APRIL EVENT: AND MY KINGDOM AS GREAT (LABYRINTH POST)

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RUN 1: DAISY

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[Daisy opens the door, and walks through

to a spoon being pressed against her lips.

she is standing in a kitchen: well-lit, clearly well lived-in, stacks of mail and dog-eared books on every surface. there are sounds of a city just outside the curtained window, but it's mostly quiet, just the sounds of two people breathing, and a bubbling pot. she tastes tomato sauce and minced beef.

Basira pulls the spoon back, a slightly nervous smile on her face.]

It's not that bad, is it?

[roll for initiative]

[hadnoright]

[ Just about anything else she could have handled with, if not grace, at least stubborn determination to just get it done with.

But it's not a fight, or torture, or any real obstacle, it's Basira. Not even Basira with a knife, or the hardened look she'd become used to, it's...

Daisy almost chokes on her own breath. ]

No, it's— it's good. Great.

[ 14. ]

RUN 2: SECUNIT

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[Security steps through the door and onto the silence of the Transit Ring.

well, mostly silence. there are screams, but only off in the distance. though, one can assume those humans splayed out in bloody puddles on the ground had been quite loud, before. before it did this.

one moves, groans. agonal breathing? it can't be sure. it feels its arm raise and point

roll.]

[serialskiller]

[Oh. Well fuck this. And fuck whoever came up with it. And fuck whatever its arm is doing.

Sorry, it would rather be checking on the not-entirely-dead human than shooting them. It's done more than its share of that in the past.]

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RUN 3: AIDEN

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[Aiden walks through the door and onto the orchestra of the Greek Theatre.

the roar of the crowd is overwhelming, hundreds of chattering graduates and the band struggling to play pomp and circumstance loud enough to drown them out. he finds himself already reaching out to the handshake Kerr is offering his free hand, the other clenched tightly around a rolled scroll.

if he glances out, he can, somehow, despite the crowd, make out the beaming faces of his parents in the sea of people.

roll.]

[bloodmunchies]

[ Of course he glances out. Of course he sees them. Of course, his undead, sluggishly-beating heart skips when he does, underneath the shade of the sombrero that sits beneath his grad cap, which he always claimed he had just for “positive luck.” (Before it got run over by a car in ‘82.) Totally not allowed, but no one cares at this point of the year. The May heat is sweltering and he doesn’t notice at all. The graduating class is a lot smaller than it was in December.

His parents look so young. He’s never had a graduation where he wasn’t a vampire.

With a hand sheltered in a pink rubber kitchen glove, he takes the diploma with a strained grin and chirps, ] Thank you for this most official and prestigious certification, dude!

[ 13. ]

RUN 4: KARKAT

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[Karkat steps through the door

and finds himself already seated, for all that he was pretty sure he was standing upright one second ago. he is on a metal folding chair, a small party hat at a jaunty angle on his head. the room he's in is a sea of candy-apple red, his friends standing out against the color. their expressions are varied: horror, disgust, fear, whatever gamzee's face is doing right now as he blows a party horn, maybe worst of all, pity.

the heavy footsteps of the drones break the dead silence.

roll.]

[angrycrabnoises]

Karkat immediately clutches his hand to his mouth, feeling a sudden wave of nausea. Everyone’s looking at him and they know, they know he...

No. That’s not right.

Alternia is long gone. There are no drones to get him now.

Nepeta and Eridan have seen his blood and they don’t care.

Whoever’s doing this is just toying with him.

“WHOEVER YOU ARE, I AM GOING TO SHOVE A PARTY HAT SO FAR UP YOUR ASS YOU WON’T SIT RIGHT FOR A WEEK,” he growls towards the ceiling, pulling the aforementioned party hat off of his head and equipping it to his currently empty Strife Specibus.

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RUN 5: YATO

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[Yato walks through the door and into the open square of a temple, filled with visitors for what seems to be a very lively festival, all red and gold banners and ribbons. children shriek with glee as they play games and eat food; older children swap lucky charms, lovers write their wishes on scraps of paper. bells chime in the wind.

a young miko rushes past him, startles when she bumps into him, startles further when she realizes just who she bumped into, and bows low, apologizing if she caused any harm to her lord. she then continues on, disappearing into the hustle and bustle.

should he look down at himself, he'll be sure to recognize what he's wearing.

heads or tails?]

[tossmealifeline]

[ He's not that pleased about the whole being locked in a room, completely ineffective and waiting for a death game thing. Wasn't exactly how he planned to spend his time.

The scene in front of him makes him slow his steps and when he's bowed to the best he does is slightly incline his head. He does happen to notice his clothes have again changed, much like the surroundings, and he looks back to see if the door was still there. Probably not.

Interesting choice, only instead of making him happy by mining his wildest dreams it just makes him irritated. This never happened, and in fact, it hasn't been his dream for a long time. It was from a time before he had anything tangible to latch onto and now he does. He knows he does. So he's less than thrilled.

Tails.

And yet, when Yato turns back whatever it is he knew or understood was completely gone. All the anger, all the consciousness of the situation, those precious to him...

