So You Woke Up in a Room.

[DocSpooky]

"Usually," I said, pulling myself up "When I wake up some place I've never been, I'm hungover, covered in fresh bruises, or both. Since these feel like they're a few days old, I'm gonna go ahead and rule out the usual suspects."

Whatever thoughtful soul had put me here had been kind enough to let me use my hat as a pillow. I picked it up and put it on. It was tough, battered, and ugly and we had a lot in common. My belt was heavy, and the contents of my pockets shifted uncomfortably. No familiar faces in the room. There was blood on the walls. Near everyone around seemed to be armed. I needed a smoke.
I pulled a cigar from my pocket and felt comfort in the ritual. New place, new faces, any common threads? Lighting it, I opened my trap again.
"If we can get down to brass tacks here, how about you all start telling me what the last thing is you all remember doing?"
I inhaled.
"Ailbhinn, by the way."

 

[TheGrudgeKeeper]

"Usually," I said, pulling myself up "When I wake up some place I've never been, I'm hungover, covered in fresh bruises, or both. Since these feel like they're a few days old, I'm gonna go ahead and rule out the usual suspects."

Whatever thoughtful soul had put me here had been kind enough to let me use my hat as a pillow. I picked it up and put it on. It was tough, battered, and ugly and we had a lot in common. My belt was heavy, and the contents of my pockets shifted uncomfortably. No familiar faces in the room. There was blood on the walls. Near everyone around seemed to be armed. I needed a smoke.
I pulled a cigar from my pocket and felt comfort in the ritual. New place, new faces, any common threads? Lighting it, I opened my trap again.
"If we can get down to brass tacks here, how about you all start telling me what the last thing is you all remember doing?"
I inhaled.
"Ailbhinn, by the way."

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"I was passed out drunk in my room in some pub. Not much I can remember recently though, probably because of the alcohol." Takeo soon remembered the green leaves he smoked. "And the weed."

 

[TheDivineDemon]

It was a sad thing when Daniel could honestly say that what he was experiencing didn't even make it into his top ten weird events, and honestly it should have. Strange church looking building, waking up on a stone slab with a bunch of mutated people, it couldn't even make his low twenties. If it happened say five years ago he'd probably would have been screaming his head off at what looked like some sort of ritual killing ceremony. Now he found himself more interested then terrified.

Looking around the room it was obvious he wasn't the first to wake up. It was also equally obvious that they'd been talking for a while, probably trying to figure out what was going on. There was time for that later. Especially when there was more important things to take care of.

Hoping off his stone slab Daniel Torres put on his best smile and asked the nearest sleeping person, "Are you okay?"

 

[DocSpooky]

Damnit, why hadn't I realised that.
I dropped my notebook and scrambled off the slab with as much grace as you could hope for from a middle-aged alcoholic in armour. There were still a few people left lying unconscious in Duin knows where, and I'd been letting them sit to gab with a jingoist and a bum.
I caught a slab as it hovered past and clambered on. I checked to make sure they were breathing.

 

[WarShipper]

Connie jumped.

She flapped her wings rapidly, wind gusting from her harsh enough to get sand all over the place... if there were sand. She took a moment, giving a few tentative caws as she took stock of her situation, taking a look at her surroundings.

...lots of metahumans she'd never seen before, both as people and as types. Or they could just be ridiculously heavily modded, but... nah, they didn't have the right look for it. She glanced down, suddenly satisfied that her dog was still with her, at least. No telling where her other critters had gotten off to - if she remembered right she'd brought her usual anti-mage equipment - but she could worry about that later.

For now, she hopped down and grabbed her hound by the body, giving a few strong flaps of her wings and lifting off.

She wasn't built for hovering, admittedly, but that handy dandy magic that let a body the size of a child fly around on wings that were only slightly proportionally overlarge gave her a fair bit of leeway in how she flew that most of her lesser kind simply didn't have.

 

[Alfonso Alonso]

Nirkuhiib the Wormy Waste Gobbo
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Ow. Was the only thought that resonated in Hiibs migraine filled head.
As he came more to his senses he tried recollecting his last thoughts.

