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ride_technicians) wrote in amuze2022-10-05 07:15 pm
( it's the first of october- and truthfully, who knows how long it's been since the day she walked out of it'z quite the large world after only riding it once. she knows magic is real, she saw the man in white make flowers out of nothing and tie them to her wrist- how she keeps them still, carefully tends to the delicate petals and refuses to let anything happen to it- and she knows she'd seen something in the water.
but time has made her doubt her memory, so into the boat she goes once more, foolishly alone.
she sits calmly as they dance and sing, up until the sound cuts out just as harshly as before. and then she starts to sing a wordless tune to herself- something soft and comforting, a few cues from kanade's own composing- up until she sees that the animatronics seem to be saying something: 'help us'. at which point, mafuyu sits up properly and begins to sing in earnest; something to offer them comfort and safety just as much as herself. and something holds it's breath.
the animatronics watch as if they're enraptured- not a movement or a sound... or at least, not until she pauses to take a breath. then they shake in place, almost aggressively, and something grabs the boat and moves it. it's not hard to see they want her to continue, and despite the heavy pit in her stomach and how cold it feels, she tries again... and again, and again, until her voice gives out and whatever is listening refuses to quiet anymore.
the animatronics tilt their heads back in odd angles with their jaws open as they sing her song right back at her so loud it hurts-
and mafuyu awakens floating on her back in the lake. )
a. awaken - 10/03
( somehow mafuyu makes it to the shore undisturbed. ... she'll need to take a shower. as it is, she's shivering in her soaked clothes and her throat is killing her, truth be told. but that's not a surprise. she just... doesn't understand. how did she get to the lake? there's an itchy feeling on her neck, too. what happened?
hugging herself, mafuyu stumbles a bit and tries to get back to her cabin as soon as po... ah. no. the ferris wheel's probably stopped by now... but kanade's is the first, right? she'll probably let her stay in her cabin for the day. but first she really should at least... get to the showers and probably purchase new clothes for now. ... was... the sky always so cloudy?
with a rough, raspy voice, mafuyu tries to call out- )
Hello? Is anyone there?
b. burn
( following her rediscovery, mafuyu is... quieter than usual. even when tending to her ranchu, careful to wrap her hands in cloth when she sprinkles food in for it, she feels... empty, honestly. deadrabbit sits on her bed still, but after deadrabbit speaks again...
...
she doesn't want to be alone. so even if she has nothing much to say, if she can't be with kanade, mafuyu seems to follow along after the others trapped in the park. sometimes, the rabbit gets to come with her, carefully tucked into her arms. )
c. calling
( all things considered, mafuyu wants nothing to do with the lake- or with it'z quite the large world, she doesn't dare go back in again. not alone, anyways. but she sees the lights flashing in the depths, and sometimes... sometimes others check to see it. so she stands and waits for a sign-
which is how you may find yourself being pulled to the surface, possibly even dragged to the shallows before helped to your feet. when mafuyu speaks, it's quiet- she hasn't had the energy to play the good girl since her return. )
... Are you alright?
d. deluge
( in all honesty, she's not sure what to make of the halloween festivities being prepared. but it's something to do that isn't being waterboarded voluntarily or whatever else this place deigns to do to them, so. whatever, yeah, she'll do this.
... she's just not sure what to carve, really. sitting at a bench with the pumpkin and the purple candle before her, she stares blankly for a while before sighing. )
What's even the point?
e. enter
YUKI has posted in the group chat: Park Guests
I think something is watching us. I saw part of the window to my cabin fog up, like someone was close to it. It was too dark to see what it was though.
( totally not awful or anything.
f. wildcard
( your wildcard option! there's lots, considering the notes from plotting! i just didn't think i could fit everything i wanted without this being even longer. )
but time has made her doubt her memory, so into the boat she goes once more, foolishly alone.
she sits calmly as they dance and sing, up until the sound cuts out just as harshly as before. and then she starts to sing a wordless tune to herself- something soft and comforting, a few cues from kanade's own composing- up until she sees that the animatronics seem to be saying something: 'help us'. at which point, mafuyu sits up properly and begins to sing in earnest; something to offer them comfort and safety just as much as herself. and something holds it's breath.
