There is nothing but darkness around you. There is nothing to be seen, nothing to be heard - even your sense of touch seems to fail here. It’s impossible to tell what kind of a space you’re in, or even if you are anywhere.
Perhaps the world has ceased to exist around you.
Perhaps you have ceased to exist.
Then, after a eternity or a moment, something appears - a woman is standing before you, her pale skin and white hair seeming to glow just enough to make her visible. She smiles and nods to you in greeting, and you gain just a little more awareness of your surroundings, enough to tell that you do exist here - as do the others who have come here.
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right. that's right. it makes sense. she offers a slight smile and a wave, slow as she reacquaints herself with the feeling of having the limbs at all, ]
[ there is no chill here. he seems nearly hysterical as he snarls and lashes out at the darkness around him—or is he? he means to, but it doesn't feel like he's doing anything at all—
until eventually the woman appears in front of him. and he doesn't calm down, exactly, but he does regain enough sense of presence to recognize who it is. ]
You find yourself in the living room of a Japanese house, well-lit and pleasantly furnished. Perhaps you have seen this place before, in reality or someone else's memories.
At the low dining table, several people are seated - or are there? They're more like shadows, just faint outlines. Their cheerful conversation and the sounds of eating are muffled, as if a great distance away.
There's someone else here, though, who does seem more concrete. A boy is busy cooking over in the kitchen, making something that gives off a delicious scent.
[ Squinting at the shadow figures at the table, he approaches those first, after casting a sidelong glance toward the boy turned away from him while cooking.
Is the fact that they are blurry reminiscent of the fact that they represent people who are not Doodle? Or are they shadowy because they are a memory of some sort?
Can he understand anything if he comes closer? Can his hand touch one if he tries...? ]
You enter ☆ZRAEL's dormitory. It looks just the same as the last time you were here, aside from a couple of differences - the moon in the sky looks somehow strange and the sea below the glass floor looks darker than usual, like it’s made up of mud instead of water.
You can't see anyone here, but you can hear the sounds of people being present - indistinct conversation in one part of the common room, the sounds of cooking from the kitchen, the soft notes of a bass from the hatch that leads into the rainy day room.
Aside from the various common areas of the dorm, there seem to be two directions you can go: the front door that leads outside, or the doors leading into the unit members' bedrooms.
. . . I feel uncomfortable here. Knowing that I am actually forbidden from visiting. . .
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This room seems to be a part of ☆ZRAEL's dorm, based on the open ceiling showing a moonlit sky. However, the wallpaper and style of furnishing seems a little different - they're fancy, certainly, but less the unit's formal faux-victorian style and more worn and decadent. Familiar, perhaps, if you have visited a certain house in a certain game.
There's a large canopy bed with torn sheets and moth-eaten curtains, with something peeking out from beneath the blanket. Strangely, there's also a kotatsu that looks somewhat out of place with the decor, a note lying atop it.
Close to what looks like the door to an old-fashioned elevator, a bloodstained knife has been left on the ground.
You find yourself in the living room of a Japanese house, well-lit and pleasantly furnished. Perhaps you have seen this place before, in reality or someone else's memories.
At the low dining table, several people are seated - or are there? They're more like shadows, just faint outlines. Their cheerful conversation and the sounds of eating are muffled, as if a great distance away.
There's someone else here, though, who does seem more concrete. A boy is busy cooking over in the kitchen, making something that gives off a delicious scent.
As you step into the room proper, you notice something strange - there are what look like stains, or perhaps puddles, of some black substance all around. You'll have to take care as you move around, or you might accidentally step in one.
he starts walking in the direction of the boy, since he's clearly the person of interest here, but he stops just short of stepping in a puddle as he does. then he bends down to examine it a little more closely (though he doesn't make any attempt to touch it yet). ]
You enter ☆ZRAEL's dormitory. It looks just the same as the last time you were here, aside from a couple of differences - the moon in the sky looks somehow strange and the sea below the glass floor looks darker than usual, like it’s made up of mud instead of water. There are more puddles on the floor as well, larger and more numerous than the ones in the previous room. You won't be able to avoid stepping in them a couple of times if you want to look around the room.
