ROUND 3 INTRO LOG

[foundationmods]

Welcome to The Island. The Witch extends her greetings to you on this fine day, and is pleased to finally begin the game. Please, take a seat.

Though this game may be more difficult than originally expected, there are high hopes placed upon you. Fight well against what awaits you in order to reach a truly sparkling end.

The difficulty level is challenging, but also depends on you. Think deeply on your moves as you play.

You wake with a start - even if you don't remember falling asleep in the first place - and find yourself standing on the dock of what looks like an island. There's a noise behind you - and if you turn to look, you'll see a plain white boat taking off and leaving you all behind, not stopping for a second if you try to flag them down or scream at them.

It doesn't look like you can swim to shore, either - there's nothing but sea in all directions, and something tells you trying to swim out will end up badly. However, a small dip, if you were so inclined, would be fine. It's not like the weather is bad for it - it feels like it's summer, despite it having been firmly springish at the Foundation.

...Speaking of, what happened? The last thing you remember is being...wherever you were, and then seeing a yellow bird come towards you. Perhaps it was in the corner of your eye, or landed on your shoulder...regardless, all of you saw the bird before you were whisked away to this strange island.

Is it a new SCP? Something like this isn't outside the realm of their abilities, after all.

And there's something else. Your abilities are blocked, beyond those natural to your body. Try as you might, you just can't use any of your more supernatural or superhuman skills - though all of your physical abilities are intact, of course.

There is also a...letter? on your person, as if it was there all along - in your pocket or in your hand. It is...a remarkably plain envelope, and even the letter itself is plain parchment.

It reads:

'To the players in this game,

First and foremost, let me begin with an apology: for many of you, this is not a good time to bring you here, and forcing you to play in this game instead of asking nicely is quite rude of me. For that, you have my apologies.

However, as you will soon find out, this game is quite necessary. I hand-picked all of you because I felt you were the best for this task, strange circumstances notwithstanding, and I am sure you will excel beyond even my expectations. Please give me some consideration and play this game to your best efforts. Success will be greatly rewarded.

I will be watching, and I will intervene if needed. But I think all of you are up to this task. I am in your debt for this.

- The Witch of ██████████'

...hm.

If you decide to head up the path, you'll find Goat....men? waiting for you near the doors to the mansion. Despite their bright red eyes, they merely bow politely and wordlessly bring you into the mansion, showing you your rooms and then stating that they will prepare food for you or anything else you should need whenever you want, in surprisingly deep voices.

As they leave, you can't help but wonder...

Where are you now?

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Comments

[sotoshini]

[ The glaring rays of the sun are way, way too bright and it takes more than several seconds for Natsuno's eyes to adjust. The intense wave of nostalgia he feels doesn't help matters either and with a small tut he takes in all of the scenery around him. He's not really dressed for this heat, but it could be worse.

Well, time to figure out what lovely location the SCP has sent him to this time. He steps away from the crowd on the docks with a tut, followed by offhanded remark aimed at no one. ]

How lucky, another stifling summer.

[ After taking a walk around the outside, Natsuno is hanging out by the entrance to the mansion. The goatmen are graciously waving him in like everyone else, but Natsuno's just standing there, eyes locked with the strange servicemen. Maybe there's something to be gleaned from this staring contest, or maybe this is awkward as it looks. ]

entrance

[excavated]

. . . Are you not going to go inside?

[ This is the important question here clearly, Syaoran. ]

[sotoshini]

[ No, it really is the important question. His eyes flicker to Syaroan before locking back onto the goatman. ]

...not right now.

[excavated]

So you're just going to stay out here the whole time?

entrance

[fullbodied]

Hey...

[she's just gonna break up that staring contest.]

[sotoshini]

Hey. [ If she's not stepping completely into his field of vision, Natsuno is just gonna keep on staring. If she is, he's going to just try to peer around her to continue it.

This is important, okay. ]

[fullbodied]

Whatcha doing?

[she peers around him instead. she's gonna get to the bottom of this.]

entrance;

[rikuchi]

[ He's making his way around the mansion himself and comes up to see the other staring at the goatmen. Yeah, that sounds about the right kind of reaction. ]

Strange, aren't they?

[sotoshini]

[ Riku, Natsuno could almost smile at the sight of you. Almost. Natsuno does noticeably relax however and turn away from the goatman to face him. ]

A bit, could be worse. That's not the problem, though.

