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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[ceasetoexist]

[At that Pokey just turns around to face Slugger, mouth curling down into a small frown.]

Not if I can still get to you.

[strike_you_out]

At least one of us has to make it out of here.

...It should be you.

[ceasetoexist]

[It's hard to describe the noise Pokey makes at that. It sounds somewhere between a snort of derision and somehow spitting on the ground in disgust.]

Please.

I'm not even going to humor this bullcrap. Just don't leave the bubble, understand?

[strike_you_out]

I won't if you won't.

[He extends a hand to shake on it because this is literally the deal.]

[ceasetoexist]

[Pokey pauses for a moment, and then shakes it. In the back of his mind he knows he's going to keep an eye on you, but Pokey suspects that's okay.

He doesn't doubt you'll be keeping an eye on him too.]

[strike_you_out]

[Such would be a proper assumption to make. He's come to realize that you're capable of taking care of yourself, Pokey. What concerns him is when you're trying to take care of others and forget, or otherwise choose not, to take care of yourself.

Slugger nods before releasing his friend's hand.]

Let's do this and get out of here.

[ceasetoexist]

[Look who's talking about concern in taking care of the people they care about.]

You got that right.

I can't wait to get out of this place. It's something special to make a nuclear wasteland look friendly.