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Within the Yunzhou mountain range of the Sleeping Maw continent, there lies a small monastery—nay, a temple, whose existence remains unknown to the world. While cultivators-to-be travel far and wide, seeking fortune and glory at famous clan sects, this hidden corner of the world has caught almost no attention. Though those cultivating here may wish for strength or power, their residence here shows that their desire for strength only goes so far.
Or does it?
The strength of their souls ever growing, their desire for strength ever rising—will they reach their peak among the immortals whose names are etched within history, or shall they fall nameless, as cultivators shall time and time again?


So... Yeah, another try at an RP like this, I guess. The blurb is (admittedly) pretty small, but I have a decent amount of stuff written up on how I want the world to work and all that (and will probably elaborate on that in the future aka the actual IC), so right now I'm just seeing what interest I get for starters before really committing.

Questions/concerns can be thrown be me if you have any, too, I guess.

I guess I'll throw up a form too for those who want to get that done early, then.
*looks around*

So... Er... People alive, then, or should I try just moving ahead to a point where people can move, then?
At the goddess' initial response, Keita held himself back from making the logical comeback—that the program had some inherent flaws in the design or some sort of internal oversight that had resulted in a massive security failure or something of the sort. A lot of shoddily-made programs had that sort of backdoor or accidental problem, and even some larger programs had similar issues in the past (though they were usually patched out soon after they were discovered), so saying as much wasn't particularly wrong by any means. But if letting this girl speak meant drawing out more information (if the apparent detective's questioning was anything to go by), then he was fine with staying quiet for a while longer.

The fact that she had sent the patch out, though, at least answered one of the questions on his mind. The young man still wasn't entirely sure how far he could trust the girl in front of them, but the surreal nature of all these events made it difficult to refute anything at the moment. It sucked, but all he could do for now was...

Wait, if she made the patch, then he could totally get her to explain the dynamics of that godforsaken code! Somehow. Probably. Hopefully?

"...So. USBs, huh? I'm not really sold on the whole 'contact through dreams' thing right now, but I have to ask... Why USBs? Do we just, like... Plug them into our PCs or something? I have a laptop on hand to run whatever's on the—actually, wait, given how crazy this has all been so far, maybe I'd be better off assuming that they aren't just normal USBs, now are they?" he quipped before remembering the groceries on hand. Right.
That was still kind of a problem.

"Hey, uh... Back to my earlier problem. You know we get arrested and fined for shoplifting these days, right? We can't exactly... Uh... 'Help' you if we're stuck in a jail cell, now can we?"

Frankly, that excuse felt like Keita's only way of rectifying the situation at hand... And from having to deal with more problems once this weird mess ended. Ugh.
Since the other group seems to still be discussing things between themselves, I moved what I could. =3=;;
"Okay, I totally get where you're coming from right now, but there's only so far you can charge into danger before you end up having to be saved too, y'know?" Ren sighed, following up on the rest of the group's commentary towards Ayumi's behavior. Reckless behavior in a place like this... Just from playing games alone the young man knew how badly that would end up. Even with that information aside, it had already been made clear that whatever the power of the charms was had an effective range, and, well...

"...In any case, we should try forging ahead with some degree of caution, though; regardless of who's in the group, I'm pretty sure we can't save your friend if we're all battered and bruised from running into... Whatever the hell else lives in this place right now."

Though his words were still a tad cautious, the college student felt that at least some voice of reason would help things along... Kind of.

"Oh, right, you wanted my name again? It's Ren. Amazawa Ren. Yours was... Uh... Yagra, right? I think that was it," he began to mutter as he followed along down the steps of the shrine, hands in his pockets as his eyes flitted around the stalks of bamboo around the path. "And, hey, to be fair, I've never seen something that big rushing at my face before. Fight or flight response, y'know?"

Internally criticizing himself at his own half-assed justification of his behavior yesterday, Ren sighed as he finished the walk down the steps...

Only to see that the path that they were on was some weird amalgamation of rustic paved-stone road and asphalt-driven street. The sight boggled Ren's mind, if only because of how strange it all seemed (was the road paved over or something?), but he decided to wave it off and glanced back and forth. The steps had led to a fork in the road, of course, and the buildings to either side of them seemed to be either old Edo-era buildings or more modern suburban houses... Or something.

"...Okay, the anachronisms here are really weird. I guess that this means that the 'mirror' part of the description kinda fits," he remarked before sighing. "Though, given the current layout of the road here, I'm gonna assume that the layout of the city itself is parallel to Yuzoraku's... Or, well, something like that. I guess that figuring out where your friend was last seen is probably a good start, because we're probably gonna just let fate take the wheel and pick a direction for us, huh?"
@Lonewolf685, @KoL: Ah, yeah, no, I understand, then. And you make pretty fair points, so I'll dial back on that, then.

In regards to the RP kinda stalling again... Yeah, that's a fair point you're making, and I'll see if I can't open up more options for player choice in the future.

