is in the hospital, stuck to a bed, doesn't remember her, it's just not possible...
She turns to the nearest person, in hopes of getting some sort of affirmation. ]
Excuse me, are we... the only ones here?
[ She has to be certain. Even if her ears are ringing with the familiar voice, of words that basically taunt her. She can feel the tremble right down to her fingertips and shaky voice, but Kanade is trying to push that feeling down. ]
♫ e[c]ho ( closed to the mod )
[ It takes her many, many mirrors of getting lost, but eventually she finds this one.
It wasn't that Kanade wanted to come back into the mirror house, but rather - she held her concerns. Not to mention, she could have sworn she saw Mafuyu go back in...
She couldn't help it.
She had to do something. Anything. And if her music isn't enough, then--
In she goes. ]
♫ wil[d]card
[ Want to play anything else? Kanade can be found around the various mirrors, going in and out several times. This is also the option if you want to play scenarios outside of the mirror event as well! She's generally in the Show-TuneZ Stadium playing her synth, but can potentially be found elsewhere. ]
The mirror seems to ripple before shattering around her, drawing her into a realm of bright lights and dizzying vertigo. The world finally dims enough to allow visibility, and with it comes the reveal that she is no longer within the HouZe of Reflection. Instead, Kanade finds herself standing in what appears to be the foyer of an abandoned mansion. Candy wrappers, noodle packets, and empty aluminum cans litter the ground alongside illegible pages of sheet music. There were once stairs leading up to a second floor, but the wooden steps have long since rotted away, leaving the passage inaccessible.
A massive chandelier lies on the floor, scattered bits of diamond and candlewax strewn about the vicinity, presumably tossed through the space upon impact. Near the chandelier, the shape of a large furnishing item looms beneath a dusty sheet, obscured from view.
The wind sings a forlorn song as it drifts through the gaps of a shattered window, filling the structure with a potent sense of loneliness.
A lot of this feels all like she's been sent to a place similar to hers... but worse.
Kanade frowns, quiet as she takes careful steps to see if she could walk towards the chandelier, perhaps seeing if she could potentially unveil what's under the sheet. ]
[Shiemi didn't hear her at first, mostly because she had been too caught up in hearing a distant — but very familiar — cackle. The hair on the back of her head stood up, a cold chill running down her spine, and after a few seconds she blinked and turned to look at her.
When had she gotten here?
When had Shiemi gotten here? How long had she been standing there, just listening?]
[She had always enjoyed carnival rides and the fun houses that came with them. To be fair, her only experience with an amusement park had been Mepphyland during an assignment, but still! She had enjoyed the concept of them, and what little experience she had with them she had liked.
That's why the first time she had gone through the red mirror, she hadn't expected to suddenly be taller. Her limbs were longer, thinner. Walking was difficult since her top half was heavier, but she slowly managed to take a couple of steps forward.]
W-woah! Is this what being tall is like...
[Please help her.]
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[Her body felt heavy, as if being pushed down by lead. She was suddenly so tired, and the more she walked, the worse it became. She couldn't keep her eyes open, and with one more step, she stumbled forward, falling to the ground. She couldn't recall how many times she had walked through the mirrors, and now that she was lying on the floor, she couldn't quite remember how she got there.
A nap... sounded good, actually.
Just a little one!]
III. Chrysanthemum (closed to mod)
[Shiemi wasn't sure how many times she had walked through the maze, or why she kept coming back. It felt like an eternity, honestly, and by now she thought she had seen it all.
That is until she came face to face with this one... it was new... and there was something about that that had Shiemi reaching out to touch it, to go through it.]
IV. Aspen
[The first green mirror she crossed had startled her. Whispered words followed behind her, getting closer and closer until she managed to escape through another mirror. The voices were familiar; a symphony of laughter and teasing that only seemed to get worse as she passed through the second. These voices were more recognizable.
Yukio. Rin. Izumo. Her mother. Her Grandmother.
It was hard to ignore the tears at the corner of her eyes threatening to spill, but it wasn't until the third trip through the mirror that froze her in place. Terror was cold, paralyzing, and as she stood in the middle of a room surrounded by blue flames and the all-familiar laughter that echoed through it, she couldn't find it in herself to move.]
