mayfield_rpg | event: portal seven

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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[ Seiko looks dazed and confused. Normally her feelings of fear and anxiety bust out of her all at once before returning to their cages. She falls oddly quiet though. The closest thing to an emotion other than confusion was a single tear, but she quickly wiped it way. No one asked and she did not offer an explanation.

To say Seiko was scared out of her kind when standing outsidheld the gate was putting it lightly. The prospect of death was not the object of fear that had fueled her earlier hesitation. She was more afraid of losing what she has gained since coming here rather losing her life, despite them being one in the same. Living is better than dying. What happened to her, the bathroom stall, the noose, it did something to her. Experience your own death over and over again does that to you. You get used to it, like a hot bath, and eventually the pain isn't pain anymore. An annoyance at worst.

So Seiko feels compelled to look after Czes rather than herself, and while her carelessness has not caused her to fall out and meet a dreadful demise (she is awfully close to the front though), it is just that - carelessness. She knows it too, and she makes no move to change.

Seiko wanders, not alone in her stride but these fellow figures are almost abhorrent to her. Whenever she moves her gaze away from Czes, she either moves her attention down to the surface beneath her feet or looks straight on, keeping her eyes forward. If one were to look closely they might notice that she never looks at anything in particular. Instead she stares off into the distance as if waiting for something.

She could have sworn she just saw her best friend Naomi in the swirling vortex of images and people. But she keeps that to herself. ]

... Miss Seiko. [Czeslaw reaches out for her hand and grabs it, wrapping his own around hers and tugging her closer. He isn't so scared of this place now that he's actually here, the feeling of not knowing what was inside the hole earlier having been much more frightening than the swirling mass of something they were waking in. There was no way out of here at the moment, anyway. Right now, he was concerned about the girl he came here with.

She's just a kid, after all. It looked like she had a story of her own and that put him on edge a little, but that didn't change that she hadn't even lived for two decades yet. He didn't want to put her in danger and get her hurt, especially not when they were getting along pretty well in Mayfield. He tugs on her hand again.

He had stopped looking into the darkness when he realized the images he was seeing were coming from there. But he sees her staring ahead, and wonders what she's seeing -- if they were things she wanted to see, because Czeslaw himself was not at all keen about seeing his old caretaker's face flash past his eyes.]

[ Seiko snaps her head away from the void. She looks down at her hand. At first she's confused, though this has more to do with her zoning out than anything else. After all she had been keeping a close eye on Czeslaw. Seiko was protective of her siblings back home, so motherly tendencies are very hard to ignore.

It's hard to keep herself focused. A fog of sound blankets her mind and it never occurs to her that the void has anything to do with it. She's being stupid, despite her better judgement.

Seiko has no clue how to articulate what she's been feeling to anyone, especially to a boy like Czeslaw. How could she, when she could not understand it herself? ]

Czes? Is something wrong? [ She smiles, taking his hand. ] Stay close to me, okay?

'Course I will. I'm not moving away from you one bit. [He grips her hand tightly, like a proper little brother to his new older sister. He even smiles back at her.]

Nothing's wrong. Are you all right, Miss Seiko?

event: portal seven | the void

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