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[lamb_of_gold]

There is blood. Everywhere.

1006, having woken up to a rather unpleasant surprise in his bedroom, had left the onsen later in the day to explore the Plane at large, and, perhaps, find some clues as to just what was going on.

His feet had, in time, led him to the Ballroom. For awhile he was content to explore here, tracing his fingers over the magnificent architecture and simply reveling in the expansive privacy that the empty room allowed (Something he found oddly soothing, at the time).

And then he saw a mannequin.

There is blood. Everywhere.

1006 is pressed into a corner, a trickle of black stardust running from a cut on his forehead and knees drawn to his chest. On the far side of the room are three bodies, savaged and cold and so, so bloody, and a man stands before 1006, hands seemingly pressed against an invisible wall, leaving red smears as they shift.

A faint sheen stains the air when 1006 curls up tighter, pressing his face into his knees. The man snarls angrily.


(Oops guess who walked clean into his own worst nightmare! Why am I describing the hallucination? Because Mu is projecting. This mean anyone tagging in has the option of seeing (and feeling) and interacting with the visions to ANY degree)

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[blackstarsenal]

[ 208 really doesn't like what's happening with the place. She had woken up with plastic snakes in her bed and drawers and she kept seeing them everywhere. It would've been funny if the snakes didn't seem to be watching her every move and following her everywhere...

Her explorations had also taken her to the large theater -- perhaps she would find the mirrors she had been looking for. Surely, theaters would have dressing rooms?

She was about to turn into a corner until she spots what is happening and she keeps her quiet, her composure, shadow-like as she observes what is happening. She doesn't fully understand, but it looks to her that the angry, silver-haired man is out to harm the one in the corner and that perhaps, he might have been responsible for the bodies on the floor--!

From her corner, 208 takes to observing her surroundings -- would there be beams or hanging lamps she can use to get to the cornered man? ]

[lamb_of_gold]

[There's a balcony above, but no convenient lamps to platform off of. 1006 pulls a little tighter into himself, still trying to hide behind his knees and the Silver-haired man shouts again, pounding on the invisible wall that separates them.]

[blackstarsenal]

[ From 208's vantage point, things are looking worse. Sure, she can bet on the chance that the barrier would hold until the attacker wore itself off, but them being someone so angry and radiating of evil intentions...

Tsubaki studies her terrain and traced a path towards the balcony: no using the chain scythe as it might draw unnecessary attention to herself. And so --

Light as a feather, swift and quiet as a shadow, 208 used whatever ledge and curve she had from the ground to parcour get her from her corner to the balcony that hung above the scene.

Aiming to get to where the cornered man was and get him out of there (and fend off the attacker if she has to), she leaps from the balcony and transforms midair into a round bomb that will drop and explode in a puff of pink smoke in front of the silver-haired attacker.

Will it be enough to distract him so she can pull the cornered man along? ]

[ram_of_gold]

[205 has been exploring, trying to make sense of this place and why he is here. Eventually, his exploration takes him to the ballroom and he steps in side. Maybe he doesn't remember anything, but 205 has at least glanced a mirror. He knows what he looks like. That's himself, laying in pool of blood on the floor.] What is..!? What's going on?

[lamb_of_gold]

[1006 only has time to blink before something in 205s voice pulls him from his shock. He shifts his terrified gaze over to the man at the door, and when he speaks, his voice is shrill and cracked with fear.]

N-no, you...You need to get out of here! Run!

[The standing man's attention does not waver, however.]