What did i eat last night? This is a very nasty morning, i wonder if anyones else feels like i....THE SPEEDY WINGY! NOOO! I mean i'm alive! YAY! BUT NOOO! The prototype was such a large chunk of my personal resources, and it was so fun too! I worked so hard and so long to gather all the needed resources and rare parts!

The fact that it was fast enough to shatter a femur of a Golden Solar Dragon and durable enough to let him walk away from the crash only filled him with more despair about the loss.

*Thud*

He lifted his head and dropped it on the table he was laying on.

To be even able to dent such a force of nature...

*Thud* *Thud*

O well, probably nothing has survived for several hundred meters after the dragon started his angry screaming but maybe i can salvage some rare metal, as long as it's just melted instead of vaporized.

His hands do a pass over his body.

Yep the tools are all there. The tool belt, well it was mostly a belt expanded into an overall dotting many tools on convenient to access places around him. The main tools were still on the hip area of course the "belt" area was still made to be able to detach from the main suit if needed be, the tool belt suit was still referred to as a belt because of the focus, but he himself was a true walking workbench courtesy of Goblin engineering tinker bullshit.

*Sigh*
Might as well go collect what i can.

He gathered his spirits, got up, opened his grumpy eyes and noticed true horror!
Humans told stories of nightmares that can drive beings insane simply by being within sight. He thought that was just superstitious bullshit, that they didn't exist, BUT IT DO!

The armor on the doggy...if i crafted something even a fraction as bad i would have been tossed into a flesh peeler pit! It is mismatched! Parts of armor sets are crafted to be parts of a whole. Weight distribution is taken into considerable planning! The shape of parts gave form for supporting parts. If you had a thick plate of armor the underlying support is made a bit thinner to not sabotage freedom of movement too much, besides the support is in little risk if the upper part is overlapping it in most poses. Efficiency!

The doggo...i mean the kobold, they get upset if you call them man shaped dogs, don't forget that! Armor was mismatched. A spiky part of one boot was digging into the thigh armor of a different set and limiting range of movement for no reason! Only one shoulder pad is bad enough but...ARE THOSE TWO SHOULDER PADS GLUED TOGETHER TO MAKE ONE BIG PAD!? It is! I recognize this weld even from here, non experienced smiths maybe fooled, but i know what i see! Who scammed him!?

And...is that an elven crotch piece! Their species are females! Even their males, with their hair lotion, long hairstyles, smooth skin, disgusting slimness and obsession on looking "pretty", are basically females. That poor kobold!

Hiib tried to stand up, but his legs weakened by such a eldrich crafting abomination buckled, he fell to his knees. Just staring at the kobold, his eyes being slightly wet.

 

[TripleMRed]

"Should we keep talking to them now?" Asked Franklin in a low voice.

"Not unless they ask us questions." Galen whispered back. "We wait for them all to awaken, then we talk to them in full. It would be a hassle to keep repeating the same explanations again and again."

Arawyn Cu Chulainn
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"Nada," he replied breezily. "Let me try something....."

He shut his eyes, then opened them again, staring at the vaulted ceiling.

Spirits? Ye out there?

(OOC: @TripleMRed , hopefully I'm not presuming too much. Everyone else, just assume that Arawyn is off to the side doing spirit-y things and gaping at the ceiling.)

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(You can do spirit talks as much as you want, but be careful. Regardless of your rolls, some of the things out there aren't exactly communicative. Or friendly.)
There was silence to the unspoken question. For a long time, it seemed like nothing would respond. Then, some...thing did. Out of the door with a skull came a kite looking being. It looked around, no apparent eyes on its glowing, vaguely aquatic form. Despite this, it was abundantly clear that it was looking at the scruffy Elf after it finished surveying the room. It gave an unfamiliar rumble that made no discernible sense before it returned back through the door.

