FINAL CONFRONTATION.

[foundationmods]

The Winchester House looms before you, the barrier that kept everything in - the time stop that Dog placed over the area - now thin as a single pane of transparent glass, Solomon still clearly outside the house frozen in the same position he was on the tapes.

The minutes tick by - and the barrier slowly gets thinner and thinner, close to falling.

You have seen everything - the events of the past. You have also come up with your own ideas of what to do from here - how to save your fellow 6350's lost to the curse, and defeat the Curse itself.

There is no one left alive in the house.

But, at the end of all of this...

There will be a wrong righted.

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[oceanicbutterfly]

Of course. Be on your guard, Zenjou-san.

[She forms her bow again as she follows.]

[noneforall]

[A lot of the magic and abilities in the house are harder to trace now due to the miasma, but the trails of the MJBK themselves are still fresh enough, particularly since they're active; and if one is looking specifically for water magic and where all the warping is coming from, it's rather like looking for the center of a ripple.

Following each concentric ring of distortion back to its center, the core... but not quite the core of the house. The majority of the magic is coming from underneath the static area. The real problem now is: how will you get beneath the house?]

[sageking]

[ Well, he was heading back this way, and why not help them out a little?

Something more or less formed in the air from a portal and fired some kind of spear that seemed to ram straight towards the source of the magic, tearing right through the floor with the amount of force it had, probably making a decent-sized hole? Unless like double barrier shenanigans or something we just don't know.

You're welcome, girls. ]

[respring]

[ .....uh. sure! Sakura looks up at where the spear came from, and then at Karen, and then at the hole in the floor. ]

Er.

[ Thanks, Gil. ]

1/??

[noneforall]

[Truly the most helpful of Kings!

Indeed, it's a lot more efficient than combing the floor or the house for secret stairways or anything else: the spear does manage to make a hole in the floor with an almighty crackaboom of splintering wood and glass, but also in a moment it makes... a splash?

Because now that they've gained access to the basement, it's very evident that the space is thoroughly flooded, water reaching almost to the ceiling and making it very difficult to estimate the actual dimensions of the room. The water itself is also turbid, laced through with the purple of miasma and who knows what else, tossing and foaming like a storm-driven sea. While this isn't exactly like the pool-MJBK he ran into, it might be a slightly familiar sight for Gil.

It's very dark down there, but it seems like ghosts don't especially need a lot of light, judging by the fact that they're all basement dwellers.]

Ha. Not bad, but it seems you still needed the King to come to your rescue for the real digging. Now. Are you ready?

[The voice is still hard to pinpoint and yet somehow clear through the mediums of water and whatever else. Truly Verbalism is cheating at times like these.]

2/???

[kaliedoscopes]

Welcome, welcome—we've made some renovations for this party. [ That mocking voice is nominally coming from the walls somewhere but everything's a little hard to pin point with the choppy waters. And following that is...not a school of fish but a kaleidoscope of butterflies dispersing into the sea. They apparently have no problems adapting to water like they do air, seeking out the living in an attempt to muddle their vision and give them miasma kisses. ]

3/3

[eyeforai]

[Meanwhile, there's going to be a little more bullet hell happening topside in the living room just to make things more annoying for everyone. For now, the shots mostly seem to be coming from the walls, but the location will keep moving; might be best to take care of this before the room gets completely swarmed with bullets and butterflies.]

[respring]

[ Oh jesus christ, three of them. Sakura gets her water gun out and motions to Karen. Date first, yeah? ]

I have an idea of how to get the water out of the basement.

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Karen's bow forms in her hand.]

What are you thinking?

[sageking]

[ This was rude. He's still in the living room when the bullet hell happened, along with the whathaveyou incoming of this shit.

So you know he'll summon more holy swords in a constant stream in order to stop the oncoming butterflies. And then...just also pelt the walls and probably the bullets, thereby tearing through them (don't ask he's just got a lot of weapons out now) with a constant stream of holy swords to see if he could help narrow down the source here. ]

[respring]

If you can get me down there, I can try to funnel the water out of here, with a portal.

[ remember the Imaginary Number Sea

She's ducking and swerving to miss the bullets and butterflies, but to demonstrate her point, she opens a smaller portal to the void that swallows up one of the incoming bullets--and then she closes it, the bullet gone. ]

[eyeforai]

[So while you guys discuss things, you might notice something; namely, that the shots coming from around the room have ceased when Gil started blocking the bullets and sending his swords into the wall. However, it's not quiet by any means, because soon after the bullets stop coming, they'll hear the sound of an explosion -- underneath their feet, that is. The already weakened foundation of the floor gives way quickly, widening the hole made by Gil nigh-instantaneously.

Think fast, or you might just be going for an impromptu swim.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Karen GRABS SAKURA AND JUMPS in no particular direction, and ends up falling into the now-bigger hole. She hoists Sakura up over her head to try to be the only one who lands in Lake Miasma.]

Apparently I can!

[sageking]

[ Gilgamesh didn't fall. If anything, he's levitating, and reached to grab a hold of Karen before she fell into lake miasma.

And his patience ran thin.

Golden portals began to open all over the room and started to blast lances and spears through the walls, tearing a few down. He had no idea where in the fuck Date was, but going into the basement to fight like two other people without knowing where the third was would be sheer madness.

In the meanwhile, let's get summon some light here. He'll make it come forth by moving a finger in an 'L' shape to see more down into the basement other than Water and butterflies which were being pelted with holy swords. ]

[respring]

[ That sure just happened! And a Karen-adjacent person sure just did save her from taking fall damage for the second time now!

Sakura squeaks a little but will just, um, do whatever causes less trouble? Grab onto a ledge or something. This is very precarious, if Karen is holding her and then Gil is holding Karen........... ]

[noneforall]

[Ah. Well, it's quite accommodating of them to come take a dip all in a nice, orderly chain -- because now that the airhole in the floor is considerably wider and now that Gilgamesh is really starting to go to town on the room above (and by proxy Date, may he hopefully not rest in pieces just yet)... There's no time like the present for the water itself to finally get moving.

(It is possible, in the seconds before the onslaught, for Gilgamesh to spot a couple of things with his rays of light: one, a lonely jacuzzi sitting on the basement-slash-sea floor. Waiting. Watching. Two, the telltale green glow a bit further in, not enough to resolve itself into any kind of shape but fairly recognizable given all they've seen of Subete's barrier magic.)

The next moment, several towering geysers of water shoot out of the whirling surface below -- all of them aiming to swallow up the three still bobbing or floating above. Some of them will be scalding, and some freezing, and at least one of them will actually solidify into a column of ice between the surface of the water and the ceiling. It may well behoove them not to get caught in these... because the currents in them are ridiculous and nonsensical and designed to drag any prey right down to the bottom.]