the animatronics watch as if they're enraptured- not a movement or a sound... or at least, not until she pauses to take a breath. then they shake in place, almost aggressively, and something grabs the boat and moves it. it's not hard to see they want her to continue, and despite the heavy pit in her stomach and how cold it feels, she tries again... and again, and again, until her voice gives out and whatever is listening refuses to quiet anymore.
the animatronics tilt their heads back in odd angles with their jaws open as they sing her song right back at her so loud it hurts-
and mafuyu awakens floating on her back in the lake. )
a. awaken - 10/03
( somehow mafuyu makes it to the shore undisturbed. ... she'll need to take a shower. as it is, she's shivering in her soaked clothes and her throat is killing her, truth be told. but that's not a surprise. she just... doesn't understand. how did she get to the lake? there's an itchy feeling on her neck, too. what happened?
hugging herself, mafuyu stumbles a bit and tries to get back to her cabin as soon as po... ah. no. the ferris wheel's probably stopped by now... but kanade's is the first, right? she'll probably let her stay in her cabin for the day. but first she really should at least... get to the showers and probably purchase new clothes for now. ... was... the sky always so cloudy?
with a rough, raspy voice, mafuyu tries to call out- )
Hello? Is anyone there?
b. burn
( following her rediscovery, mafuyu is... quieter than usual. even when tending to her ranchu, careful to wrap her hands in cloth when she sprinkles food in for it, she feels... empty, honestly. deadrabbit sits on her bed still, but after deadrabbit speaks again...
...
she doesn't want to be alone. so even if she has nothing much to say, if she can't be with kanade, mafuyu seems to follow along after the others trapped in the park. sometimes, the rabbit gets to come with her, carefully tucked into her arms. )
c. calling
( all things considered, mafuyu wants nothing to do with the lake- or with it'z quite the large world, she doesn't dare go back in again. not alone, anyways. but she sees the lights flashing in the depths, and sometimes... sometimes others check to see it. so she stands and waits for a sign-
which is how you may find yourself being pulled to the surface, possibly even dragged to the shallows before helped to your feet. when mafuyu speaks, it's quiet- she hasn't had the energy to play the good girl since her return. )
... Are you alright?
d. deluge
( in all honesty, she's not sure what to make of the halloween festivities being prepared. but it's something to do that isn't being waterboarded voluntarily or whatever else this place deigns to do to them, so. whatever, yeah, she'll do this.
... she's just not sure what to carve, really. sitting at a bench with the pumpkin and the purple candle before her, she stares blankly for a while before sighing. )
What's even the point?
e. enter
YUKI has posted in the group chat: Park Guests
I think something is watching us. I saw part of the window to my cabin fog up, like someone was close to it. It was too dark to see what it was though.
( totally not awful or anything.
f. wildcard
( your wildcard option! there's lots, considering the notes from plotting! i just didn't think i could fit everything i wanted without this being even longer. )
When the candle is lit, a purple mist begins to seep out of the pumpkin’s maw, almost as if a fog machine sits inside. It’s thick as it bleeds into the air, carrying with it the scent of lilacs and rosemary.
Any who breathe the mist in will feel hands around their throat, vision dimming for a moment before sharpening once more, able to see things that weren’t there before. Hazy shapes and figures, drifting through the park and heedless of the living. Spirits without faces, doomed to an eternal wandering.
Any who breathe the mist in will feel hands around their throat, vision dimming for a moment before sharpening once more, able to see things that weren’t there before. Hazy shapes and figures, drifting through the park and heedless of the living. Spirits without faces, doomed to an eternal wandering.
She gets all of it, as a treat!
I should note actually, that particular sensation will only occur while she’s near the pumpkin itself. The seeing ghosts thing, however, seems more or less permanent for the time being.
I should note actually, that particular sensation will only occur while she’s near the pumpkin itself. The seeing ghosts thing, however, seems more or less permanent for the time being.
When the candle is placed within a pumpkin it will flicker to life. After a delay of roughly three seconds, it lets out an ear splitting shriek and a cloud of silver glitter explodes out of the Jack-o’-Lantern. It gets everywhere, covers everything, and is liable to linger for an annoyingly long amount of time. As glitter tends to do.
After getting coated in the stuff, Kanade might begin to feel… Different. Her senses of hearing, taste, and smell all seem… Sharper. Stronger. Her eyesight is also better than it’s ever been, and there’s an odd sort of… Weightlessness that seems to settle into her footsteps.
