A Reckoning...

[strangerpeople]

[You are dead.

Where you awaken is not of your cabin on the train but rather firm earth, the skies above you being nothing but an inky blackness as for as you can see. And yet throughout the darkness, you are surrounded by soft lighting and peculiar music playing all around you. When your senses become less muddled, you will notice that the music playing is upbeat and joyful almost. But let's face it, you are probably thinking this is some sort of creepy hell that you got yourself into after biting the bullet.

It all depends if you find circuses to be such a place because that is where you find yourself. The setting feels more antique than what you may assume a circus to look like, more Victorian themed than what one can be called. First the sound picks up and then you can smell something delectable in the air, catching popped corn and fried sweets and maybe something to drink? It's more than likely here.

Going down the main way, you can see some classic carnival games such as skee ball, ring toss, balloon popping if you are inclined to try and take your mind of the fact that you didn't have a choice in coming here. But despite the joyous air of the circus, there are not many people here that can help you out...or are there?


Lost souls just like yourself who met with the same horrible fate...perhaps an accord can be struck. After all, it looks like you will be here for awhile.]


((OOC: Map for reference.))

Comments

EXPLORING

[strangerpeople]

[You got those new islands that popped up this week and a boat to go along with it. Wanna do some exploring?

However, it would be wise to bring the people who might be familiar with those landmarks with you.]

[notthebreakman]

[When Proto Man first saw the islands, he froze up in disbelief for several seconds. After that motive, to see the lab where he... where Doctor Light had...]

We're going. Now.

[He had to see for himself. Even if it resulted in disappointment, he had to know.]

[alwaysgonnatry]

Sure! I'll come with you!

[ She looks over to where Jun happens to be and waves at him. ]

Hey, Jun! Wanna come along and check out an island?

[icanhearscreams]

Huh? Sure, why not. I can use my ability to get there faster, anyway.

[notthebreakman]

We keep whatever power our titles gave us here?

[Not like his will be any more useful, but at least it sounds like some people didn't get complete jokes.]

[alwaysgonnatry]

Mm-hm! At least that's how it was for me and the others who were trapped in the creepy mansion before showing up here. You probably have yours too, i'm sure.

[ She claps her hands together, almost brimming with energy. ]

So! There's a boat we can use to get over there to the island, I think. Let's grab one and head over!

[icanhearscreams]

One of the lifeboats. Pretty sure the oars are tied to them still.

[He heads over towards them and undoes the knot on the oars, then heads over to the supply boat and grabs a blanket, tossing it to Proto with no hands.]

I don't know how much water will affect you right now, but it's another layer just in case.

[notthebreakman]

[Proto is somewhat startled by the sudden blanket projectile, though he catches it easily enough. He almost takes a moment to inform Jun that now that he no longer has a gaping hole in his back, he should be fine... but he'll just accept the thoughtful gesture for what it is instead.]

...Thank you.

[He drapes the folded blanket over his arm for now and joins Jun and Little Miss Sunshine to see how he can help prepare.]

[alwaysgonnatry]

[ Easily keeping up with Jun as he headed to the boats, she watched the exchange between the two of them before looking back to Proto with her eyes going wide. Mostly in that she'd forgotten to do a thing and just remembered it now. ]

Sorry for not introducing myself before. You can call me Akko!

[ She then looks back to Jun after a moment. ]

Anything I can do to help?

[icanhearscreams]

I think we're just about ready to go, unless you can think of something we need? It doesn't look that far, but it's kind of hard to tell...

[notthebreakman]

Akko, huh? Nice to meet you, I guess.

[Nope, totally not awkward at all there, Proto.]

Good. Let's get going, then. If it's as I remember, there shouldn't be much to worry about in terms of security.

[alwaysgonnatry]

Hmm... doesn't seem like it should be dangerous as he said so I don't think we need anything else.

[ Without missing a beat, she doesn't even seem bothered at all by Proto's awkwardness in the least. ]

Nice to meet ya too! It's good we're having you with us since you seem to know the place so that just makes everything much easier!

[awitchdidit]

[Beatrice has only actually seen her old home from the outside a handful of times, but she can still recognize the silhouette, even from this distance.]

...if anyone not going with Proto Man wants to investigate a spooky murder island with the resident spooky witch, I'll take a party. Otherwise, I suppose it can wait.

[Read: she wants to go but she ain't rowing that distance herself.]

[7_0_7]

[707 has just been lurking, but the appearance of new islands is not something to be ignored, so hey. He still has a flying car.]

Did someone say party?

[awitchdidit]

Ahaha, it's always a party on Rokkenjima. The kind of party varies heavily, though. I'll show you around in exchange for a lift.

[7_0_7]

Variables are OK! I've been to enough kinds myself, charities and dungeons alike. This one is yours, but it just popped up out of nowhere, which is fishy, even for an ocean... yep! What defender of justice would sit idly by?

[never mind that he's been sitting idly by a lot lately - this clearly has more of his interest than, say, fighting a monster.

in any case, he's opening the back seat up for her like an uber driver.]

Be delicate with my baby! That's my one condition. [the baby is of course the car. It's in excellent condition considering it already ran over a clown while it was here. (Was he making it nice again it all that time Des was idle, probably.)]

[awitchdidit]

[Beatrice politely dusts off her shoes and picks up her skirt as she steps in.]

Thank you. A defender of justice, hm? You don't strike me as the traditional hero type.

[She looks a little closer at his eyes.]

Bear in mind this is a question entirely of intellectual curiosity, but are you an angel?

[7_0_7]

[thank you for that clarifier that you are not hitting on him, Beatrice. There's nothing too unusual about his eyes beyond the funny glasses, but they blink in surprise.]

Wow! You're quick on the uptake. I'd ask how I blew my cover, if I was trying to have one at all.

[He figures she may have overheard the whole Judgement thing. Then again, it's not impossible his fluffy white wings are perceptible by someone with a high enough ESPer level.]

[killerclown]

[Suddenly, there's the sound of a car door opening, before quickly slamming shut again.

The clown is now in shotgun, giving a nonchalant look towards Seven.]

I have no idea what you two are doing, but I am so coming along.

So you better give me the keys, because I'm not budging from up here.

[I assure you, it will be completely fine to let the clown drive, you will not regret it.]

[silvertongueheir]

[Franciscus has been attracted by talk of visiting the mansion, but his expression shifts once he sees the clown nearby.]

You aren't going to try and bisect any of us again, are you?

[awitchdidit]

[Before Beatrice can explain her deduction, there's suddenly a clown. And the guy who looks like a different clown.]

What the hell? Franciscus, who's this guy?

[killerclown]

[The clown turns to her and...actually smiles. Someone that hasn't attacked him! He should be nice...or, not hostile anyway.]

The name's Popee, ma'am! Nice to meet ya!

[He offers a...hand(?) for her to shake.

Will she risk it?]

[silvertongueheir]

He's the clown I mentioned-the one who was here when the rest of us arrived from our original island.

[7_0_7]

[Wow, good thing he's already in the driver's seat, spinning the keys out of the clown boy's reach while he smiles over at Franciscus.]

Well that was clearly all a big misunderstanding, juuust like thinking he's going to drive anywhere!

[he looks back at Popee.] Seriously, do you even have a license?

[killerclown]

[He won't say anything about the former considering he agrees, but the latter...]

Yes!

…well, I've driven!

Just give me the keys!

[Just. Childishly leaning over to try and grab them.

I'm not sorry]