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by The Futuristic Principality of Too-Technical Japan.
55 days ago.
Is Agent Cerberus a doggo!?! Awwwwwww
The small unclaimed area south of Zoygaria, classic setting for a horror movieIchika (humanized version of TTJ, or forum person :P) looked around at her new surroundings. She didn't understand, one moment Kolron and her were reenacting "When mom isn't home" but with the microwave. And now she's here.
The tall grass that was meekly alive poked her and made her jump, the place already gave her a bad vibe. It was incredibly cold, the damp ground made it seem like it had just rained. Kiki had spawned near a writhing tree trying to reach to the sky as if that would relieve it from its suffering here. The melancholy clouds seemed to hang over everything like a weighted blanket, normally she would have enjoyed the weather. But she was inside, not outside. However, there was a house. Perhaps she could find shelter until she could figure out a way to get home.
Ichika seemed to be quite shocked at the three who were hosting a slightly restrained gawking-fest. Of course, she participated.
”Alé, I would usually remark on your very rude comment and for your information I am 12-nearly-13! But, you seem to be as confused as I am. Also, I like your hair!” She beamed at the woman. She was very pretty. Not the other two though.
Naturally, her eyes snagged on the motorcycle and uniforms. “Are you… military?” She seemed intimidated by their appearance and fiddled with her Szostó pin. It was a bit chilly, but she didn’t mind. It cleared her thoughts, and without the cold she probably would have lost the ability to speak for a few seconds riddled with confusion.
“And THAT is what I think is situational irony is according to my English teacher. A character becomes veeerrry stubborn against the circumstances or something.” Ichika rattled off, stepping over the splintered doorframe. The house wasn’t really a house, it was more of a corridor you’d see in pyramids containing hidden booby traps waiting to snatch any unsuspecting people just masquerading as a house. The booby traps were visible however, the spiky wood jutted out in all frayed directions waiting to reach out and bite clothing, and the floorboards creaked as a warning croak to stop and nope the heck out of here. There weren’t many spiderwebs strangely, and flora had to confidence to grow here in any available spots between the floorboards. They were reaching high to try and soak up any water or sun, but they were still the sickly shade of green the grass was. It was pitiful to see. She was glad she took good care of her little aloe Vera plant back at home. “I can’t go anywhere else other than here anyways, I was brought here by accident. I’m not exactly sure why, but at least I finally have something to talk about with others.”
(I didn’t know what to have her do sorry :P)
Mara turned towards Ichika slowly. With the skin holo gone, several electricity shaped marks appeared on the left side of her face. "Ichika huh? Cute." She said with a smile. She handed her a small cylindrical device. The was a red and a blue button on the side. "Blue button is for a radio, and the red one is a plasma sword. There's a really old movie called Star Wars, ever seen it?"
No, no! The opposite of that! The little operator at the control panel inside her brain mashed random buttons in a panic.
No, no! Where to go??
While this was happening, her gaze remained fixed on the colorful, bobbing, weightless figures. She stared at the balloons, her stance rigid and unchanging. Her hands a system of clench, unclench over and over and over again. The strings. They were carried by the helium. The helium inside the stretchy... plastic? Rubber?
She could feel the strings wrapping around her neck. They looked like snakes the way they moved towards their prey. In a graceful dance she was airborne, the colorful once-joy associated devices lifting her into the whirring blades of a ceiling fan-
She blinked. The strings did not move. Ichika whimpered and rubbed her eyes.
To be honest, clowns are silly. They probably had very bad skin underneath all that makeup, it was probably not very healthy for their pores.
It must be hard to wade through the balloons.
Wait, what would scare the clown? What could come out of the balloons they pop?
Only one way to find out. Ichika racked her brain for the most annoying song she knew and ran in front of the monster hopefully distracting it and averting it's attention. She filled her lungs with stale air and began to yell, "BAABY SHARK DO DO DO DO-DO-DO" and ducked to avoid popping the crowd of balloons she dove into.
No, no no!
Rushing to meet Ari and helping Mara up first they gathered as the balloons began to disappear. They deflated with a whine and shriek of defeat and zipped around the room with fury.
Oh no, this was her fault.
"Ari I'm so sorry!!"
Judging by the look of his wounds, he was slightly crisped. His skin might look weird for a while. A... harsh electric burn?
The faint chirps of crickets suddenly stopped, and the tall grass withered and snapped turning a horrible gray color. The Fear Trap was probably loosing power to keep this appearance going. The stars above them stopped twinkling too, and it became clear that they were in a square room with a painted lovely sky. It was crude with the stars being literal circles, but better than whatever Ichika could do.
My sincerest apologies TTJ, it's been a pretty hectic week.