He has the widest smile all of a sudden and holds open his arms.]

Yes, that's right, it is I, your god Yato! I have heard all of your prayers and desires to worship me.

I require a drink, fetch me an offering! [ He points at the nearest shrine maiden and at the next one in his line of sight. ] Escort me to somewhere I can put my feet up.

RUN 6: DOLCE

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[when Dolce passes through the door and into the front door of clinic, everything seems relatively normal. nothing looks particularly strange. Jones and Nancy greet her, though with a strangely sad air. nothing out of place, except...

how many minutes pass before she realizes Pico isn't there at all is it before or after Nancy approaches her to gently ask if she had finished the memorial already.

heads or tails.]

[dolcedeleche]

[Aiden's return gave her some hope. Maybe there's something she can do after all? Heal the people who return? But Yato's disappearance bode poorly. It was a bit like Ventuswill, wasn't it? And no one knows what happens with gods, when they don't reincarnate, except that they don't become ghosts.]

I... I'm back...?

[But they're so sad. What's wrong--?]

[A... memorial.]

[Pico should be the first one glomping her, even without having the presence to notice her absence, Pico was always glomping her, even if they weren't apart for five minutes.]

I... ghosts can't die.

[Gods can't either though... Except they did. They did.]

[She trembles, hands shaking more than ever, wanting to work on knitting, but it was back in her room. She clenches her fists, knuckles white holding onto the hems of the sleeves.]

Is it for Ventuswill too? [The strangest thing she's ever asked, and she's used to asking strange things. She hopes they laugh it off, that it's all a nightmare and some VERY weird prank Pico convinced them to do!]

[Heads.]

RUN 7: PHIL

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[Phil steps through the door and out into the main dining hall of the Serena Eterna, the taste of whiskey already on his lips, the weight of a glass in his hand.]

What kind of asshole only picks one? [Darcy, seated at a table, looks up at him with a glare.] I could probably take on a couple of the people in here at once, at least.

[heads or tails.]

[goodweather]

[ In some ways, he'd always expected this. It was just a matter of time.

He goes to check his watch, but of course it doesn't even matter. Phil can feel the shivers of his worst dread lacing through his spine. Eleven months is a new record; welcome to a new eternity. ]

I'm sure you can, [ he hears himself speaking, his breath pluming thick and white with frost, ] but if you get your ass kicked, I'm not avenging you.

[ heads. ]

RUN 8: VALDIS

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[Valdis steps through the door

and feels something. change. like she was headed in one direction before being pulled violently in another.

she is jerked forward, with some force, into what looks like the living room of a shabby apartment -- or, well, it must be, under the thick layer of gore that seems to cover every square inch of the place. it reeks of human blood, of wet soil, of death.

and, in the center of it all, furiously tracing shapes into the blood with a finger, is the Captain. he glances up at her.]

Ugh, why did it have to be... [huffs] Well. Beggars can't be choosers. Now, I'm only going to be able to tell you this once; we haven't much time before it notices. Are you listening?

[redlightgreenlight]

[This is not what she was expecting, at all. She should probably be panicking, but she takes everything in quickly and then directs her attention on the Captain. Because this means they have a chance.]

I'm listening.

RUN 9: METAL MAX

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[Max steps through the door

and finds himself in a long hallway, nearly colliding with a small blonde woman in a bejeweled robe. she looks up at him, brow knitted, blue eyes narrowed.]

You are not meant to be here-- [she cuts off suddenly, her eyes widening.] Oh. We see now... We wonder if you are aware of what you have.

[makesomedeals]

[There's a snarky response about what other Maximilien they could have been expecting, but for once he resists saying such things. Though he is caught slightly off guard by there simply being a person here, he'd expected something horrific, maybe even a spike pit.

Instead he tilts his head to regard her, because the Captain had said to look for creatures that were alive, and while she's not any of Jenny's brothers, she could be someone else they don't know about. Unfortunately he's not sure how to tell if she's an illusion or not without touching her.]

Am I not? I think I'm precisely where I'm meant to be. [He makes no move to indicate he assumes she's talking about the lei.] Oh I have a great many things, [An airy gesture with one hand as if it's of no importance.] If I may inquire though, who are we?

[He's watching her, but his eyes flick to behind her, further down the hallway, just to see what's there.]

RUN 10: YLVA

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[when Ylva walks through the door, there is already a particularly furious giant lion in the center of the room, hissing and spitting at her, clearly already getting prepared to pounce.

heads or tails.]

[actuallyawolf]

[She might have gone eagerly into a fight, but with Palamedes's instructions fresh in mind -- is this one of the brothers? Maybe? -- Ylva rushes forward with her lei in her hands, in an attempt to throw it over the lion's head, hoping she can dodge out of the way if this goes badly

Tails.]

RUN 11: BASH

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[Bash steps through the door, and

oh it's the falling again. wheeeeeeeeee.

heads or tails.]

Re: RUN 11: BASH

[midnightroads]

Bash doesn’t have his winged bracers. So flying isn’t an option. He does make an attempt to do his ‘walk through walls’ intangible thing before he hits anything solid, in the hope he might survive the landing that way.