It had not been the only thing to respond. Shapes vaguely resembling the fuzzy-eared and mask adorned people on the wall appeared around the room, but a closer observation made it abundantly clear these weren't actual spirits. The closest thing that they could be called could be...echoes. Some walked about, disappearing as they went through one door or another, others inspected the the walls with strange tools and seemed to direct unseen forces to do something to them. A window into the past, so to speak.

 

[Alfonso Alonso]

Nirkuhiib the Wormy Waste Gobbo
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*Looks around*

Mage bullshit also WhereamiHowdidigethereWhatishappening...DOESN'T MATTER!

*Turns back to Kobold*
Why is that tiny chain there? What does it do aside from being a risk of snagging unto pointy things!?

*Yells to the man in torn clothing*
"Hey random bum! Where are we and who abused him?"
*Points at Kobold.

 

[Laplace]

(You can do spirit talks as much as you want, but be careful. Regardless of your rolls, some of the things out there aren't exactly communicative. Or friendly.)
There was silence to the unspoken question. For a long time, it seemed like nothing would respond. Then, some...thing did. Out of the door with a skull came a kite looking being. It looked around, no apparent eyes on its glowing, vaguely aquatic form. Despite this, it was abundantly clear that it was looking at the scruffy Elf after it finished surveying the room. It gave an unfamiliar rumble that made no discernible sense before it returned back through the door.

It had not been the only thing to respond. Shapes vaguely resembling the fuzzy-eared and mask adorned people on the wall appeared around the room, but a closer observation made it abundantly clear these weren't actual spirits. The closest thing that they could be called could be...echoes. Some walked about, disappearing as they went through one door or another, others inspected the the walls with strange tools and seemed to direct unseen forces to do something to them. A window into the past, so to speak.

Click to shrink...

Arawyn Cu Chulainn
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He stared at the dreamlike scene. How wonderfully vague. Still in a trance, he walked to the walls of the chamber, brushing a gauntleted hand over the drawings.

Thanks a lot, ye creepy bastards.

"Oi, Franklin. Did ye see a big kite-like bugger when ye opened the skull door?" He asked.

 

[Luxicato]

Things where getting a little bit weirder. The elf started doing spirit magic. Totally forbidden in the empire. Of course the elf has forbidden magic.

I started walking a little to stretch my legs. Even with my little magic sense I knew the shadows weren't dangerous. I was going to start interrogating the oldest dwellers of this nightmare when I saw the crow.

Connie jumped.

She flapped her wings rapidly, wind gusting from her harsh enough to get sand all over the place... if there were sand. She took a moment, giving a few tentative caws as she took stock of her situation, taking a look at her surroundings.

...lots of metahumans she'd never seen before, both as people and as types. Or they could just be ridiculously heavily modded, but... nah, they didn't have the right look for it. She glanced down, suddenly satisfied that her dog was still with her, at least. No telling where her other critters had gotten off to - if she remembered right she'd brought her usual anti-mage equipment - but she could worry about that later.

For now, she hopped down and grabbed her hound by the body, giving a few strong flaps of her wings and lifting off.

She wasn't built for hovering, admittedly, but that handy dandy magic that let a body the size of a child fly around on wings that were only slightly proportionally overlarge gave her a fair bit of leeway in how she flew that most of her lesser kind simply didn't have.

Click to shrink...

Oh, wow, that's amazing. That crow was sleeping in one of the platforms. At first I thought it was a sleeping harpy but now I can see it. It's a real crow. Probably a sentient crow if he was here with us? I had no idea. I tried to call his attention.

-Hey! Um... Crow? Are you a mage familiar or something? Do you understand me?- If he was just an animal I'm probably going to look stupid doing this, but if not... It was just too interesting.

 

[TripleMRed]

Arawyn Cu Chulainn
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He stared at the dreamlike scene. How wonderfully vague. Still in a trance, he walked to the walls of the chamber, brushing a gauntleted hand over the drawings.

Thanks a lot, ye creepy bastards.

"Oi, Franklin. Did ye see a big kite-like bugger when ye opened the skull door?" He asked.

Click to shrink...