V. Wildcard
[Want to go through a specific mirror with Shiemi? Take care of fish? Have a snack outside? :D We can have fun in this place.]
Sage || let's say this happens BEFORE your tag to me im cryin
[She barely opens her eyes at his voice, though the little mutter of Huh? Is probably the only indication that she heard Noah for probably the first few seconds.
Her hair is loose from the braid updo that he had met her in, and is now falling over her face and shoulders.]
The only way through is forward. She would know this by now, given the amount of times she's been through here. Therefore, even if the black mirror is something new, something different... It probably doesn't present with any other choice aside from entering through and seeing what happens.
On the other side, Shiemi finds herself in a sprawling garden. Trees tower over a grove filled with any flower she can recognize, and even some that feel alien and different. Verdant greenery is everywhere, sprawling as far as the eye can see in nearly every direction. Overgrown, unkempt... In need of tending.
[She didn't know what to expect walking into the new mirror, but a garden this vibrant — in a place like this — was not one of the things she had anticipated seeing.
More whispers, more horror, even some more long limbs to get used to.
But not... This.
The overgrowth was concerning, and as she takes a few steps forward to inspect some of the flowers she tries to push the uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach away.]
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cw: body horror
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★ Death Reversed (cw: emotional abuse oh god)
and then noah tumbles in, shocking a brief but startled scream and an actual flinch out of mafuyu before she stops herself, staring- when noah does look at her, he'll see that her eyes are red from tears and she looks tired. )
Ah- Ebalon-san...?
( she- he's real, right? visual hallucinations didn't just become a thing in the last few mirrors? --no, no, just... just audible. after a moment, she crouches beside him, offering a hand. )
It's okay. You aren't hurt, right...?
cw these are just two sad children
Anyway, Noah immediately dissociates. Which doesn't say a lot about him as a person, or maybe it does, who's really paying attention? Time to slap that happy persona on and pretend he didn't just try to punch glass. Hey, someone else is sad! Whack! He can help with that probably, he's very cool!]
My ego's a little damaged since I fell, but I'm okay! [To the left of him is an image of Clamor dying in a mirror's reflection, but it's okay, he's ignoring it. He's ignoring the screams and pleas and the blood being spilt oh god please enough he's seen this before—] What about you...? You look... no offense, but you look not great.
it's probably going to be cws the whole way down lets be real
mafuyu watches quietly before- Mafuyu... look at this. Aren't you embarrassed? This isn't like you. You're better than this. Now this carnie is worried about you- and the words in her ears are making her flinch again. almost instinctively, she looks away with a muttered apology to someone who isn't there. )
Oh- um. No... it's... it's just hearing things. It's okay. I'll be okay.
( liar. )
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★ Temperance Reversed
S-Sure! I would like the company.
[It would probably be funnier with someone else. Maybe she won't hear those whispers if she's with Noah.]
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So! Noah excitedly whips around and starts leading Shiemi back to the mirror maze. Surely this will be fine. Nothing bad will happen to them.]
Did you go alone the first time? I did, too. It was [not a good experience] kinda fun! [no] I liked going with you on my... third time through, I think it was.
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I think this will be my… [She looks down at her hands, counting on her fingers. Maybe this is a red flag.] Fifth? I-It’s ah… It’s f-fun!
[She reaches out and grabs Noah’s hand, holding it in hers as she walks. For support? Probably.]
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★ The Tower - Black Mirror :) ★
The world hums with a melody that is felt rather than heard.
looks at you.
concerning? He supposes.
The flowers feel uncannily familiar, and he doesn't give them more than a passing glance; but a specific type of white flower was always Harque's favourite, and Noah tries not to think too hard about that.
He'll push forward into the meadow, looking for signs of... well, anything else. A house, or a way back to the park, or indications that he might have somehow made it back to Elrios or even Tirnog. He'll take Tirnog. That's surely better than whatever this is!]
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( that is where things first start to go wrong- or worse than usual in this dull amusement park they've been trapped in. but when they go off, mafuyu pauses in her attempts to feed the ranchu and also appease deadrabbit a little, looking out the window dully. it's noisy...
but that must mean something's happened, right? so it only makes sense to investigate. she doesn't go in just yet, because she'd promised kanade they'd stick together, but... )
... Where did this come from?
