#reversedpsync ☆ 01

[mercurywitch]

☆ "Huh!? Where'd Hexnuki go!?" It had been a few days now and Suletta had gradually been growing accustomed to her Spiramonster's presence. Which was why it had been very alarming to her to find that her precious Hexnuki was suddenly nowhere to be found even though it had been right beside her a moment ago.

But it looked like she wasn't alone. Several others who had entered the maze with their monsters appeared to be without them now. Was that part of the "challenge" that they were supposed to complete?

Objective: reunite with your Spiramonster. Time limit: two hours. Begin!

Their goal eventually blared over an invisible speaker system. This was her first time in the Intraspace, so Suletta didn't really know how it all worked. So she did what she could under these circumstances: she turned to some of the others attempting the challenge.

"Does anyone have any idea where we should start looking? Um... It'd probably be easier if we all helped each other out, right!?"

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     THIS   isn't her first time enjoying the winter festivities Spirale had to offer. Far from it, in fact. And yet, practically wrist-deep into her third bowl of soup for the night... it's like she's seeing it for the first time. Granted, it's the soup that's supposedly bottomless, not her bowl — yet she feels like she's staring into an umami-soaked abyss all the same.

   ❛  How do they decide on a soup each year ? And where does it come from ? Who's making it... ?   ❜ ��She found herself contemplating a whole host of questions that had simply never occurred to her, which brought forth a much louder question:    ❛  What have I been eating for three years ?   ❜  

@reversedpsync : / / WINTERFES S.C.

[depenndable]

With Tama taking initiative to send a message Ryuki's way was appreciated, but this was getting out of hand. He really just wanted to lay down right about now.

"So, what's the damage? Where is he at?"

@depenndable

"..." It's taken him a few seconds, but suddenly it occurred to him that something was very wrong. "Wait a minute, what the hell?"

This body most definitely wasn't his, and he couldn't hear Tama chatting away. At least this body looked pretty cool- a bit like the superhero comics he still loved so much... thank god he could hide that particular thought from Tama.

He was lucky at least she could send him a text, something she was doing at the moment telling him to stay still. Presumably to guide this body's owner back here.

[inheritai]

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While trying to get her bearings was undoubtedly important, Mizuki's little self-tour of the other wards was dropped immediately upon spotting a familiar all-black ensemble down the street, with orange and white accents making it all the more evident who it was. Still, Aiba couldn't zoom in to confirm with absolute certainty who it was, and she didn't want to wind up with her foot in her mouth in case she was wrong. She wouldn't call out to him until a little over halfway through the dash she'd taken off on, when she was dead certain it was him.

"RYUUUKIIII!" While being dropped into a wholly unfamiliar city disarmed of most of her investigatory and ass-kicking tools was still far from desirable, finding a familiar face was a weight off her chest. They could work together to find a way to recover what they'd lost and get out of here! She stopped a few feet away from him, taking a moment to catch her breath- hmm, weird how she'd feel winded from that of all things- before shooting him a grin. "Glad I wasn't the only one nabbed and dropped into whatever this Spirale City is supposed to be. Have you figured anything out yet?"

[elfcast]

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✲ "Umm..." Marcille seemed to be at a loss for words. Did he not see it? Was she the only one who could see it? No one else around her was reacting to it, but it was definitely there!

"There's... an eyeball with legs on your shoulder!" Was it a monster!? Should she smack it with her staff!?

[cabaretconnoisseur]

@reversedpsync liked for a starter //

God he was sick of waking up in unfamiliar places. BUT, on the bright side, he still remembered his name this time, and the face he'd seen in the mirror was one he could place. Handsome one at that haha. Wait no, focus. A fruitless walk through the ward yielded a single lead, in the form of a familiar shouted catchphrase that had to be coming out of a specific individual. One who always had his sleeves pulled up just shy of having sweater paws, a guy who couldn't handle his liquor but tried anyways (admirable), someone he assumed watches anime in his free time (or at least used to).

Turn a corner and nice. There was half might himself.