(also tbh I wanted to keep that wolf alive for the future for reasons)

But... Yeah, no, I'm sorry for being pointed there. I'll see if I can't also open up more of the world to you guys in the next few sets as well, just to see if you get more motivation to hunt around and stuff.
@Lonewolf685: Not to be rude or anything, but... I'm kinda finding it weird how Margerita isn't as reactive to things involving her Servant's servant's... Er... Antics?

Granted, there are wolves in their face, but Faust seems to be reacting, so I would assume her Master would react? iono.

Also, yeah, sorry, most of this set was just tying up loose ends. =3=;;
Keita's right eye twitched as literally every last of his questions went unanswered. Even for a girl who had adopted the name of the god of the moon (and that aside, Tsukuyomi was traditionally a male name), there was only so far rudeness and apparent contempt could go. Before he could press the matter any further, though, the other people in the area began to speak up as well. Deciding that the matter of groceries meant less at the moment than the apparent spiriting away of the entire grou-

Wait. Hold on. This was related to Strange Gospel? Now things were starting to click.

"...Oi. Don't say stuff like that so carelessly. Putting aside the concept of 'hollow space' aside, you just said that this whole thing was related to Strange Gospel, didn't you?" he asked, the synapses firing off in his head left and right as if they were klaxons blasting out at full force.

This feels really dangerous right now for so many reasons, but I have to ask--!

"So if we're here physically, and that... Thing is related to Strange Gospel, are you telling me that you have something to do with all the people going missing? Are you the one who distributed the app in the first place?"

Though the questions felt marginally accusatory in nature, the programmer couldn't help but be curious. Too many things were lining up far too conveniently for conclusions like this to not be drawn, after all.
Komeiji Satori and Kamijou Touma


"Hm... Yeah, this place is definitely feeling less advanced than Academy City," Touma remarked as the group neared the city in question, nodding his head in false sagacity. "They look like they're just starting to transition out of widespread fossil fuel usage or something, which is... A start, I guess? Though I don't think it feels all that bad in comparison, though..."

"Hm... Well, Old Hell was always full of smoke of some form or another, so I guess fresh air of sorts is a fair change of pace," Satori responded, glancing halfheartedly at Touma as he made his remark before the sudden appearance of a thief caught the two of them off guard. While the young student was still in mild confusion about the entire ordeal, the youkai girl had her gaze trained upon the pickpocket...

Who seemed to be threatening Goldibanne's life with a knife.

Oh, what a terrible mistake that would turn out to be for them.

"Really, now, I swear manners are just a lie at this point," she bemoaned, eliciting a silent glare from Othinus that seemed to scream "hypocrite" in turn. "In any case, I recommend you drop the weapon and leave whatever you stole where it is. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee your safety... Or your sanity."

With a glare, the third eye hanging around Satori's neck glared at the assailant, almost as if looking deep into their soul. It was, of course, attempting to dig through whatever memories they had to pull up whatever traumatic incident of their past that could be of use. Be it an attack or be it blackmail, the result would likely be the same. After all, anything like that would probably be better than being melted alive by molten gold spewing out of a doll. Which in and of itself was a bit of a creepy image when taken out of context, but details.
"Well, I guess that's a—Wait, did you just call me shady again?" Ren asked, taking a double take at the electric girl's declaration to bring him along with her. While he could understand bringing the oni and the okami along (given their fame in Japanese mythos), the young man felt wholly out of place here. At this point, though, he found it better to simply not argue against the flow of the conversation, else that girl's friend might end up stuck in the city of mirrors forever...
Or worse. He shuddered at the thought of what could happen, but instead of backing away from the challenge this time, Ren walked over and grabbed a set of charms, pills, and the description of the only possible girl that could be Ayumi's friend before walking up to the group that had assembled and handing the first two out accordingly. There were another two listings left on the board, but one of them seemed to disappear as if being burnt to ashes before anyone else touched it. Izawa took note of that scene and sighed, but no more.

"Worst comes to worst, I can try to be a pack mule for you guys or something, right?" he half-joked before glancing at the portal again, having not noticed the disappearing description on the board beforehand.

This was really happening, huh?

"Okay. Let's go."

With a deep breath, Ren shook his head and slapped his face to clear his thoughts before walking through the portal.



There was a moment of disorientation as Ren crossed the boundary again, but nothing like that moment of unconsciousness like he had encountered on his first arrival. The skull of the gashadokuro form the night before was still where it had been, which... He couldn't quite say it was neither good nor bad, to be frank, but it was... There. The path down the steps to the shrine was wide open, and seemed to be undamaged regardless of the raging youkai that had scaled them the night prior, but...

"Well, from here on out we're entering unknown territory. We should probably memorize the layout of the place as we go... Unless it ends up being one of those wonky labyrinth-style locations, in which case we're gonna need a lot of thread."

A more sarcastic joke this time around, but given how nothing had changed as of yet, the latter comment seemed incredibly unlikely to be true. Now it was simply a matter of trying to hunt down the missing girl before anything bad could happen to her...
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