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This is Drizzt Do'Urden, and I have a simple question: what does one do in Liminal Space beside read books? It is too small to have anything left to explore, unless one tries to scale the wall.

[He does not sound frustrated, but in a good general mood. Drizzt seems more amused about it than anything, and he figures someone will have a good answer for him.]

I ask because I am afraid boredom begins to strike at my heart with my blades still for so long, and I need something more to combat it properly. Perhaps one of you has advice?

failgoyle

[Sorry, network, you'll never know peace so long as Jules still walks Liminal Space. Have some more screaming.]

There's a Drow here and Zaknafein said they were bad news, and this one's got some kind of MURDERCAT and he just surprised me, and I don't know what I'm gonna do, and he ABSOLUTELY REEKS, this is what death smells like, I am pretty sure this is what death smells like...

BUT I NEED HELP!

chalicejoker

Could someone please come get Ryo and watch him for a few hours? It's urgent.

I can pay. I can make food, I'm a good cook, I will make it worth your while.

howexciting

... let us get this over with so we can return to Liminal Space. This place is unpleasant.

Leonardo da Vinci, present. Known infiltrators: Ezio Auditore da Firenze. Known missing: Genevieve Blanchard and Zed. I... cannot sense them through our Bond. They were likely sent on a Walkabout.

For anyone who does not know about radiation and is near an area expected to get to 150 rads or more - get out of there immediately. Such radiation levels might cause adverse effects on your body, unless you have the proper protection. Find a safer place. I might be able to distribute suits from the Ivory Tower to combat the radiation, but I do not know how much they would stand out. Still, it might be worth the risk so that we are not harmed in the process.

[How about that, the Ivory Tower was useful after all.]

Please list any confirmed infiltrators and any confirmed missing persons so we are more aware of our current numbers.

awitchdidit

[Private to the below names and Maria]

Naoto Shirogane.
Souji Seta.
Ryotaro Dojima.
Near.

The four of you are known to me as detectives, solvers of mysteries, investigators of the strange and mysterious. In honor of the end of the Christmas season, or at least being within a couple of days of it, I invite you to join me in a mystery game.

Somewhere within this Liminal Space is a new room with the appearance of something old and fleeting, a piece of homeyness carved out of this corporate-health labyrinth. Before it you will find me, the conductor of this mystery, and within it you will find the one thing that Ms. Shirogane knows a mystery tale cannot exist without:

A corpse!

I suggest making finding said dead body a priority. While the person it belongs to is quite safe from permanent harm as she is now, I'm not...entirely certain of what the effect would be if you left her as she is while we're suddenly whisked away to a game board. That might be an interesting experiment, though...

If you need any clues as to the location of the mystery, please, don't hesitate to reply. If you have any objections, well, you'll find me when you find her!

[A long pause.]

Ahaha, and of course, anyone with the skill and wherewithal to eavesdrop on this message is invited as well! I haven't met all the nosy detectives in this world between worlds yet, have I?

Consider this an introductory letter from Beatrice, the Golden and Endless Witch! Let's have fun, shall we?

((To be resolved in a Synodiporia post...soon. This one is for yelling.))

closetshark

As entertaining as this all is, I'm more of a skee-ball sort. Though I will admit that the rats are a rather lovely touch, so kudos on that bit to whoever thought this one up.

Normally I wouldn't bother with you twits but as my usual methods of leaving places haven't worked I'm forced to actually ask how to do so. The faster I get out the faster I can finish a project I was working on.

I've got some yeti to inform about the cancellation of Christmas and really can't dally about.

creativefool

Yo. Everyone. Listen up.

Just been told a few things that're going down around here, and we could have trouble. ... More trouble than just endin' up on the edge of Hell.

Does the phrase 'the Name of the Divine' mean anythin' to anyone? 'Cause it ain't just a name. It's somethin' that's real here. It's something powerful. From what I've heard, there's ninety-nine parts to it.

And one of 'em is missing.

