#rs event

[rumors-suavium]

Midnight Mischief

Prologue Event Pt.2

The group is forced to take great care scaling the steps that were now more perilous than before. Even with a Magus's enhanced abilities, most of you are impeded trying to climb up the spiral staircase. Hopefully you’re not afraid of heights as some stairs crumble into ash and fall stories below as your weight shifts off of them.

But eventually, some of you will reach the top. And in the sickly pall of moonlight, you see it…

The scene up here is quiet but tense. From the face of the clocktower a long, lifeless shadow is cast over your faces as each of you arrive at the summit. At first, the only sound to fill this deafening silence is the drip, drip, drip of the fresh crimson oozing from painfully fresh wounds.

Before you hangs a body. A corpse of one of your own.

For as much as you all were strangers, you all seemed to have the benefit of maintaining your memories. A privilege that was ill-afforded to the nameless boy you had rescued from The Faceless Demon. Perhaps there was some irony in that? The Faceless capturing the one without an identity of their own?

“Alice” was the name you all had commonly settled on for this individual, though many of you had your own nicknames for them. Whatever the case, the cowering boy now hangs limp over your group; stapled to the face of the clock tower by the hour hand.

Whoever Alice must have once been, it seems neither you or them will ever find those answers now.

. . .

As everyone takes in the sight of Alice’s body on the clocktower, a jingling noise rapidly approaches from the north part of the currently accessible area. Chuubey pads towards your group, followed by a very upset looking Haselmaus.

“Strange. This wasn’t planned for….”

Chuubey comments, staring as Shun and Quang work to gingerly bring Alice's corpse to the ground.

“It’s not on the schedule at all!!!” the barista squeaks, staring up at the clocktower. “I’m really working my hardest to make sure your dorms are all spick-n’-span, but now….!”

Haselmaus shakes her head disapprovingly, looking down at Chuubey. The Incubator hops onto her hat to get more height, staring at the group of Magi gathered by that explosion earlier.

“To get to the bottom of what exactly happened here, you all will investigate this body and search for clues. Once you have gathered all important information, you will reconvene at this clocktower.”

Chuubey’s tail swishes. Despite their palpable annoyance at this unforeseen circumstance, their expression (or lack thereof) is as calm as ever.

Haselmaus clears her throat, trying to keep her hat (and Chuubey) balanced.

“Um….. that was a lot, soooo… any questions?”

[rumors-suavium]

As Dusk Falls...

Prologue Event Pt.1

As the hours come and go, you all make as much use of the available facilities as you can. While not all of the doors here seem to open, the ones that do host some interesting surprises at least. Though, as the morning turns to the afternoon and crawls to the evening: none of you have heard much word from Chuubey or the whereabouts of The Mayor. While Haselmaus would arrive to serve you when called, she also was noticeably absent from other areas.

Alone with each other, or simply with your thoughts, you wonder when things will change…

That is until you hear a deafening explosion that rocks the ground and ricochets through your ribcage coming from the ⁠Clocktower Plaza.

As the arrives, they're met with a disaster starting back in the area where they all first awoke.

Currently, parts of the plaza appear to be on fire. Soot and scorch marks mar the pink and purple bricks of the ground and Clocktower itself. Despite the rampant destruction, both Chuubey and Haselmaus are noticeably absent.

What on earth happened here!?

It doesn't take long for the group to start giving theories and throwing around accusations as to who could be responsible for the explosion. But, the discussion is inevitably cut short by yet another scream.

This time, the source seems to ring out from the looming, central Clocktower of the city. Despite parts of the stairs being melted or set ablaze, the group of Magi waste little time in scaling the fire escape towards the newest burst of chaos.