[rikuchi]

[ A familiar face in the midst of trouble could be comforting in a myriad ways. That said, the other gives pause, as a few scenarios pass through his mind as possibilities for 'problem'. Two obvious ones. ]

The problem being that we're in a place somehow in a blink of an eye without even knowing how we got here in the first place, and...

[ ...pause. ]

...You're a little stuck for the moment, aren't you?

[beguiledcard]

[ Just. Stepping up to stand next to (but still at a respectful distance) the guy...

He's joining him in the staring contest for a bit. ]

Who's winning, so far?

[ The... the staring contest....... ]

[sotoshini]

[ Ah? Sure.

It takes him a moment to reply, and there might be just the slightest hint of amusement in his tone if you listen hard enough. ]

...it's been fifteen minutes and he hasn't backed down.

[beguiledcard]

A tough contender.

[ Don't sound all dramatic, Akira, it isn't that serious. ]

Guess it'll be up to you to show him who's boss.

Entrance

[literalidiotball]

... Uh, excuse me mate. I think they're trying to get you inside or something.

[What a weirdo. Standing around like that... Perhaps he may never properly understand how humans work.

Assuming this is a human.

Looks human enough to him.]

[sotoshini]

[ Assumptions aren't very scientific Wheatley! But yeah looks human, albeit one that's dressed slightly avant garde. He catches enough of Wheatley from his peripheral vision to spot that he's not human, which grabs his attention, so turning to face him. Casually staring at Wheatley now, though less intense. ]

I know. But they should say it.

[literalidiotball]

[In his defense, a robot who has a giant eyeball with handles for a head is a lot more conspicuous than whatever this guy is.]

Ooooh, is that your problem? You don't have to worry about that, some things just don't talk that much. See, I knew this one lady from home- brilliant woman, I tell you- And the thing is, she just wouldn't speak at all! She could... Jump, yeah, she was really good at jumping. Are you good at jumping sir?

[The goat he asked merely glares.

Wheatley takes the goat's annoyance for a "no."] Alright, maybe the goats don't jump that much. But I swear, people who can't talk can still communicate through... Motions.

Docks

[earnahappyending]

That's strange...I'm not sure of the date, but I'm sure it was spring where I was at before.

[Another strange happening in the Foundation. Nothing unusual, really]

[sotoshini]

[ Oh, someone heard him. Gonna not just walk off then like he was intending. Nods. ]

I just got back from a mission that shouldn't haven that long. You were at base?

[earnahappyending]

I rarely leave the base. Me being here is very unusual, especially without... [She turns her head around, like she expected a supervisor to come and take her away] ...especially without an agent nearby.

entrance shenanigans I can't resist

[anonnomnomnom]

[For a while nothing happens here because honestly? Anon's too busy politely waving back at the goatmen. Then he's preoccupied with examining them from every angle, because although he's a demon himself he's certainly never seen such specimens before! So muscular! So dapperly dressed!

So like, they both end up kind of hanging out there for a while, but at length Anon drips his way over to where Natsuno is still kinda. Planted there. He pops his head into his field of vision a couple of times, but it doesn't seem like he's going anywhere...? What's going on.]

Ah, do you need help with the goats? They don't seem very interested in fighting. It's a pity.

[He seems genuinely regretful about this.]

[sotoshini]

[ Anon's presence is noted, but considering he's not doing anything Natsuno deems intrusive, Natsuno isn't really interested in him until he engages. At least with the two of them here, he stands out less to any other passerbys. ]

Or talking. You want to fight them? [ Pointedly ignoring the help question, because he's way too stubborn to admit it. ]

[anonnomnomnom]

[tfw you accidentally recreate this meme but with a totally random dude]

Well, they look pretty strong, so I was wondering if they were guards for whoever lives in the house. But people keep talking about being invited-- [did he even read the letter] --or something.

The other possibility is that they're servants! Seen but not heard...?

[It sounds like he's just wild mass guessing at this point.]

docks

[clearumbrella]

Summer? [ The way he asks that probably makes it seem like he never even considered it before. There's a genuine, mild surprised mixed into his tone.

And then he gently places a gloved fist onto his palm. ] I see! So that's why it's so warm.

[sotoshini]

[ Long pause while he gives Clear a nice level stare. ]

Uh-huh. That and the gas mask you're wearing.

[clearumbrella]

Yes. This mask is very hot.