Even that one bit of it's got enough power to wipe this place off the map.

Unfortunately, I ain't got any info on what it looks like - if it's somethin' that's been written down somewhere, or something else. But there's at least one angel who's actively lookin' for it 'n trying to get it back where it belongs. It's gotta be the reason that everything was so tense when we got here, with the mail shut down 'n the security and all of that...

So that's the deal. Think we might want to keep a look out for information on this thing, though I ain't sure what we can really do about it... anyone heard anything so far?

upcard

[Hope you're all enjoying your sudden, Liminal Space-filled existences, Travelers. Either way, there's suddenly going to be a very tentative, very timid psychic broadcast.]

Um... excuse me...

[For anyone who met Mai during the Jaunt, she's certainly entirely different now--but then again, that's why she's doing this in the first place, despite being terrified of bothering people in this way. So after a brief pause, she rallies her courage.]

...My name is Mai--um, for the people I didn't know, and I... I was really different in that Jaunt b-but... I just wanted to say that I'm really really sorry!

[There's no visual here--she doesn't have the capability--but even so, it's pretty obvious to anyone who knows her that she's bowing her head here in her shame and apology.]

I did some truly terrible things to everyone, and I...I was really-- [A pause.] Just... I'm very sorry. That's... that's all.

Oh-- um. Near-san... [...what does she even say to him? She's really not sure. After a moment, a really awkward pause, she manages a fumbled thought--] Can we...talk?

[For those who would rather go the action route, Mai is not hard to find; she's tucked against a penny slots machine, arms wrapped around her knees, chin resting on them and eyes downcast. Seems this Jaunt took quite a lot out of her as well, but then again, dying isn't fun for anyone.

There are people she knows she needs to find and check on, but... well, she needs just a moment longer.]

hakodate

[There's a bit too much chaos to deal with it while the flash mob is still going, but as soon as things settle down, for some relative value of settling down, Hijikata's straight on to business.]

If this is your first jaunt: don't panic, try to blend in.

Some of our number are going to think they belong in this world. If you can hear this, then obviously, you're not one of them. Keeping an eye on our infiltrators is usually our second clue to figuring out what the hell we're supposed to be doing here.

Our first one is when we arrive in the middle of some shitstorm like this, though - that usually means something. So it's sounding like this one's got to do with... [A slight noise of frustration. This is not his wheelhouse.] Romantic shit? Valentine's Day? If any of you are experts, now would be a good time to tell the rest of us. Or if you know a lot about, I don't know, weddin-

[Actually, no, this is not how he wants to start wedding planning, he is going to cut himself the hell off there. Embarrassedly.]

We usually start by checking in, anyway, so if you're still yourself, speak up. If you've noticed anyone is definitely an infiltrator, tell us that, too; you might as well save us the trouble of saying something really goddamned stupid to them while we're trying to figure it out.

willyousee

Your pardon, everyone.

[A calm, cultured voice speaks firmly across the psychic network, cutting through the babble.]

If everyone could please check in, perhaps we can determine who is infiltrating and who is investigating. Please especially speak up if you arrived outside of the room of clothing racks. Has anyone met one of the infiltrators yet?

((OOC: This is open to anyone and everyone! If the thread is not marked as private, assume it's a public conversation. You are allowed to threadjack at will!))

inexecution

Did anyone else notice the train seems to loop back on itself?

[That sudden psychic broadcast is brought to you with a great deal of excitement, because of course it is. For those new Travelers who didn't already get an introduction via Joscelin, welcome to the Psychic network! Confusion is to be expected. It's okay, Souji's got your back.]

And I saw some new faces while I was walking around, so, hello! This is probably confusing, but don't worry. You can ask pretty much anyone here for help, we're used to it by now. I'm Souji, by the way. [Well, one of them, anyway...] Don't worry. This is all perfectly normal. [...ish.]

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Entries tagged with near

Drizzt Asks Important Questions

Everybody Panic

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[JAUNT] Check-in

A Murder Is Announced

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It begins...

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