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ROUND 3 INTRO LOG
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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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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[ He knows all too well. Although hearing the uncertainty in Watanuki's voice only causes Syaoran to worry even more. ]
Especially with the situation as it is. [ 'As it is' referring to the letter. ] Regardless of that, though...
[ Syaoran tries to tug a small smile onto his lips, but even then there's something about it that seems a little distant. ]
I'm really glad to see you again.
[ He means it. Truly. ]
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I'm glad to see you too. It feels like it's been ages since we last met.
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[ Since they've last spoken, at least. The conversation is still extremely fresh in his mind as well, too. And his words...
"I hope you find much happiness in your journey."
He wishes for that, too. ]
At least we're not alone, though. [ That's the positive he can take out of all of this. ] And even if things might not be so easy, or simple... at least we can figure it out together.
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We might not be alone, but what's with all these people, huh? Do we really need a group this big for...whatever this is?
[The letter says something about a 'game' but Watanuki doesn't trust that for a second. ]
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[Grumpy grump grump]
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[...]
Sorry.
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[He sure is talking like Yuuko is alive and well. ]
1 / 2
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Do you remember what was the last conversation that we had before this?
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[He frowns, and he scratches at his head as he tries to think. A few months at the Foundation have put those memories a bit farther back. ]
I do remember talking? Sorry, it's been a while for me, I can't remember exactly what we said.
Why? What's wrong?
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...
[ He opens and closes his mouth, shaking his head. ]
No, it's... probably nothing.
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[Part of Watanuki wants to demand an answer, but at the same time he knows that sometimes magic prevents you from saying something. So. ]
But it's pointless to ask, isn't It? If you could say something, you would.
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And more importantly, he hates hiding things from Watanuki in particular.
So he just says two words. ]
... I'm sorry.
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[He's accepted it, and he's going to push forward now. Which clearly means grabbing Syaoran's hand and dragging him along. ]
Come on, let's check out this house.
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[ ...
Well, Watanuki isn't wrong, although he still feels absolutely terrible when he can't say anything, and it isn't even because of magic, but rather... if Watanuki is from the past? Then he can't tell him. Not if he wants to secure their futures.
Although he's definitely caught off guard being dragged along, his feet moving almost instinctively. ]
You don't have to pull me along like this...
[ He can enter the house by himself? He's a big boy. ]
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not wrong at all. ]
Alright. We need to find out more about where we are anyway, so let's go together.
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Right, together then. I'll try to keep up with you.
[Since Syaoran is by far strong, faster, and has more endurance. Watanuki is the less physically impressive of the two of them.]
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[ He says that rather reassuringly; while he might be the more athletic one here, he isn't going to walk fast. ]
Which way should we head first?
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[As loathe as he is to go back to them, they're probably the best equipped to handle witch-problems right now.]
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[ His eyes already are scanning around the area for one as he wanders around, also trying to see if there are any other rooms of significance. But searching for a phone is first priority before entering any of the rooms.
Plus, it allows the both of them to get used to the layout as well, too. ]