Which is probably due to the fact that she now floats when she’s not actively focusing on staying firmly on the ground. Do try not to be carried off by the wind.
After getting coated in the stuff, Kanade might begin to feel… Different. Her senses of hearing, taste, and smell all seem… Sharper. Stronger. Her eyesight is also better than it’s ever been, and there’s an odd sort of… Weightlessness that seems to settle into her footsteps.
Which is probably due to the fact that she now floats when she’s not actively focusing on staying firmly on the ground. Do try not to be carried off by the wind.
are the animatronics of it'z quite the large world still singing mafuyu's song? has anything changed since her return? not that mafuyu will find out for herself, but like. its good to know
They sure are! Beyond the dark skies hiding the sunset though, everything seems to be as she left it.
Edited 2022-10-07 05:11 (UTC)
Noah picks the yellow candle cause it makes him think of clamor :')
★ The Hierophant, Reversed
★ The Magician
★ The Tower
cw: drowning & death. yes i am seriously killing noah on month 2 of the game.
★ wildcard
[it's a card and it's wild, hit me]
[What Noah is carving into his pumpkin is unimportant. Don't worry about it. (It appears to be a very delicate natal chart from memory, but again, that's not the point.)
What is the point, you ask? Well, when you walk by, perhaps with your own pumpkin, Noah... very helpfully hurls a fistful of pumpkin guts your way. He's not trying to be mean, more like he's a barely-adult trying to start the Halloween equivalent of a food-fight. It's festive!
What're you gonna do? Let him get away with smearing pumpkin guts into your hair? One should think not! Laughing, Noah reaches into the pile of guts on the pavement next to him and lines up another throw.
Hi. Hello. You will play with him now. :)]
★ The Magician
[Noah still can't get into the cirque tent, which means he's had to move his fortune-telling business elsewhere. He's commandeered a booth from one of the Masks for this purpose, one that's situated in-between a couple of the food stalls. A hastily-painted sign leaning against the front of the stall reads "FORTUNE TELLING :)" in Noah's somewhat-sloppy handwriting, and the whole thing is covered in enough glitter for the sunset light to blind you if you walk by at just the right angle.
Usually, he offers tarot card readings, but his deck is away today. What he's offering today is—]
Stella dice readings! For the low, low price of free, you can know your fate! Probably!
[He's getting really good at sounding like a carnival barker the longer he stays here.
Three dice are sitting on the table before him in blue, purple, and yellow. One dice is marked with the symbols for planetary bodies, another with horoscope signs, and the third simply with numbers. One almost wonders how these simple tools can be used to divine the future. Noah's quite eager to show you, and if you even so much as pause to look at him, he'll shoot you a massive smile and make "come here" motions with his hands.
You cannot escape. He has Seen you. And he'll complain, loudly, if you leave without stopping by.]
★ The Tower
cw: drowning & death. yes i am seriously killing noah on month 2 of the game.
[Noah sees those lights flickering under the water, and of course — being who he is — he thinks they're quite suspicious. That something's under there, that he can probably find out what it is and deal with it. After all, it's just a lake. How deep can it be?
Ha.
He rents one of the boats and heads out onto the lake, paddling out some several feet before the swan boat capsizes and sends him under. No problem, he thinks, preparing to swim to the surface — he might've just gotten the worst boat ever, or whatever's under the lake might've decided to spite him in that moment. It's not a big deal.
Until it is. Inky hands grab at his clothing, at his hair, and drag him back under. Noah thrashes and flails, managing to pull himself over the surface again for a split second, gasping for air...
...
He does not resurface.
Water fills his lungs and he grows dizzy, weak, unable to muster the energy to thrash. When his Moonstone rewinds time, you might feel it, a whole 8 seconds of deja-vu, as if you said that same sentence or took that same bite of food already. That 8 seconds isn't enough to save his life after he dies the first time, but he remembers it — drowning once, and then reliving it again a full 8 seconds later.
...
When you next see Noah, it's him exiting the Ferris Wheel the next morning, looking tired and confused. Everything seems to be intact, though, other than the fact his Moonstone didn't work at full capacity. He looks troubled, though, brow knit, like maybe that cheerful mask he always wears might finally be starting to crack.]