( and how did it get there? )
b. broken glass and colored frames
( they let go of each other's hands. at some point, mafuyu let go and now she and kanade are both trapped in here, alone. is there any end to this? she shouldn't have- why was she like this? she shouldn't have let go. she never should have stepped into this stupid maze.
whispers at her ear scold her in a voice not unlike her mother, and her eyes feel heavy. but no, no, she... she's got to keep going. but with the voices in her head, she pays little mind to the one that's actually there beside her, until you manage to startle her with a sharp gasp- )
AH- ... Oh... it's you. I... sorry. I was distracted...
c. creeping in the black (closed to mod)
( this is new. and new in this place is bad. but there's a black mirror and it's calling.
she never was good at ignoring a call. so what awaits her in the abyss? )
d. done with dragging myself through the mud
( eventually- eventually, eventually, eventually, mafuyu finds her way out and resists going in again. how many times did she... stupid. foolish. but she's tired. plopping onto a bench by the snack stall, mafuyu contemplates getting something to eat just to fill her stomach a little, but...
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even without her usual problems with food, she's just not very hungry. )
... Did... you also go in?
( it's likely whoever's shoe she's looking at did go- there's only five of them here after all. )
wildcard!
:)
The air is stale, yet still containing that sterile odor that is commonplace in such an environment. Shards of glass litter the floor alongside puddles of seawater, overturned stacks of textbooks scattered amongst the wreckage. Blackened wallpaper peels itself off the walls, moonlight streaming in from the remnants of a broken window to allow just enough light to see.
There's something here, something that wants to be found. Something desperate for acknowledgement.
how dare you get me so excited i mobile tag
otherwise... well, she's going to look at some of the textbooks. )
dsjhgfjhgdf <3
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b. broken glass and colored frames
[She probably should be watching where she's going. It didn't matter that she was trying to get away from the bad things, it was rude to just walk into someone. She did have to admit, though, she was... rather happy that there was someone else in here.
For a while there she had been afraid she would be lost here by herself.]
I... I didn't hurt you, did I?
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No, you just startled me. There's a lot happening in this sort of place, isn't there?
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[ For all intents and purposes, Kanade already had a bad feeling about this attraction. After all, if this place is meant to actually hurt them, a house full of mirrors, of showing their reflection.
She waits outside the attraction at first, staring it down, hoping that perhaps she'd see someone familiar -
Although perhaps it'd be better if she didn't see them, though. Even though she should be sticking with Mafuyu...
...Kanade's also a hypocrite.
Which is why after a bit of hesitation, she takes that step forward. It's probably fine, don't worry about it. Feel free to notice the small girl in her track suit walking in. It's probably fine. ]
♫ hitorin[b]o envy
[ ...until it wasn't.
Sure, she stuck with Mafuyu for a bit, but now she's alone.
There's mirrors upon mirrors upon mirrors and she honestly doesn't know which way to go. There's supposedly a trick to them, isn't there?
Of course, that 'trick' has her completely wound up in the worst way. Auditory hallucinations are the worst when you're a composer that's completely in tune with that sort of thing.
And what makes it worse is how it's coupled with actual visuals and what she does wind up seeing is-- ]
...Dad...?
[ She blinks several times. No, that can't be right. Her father is in the hospital, stuck to a bed, doesn't remember her, it's just not possible...
She turns to the nearest person, in hopes of getting some sort of affirmation. ]
Excuse me, are we... the only ones here?
[ She has to be certain. Even if her ears are ringing with the familiar voice, of words that basically taunt her. She can feel the tremble right down to her fingertips and shaky voice, but Kanade is trying to push that feeling down. ]
♫ e[c]ho ( closed to the mod )
[ It takes her many, many mirrors of getting lost, but eventually she finds this one.
It wasn't that Kanade wanted to come back into the mirror house, but rather - she held her concerns. Not to mention, she could have sworn she saw Mafuyu go back in...
She couldn't help it.