You can't see anyone here, but you can hear the sounds of people being present - indistinct conversation in one part of the common room, the sounds of cooking from the kitchen, the soft notes of a bass from the hatch that leads into the rainy day room.
Aside from the various common areas of the dorm, there seem to be two directions you can go: the front door that leads outside, or the doors leading into the unit members' bedrooms.
[ oh. now here's something familiar. though with the subtle differences throwing him off ever so slightly, in some ways he feels more out of his element here than in a total stranger's house.
after absorbing the sights and sounds for a moment—and noting that there's more puddles than before, hm—he moves towards the sound of chatter in the common room. ]
This room seems to be a part of ☆ZRAEL's dorm - the moon's still up in the sky, and the decor is the same as the rest of the dorm. There's a large, comfy-looking canopy bed with a few items set atop the blankets. Strangely, the other piece of furniture is a kotatsu that looks somewhat out of place with the decor, a note lying atop it.
The door behind you closes, but there does seem to be another exit, an old-fashioned elevator.
Unfortunately, the floor here is completely flooded with mud. You'll be wading in it with every single step.
[ he grimaces at the sensation of mud at his feet. no desire to trudge through that if he doesn't have to.
so instead, he's going to make an attempt to jump and land on top of the nearest piece of furniture, whether that be the kotatsu or the bed, in one giant leap. time to play the floor is lava mud! ]
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Perhaps the world has ceased to exist around you.
Perhaps you have ceased to exist.
Then, after a eternity or a moment, something appears - a woman is standing before you, her pale skin and white hair seeming to glow just enough to make her visible. She smiles and nods to you in greeting, and you gain just a little more awareness of your surroundings, enough to tell that you do exist here - as do the others who have come here.
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Sorry, please give her a moment, she is downloading the data to remember for the future.]
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right. that's right. it makes sense. she offers a slight smile and a wave, slow as she reacquaints herself with the feeling of having the limbs at all, ]
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Wha—Doodle?? What the fuck?!
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Uh. Hi.
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At the low dining table, several people are seated - or are there? They're more like shadows, just faint outlines. Their cheerful conversation and the sounds of eating are muffled, as if a great distance away.
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Onii-chan. . . !
What are you making?! It's something really delicious, right?
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Emiya-san, is there anything I can help with?
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Wowee! Hello there, it is nice to meet you! I'm Angel or QW5nZWw= but most people call me Angel!
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Do you need any help...?
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You can't see anyone here, but you can hear the sounds of people being present - indistinct conversation in one part of the common room, the sounds of cooking from the kitchen, the soft notes of a bass from the hatch that leads into the rainy day room.
Aside from the various common areas of the dorm, there seem to be two directions you can go: the front door that leads outside, or the doors leading into the unit members' bedrooms.
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[ she can't help but hum, mulling it all over in her head.
now she's wondering if she should have brought some food from the last room now >8(
but oh well
let's check out the bedrooms! starting from whatever is closest ]
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[ Though he obviously doesn't have much choice at the moment. If this is supposed to be about Doodle... then it makes sense he'd wind up in a place he spends much of his time at. And so he'll search what seems most logical to him, and head back toward the bedrooms in an attempt to find his own. ]
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The sun shines overhead, impossibly high and bright.
There's a crowd of people ahead. It seems they are all very excited about something.
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[ she has a vague idea of where this is.
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let's go and see if she can quickly race over towards the crowd and speak up ]
Excuse me, what's going on here?
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At the low dining table, several people are seated - or are there? They're more like shadows, just faint outlines. Their cheerful conversation and the sounds of eating are muffled, as if a great distance away.
There's someone else here, though, who does seem more concrete. A boy is busy cooking over in the kitchen, making something that gives off a delicious scent.
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[ he grimaces at the sensation of mud at his feet. no desire to trudge through that if he doesn't have to.
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