"Nope. When that thing opened, all we saw was a giant horse-thing eating some sort of two legged deer thing. Lots of jungle trees, maybe a bird or two, but no kite things." Franklin said with a shrug. "Where's that question come from anyway?"

*Looks around*

Mage bullshit also WhereamiHowdidigethereWhatishappening...DOESN'T MATTER!

*Turns back to Kobold*
Why is that tiny chain there? What does it do aside from being a risk of snagging unto pointy things!?

*Yells to the man in torn clothing*
"Hey random bum! Where are we and who abused him?"
*Points at Kobold.

Click to shrink...

"Like I told the others, don't know where we are. As for the second thing, he was like that when he got here." Franklin said with another shrug of his shoulders.

 

[SplicedHunter]

Lysyris eventually landed on the ground when she realized something. "If it helps, I catually have some maps with me."

 

[Alfonso Alonso]

Nirkuhiib the Wormy Waste Gobbo
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"Like I told the others, don't know where we are. As for the second thing, he was like that when he got here." Franklin said with another shrug of his shoulders.

Click to shrink...

*Shrugs*
I guess i'll figure it out later. I guess figuring out where i am and how to get to my old walkie back at town.

Lysyris eventually landed on the ground when she realized something. "If it helps, I catually have some maps with me."

Click to shrink...

Speaking of.

"Of what? The place where you're from, or of this place?"

 

[SplicedHunter]

Nirkuhiib the Wormy Waste Gobbo
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*Shrugs*
I guess i'll figure it out later. I guess figuring out where i am and how to get to my old walkie back at town.



Speaking of.

"Of what? The place where you're from, or of this place?"

Click to shrink...

"Back from where I'm from, but it couldn't hurt to have a place to start and figure out where we're from." She shrugged.

 

[Kensai]

Damnit, why hadn't I realised that.
I dropped my notebook and scrambled off the slab with as much grace as you could hope for from a middle-aged alcoholic in armour. There were still a few people left lying unconscious in Duin knows where, and I'd been letting them sit to gab with a jingoist and a bum.
I caught a slab as it hovered past and clambered on. I checked to make sure they were breathing.

Click to shrink...

Melinoe's eyelids fluttered, then snapped open.


She sat silently upright, her gaze fixed on the unkempt figure who had climbed next to her resting place.

She spoke, her voice the sigh of a breeze wending down an avenue of cypresses.

"Who are you and what are you trying to do with me?"

 

[Laplace]

"Nope. When that thing opened, all we saw was a giant horse-thing eating some sort of two legged deer thing. Lots of jungle trees, maybe a bird or two, but no kite things." Franklin said with a shrug. "Where's that question come from anyway?"

Click to shrink...

Arawyn Cu Chulainn
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"Ye know, the spirits," Arawyn said, wiggling his fingers. "See those masks'n shit? Dinnae think those who made this chamber drew those."

 

[TripleMRed]

Arawyn Cu Chulainn
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"Ye know, the spirits," Arawyn said, wiggling his fingers. "See those masks'n shit? Dinnae think those who made this chamber drew those."

Click to shrink...

"I think I know what you're talking about." Galen stated after a moments though. "One of our group could see into the spirit world, but she didn't get to explain much to me before the horse-beast came rampaging in here."

 

[Laplace]

"I think I know what you're talking about." Galen stated after a moments though. "One of our group could see into the spirit world, but she didn't get to explain much to me before the horse-beast came rampaging in here."

Click to shrink...

Arawyn Cu Chulainn
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He nodded, then asked," so, how're we gonna get out of here?"

 

[TripleMRed]

Arawyn Cu Chulainn
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He nodded, then asked," so, how're we gonna get out of here?"

Click to shrink...

Galen rubbed his sizable beard. "Well, we found that the doors opened up only after we were all awake. Some of us even rested against them during the time some of us still slept. We tentatively tested out some of the safer doors when your group arrived, and sure enough they're locked again."

 

[TheDivineDemon]

Daniel was going to be honest, he had no idea what he was doing. None of the people he was checking on were waking and he could only give a basic check on their health because of just how different they were from him. One woman was half horse! And it seemed permanent!