She had to do something. Anything. And if her music isn't enough, then--
In she goes. ]
♫ wil[d]card
[ Want to play anything else? Kanade can be found around the various mirrors, going in and out several times. This is also the option if you want to play scenarios outside of the mirror event as well! She's generally in the Show-TuneZ Stadium playing her synth, but can potentially be found elsewhere. ]
:)
A massive chandelier lies on the floor, scattered bits of diamond and candlewax strewn about the vicinity, presumably tossed through the space upon impact. Near the chandelier, the shape of a large furnishing item looms beneath a dusty sheet, obscured from view.
The wind sings a forlorn song as it drifts through the gaps of a shattered window, filling the structure with a potent sense of loneliness.
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A lot of this feels all like she's been sent to a place similar to hers... but worse.
Kanade frowns, quiet as she takes careful steps to see if she could walk towards the chandelier, perhaps seeing if she could potentially unveil what's under the sheet. ]
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♫ hitorin[b]o envy
When had she gotten here?
When had Shiemi gotten here? How long had she been standing there, just listening?]
I-I... Yes. I believe so.
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[ It's enough to make Kanade quiet, even if what she sees and hears doesn't. She tries to take some deep breaths in and out to steady herself. ]
O-Okay... that's... good.
[ Her father really isn't here. He shouldn't be here. ]
Um, are you lost in here too? Maybe we should. Go through together.
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[She had always enjoyed carnival rides and the fun houses that came with them. To be fair, her only experience with an amusement park had been Mepphyland during an assignment, but still! She had enjoyed the concept of them, and what little experience she had with them she had liked.
That's why the first time she had gone through the red mirror, she hadn't expected to suddenly be taller. Her limbs were longer, thinner. Walking was difficult since her top half was heavier, but she slowly managed to take a couple of steps forward.]
W-woah! Is this what being tall is like...
[Please help her.]
II. Sage
[Her body felt heavy, as if being pushed down by lead. She was suddenly so tired, and the more she walked, the worse it became. She couldn't keep her eyes open, and with one more step, she stumbled forward, falling to the ground. She couldn't recall how many times she had walked through the mirrors, and now that she was lying on the floor, she couldn't quite remember how she got there.
A nap... sounded good, actually.
Just a little one!]
III. Chrysanthemum (closed to mod)
[Shiemi wasn't sure how many times she had walked through the maze, or why she kept coming back. It felt like an eternity, honestly, and by now she thought she had seen it all.
That is until she came face to face with this one... it was new... and there was something about that that had Shiemi reaching out to touch it, to go through it.]
IV. Aspen
[The first green mirror she crossed had startled her. Whispered words followed behind her, getting closer and closer until she managed to escape through another mirror. The voices were familiar; a symphony of laughter and teasing that only seemed to get worse as she passed through the second. These voices were more recognizable.
Yukio. Rin. Izumo. Her mother. Her Grandmother.
It was hard to ignore the tears at the corner of her eyes threatening to spill, but it wasn't until the third trip through the mirror that froze her in place. Terror was cold, paralyzing, and as she stood in the middle of a room surrounded by blue flames and the all-familiar laughter that echoed through it, she couldn't find it in herself to move.]
V. Wildcard
[Want to go through a specific mirror with Shiemi? Take care of fish? Have a snack outside? :D We can have fun in this place.]
Sage || let's say this happens BEFORE your tag to me im cryin
Noah approaches the sleeping figure from another angle, meaning he doesn't get beaned with the need to take a nap, but
girl
the floor—]
Hey! Stay awake, don't sleep here. The floor's sticky.
[Probably. He hasn't felt it, but he'd bet someone spilled a drink in here or something.]
NOT THE STICKY FLOOR
Her hair is loose from the braid updo that he had met her in, and is now falling over her face and shoulders.]
No… ah?
[Sleeby…]
you know how amusement park floors are always kind of Sticky? yeah.
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Rot | Black Mirror!
On the other side, Shiemi finds herself in a sprawling garden. Trees tower over a grove filled with any flower she can recognize, and even some that feel alien and different. Verdant greenery is everywhere, sprawling as far as the eye can see in nearly every direction. Overgrown, unkempt... In need of tending.
TikTok meme voice: oh no oh no no no no no
More whispers, more horror, even some more long limbs to get used to.
But not... This.
The overgrowth was concerning, and as she takes a few steps forward to inspect some of the flowers she tries to push the uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach away.]
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