RECORDING 7: THE THIRD WEEK.

[foundationmods]

A third week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. The final week completely covered by everyone's rations, though with proper meting out, you'll be able to make it stretch until after week 4. It seems as if everyone will have to go without a few meals here and there..

To make things worse, when you wake up - it's clear the Miasma has gotten thicker. Everyone, save those still protected either by their powers or items they brought with them, is now even more deeply affected by the curse. Arguments will be flaring up more, along with negative thoughts and feelings...and even more worrying Is that any magic that touches the house itself will corrode over time. If a barrier is put in place and touches the floor, walls, or ceiling, in half a day it will be completely consumed by the miasma and fizzle out. Spells or seals will also corrode, and even personal healing abilities have been halved.

The Temperature has dropped, just a bit - down to the mid to low 60's. Strange, isn't it? As before,the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.

25 of your number still remain.

...What new horrors await you this week?


WARNING: Some investigations of new areas will contain traps that may be harmful or even lethal.
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[finalring]

[ hmmm... are the cans open? or are they all closed? and if they're open, do they still look fresh or are they as dry as anything an 80 year old paint can should be? ]

[dreamshielder]

....Some of these look like you could split yourself open if you aren't careful.

[Dude from the maybe (?) questionable feudal era here, he can't date these tools for shit. But he will go and examine some of the cement trowels and other assorted objects littering the ground. Anything off about those?]

[tsunderine]

Let's try not to touch anything if we can try to help it.

[since there doesn't seem to be anything else to note regarding the tools for investigative purposes, she's definitely comparing the boots; good to know that they're a match at least, which means that the person whose boots these belonged to was in here...

although she'll take a look at the prints more closely, checking to see just how fresh they look.

also glancing over at the walls and ceiling to see if there's any patterns/tiling/etc. just trying to cover all my bases here]

[foundationmods]

[ The can on the floor might need to be picked up before he can tell if it's empty or not. The can on the side is empty with dried ivory paint on the inside. The other two cans look like they have been opened before and feel quite full.

There's nothing off about the trowels of bags of concrete powder. Nothing off about the screws and nails on the floor either.

The prints look pretty great since nothing has disturbed them, but it's hard to tell how fresh they are. They could have been made a week at least a week ago.

There's no patterns, tiling, etc... to the walls and ceiling. ]

[finalring]

Looks like those shoes were a match, huh? Do you think you can tell how long ago they were made?

[ WELL.......... it doesn't seem like they have that much of an option in regards to the cans of paint so....he'll pick one of them up, visibly nervous. ]

[dreamshielder]

Hm.

[With nothing that he can tell being particularly fishy, he'll reconvene around the prints.]

How much do we know about the owner of those boots anyway?

[And actually while he's at it, can these prints be followed anywhere or are these just isolated prints.]

[tsunderine]

. . . Not much, unfortunately.

[just letting out a haggard sigh]

It was in the same room as the Holmes' novel that King Gilgamesh found, but that's all I can really say about it. As for how long ago, hard to tell.

[okay if there's no specific patterns on the walls, what color are they? I'm probably asking useless questions at this point but I'm pursuing all avenues. will we have a wall painting quest or something

also going to keep an eye on Romani, although she will freeze up every now and again thanks to flashbacks but try to push through regardless as she preps her gems in her hand just in case]

[foundationmods]

[ Nothing happens as he lifts the paint can. It feels full of paint.

They seem to be isolated prints. They don't seem to lead any where.

The walls are an ivory color and there's wallpaper close to them with the glue, hinting only that they were renovating this room. There's nothing special about the walls. ]

[finalring]

Rin...

[ he's not going to ask if she's alright yet, but he's definitely going to ask her later.

well, since there's nothing strange that he can feel, he'll be uhh...trying to open that same can of paint to see if there's anything weird in it. ]

[dreamshielder]

[He frowns, then heads to go check out the rolls of wallpaper and glue. Anything off about either of those things?]

I'm starting to feel this is another one of the miasma's distractions.

[tsunderine]

...

[breathe, Tohsaka Rin

anyway, since it looks like renovations were happening here, are there any particular areas that look off? like any areas that look newer than the others? this includes any furnishings and floor]

[foundationmods]

[ Once he opens it he will find paint. He might want to avoid inhaling it or touching it because there is lead in it. He will find the other can on the table is similar if he goes to check it out. There's still the upside down can on the floor and the empty one on it's side.

There's nothing off about either of the wallpaper or the glue. There's also nothing that looks suspicious or off about the room itself. There aren't any furnishings in there beyond the work bench and tables. It looks like this was largely a room to store all the construction tools and supplies. ]

[finalring]

Oh my god that's lead paint.

