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The fact that this place was so detached, it gave her reason for pause. She didn’t like that much of it, how ghostly the people were. Initially, she’d tried to talk to one of them, only to find that they didn’t seem too interested in talking to her. What a shame that was.
Nevertheless, a familiar silhouette gave her pause, struck dumb for a moment before she called out.
“Stella-!”
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“ Lemme guess, you’re curious what’s down there too, huh? “ It seemed that there were always at least a few people around the.. giant, gaping hole. Granted Morgan couldn’t quite blame them. It was easily the most mysterious thing about this place and it seemed like it caused a kind of mental effect on people. Really he came by every so often in hopes something would come out of it. Almost like he was anticipating it would show its true colors eventually. But, he’d typically approach this kind of thing by himself so seeing someone else look into it, he might as well try and see if they knew anything else about it that he might’ve missed.
After walking for quite a while, Kokichi found himself in the ‘Golden Ward’... Now that he was here, well, he found someone that could either be great for teasing or pulling pranks with... He wasn’t about to offer anyone a position in DICE, no, but he is a bit bored...
Still, there was only one way to determine whether or not she was a party pooper.
He briefly looked inside his pocket to ensure that was still in there, and upon seeing it, he smiled and then looked up, waving at her.
[+ | ;] - “Hey! Heeey! You with the pigtails, I gotta question for you!” He shouted at her before waving. “You wanna go break into a building with me? I’ll make it worth your tiiiime!” He explained smiling at her while waving around his pick lock.
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Darkness made treading these ruins rather perilous, especially with her lack of supplementary magical senses being dampened. This didn’t deter her, she’d dealt with worse on the shapeless isle.
She heard noise, following it. Medusa was surprised to find it was a young girl--she couldn’t have been too much older than her sisters appeared--out strolling here as well. This felt oddly familiar, somehow, but she couldn’t place why.
It was enough for her to trail her for a bit, finally piping up to ask a question.
“Excuse me, are you lost?”
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Two eggs, side of beacon
@extendengineer --> @stellarshooter
Well this is going all bat shit cray. So its a game they wanna play huh? Zack finally looks down after all the commotions and assessed the situations. They were to gather teams and activate some forms of beacons right? If not it would result in death, maybe not respawn death but permadeath.
Mind locked away in some form of dark abyss for all of eternity. A soft sigh left his lips as he began to plot. A city in rubble, people dispersed, there was only one way to ensure everything goes well. That was the zack way. He quickly climbed a small pile of rocks and began his plan.
“IF YOU WANNA TEAM UP WITH ME, HOLLA BACK AND I’LL BE LIKE YO WELCOME TO THE TEAM.”
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much like his first week had been in the hive had been, liquid found himself sleepless in this new city. spirale, they called it. it was looking much worse for wear, putting it lightly. at the very least, the apartment building looked ... safe.
returning from wandering the next ward over, liquid found himself lost in tired thoughts. everything that has happened in the past month - at least, he thought, so much had occurred that he wasn’t sure how to judge the passage of time. upon arriving, he had struggled to process the situation. a few people from the hive were here, which answered the question of whether or not this was some sort of purgatory.
what did it matter to him? he is dead in his world. may as well embrace a new lease on life, no matter how unwarranted it was.
“stella!”
he had noticed her as he came down the street. she is an odd one - perched atop the apartment building, stoic and looking out over the city, as if she’s a statue. liquid purses his lips. raising a hand against the morning sun, he scowled up at her before waving her down, should she notice him.
( @stellarshooter ) ♥ ( X )
Despite sapphire eyes that seem incandescent, the stranger might as well be the personification of obsidian itself. Utterly bemused by such a drab ensemble, the voguish blonde blinks thrice before speaking.
❝ You know, it's not a BAD color. It goes with everything. Neon, pastels, you name it. It's just like you went way WAY overboard with it. It kinda screams ANTISOCIAL. ❞
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Reality here is all tangled wires, dusty cables. Hal wanders aimlessly through the abandoned arcade, hoping to salvage any maintenance tools he can from the wreck. He hasn’t turned up on a lab of any kind yet; this is as good a place as any to start. That Codec won’t fix itself.
That’s what he tells himself, anyway. Maybe he’s just chasing some broken nostalgia.The one familiar thing in this wasteland.
He ghosts a hand across the cracked screen of an old shoot ‘em up.
// we used to play these...