Mutations that bad weren't that uncommon in the larger dumping areas but it left him with little clue on how to help. It was frustrating but there was almost literally nothing he could do for them. Hopefully the little grey guy can do better... Oh! He got someone to wake up! Good on him.

Across the room a scruffy looking guy with pointed ears did... Something. He wasn't completely sure what but it got a response from a few of the others.

They probably have half a clue on what's going on.

Advancing towards the growing group with a disarming smile, "Hey there, I'm Big Bite! I don't suppose any of you can explain what's going on?"

 

[Alfonso Alonso]

Nirkuhiib the Wormy Waste Gobbo
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"Back from where I'm from, but it couldn't hurt to have a place to start and figure out where we're from."

Click to shrink...

Makes sense. I'm Nirkuhiib the Wormy Waste Gobbo full title, Just Hiib for the ones who want to be friendly. Although i doubt i could effective at discussing surface maps, our city is mostly underground built in the tunnels and the old nesting site of the Earth Warden.

"I think I know what you're talking about." Galen stated after a moments though. "One of our group could see into the spirit world, but she didn't get to explain much to me before the horse-beast came rampaging in here."

Click to shrink...

He nodded, then asked," so, how're we gonna get out of here?"

Click to shrink...

We tentatively tested out some of the safer doors when your group arrived, and sure enough they're locked again."

Click to shrink...

And at that he breaks away from his previous conversation partner.

"Wait does that mean displays of magic will get this place to attack us?
And it would be nice if you described what's behind the safe doors. I'll fill in the sleepy ones later."

 

[Laplace]

Galen rubbed his sizable beard. "Well, we found that the doors opened up only after we were all awake. Some of us even rested against them during the time some of us still slept. We tentatively tested out some of the safer doors when your group arrived, and sure enough they're locked again."

Click to shrink...

The elf rubbed his cheeks. "Well damn. I'll get the rest up right quick." He walked to the slabs, slapping his gauntlet on the side of his bec de Corbin, producing a clanging noise. "Oi, ye dozy bastard! Wake up!"

@Mina
@WarShipper

Advancing towards the growing group with a disarming smile, "Hey there, I'm Big Bite! I don't suppose any of you can explain what's going on?"

Click to shrink...

As he clanged his gauntlet, a new human came up to him and started talking. "Ain't much to rightly say," he shrugged, "see those doors? They open when we're all awake, and is rightly like to get this lazy beast up so I can get the hells outta here."

 

[TheDivineDemon]

The elf rubbed his cheeks. "Well damn. I'll get the rest up right quick." He walked to the slabs, slapping his gauntlet on the side of his bec de Corbin, producing a clanging noise. "Oi, ye dozy bastard! Wake up!"

@Mina
@WarShipper

As he clanged his gauntlet, a new human came up to him and started talking. "Ain't much to rightly say," he shrugged, "see those doors? They open when we're all awake, and is rightly like to get this lazy beast up so I can get the hells outta here."

Click to shrink...

"Huh, well, good luck with that. I've been trying to get them up for a while now. Maybe whatever put us all to sleep is taking longer to get out of their systems because of their mutations?"

 

[Laplace]

"Huh, well, good luck with that. I've been trying to get them up for a while now. Maybe whatever put us all to sleep is taking longer to get out of their systems because of their mutations?"

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Arawyn Cu Chulainn
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Arawyn stopped and stared at Daniel. "Mutated? Mutated? They don't look mutated. Over there we have a centaur, and here a giant crow. Simple as that, human."

 

[TheDivineDemon]

Arawyn Cu Chulainn
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Arawyn stopped and stared at Daniel. "Mutated? Mutated? They don't look mutated. Over there we have a centaur, and here a giant crow. Simple as that, human."

Click to shrink...

'Human? Did I run into another one of those fantasy world cults.' Daniel decided that humoring them would be the best plan for now. "Riiight, still, they've gotten a different body size then us. Just give them a bit to work it out of them."