[tails]

RUN 12: CLARKE (tw: gore, death)

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[Clarke steps through the door and into a stone room, unremarkable but for what she finds in the very center of it.

Natsuno's body is sprawled out on the floor, arms covered in violent slices and stabs, gutted like a fish, the puddle of blood around him already drying out. his head sits several feet away from his body, the skull partially caved in by some great weight.

heads or tails.]

[skaikru]

( she spends a brief few moments saying goodbye to friends on the other side of the door; to fret with the feathers of the lei wound around her wrist, and try to drum up some semblance of hope. then walks through the door to find the missing member of their party partially dismembered, and any thoughts of a plan or forced calm fall by the wayside. being gutted herself would have been kinder than this. and here she thought she was all cried out. )

No. No, nononononono...

( she's five rapid steps into the room, in the direction of natsuno's head before even realizing her feet are moving, and falling on her knees with no heed paid to the ache of impact a few seconds later. half reaches for his face, as if to cradle. soothe. somehow fix. but loses the will to touch the dead at the last second. anchors her fingers in the fabric of her white jumpsuits instead and — lost for words — just screams.

tails. )

RUN 13: WILSON

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[Wilson walks into what appears to be a stone room like all the others, except for one small detail: it is almost pitch black.

something scuttles, and hisses somewhere high above his head. his foot hits...

heads or tails.]

[takethatnature]

[ He had SO MANY ways of holding back the darkness when he woke up this morning and Sparkles took ALL OF THEM. Was that something sticky that he just stepped on? That noise sounded an awful lot like one of those cave spiders that drop onto you from the ceiling. ]

[ Heads. ]

RUN 14: CRICHTON

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[when he steps through the door, Crichton trips forward, but he does not fall.

he hangs, seemingly in midair, and though his body doesn't feel like it's moving, everything around him - swirling lights and colors - tells him that he is, and fast. there doesn't seem to be any end to it, continuously pulled forward by some overpowering force.

heads or tails.]

[ss_buttcrack]

W-whoa! ... What in the Wile E. Coyote kinda nonsense is this?

[He's floating? Falling? Having a really serious acid trip? Whatever this is, he ain't dying from it yet so... Belief is power, right? He decides to go with it--leans forward, puts his arms out in front of him like he's Superman, and wills himself forward with a whoosh. In his own mind, obviously, he'd never make the whoosh sound out loud with his own mouth, never... (He is.)

Oh, shit, maybe he should have tried clicking his heels together first. Damn. Oh well.

Heads.]

RUN 15: RUBY

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[Ruby walks through the door and into the library of Beacon Academy.

Jaune and Pyrrha look up from where they are intently studying at one of the long tables... well, one of them is, at least. Jaune waves his arms at her, beaming. Pyrrha rolls her eyes and gives a small gesture, beckoning her over.]

[littlefairytale]

[ Ruby jumps, just a little, head whipping around as if expecting there to be someone else they're looking at. But... no, it's just her, Jaune and Pyrrha. Beacon Academy Library. Home.

Some distant part of her is aware that something was said about illusions, but that part of her doesn't stop it consuming her anyway. There's such a deep well of guilt to pull on that the illusion gets its claws in with ease and Ruby, all of a sudden young and naive and untouched by the horrors that made that guilt in the first place, just bounces up onto her toes and waves her arms back before breaking off in a run to join them. ]

Oh c'mon, Pyrrha! We can have fun and study!

[ Tails. ]

RUN 16: SKULDUGGERY

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[Skulduggery walks through the door and onto the shores of a grey, rocky beach.

Sparkles sits in front of a chessboard, having already made the first move. it stares at him in silence.]

[light_mischief]

[he looks around for anything that would be out of the ordinary in an Ingmar Bergman flick as he approaches the board, arms folded across his chest. he wishes he had his suit, so much so that he instinctively tries to manifest it the way he would on the bridge.]

Hello again.

RUN 17: DIMITRI

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[at first, it seems that Dimitri is destined to experience the exact same spike pit.

but, something's different. there's... another door. small. very small. hardly more than a foot tall. sitting just at the very edge of the pit.]

[prince_of_beasts]

[ Honest to Goddess he'd almost rather take the spike pit.

But alright. Gift horses, et cetera. One of Dimitri's shoulders briefly pops in a way it shouldn't, but he wriggles his way through the tiny door to find ... ? ]

RUN 18: YAKKO

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[and lo, we arrive in The Lion Room.

is there a spare lei in here? i don't remember. lion looks pissed, though. he probably only has the one shot.

heads or tails.]

[gnighteverybody]

Oh you've gotta be kitten me.

[ Yakko lines up the shot with his lei, twirling it like a lasso around his finger. ]

C'mon, buddy, just hold still- it'll be meowver in just a meowment-

[ Tails. ]

RUN 19: ABED

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[lion room II: electric boogaloo]

[inspector_spacetime]

Abed takes a look at the massive lion and goes, “Alright, thing that doesn’t belong, check. Now I just need a...”

He takes note of the discarded lei on the floor. “Bingo.”

He tries to make a run for the lei.