"Hey, you. Ryuki?" It would be so awkward if it wasn't him, he thought while walking right up to him. But the closer he got, the more confident he was. Oh perfect. It is him. Now. "Punch me if we're dreaming, but where the hell are we."

Wait no. Greetings first.

"What a sight for sore eyes, eye."

[badluckgoboom]

Making Enemies // Event: Crocus

Jinx had been watching closely. Even past their initial confrontation, she wanted to make sure she knew what Caitlyn was up to whenever possible. Lord knew she wouldn’t give up trying to take her in- she was bound to be plotting something to make getting in her business that much easier, given the current power discrepancy between them and her lack of authority. While the Loose Cannon was far from scared of anything the former Enforcer could do here, she wanted to squelch any efforts she made toward that goal. But where to start, what to do...

There.

During her slinking about, she’d spotted her talking with a particular young man a couple of times, clearly not having some kind of amusing conversation- as if Caitlyn ever did anything genuinely amusing. Whatever it was they were talking about, that the few talks she’d seen them had seemed to carry the same general, boring tone, she felt conspiring wasn’t out of the question. This guy’s semi-formal attire he seemed to prefer lent further credence- it was just the kind of thing a dull Enforcer might wear outside of their stupid uniform. A leap in logic perhaps, but even if she was wrong, she didn’t mind wasting a bit of time scaring the pants off him anyway.

Besides, she had a certain way to be extra-certain if she was wrong or not.

Fibonacci would’ve made a more fun backdrop for this sort of encounter, but the guy lived in Cotes- not a lot she could do about that. Still, she aimed for things the best she could. It was when he was taking a path behind some stores on his way elsewhere she would hop down from her rooftop post, landing in such a way that had to hurt her knees a bit. She showed no such discomfort as she rose to her feet, looking to him with dead eyes that were soon to brighten up, their luminescence made even more apparent as evening had started to crawl upon them. “Hey there! I think I’ve seen you around before, and...just wanted to ask you something. You got a minute?”

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[en4cer]

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                        finger pressed to temple, caitlyn poured herself over a fresh book -- one of many stacked up around her in a quiet corner of the university library . she was well at home , having been raised around sponsors of the academy in piltover . although not a scholar, caitlyn welcomed the notion that some answers were quicker found in print . . . so there she sat, surrounded by records of spirale history and legend , tracing records back and following leads .

                       " say . . . you couldn't tell me anything on the crimson lane , could you ?? " caitlyn spoke up to her company , closing the pages of yet another dead end , " i just find it a peculiar situation ,  seeing  as   the  street  zone  has  yet  to  attract  any  organized  attempt  to  reign  in  activity  there  despite  its  notoriety . "

[replacementdream]

Bee could feel herself getting hungrier the more she walked, clutching at her stomach as it growled very audibly. Moving around felt like a chore because of it, but she had to find something to eat somewhere.. it must have been, what, an hour since she last had something? That was way too long ago..!

“Huuh?”

But out of the corner of her eye, the woman noticed someone sitting on a park bench, eating what looked to be..

“Ooh, donuts..!” with that, Bee seemed to gain a spark in her step as she walked a little closer, eyeing the food with widened, wondrous eyes.

“Those look sooo good..” her stomach growled again, even louder this time than before. She twiddled her fingers, not able to meet the man’s eyes-- she couldn’t just ask him for one, right? That’d be weird. Totally. ... “Can I have one?” 

Nevermind.

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[necroticrose]

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“Hey, you. You got any of the candy that fixes this costume crap?” Lilith puts one hand on her hip, holding her other hand out expectantly. Maybe this guy will have one... she doesn’t even care if she has to beat him up and take it. She’s had enough of this dumb cheerleader act.

“And not a word about the outfit, OK? I know it’s stupid. But, like, I am not taking fashion advice from someone dressed like that.”

His costume isn’t even bad, she’s just mean.

[puppiedcat]

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Oh, is that a book Ryuki’s reading? Too bad he turned away from it for a second. Now puppycat has decided it looked like a great place for a nap.

To add insult to injury, he stretches out before putting his head down, obscuring the entire book, and trapping the poor guy’s hand, too.

