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Who: Everyone
When: Day 5, bright and early in the morning
Where: Labyrinth!
What: A daring labyrinth

[you somehow land into this labyrinth with a hard thud, sending clouds of dust flying everywhere. what you're in now is a stone room that has a flickering torch placed on each wall. it smells a bit dingy in here, like what one might picture an actual labyrinth or dungeon to smell like.

there doesn't actually seem to be much worth investigating in this room, aside from a sign and three old, wooden doors before you. the sign reads:

"If you risk it all, you gain it all. If you risk nothing, you gain nothing."

somehow, very inexplicably so, you get the strange sense that the riskier you play, the better the prize.]

(( RULES — PRE-MINGLE — WHICH DOOR DO YOU CHOOSE? — POST-MINGLE — TREASURE ))

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[the door creaks loudly, opening to a hot room where someone inside is crying, screaming. the door quickly shuts behind you.

five feet before you is an enormous magma pit—the obvious source of this heat—bubbling and spewing small flames. there's a bassinet—presumably the source of the cries—dangling above this magma pit, from a rope that is slowly, but surely, fraying. however, this very rope is tied to a lever of sorts attached to the ceiling, one that surely would activate if it were tugged... but what would happen then?

there is no exit, aside from the way you came in which is surely locked by now. not only that, but it might unnerve you to find that the floor tiles constantly clatter and shift beneath your feet, as if someone laid them and never sealed them in place.

and though the room is lit and heated by this magma pit, there is also a needless torch that sticks out much further than it should on one wall of the room.]

[Ghh, this got pretty unpleasant pretty quickly. FIRST THINGS FIRST, it's finally time to bust out the Chromatus! Lightning reflexes, greater resistance to the surrounding environment, increased strength and dexterity to handle crazy situations just like this one—yep, it's definitely Chromatus time.

Once transformed he looks around. There's plenty of interesting stuff, but it's that precarious bassinet that needs immediate attention. It's going to fall if he doesn't act quickly, so! Rideaux braces himself against one wall, waits a few precious seconds for the rope to fray just that little bit more, and then he springs forward. Knives in hand and propelled by the power of the Chromatus, his intention is to clear the lava pit in one smooth leap, cutting the rope and safely securing the bassinet in the process.

Pretty daring, right?! Let's just hope it works...]

[a wise move—that goes exactly as planned. the only potential issue that arises is a sudden burst from the lava—but given his current form, magical labyrinth or not, it probably won't do any damage. the baby is still crying, but at least it's not high-pitched screaming anymore.

after you've reached the other side of this pit, it suddenly explodes straight up towards the ceiling. oddly enough, it not only shoots itself through the ceiling, creating a giant hole going up, but the pit somehow... empties itself, becoming what is now a tunnel going down.]

[... is there really nothing else in here but a sniveling baby? Gonna check and make sure there isn't something more interesting underneath the child. ... and I guess maybe actually take a look at the child too. Grudgingly.

If that previously mentioned torch is still around, Rideaux's also going to grab it with the intention of shining it down the tunnel and trying to get some clue as to where it might lead.]

[the baby is green! it has webbing between its fingers, and leaves for ears. and despite everything, it's delightfully babbling. other than that, it is not a very exciting baby, but it is a very alive one.

using the torch, you can see cloaked figures in a stone room down below. they're completely silent and still.]

[Oh, what joy. A cabbage.

Okay, let's try and shine the torch up through the hole instead. What's up there?]

Edited 2015-09-29 09:09 (UTC)

[the tunnel seems to turn in another direction, making it impossible to actually see where it leads. ~mystery tunnel~]

[So what's riskier: cloaked figures, or the unknown...?

Mystery ceiling tunnel it is. Fortunately Chromatus!Rideaux is good at ridiculous assassin's creed jumping nonsense, so heading upwards shouldn't be too difficult.

For now he's going to continue to bring the cabbage along with him. Gonna have to leave the torch behind though, don't think he can do all that clever jumping and carry both the torch and the cabbage baby...]

[the tunnel is dark, and though there is the occasional tight turn, it'll eventually become lit by the room that's above it.

the room it leads to smells like cinnamon. the floor consists of dark floorboards that creak with each step. there's many aisles of shelving containing random items and junk, and the ceiling light sways and squeaks in the nonexistent breeze, forcing the shadows in the room to move about.

there's a counter in the back, past all these shelves, holding a register. an old sign hangs overhead that says "PAWN SHOP." not far off is an "EMPLOYEE'S ONLY" door.

a skeleton, sweeping one of the aisles, notices you and your cabbage baby.

