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thefoundation2019-03-23 11:33 am
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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?
Vote for investigation times for the round
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Your ability should determine your role, not the other way around. Right now it's difficult to say which of us are any better at protecting the others.
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...The only thing waiting on the battlefield is a trail of corpses, of those not strong enough. Those that don't have the resolve just end up dead, and usually take some of their allies with them when they go. It's not a path a human should step on.
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[Mannerisms are one thing, but she'd know those depressing speeches based on false assumptions about Karen's experiences anywhere.]
That's a different look for you.
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Yeah, this is how I actually look. Lobotomy installed a cognition filter into all the Sephirah, saying something about it making us "more approachable". I've probably spent more time with the cognition filter on than off, even back there.
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So, you have the ability to change your appearance and take on a different, feminine form. And in that form, you fight monsters.
[Now what magical, girly concept does that remind her of?]
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Apparently the design's based on Lobotomy's first Disciplinary Department head. She was already long dead by the time I was made, so I can't say I've ever met her. Appearing to be taller than I actually am works as an advantage when fighting, too.
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Karen sadly resists the temptation to compare their heights.]
Created in her image, so to speak. Or pretending to have been, at least.
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That's how it is, yeah. All the Sephirahs have cognition filters and the design for each one's based on the Head of the Department they run. I'm pretty much the only one that fights, though. The rest of them were noncombatants, they didn't need to fight.
...Wait, I think that might not have been the case with the Tiphereths? I'm not sure why their forms were kids.
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[This is perfectly sensible if you're a magical girl.]
It's an interesting design decision, though. It sounds as though they meant to create the illusion of continuity.
Oops accidental Lobotomy Corporation spoilers.
[There's a brief pause, and...]
I'm not sure what's up with him, most every time I meet him he's had amnesia again and says he's Lobotomy's new manager. Last time I saw him, he was going through another first meeting that he's done a hundred times and forgotten all about.
I can't believe Gebura killed Dumbledore