It would be illegal to move him, now!

[spiderstaff]

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“Hey, why do your eyes look like that?” It’s kind of a blunt question, but she’s a curious kid. Not to mention that he reminds her of someone else she once met.

(...at least this guy isn’t stuck in a vending machine...)

“The last guy I met who had eyes like that told me he had a robot eye. He��s such a lying butthead. He really thought I’d believe that!”

[firstclassrookie]

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“Hey, it’s not safe here!” Leon ducks behind the cover of an overturned desk, looking at the guy beside him. Sure, things seem safe for now, but that big guy could be anywhere in the police station.

(He only seemed to get more mad after I accidentally shot his hat off....)

“Are you hurt at all? And, uh, do you have any idea what the hell is happening?” It’s his first day on the job, maybe the other guy was supposed to be one of his co-workers. He’d give anything for someone to report to right about now.

“I’ve been surviving as best I can, but this place is full of locked doors, it’s ridiculous.”

[fairyknight]

● The elf clicked her tongue with indifference. "A "weird and dangerous" vacation would go against the very definition of the word, wouldn't it!?" Baobhan had already decided that out of these two, the woman was the more reasonable one. The fact he was trying to shrug off the situation just rubbed her the wrong way.

"Historically these situations arise because the Stars either want us to demonstrate something, fix a problem they made, or both. It's annoying." She had better things to do than play pretend elf. "It's just a matter of how long until they reveal the truth behind the situation, but what are we supposed to do until then?"

"Ha! As if I'd let myself be just some NPC, right?" Tama poked Ryuki's cheek, who just shrugged and nodded. "But seriously, yeah. It's a bit hard to figure out what the point all is... I mean, we wouldn't all get whisked away to some place like this without a reason, I'd think"

"Who knows, honestly. It's hard to tell in this place... maybe it's supposed to be some sort of vacation. A weird and dangerous one."

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      ❛   I get it. I'm no good with money either.  ❜    IT   was hard enough getting used to the whole price adjustment thing ( there was no real conversation rate between the 'PPT' system the Moon Cell used and the Dust here... but she gets the feeling that the Moon Cell had actually been more generous with its miniature economy... ), but she has the unfortunate tendency to feel as if her Dust is burning a digital hole in her pocket. In short : a banana may not cost 2,000 yen, but she was the type to get carried away and buy 2,000 yen's worth if she went on an empty stomach.

      ❛   I work at my friend's café, Hope-au-Lait, but I don't usually handle the food unless we're short-staffed... I honestly have no clue where it comes from. Part of me assumed the ingredients just willed themselves into existence. But you're right. It does have to come from somewhere... Where, though ? And where is there enough for this many people to have infinite refills ?  ❜   

"Y'know... I've never really thought about any of that." Ryuki couldn't help but answer the (most likely rhetorical) questions with mild confusion of his own, lifting a hand to his chin in thought. "The food would have to be grown on the island, right? But I don't really know much about the industries here..."

"Not that you know much about it back home either, rich boy. A single banana does not cost 2,000 yen."

"Th-That has nothing to do with the questions being asked here."

[miraclescrest]

"Wh---Hey!? It's not my fault you are sitting on the border of the blast zone!!" Daisuke was still in the process of balling up some snow balls to have on hand anyway, so it's not like he had anything to do with it!

"Besides, I haven't even thrown anything yet!"

Okay, well he might've if you counted his digimon as an extension of his person.

"Daisuke, why'd you duck! I wasn't aiming for the guy behind you."

@miraclescrest

"Y'know, Ryuki, you should maybe pick a different place to sit." Tama was the only one of the pair who'd noticed that he'd decided to sit just a biiiit too close to the snowball fight zone, and had of course picked up on the kid looking their way with a snowball in hand. She just wasn't going to say anything, both because it'd be funnier this way, and a lesson to him to pay more attention.

"Huh? Tama, what do you mea- ough." He grunted at the well-timed snowball, shivering as his brain registered cold. Just his luck... "What was that for?""J