Ichika scrambled out of her position and yelled, "MERIDA-- Wait no, your nickname is Meringue. MARA!!" Light, weak light, was filtering through the hole Mara made. Her slumped figure was definitely horrible for her back, and Ichika, with many failed attempts and probably a lot of pain for Mara, propped her up against the wall. She was against the right or left wall of the painted room. From what she could see, all the color drained from the paint and pooled in large puddles oil and water. It smelled... interesting. It was making her dizzy. Not very good. Not good at all. There was already a slight blur to the corners of her eyes, and there was a faint, annoying buzz. Was it a bee? Or a mosquito? She flapped her hands around in attempt to drive it away with no success. Everything was so confusing!!
My apologies TTJ for the VERY late reply.
(No problem :))
YEAH!! I have yellow cake with chocolate frosting. *slams tupperware’s down*
Mara and Ichika were in a circle of blue sand. It was flat, and once she walked to the edge she couldn't walk any further. It hurt on the inside as you got closer, like a buzzing that would flare up once the Fear Trap would notice you're about to step off the edge.
It was really cozy here. The sand was warm, comfortably warm, cozy enough to sleep in. Maybe she could dig herself a hole or something and fall asleep there.
Oh gosh. Is this really the end?
Wait. DuckTales reboot episode number I can’t remember, Webby had a grappling hook and latched onto something on the ceiling after they had sunk and pulled those she was traveling with out. What do we have that is similar?
The sand was now at her ankles. She seemed to be sinking more slowly than Mara, who was strangely quiet. Wait, she was sleeping. Right.
Hm. There's got to be a flaw in the system. Like when the fear trap devours us. It's all about the end product. So maybe we have to be as far from their desired 'taste' as possible. Maybe get angry, or make the Fear Trap angry?Ichika unfastened and started chucking random things from her backpack at the ceiling, where the voice boomed from. It was all ruined by the water anyways. She began to recall all the angry thoughts of the past. The time where the mean lady wouldn't let her friends see what was happening on the stage. When the PE teacher did not let her write her name on the board with all the others when her TEAM got the highest number of points.
"SHUT-"A spare water bottle was lost. It hit something with a dull thud, and something that felt like a shudder echoed throughout the room. Perfect. This would definitely tick the Fear Trap off.
"THE-"Socks. She doesn't remember putting those there.
"@$#%"A bathroom pass from her previous school. Might as well put the stolen blank detention slip with it.
"UP!!"A final fling of Altoids. She had made sure to snag some, the really spicy kind, and jam them into Mara's mouth. All hands on deck, at least the ones available, were needed.
"Wha do you think tests or quizzes were invented for?! This is a test, is it not?" Only her left leg was anchored down, so she sort of flopped towards Mara. This was probably the most awkward thing to witness, but she got a bit closer to Mara. Surprisingly, her feet were able to move somewhat. Good. Once her left leg was high enough or a bit more far away from her original position, it showed a similar hand to the one in the ceiling. It... looked really ...human-like. She guessed that's what happened to the remains of those who didn't make it. Ichika made a promise to hopefully not become one of those.
Then there was a group hug. There was blue tinted glass instead of sand now, it was really pretty. But murky. The hands were also impossible to get off, while limp and dead they still had a firm grip. Luckily there was no blood coming from the open wounds of the hands, just sand that would leave a trail.
When she regained the ability to speak, Ichika croaked out a, “Hi.”
And then there was the noise.
It sounded like microphone feedback, but magnified and projected tenfold- no, more! It hurt! So so so so much! Ichika crumpled to her knees, even the ground was rumbling! Or was that- aghhh she didn’t know! She couldn’t even hear her own scream. What was happening?!
Where is everyone? Are they safe?
“Helloooo?!” She called out desperately. Ichika had never felt more alone when all the company was suddenly ripped away. The grass and bugs and everything else was all real, it would be too complex and exhausting to make all these individual things.
But... if this was real, could this mean he set us free? Into the open world? There could be some sort of barrier to keep us in.
Okay she was officially confused. Help was most likely out of the question, and they couldn’t cheat again otherwise they’d have to pay.
Whatever happened to the Fear Trap wasn't really relevant anymore, Ari and Mara after a second took care of it. She heard its corpse or at least something hit the ground.
But she had just killed someone since her instincts were too slow. She hadn't realized that she was crying until her sleeves were soaked.
James was still breathing thank gosh, but he was on the ground now. He didn't sound right, the hand was near the middle of his chest. Probably aiming for his heart, maybe missed maybe not. It definitely hurt. Ichika flipped him onto his back and sat him up for maybe breathing easier.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry, James!!" she muttered/wailed. Mara was beside her now, also crying.
Also little reminder the Kantrian photo thing? Did you want to submit anything?
The Futuristic Principality of Too-Technical Japan
Edited: 7 hours ago