revenance_rpg | What's this, what's this?

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What's this, what's this?

Characters: Anyone who wanted to go explore the mansion
Content: Exploration!!
Location: The abandoned mansion
Time of Day: Whenever
Warnings: None

There have been rumors of it being haunted. There have been suggestions that what's inside might not be what people remember. Which is correct?

No one can say for sure, and the mansion certainly isn't about talk. The only answer to questions is waiting inside.

So come, step in through the crack in the wall. Explore the forest and what lies beyond. The answers have to be there somewhere after all.]

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"What does this password control? A door or passageway, or some more esoteric effect?"

Getting through a closed door, no matter how mundanely locked, was no challenge, after all. It must be more complicated.

What kind of hints was this supposed to be giving anyway? Moving stuff around was fine, but it was a whole new level of cryptic for whatever was running this show. They did what they were supposed to do, but all that did was release an enemy on the town. "Think we'll get a clearer hint once we finish up here? So far this doesn't make sense."

"It controls who can get to the information on the computer. If you know the password, you can get in." Of course, Sora had a lot of help not only finding that password but even finding out that he should be looking for the computer in the first place.

The fact that opening the way to the computer room had also released a Nightmare boss wasn't really sitting well with Sora, but it was likely the battle would be over by the time they got there. "I guess we'll find something. I just don't know how much it'll tell us."

Sora was going to be so unamused if they found Nightmares in the computer room. Given the possibility (they did tend to show up in places that didn't have enemies in the waking worlds), he was on guard as they entered the room.

The room looks much like Sora would remember it: multiple screens on dark metal walls with little other ornamentation. In the corner stands a computer terminal with multiple monitors. Both the screens on the wall and the monitors are dark.

"This is the computer, then?" Celestia said, looking about as she stepped into the room. "I hope one of you knows how to turn it on."

York headed over to look at the keyboard. "I don't even recognize the language. Sora?"

Sora looked over the keyboard. He hadn't really expected language to be a problem. They were all speaking the same language, after all, and everyone seemed to understand the texts that came through on the communicators.

Then again, they were in a dream world with communicators supplied by inhabitants of said dream world. Maybe the devices translated all the texts. Sighing and putting aside that train of thought, Sora tried the password he knew for the computer: sea-salt ice cream.

"If this doesn't work, we might have to find the password elsewhere..."

"I admit I'm out of my depth with this device," Celestia said as she looked curiously over Sora's shoulder, "but would a Metaphorical Unlocking spell perhaps be of assistance?"

It still seemed like it needed to be turned on, but what did she know?

Nothing happens - the screen doesn't light up, the password doesn't show up, nothing. This is because the computer still isn't on.

Further investigation will reveal that the computer has no power supply or switch, leaving no means of turning it on. It may as well be a sculpture for all the good it will do.

York straightened after looking the thing over. "Looks like there's no way to even turn it on from here, so there goes that idea. Let's see what else is in here, I guess." He turned around; it looked like a lot of pipes for some reason, then pointed at the far wall. "I'm going to pick door number two."

York headed towards the door; maybe this would provide some answers.

It had been worth the shot, at least. Sora followed York to the other door. He wasn't sure what he expected to see in the other room. In the waking Twilight Town, he'd encountered Nobodies there. In the digital one, he'd found a portal leading to a nothing space that in turn lead to The World That Never Was (a name he was sure was supposed to be every bit as grandiosely melancholic as it sounded).

"The next room is kind of open. Then there's a hallway and another room." And pods. For holding people. Admittedly, Sora knew they weren't intended as confinement but it was still a little uncomfortable to think of now that he actually was thinking about it.

"I could attempt to power the computer," Celestia said, with her usual calm serenity, as she followed behind. "I would need more information on its workings, and I wouldn't make any promises, but I believe it might be possible."

York opened up the door and stepped inside. "Let's see what's down here first. There might be a switch here somewhere if we look." He kept his gun ready; he didn't want to get caught helpless again.

