event: portal seven | the void

[mayfield_mods]

The final portal doesn't seem to be a portal at all. It's a glitch hole.

Located on the lawn of the library is a hole much like the ones that have plagued every new location for the past week. As with them, it hurts your eyes to look at too long, but even if you should muscle past the pain and stare straight into it, you can make out nothing on the other side. Nothing, save for a shifting, twitching, swirling void.

Unlike the portals, which were vertically placed like doorways, the hole at the Library is strewn across the lawn: if you want to enter it, you're going to have to jump. Of course, there's no guarantee it will even lead anywhere. Touching the hole or sticking your arm in doesn't have any effect: you'll pull your arm out unharmed. As far as jumping in completely goes, those who jump in disappear from sight. As long as you're on the Mayfield side, there's no way to tell what lies beyond the hole.

There's only one way to find out.

[ooc: Feel free to roleplay up to the point your characters jump in, assuming they do. A single group subthread will be created in a few hours revealing what happens on the other side.]

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Re: WITHIN THE VOID

[ceasetoexist]

[For a moment it's too much. The noise, the utter chaos, even the voice at first. It's far too much for Pokey to handle. The pure unadulterated chaos is just too much. It reminds him, briefly, of when he first freed Giygas from the Devils Machine and what poured out of the device wasnt a person. Wasn't even a monster. It was just an existence, formless and large beyond compare and worst of all malevolent.

For a moment Pokey considers just bolting and running, of burstin out of the bubble and desperately fleeing to try and find a way out. Bu somewhere In his mind he knows if he even tries that he will die. He's made a decision. Now, good or bad, he has to see that decision through.

Pokey just stares out at the path for a moment. He tries to will himself to move but it's as of his legs forgot how they worked. As if they'd died on the spot. No matter how hard he tries to tell himself he'll move he just. Can't. Do it.

He closes his eyes and takes a little breath. In. Out. In. Out.

And he thinks about the past two years. Things he'd done. Things he'd seen. People he met. Enemies he made.

The friends he made. People he loves.

And when he opens his eyes again he's moving down the path, both L'il Miss Marshmallow and his robot duplicate following behind him.

He doesn't know where it is but there's an end to this road. He has faith there is. So even if he doesn't know what's going on hell trust the bubble and follow.]

Re: WITHIN THE VOID

[enpatsushakugannouchite]

How'd I know you'd be here?

Re: WITHIN THE VOID

[ceasetoexist]

I'm that predictable? That sucks.

[He keeps his eyes on the path, not looking at Shana. But he still smiles a little.]

Y'know. I kinda thought it would come to something like this.

[enpatsushakugannouchite]

Me too. I'm glad I'm here with my friends.

[ceasetoexist]

I am too.





Do you think we'll get out o here alive?

[enpatsushakugannouchite]

Who knows? NOrmally I'd say yes but it is pretty clear all bets are off in here. I'll do my best for you, though.

[ceasetoexist]

Don't be stupid. I don't need you to do your best for me. Just do your best for you. You'll be fine.

[enpatsushakugannouchite]

I'm worried about you though, mou!

[ceasetoexist]

...Don't be.

I'll be fine too.

[He doesn't fully believe that. But he's begun to understand the idea of lying to your friends not to cheat them. But to reassure them.]

[truffulacide]

["trust the bubble". those words can never not sound silly, not even in a situation like this, but... he agrees. what else is there to do? what else can he do? it takes a mammoth amount of self-control to keep himself from running in the other direction, out into the void, out into some imaginary door back to the town that just has to be out there, and even when he starts walking forward it still persists. it feels horrible, enough to make him want to cry.

he spots Pokey and his robot brigade a few feet in front of him.]

Oh. I guess he didn't melt after all.

[ceasetoexist]

Of course I didn't melt! I'm too cool to melt!

[Even in the face of disaster the Pokey-bot can't help by praise itself. Pokey meanwhile just rolls his eyes.]

Yeah you're fantastic.

[Pokey thinks a moment and then turns to Once-ler.]

You shouldn't have come in here.

[truffulacide]

Pot, kettle, you're a hypocrite. Everyone else was doing it. I'm not getting any younger.

[which in itself is a scary thought to have in a place like this where time has no meaning. he doesn't have to elaborate on what a terrible thought it would be if they were stuck here forever; his solemn expression should say enough.]

[ceasetoexist]

Yeah and they're idiots to.

Tell me. How good a chance do you think we have of getting out of here alive?

[truffulacide]

[a shrug.] I've been called worse.

[no immediate reply. Once-ler glances off to the side, chewing on his lower lip.]

...A 30% chance, and even that's just wishful thinking. [pause.] I hate wishful thinking, too.

[ceasetoexist]

[Pokey gives a small snort to that. The sound makes it easy to see why there's a comparison between him and pigs beyond the obvious.]

Wishing is for idiots. I prefer to make things happen.

...But 30% sounds about right.

Most people are here too because they think it's the right thing. ...That bothers me I guess.

[truffulacide]

It's not really the "right" thing, so-to-speak. It's the only thing.

It's either this or watching things go to heck up there. The alternative should bother you more.

[ceasetoexist]

Both bother me.





You're a geek and a jerk, but you probably don't deserve this place nerdlinger. I uh....I'm sorry you and most people have to be trapped here.

[strike_you_out]

[As if to knock Pokey out of whatever moment of reverie he might be immersed in, Slugger gives his ear a quick flick with a thumb and forefinger. The Here and Now, Pokey, that's what you need to be paying attention to more than ever. Stepping out of the bubble either accidentally or purposely is not an option.]

Hey. [He appears at Pokey's side.] What do you think we're looking for?

[ceasetoexist]

Ow! Jerk.

[But he can't but smile. You're keeping his mind in the game.]

No clue. It'll probably be one of those "we know it when we see it deals". Like a glowing clown statue or something.

[strike_you_out]

That's dumb. [Glowing clown statue? Come on. It does manage to illicit a slight grin, though. Soon his attention returns to the protective walls of the bubble, hoping to spot something that was comprehensible but finding nothing but mind numbing chaos. He's trying not to focus his gaze in one place for too long.]

Watch out for monsters... [It isn't clear whether he means it partially as a joke or not.]

[ceasetoexist]

Aw you scared? Don't worry.

I'll make sure the monsters don't get you.

[Its stupid and obnoxious but it helps. Pokeys found that humor helps him in situations like this.

And that humor is at its best with you.]

[strike_you_out]

Psh, I can handle them. [It's you he's concerned about, even if it isn't explicitly stated.] I am one, remember?

[ceasetoexist]

That makes two of us then.

So we can probably scare any other ones away.

[strike_you_out]

[He doesn't look at Pokey as he speaks, focused on scanning the edges of the bubble.]

Maybe you used to be... Not anymore.

[ceasetoexist]

....Pfeh. Whatever.

Don't get too close to the edges nerd. Don't want to have tO explain if something goes wrong.