★ wildcard
[it's a card and it's wild, hit me]
Edited 2022-10-07 21:26 (UTC)
( mafuyu knows there's something in the lake. she knows there's something in the water in it'z quite the large world, too- that maybe they're connected and it might be her fault. so she sits by the water, waiting sometimes. in case something happens.
but she isn't fast enough for noah. she can't get to him (can't find him, later) before she realizes...
except he's there the next day. immediately, mafuyu runs for him, gently touching his arm- he's real. )
Noah- ( no honorific, no ebalon- she flounders uselessly for a moment before looking up at him. ) I... I couldn't find you after you went in... are you...
but she isn't fast enough for noah. she can't get to him (can't find him, later) before she realizes...
except he's there the next day. immediately, mafuyu runs for him, gently touching his arm- he's real. )
Noah- ( no honorific, no ebalon- she flounders uselessly for a moment before looking up at him. ) I... I couldn't find you after you went in... are you...
After I went—
Oh.
[He'd thought no one saw. That's why no one tried to save him, not that he'd want someone to. He has the Moonstone, after all, and Noah's always been the sacrificing sort. The Moonstone had failed, but he's back now, and he's... not given much thought to it.
Something about an agreement whispered in his ear when he woke.
He definitely died, though. Twice, technically, if he wants to think about it that hard.]
Sorry that you had to see that, [he whispers, and then, cheerfully:] I'm okay! I came back, didn't I?
Oh.
[He'd thought no one saw. That's why no one tried to save him, not that he'd want someone to. He has the Moonstone, after all, and Noah's always been the sacrificing sort. The Moonstone had failed, but he's back now, and he's... not given much thought to it.
Something about an agreement whispered in his ear when he woke.
He definitely died, though. Twice, technically, if he wants to think about it that hard.]
Sorry that you had to see that, [he whispers, and then, cheerfully:] I'm okay! I came back, didn't I?
What do you mean?
[It's an innocent-enough question. The point of pumpkin carving? Or the point of being here? Noah can only answer one of those, so he goes for the obvious one.]
It's fun! Have you ever carved a pumpkin before?
[It's an innocent-enough question. The point of pumpkin carving? Or the point of being here? Noah can only answer one of those, so he goes for the obvious one.]
It's fun! Have you ever carved a pumpkin before?
[ It's probably not incredibly hard to pull someone as light as Mizuki out of the water. He's a little startled, actually, that he feels someone's hand at all. Maybe he's just a little on edge considering that there were quite literally hands out here in the water moments ago. But he makes no effort to fight it, maybe deciding it's best he's pulled towards whatever is out here so he can face it himself?
But when he's pulled up and out… that's new. With a wet flop against the ground, he blinks a few times in quick succession before his big pink eyes are locked on Mafuyu. Confusion is quite apparent on his face, even as he's helped up. ]
… I'm fine. Are you…?
But when he's pulled up and out… that's new. With a wet flop against the ground, he blinks a few times in quick succession before his big pink eyes are locked on Mafuyu. Confusion is quite apparent on his face, even as he's helped up. ]
… I'm fine. Are you…?
[ Mizuki does notice the guts flying his way. His reaction time is pretty above average, and it would be so, so easy to just step out of the way, or reach his hand up to cup some of it to just toss right back at Noah. Instead, though, he just kind of lets this happen… and the moment the guts plop against his face, he dramatically falls to the ground.
Congrats, Noah, you've murdered a jellyfish. This is now a crime scene. ]
Congrats, Noah, you've murdered a jellyfish. This is now a crime scene. ]
Blue! Definitely not because it reminds her of someone hahaha
Breathing in the smoke emitted makes Noah's ears begin to ring. His skin prickles and burns, and it feels for a moment as if something has bitten into his throat. It's to that sensation of razor sharp teeth rending his flesh that he eventually loses consciousness.
When he comes to once again, it becomes very apparent quite fast that he's been afflicted with some form of therianthropic curse. Although if the long, striped, prehensile tail is anything to gauge things by, it certainly isn't lupine in nature. In fact, upon further investigation the fuzzy ears that now perk up from his head seem decidedly feline in nature. The nails on his fingers have elongated into sharp claws, and tiger stripes crisscross his skin.
Normally, such an curse would mark the afflicted as a weretiger. Unfortunately (or fortunately) given how in this realm of reality the world seems to be stuck in a perpetual sunset, his own shifting has been impacted by this as well, leaving him in a sort of in-between state. Noah is - for all intents and purposes - more werecatboy than tiger.