[ he'll just close it and cough a bit. that's bad. ]

Have you guys found anything else? If not, I can imagine that our Foundation agent just came here to investigate like us when this room showed itself.

[tsunderine]

[shakes her head]

Not really... it seems that they were renovating in here, but that's it.

Should we check the other two cans?

[well okay we're doing this then......

just going to take a deep fucking breath in, hold a sleeve up to her nose and mouth and just lift the empty can on its side to see if there's anything underneath it]

[dreamshielder]

[And moving away from the very mundane wallpaper and glue set, he's going to blink over at Romani.]

Is that bad? [He's going to check out the other paint can with some degree of dubiousness and give it a nudge with his foot to set it upright. Time to see what there is to see inside it.]

I haven't found anything of interest.

[foundationmods]

[ Nothing happens when Rin picks up the sideways can. There's nothing under it and there' just dried up paint stuck up inside of it.

When he flips the can around with his foot, he'll miss that there was indeed something inside of it. He'll hear the thunk sound and a click as it's flipped right side up. Inside of the paint can is one of Jack's Bionic Fields and it's been activated. Purple miasma starts spilling out of it, blanketing the entire room.

Everyone's Miasma level in this room will go up by one level ]

[finalring]

Shit! You two!

[ as soon as roman sees the purple cloud appearing, he calls out to rin and haku in a panic. forget about himself, but the other two--!! ]

[tsunderine]

[fuck.

goddamn it. it doesn't matter anymore because they're basically fucked but Rin especially is because she's immediately falling to her knees and immediately screaming out to the point where anyone who might be in the nearby vicinity might be able to hear her--

and she just

well.

the itensity of it all is too much for her to bear when it's like this, which is why her irises turn purple during that moment because

flashbacks coupled with the whole concept of

we're fucked, we're fucked, we're absolutely fucked

is

not

helping.]

[dreamshielder]

[Where RIn has apparently started screaming, Haku instead freezes in place as the miasma spreads.

They have to leave, of course. They can't just stand there, but his mind's elsewhere, courtesy of the miasma. The image of a mob wielding knives, rakes and scythes as he tries to tell himself ot run but can't because his mother's glassy eyes are boring holes into him from the ground.

Run. Run. Run.

His hands form tight fists at his sides as he just stares blankly at Rin collapsing while Romani rushes over.

Slowly but surely, ice starts to form on the ground.]

[finalring]

[ roman sees and hears the reactions from both haku and rin.

he can feel his heart thumping loudly in his chest, his breathing quickening as he feels his entire body shaking in fear and anxiety. he can't do this. he can't do this. he can't help any of them, and especially not them.

it's the ice that makes him jolt, a small terrified noise escaping him. he doesn't want to die here. not here, anywhere but here!!!

so--

he runs away, pushing past haku and rin. ]

[sageking]

[ He's about to ask what Romani's doing but he saw all that purple stuff coming straight out and there were two people in there.

Seeing who they were made hardly any time to ask.

A gust of wind blows in and pushes aside the miasma for the moment as he ran in, allowing them a breath of air for awhile as he came right in, and it will stay that way while he was in here. ]

You two fools need to leave! Now!

[tsunderine]

[ah, that voice—

she can barely hear it between breaks of seeing things but she soon snaps back to reality, her head raised,

and it's in that very second that the brief notice of her purple irises soon fade back to their normal hue, unbeknownst to her as she tries to shake the negative thoughts out of her head.

they're still there, her mind throbbing and all over the place but there's the base instinct of wanting to live and not make things worse than they already are that she just tries to immediately run out of the room while her feet still barely work.

although the moment she does, she hits the wall opposite the room, gasping, her hands forming tight balled fists in frustration.]

[dreamshielder]

[Haku raises his head, turning to the door as the wind pushes the miasma back and instantly the ice that had been forming around him like an ineffective shield cracks and shatters.

The memory lingers, even if the flashback itself is over, but now isn't the time to be thinking about such things. He, too, runs for the door, and once he's out in the hallway takes a few deep breaths to compose himself.]

... thank you.

[sageking]

[ Gilgamesh will follow them once they're both out. Once he was, the miasma in the room will settle back into where it was, blanketing the renovation room in miasma. Though the blond will make sure to close the door behind him before it completely does so (but the process could be observed as he did.) ]

Hmph.

What exactly happened back there?

[ He looked displeased. It wasn't like when Rin had angered Sho again, was it? ]

[tsunderine]

Long story short, there was a trap underneath a paint can that caused that.

[largely irritated to the point where it is made largely obvious in her voice]