The room at the end of the hall is large, with blue walls and a blue and green geometric design inlaid in the floor. The only way in or out of the room is the door you entered through; there are no other doors or windows.

As soon as the last member of your party has entered, an iridescent force field snaps into place over the door, similar to the force field that kept everyone in the post office all those weeks ago. The force field offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out.

Once you defeat the several dozen Nightmares that appeared along with the force field. They should prove to be challenging as well.

That was new. He could have sworn there was another door in this room. Then again, dreams.

...And Nightmares. Crap. At least the room is fairly open, so York shouldn't have any problems with getting a clear shot. It's a lot of Nightmares for the size of the space, though. At least there aren't any large Nightmares in the party. Well, not too large. There were sheep.

Sheep that could run someone over if they weren't careful or didn't have good reflexes. Ven's sheep came to mind, but now was not the time for that line of thinking. Now was time for just getting through what was promising to be an annoying battle and getting out of this room. Sora hit a distant sheep with a Fire spell and took out a nearby Wheeflower with a quick combo.

This was probably going to suck, at least a little bit.

Celestia set her hooves on the ground firmly, lowered her head, and invoked her magic. Brilliant light blazed up around her horn as she summoned up telekinetic energy, inspired by the effects of Shining Armor's shield magic, to seize Nightmares and hurl them back against the walls like ripples in a bucket.

York got to the side and started picking off the toximanders that he could see; it figured they'd be stuck in a room full of nightmares that specialized in poisoning you. Sparky seemed to pick up on that as well and spent most of his attention on attacking them whenever they were visible. They managed to start thinning the number of toximanders at least.

He had to pause for a moment when the nightmares were knocked back but luckily they didn't seem organized.

Sora was keeping the magic to single target spells. In the meantime, his Spirits also focused on the Toximanders while he was working on taking out the sheep.

This was going considerably better than the battle in the foyer but there was always the chance for something else to turn up.

Celestia, for her part, acted far more aggressively against this horde than she had been against the smaller group. The Nightmares she threw against the walls, she hurled razor-sharp bolts of shining, transient crystal that seemed like condensed sunlight at, catching them before they could dart away. She was very careful to keep her allies out of her lines of fire, addressing herself primarily to those Nightmares that attempted to flank the front line.

The crowd seemed to be thinning out at least a little; that was reassuring. York kept picking his targets carefully. He winced as one of the sheep charged him and quickly got out of the way; Max pounced it right after that.

Sora was able to get up close and personal readily enough, but he was also taking care to stay out of his allies' lines of fire. Thus far, the low point of the battle for Sora was one of the cats latching onto his leg with claws and fangs and refusing to let go until he bashed its head in with the Keyblade. Painful, yes, but something that would likely get a laugh in retelling later on. Jelly Bean had been quick to cast Curaga on him as soon as the cat was dealt with.

Ultimately, it was not too annoying of a battle, assuming there were no reinforcements coming.

And Celestia had her Dream Eater Komory Bat fighting its Nightmare opposite. Inside her mane. Which looked vaguely psychedelic, as the outlines of the mane jerked violently around while the colors continued to flow serenely.

She allowed her magic to fade as they cleaned through the numbers, or maybe just because concentration was difficult at this point.

York breathed a sigh of relief. It looked like they were almost done; the room was definitely mostly clear. Sparky used his flame to battle one of the last cats in room as York cautiously looked around for signs that there might be a second wave.

Sora's experience with something like this was that the chances of another wave were pretty high. It really depended on what happened when the last of these Nightmares was cleared out.

Hopefully, if there was a second wave, they'd at least have a little time to patch themselves up before it appeared.

Luckily for the group, there is no second wave. The last of the Nightmares dissolve into munny and dream pieces, leaving behind a generous amount of Figments and a handful of Fancies.

When all the pieces are cleaned up, one thing is left on the ground, tucked away in a corner: a single undeveloped photograph.

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