When he comes to once again, it becomes very apparent quite fast that he's been afflicted with some form of therianthropic curse. Although if the long, striped, prehensile tail is anything to gauge things by, it certainly isn't lupine in nature. In fact, upon further investigation the fuzzy ears that now perk up from his head seem decidedly feline in nature. The nails on his fingers have elongated into sharp claws, and tiger stripes crisscross his skin.
Normally, such an curse would mark the afflicted as a weretiger. Unfortunately (or fortunately) given how in this realm of reality the world seems to be stuck in a perpetual sunset, his own shifting has been impacted by this as well, leaving him in a sort of in-between state. Noah is - for all intents and purposes - more werecatboy than tiger.
☾ Even the darkest night
hmu if y'all wanna plot something specific w/ this loser <33
[ Even if Mizuki hadn't woken up in the lake, it wouldn't have been all that hard to get him to in it. Mizuki's attracted to the creepiness, in much the way someone might want to play a horror game, but more than that, he just likes being in the water. Saltwater is preferrable, of course, but he's happy to just float along the surface of the lake for a while.☾ Is followed by the brand new morning light
Or, so he thought.
Mizuki isn't easy to hold, as he can very easily slip out of tight spaces, but the amount of hands that attempt to grab him in that time end up still dragging him under. They grab his rain poncho and his ankles and his wrists, and there's perhaps way more thrashing about than Mizuki would like to admit. It's not that he'll drown — the water is easily breathable down here for him — but no one would like being dragged like he is. Slipping out of hands, he's able to swim a couple inches back for the surface, only to be tugged down even further again. This tug of war goes on for some time, until he can no longer see around him. But at least the hands have let him go?
Hm.
Very quietly, in a voice that echoes in equal parts haunting and ethereal — a siren's voice, he calls out into the darkness. ]
Was all this just meant to make me feel uneasy?
[ …
Mizuki loses his orientation in the darkness fairly easily, so trying to swim back to the surface is a bit of a hassle, but there's eventually a very disgruntled jellyfish pulling himself onto the shoreline, wringing out some of the water from his hair. But overall? He seems fine. He won't be unkind if you want to check on him, though. ]
[ If you happen to be coming away from the pumpkins with one in your hand, you very well might just have one entire Mizuki suddenly in your personal bubble. He might be hooking his arms around yours — who's to say. He seems excited! And what kind of weirdo just approaches strangers like this— ]☾ Wildcard
Do you need some help with that??
[ — one that doesn't have the means to get his own pumpkin, apparently. ]
Shiemi has long since become accustomed to the sight of blue fire, though she has never seen a flame this shade that has made her feel so... Cold inside. So... Hungry.
Her throat burns with a thirst she can barely comprehend, yet no food or drink seems enough to satisfy. Her senses sharpen, fixating on the warm pulse of blood running through the veins of her fellow park goers. Since when has blood sounded so delicious? Always?
Regardless, her body is also tougher; her skin feels like granite to the touch, impervious to damage, pale and icy cold. Her strength grows exponentially, leaving her stronger than she's ever been before. Her eye color shifts several shades down until her irises are black as coal, two hungry voids that seem to pierce the soul.
Unfortunately, the newborn storm clouds have hidden the sun from view, so there's no way of knowing whether or not her flesh sparkles beneath its rays. However, for some inexplicable reason her vision seems to view everything with a distinct, blue-tinted filter. How did we get here?
Her throat burns with a thirst she can barely comprehend, yet no food or drink seems enough to satisfy. Her senses sharpen, fixating on the warm pulse of blood running through the veins of her fellow park goers. Since when has blood sounded so delicious? Always?
Regardless, her body is also tougher; her skin feels like granite to the touch, impervious to damage, pale and icy cold. Her strength grows exponentially, leaving her stronger than she's ever been before. Her eye color shifts several shades down until her irises are black as coal, two hungry voids that seem to pierce the soul.
Unfortunately, the newborn storm clouds have hidden the sun from view, so there's no way of knowing whether or not her flesh sparkles beneath its rays. However, for some inexplicable reason her vision seems to view everything with a distinct, blue-tinted filter. How did we get here?
FUCKING SCREAM-SOBBING
does this persist after he drowns—
does this persist after he drowns—
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