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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[He gets to his feet and dusts off his knees, turning to Charles.]

Have you ever seen anything like this before, Charles?

I've seen something similar, yes. The carnival that recently showed up had pockets of nothingness like this in its last few days. [he shifts a little to peer into the void.]

They were incredibly dangerous.

It doesn't seem to be hurting anyone who sticks their hand in or anything like that. And they're not getting sucked in, so... [So it's not exactly like a Schwarzschild radius.]

It's a little surprising. Anyone who touched this material in the carnival found themselves missing whatever touched it immediately. [which is why he wasn't one of the first people dipping fingers and toes in there...]

[Czes' expression is either that of horror or disgust. Maybe even both.]

Ugh!

Didn't these guys consider that?

[is now a bad time to look amused? probably! but that was a funny reaction, and he doesn't bother covering his grin.]

A few of them might have been bold idiots, but I'd assume that the majority were people who hadn't experienced these voids in the carnival. They wouldn't know the danger of idly testing the waters.

Well I'm glad I didn't try first! I don't want to lose any body parts!

[It was bad enough the first few times and that last time!]

[he understands, losing body parts is pretty much the biggest inconvenience. also pretty painful and kinda all around miserable, definitely not the sort of experience most would want a repeat of.]

If it's been fine up until now, that lowers the potential fatality of leaping in, at least. Of course, an arm or a leg doesn't reach very far down at all, and rocks don't make any sound once you throw them in.

... I'm not jumpin' in first. [No. Way. Not that throwing someone in first will help much either. If it's too deep they won't be able to hear them anyway.]

What could even be down here?

Who knows? It could be absolutely nothing. [which could both be taken in a reassuring context - "absolutely nothing to be afraid of" - or the literal one - "absolutely nothing". he shrugs.]

I doubt we'll be able to witness anything on the other side from here, at any rate. A literal leap of faith, hm? That man certainly is taking liberties with these portals.

[Leap of faith? Czes wonders if he should've behind a letter for Elmer and Firo to read before he came here. He doesn't trust this hole one bit -- he's 70% sure he wouldn't come out of it alive. Which is strange, because had always gotten out of everything alive before this, even when he died.

Ugh.]

Are you going to jump?

[he gives the portal another glance, and a smile replaces his previous indifference.]

I wouldn't have wasted my time coming here if I didn't intend to follow through with that plan. [at this point, he's still relatively secure in the knowledge that nothing within Mayfield itself is permanent. the void makes him wary, certainly, but not wary enough to deter him.]

You don't look that scared, huh? Me either.

[He smiles confidently, pretty brightly, at Charles. This isn't so bad as some other things that could happen.] Didja come alone?

I did. [not really much of a need in endangering the people he actually liked, after all. it might be hypocritical thinking, but he'd rather not gamble with precious things.]

What of yourself?

There's one girl here who lives in the same house as me. She got here before I did, and I guess I need to look out for her or something. [She's just a girl, after all.]

[geez Czes it's almost like you're from the 30s or something.]

Will you be jumping if she jumps? Or are you going to go regardless? [some genuine curiosity there, like he's trying to gauge something.]

[Just almost!]

I'll be going unless something happens here that'll get her hurt. If something happens, I'll grab her and take her home -- the guy there would probably be able to protect her.

How good of her to have a safety net. I doubt you'll have much to worry about by way of harm up here, though. [a glance around the area reveals that much; from what he's observed, almost everyone seems focused on the void and the void itself hasn't done anything irregular.]

Mmm, well, if she's here, she's probably going to jump in anyway.

I do hope she's well-equipped. [as far as he's concerned, only the best of the best should be willing to jump into the glitch pocket.

which is why there isn't much hesitation as he approaches its edge a second time, only pausing to spare a glance over his shoulder.] I'll see you on the other side then, hm?

I dunno, but I'll keep an eye on her.

Are you jumping now? I'll see you there, then.

Good luck to the both of you. [with that said, he gives a little wave and steps off of the solid ground and into the void.]

event: portal seven | the void

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