"Huh... is that for me? I can take that off your hands if you'd like."]

Edited (A MILLION EDITS LATER...) 2015-09-29 20:58 (UTC)

[That went from dangerous to just plain weird in record time. Rideaux changes back from his Chromatus form for the moment, since this area seems much less threatening.

A skeleton is, uh, not what he's used to talking to...... but hey, it's a pawn shop. That's easy enough to understand.]

Now now now, I went through a lot of trouble to get this. Shouldn't you be trying to haggle?

[the skeleton chuckles, evidently pleased. the baby, in turn, whimpers.

"Those things fetch a lot on the market these days. How much you want for it? I'll give you anything on these shelves, just not all of it. Can't run myself out of business just yet, heh!"]

[What kind of idiot admits that the thing he wants is valuable? Although that does beg the question of why...]

What is it, anyway? An endangered species?

[the kind of idiot that clearly wants something very badly... but he's caught off guard by your response.

"You don't know? That's a joke, right?"]

[Rude, skeleton. Rude.]

I haven't been around these parts as long as you have, Bones. Flesh and blood, you know.

[if the skeleton had eyes he'd probably be blinking right now... he does seem to be looking you up and down.

"Eh? You saying that isn't just a fancy 'application'? You're really some outsider?"]

[Uh oh, might be treading onto some thin ice here. 'Application' must be... some sort of disguise...?

Time to dodge the question!]

How can I expect you to trade me a fair deal on this little lettuce if you can't even trade me honest information? If you won't give me a straight answer I'll go find someone else to take the sprout off my hands. There were some interesting cloaked fellows back there, perhaps they'd be more cooperative...?

[And Rideaux makes a little show of consideration, toootally thinking about going back the way he came...]

[the skeleton seems thrown off by this topic redirection... but as soon as you mention the cloaked figures, he props the broom against one of the shelves, intent on giving you all of his focus.

"Come on, no need to be this way. Those things are valuable to our god. I know you could give them to the cloaked fellas, but whereas they'd give you nothing but their thanks, I'd give you something worth your while."]

[Now this is a little more like it. Rideaux smiles and glances over the shelves, ignoring whatever concerned noises the cabbage patch kid might be making.]

Worth my while? All I'm seeing is junk. What little trinkets do you have for a medical professional whose life is on the line? A weapon? Some kind of tool?

["Heh! I just gotta show you the stuff around back to get your attention. C'mon, follow me."

the skeleton immediately starts heading towards the "EMPLOYEE'S ONLY" room]

[Being led into a mystery room should probably set alarm bells ringing, but curiosity is stronger than caution, and especially when profit is involved. Rideaux takes a firmer grip on the cabbage, carrying it under one arm, but follows the skeleton!]

[the baby whines at being carried like that.

in this Employee's Only room, there's the obvious table and seating for the employees to have their breaks at... but opposite of that is a set of shelves, containing boxes of three different sizes: small, medium, and large.

the skeleton, having already gotten one of the medium sized boxes, is pulling round objects out and setting them aside for you to see.

"Let's see... in this box, we have the bombs. Bombs, bombs, bombs. Explosives, tear gas, poison gas, light flares, firework bombs, smoke bombs..."

they each have a distinctive appearance that reflects its use. for instant, the smoke bomb looks like it's foggy. the fireworks bomb has a bright, iridescent coating. so on, and so on.]

[... hm.

So, just out of interest, is anyone else in this room? Any other skeletons? Any, uh, witnesses...~?]

[why, none whatsoever. the sole skeleton in here is preoccupied with showing off his impressive bomb collection.]

[Better not take this too quickly. Rideaux smiles, nodding along with the skeleton's explanation and making sure to look as innocently interested and harmless as possible. Then he nods at the other boxes.]

These are bombs as well?

[the skeleton pauses to look over at those boxes, speaking very giddily.

"Naw, the big one's chock full of some nice weapons you might be after. The smaller one's got some fancy little devices. You seemed pretty interested in the bombs, but maybe... I should show you some of those instead?"]

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