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| Fera | Oct 18 2010, 04:54 AM Post #1 | ||||
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The Best Hero
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[Spelunker Room 3, B1] [18/10/2010, 2133 hours] As Sofia wrote down the last of the note, she looked at the spread of items on the table near the entrance. Three items were placed on the table, along with a set of black-and-white striped clothes. The items were psyche-enhancement accessories, two of them bought off a sale at the Velvet Room, and one received from the Principal herself. She exhaled briefly, thinking back to the events of the day. Four people were coming tonight to explore the deepest recesses of her dreams. Of course she felt nervous, who wanted people walking around their head? Still, it was necessary, Sofia told herself, and steeled for the event. Dressed in the school's uniform as per certain regulations, she sat down on one of the beds. Looking at the red-brown pillow, she took a deep breath, and laid her head on it. Pulling up the blanket, she tucked herself in, and closed her eyes. "Good night..." she told herself as she fell fast asleep. And on the table near the entrance, a small note was written in a neat print, accompanying the items that Sofia had laid down.
[Items for Borrowing]
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| Storyluv | Oct 18 2010, 04:52 PM Post #2 | ||||
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Life's no fun without a good scare
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Ten o'clock, right on time. Tristan glanced at his watch, he had arrived about ten minutes early, so had hung out in the hall until the appointed time. Needless to say he was rather nervous, excited, but . . . he had never done this before. Tristan entered the room. It seemed he was the first to arrive, but he immediately noticed Sofia already asleep in one of the provided cots. Tristan walked across the room to stand beside it and peer down at her. He could see the movement of her eyes darting behind her eyelids, lips parted, strange grey hair falling across her face. She was at least in REM sleep by now. "See you soon Sofia," Tristan whispered. He was about to lay down, then noticed some objects on the table across the room. He went to that instead, read the note, and studied the objects provided. After some contemplation, Tristan took up the Principle's toy, that would be useful, as for the rest . . . well he would let the other three decide on those. He wasn't exactly sure how they worked, so it would probably be best to leave them be for now. Alright then, time to go. Tristan removed his green uniform jacket and left it on the table. He rolled up the sleeves of his white button-up shirt, and loosened his dark red tie. Comfortable now, he settled himself onto one of the cots, remaining on top of the sheets. Tristan closed his eyes and steadied his breathing, clearing his mind of thoughts of what lay ahead. A fussy half-sleep came over him, sound and smell dulled away, and Tristan fell into the ether. |
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| MagicCereal | Oct 19 2010, 02:29 AM Post #3 | ||||
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While not quite on time, Leslie managed to enter the chamber at around 10. Maybe 10:02 or 10:03. She would've checked, but she forgot to bring her watch. Then again, who would bother checking the time in a place like this? "So, this is the Spelunking Chamber...it's less creepy than I expected." Of course, any words she said to herself would be hushed and nearly inaudible; she had noticed that two of the beds were occupied. Another thing she managed to notice was the notice, which she gave a quick read. "That's actually kinda nice of her...now, which one do I want?" After a moment of thinking, she decided to take the watch, since she hadn't brought her own. As she put it on, she could help but feel a little angry for some reason. Probably didn't mean anything, though. With that settled, she probably should go ahead and join the other two in unconsciousness. She hopped into one of the beds, though she made sure to take her shoes off first, before she forgot in the excitement. Surprisingly, despite being nervous about spelunking for the first time, she was extremely tired. Running around all afternoon wiped her out. Hopefully, she wouldn't...take too long...to fall...asleep... ...Zzz... (EQUIPPED: Spy Wristwatch) |
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| Goroke | Oct 19 2010, 03:06 AM Post #4 | ||||
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"Oh, I hope I'm not late!" The clock has struck 10:05, and Monday arrived at the door of the spelunker room with short breath. The thought of going into a psyche has been stuck in her mind all day and it drove her crazy till she realized it was almost time for them to meet. "I'm sorry gu-" She immediately went for the apologetic approach as soon as entered the room, but she was at least able to shut her self up before she could wake the others who was already in there. Clasping her lips with her hand, she slowly circled around the room to see who was in or not. "Sofia's here...Tristian and...Lisa? Laura?...Leslie, yea, that's her name." She was at least happy that she wasn't the last one to arrive, seeing how the red-eyed student still didn't come in yet. Monday noticed the note written by Sofia along with a pair of strange items that was suppose to help them in their psyche trip, a gigantic fist that looked like one of Monday's sibling's toy, and a rather new, referee uniform. Monday took the striped clothe, but kept it folded as she walked towards one of the vacant spelunker. "I just need to go to sleep, right?...N-no biggie." She quietly laid down onto the bed, tightly holding the referee uniform and her black beret close to her chest as she placed the blanket over her body. Monday closed her eyes, hoping that she could fall asleep without any problem, but her anxiety simply prevented her from doing so. "..." After staring at the ceiling for the longest minute Monday has ever experienced, her hand reached for the drawer next to her and took out a single sleep pill, swallowing it without anything to chase it down. "I don't think this thing works..." Monday was on the verge of shoving the hat and the clothes against her face so she could let out a frustrated scream, but the pill worked its magic as she fell a sleep in a blink of an eye... (Equipped: Referee Clothes) |
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| RevivedSin | Oct 19 2010, 03:52 AM Post #5 | ||||
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Simon adjusted the collar of the referee outfit he had bought from Tanaka's sale and fumbled with tightening the pin he had gotten from the Halloween party. Sighing he entered the room and found... he was the last one there. Apparently Sofia had the pleasure to lay out some equipment for the new Spelunkers and himself... not that he needed any of them. "...And the stone flew over the cuckoo's nest," Simon mumbled to himself, making himself comfortable in the last bed and turning the machine on. |
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| RevivedSin | Dec 2 2010, 11:52 PM Post #6 | ||||
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"..." Simon came to and looked around, sighing as he found that everyone was... still asleep. He was the last to arrive and the first to wake up, how very odd. Scratching the back of his head, he wondered what he should do, before shrugging and asking for some pen and paper from a guard. With a little surprise, the guard provided said items and the asian shrugged and wrote down a message before laying it on the table where Sofia had lain out the items from before.
Satisfied, Simon nodded his head before heading off. |
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| MagicCereal | Dec 3 2010, 12:37 AM Post #7 | ||||
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With a big yawn, Leslie woke up, noticing that she was now wearing her hockey gear, instead of the school outfit she'd worn earlier. While weird, she was groggy enough that she didn't overly care, and instead hopped out of bed. With a stretch, she walked over, and read Simon's note as she stretched. Hmm, since no one else was up yet, she oughta leave a note, too. And after requesting pen and paper, she did so.
With a second yawn, the athletic girl turned around to make her exit...but stopped, having remembered something. A moment later, she left through the door...but with a certain watch next to her note. (Left Spy Wristwatch for Sofia) |
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| Storyluv | Dec 5 2010, 08:16 PM Post #8 | ||||
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Tristan opened his eyes and groaned. He still felt horribly sleepy. It must have been midnight by now right? Tristan pushed himself up and yawned. The sheets of the bed were in some disarray, and his shirt was wrinkled. His headache was still lingering, but Tristan figured that was just the dream playing tricks on his body. My that was strange . . . Tristan thought. He proceeded to put on his shoes and jacket, deciding he better start heading back to the dorms for actual sleep . . . if indeed there was time for it. He couldn't find a clock in this place. Before leaving, Tristan glanced at Sofia, still in sleep. "Well, we tried, Goodbye Sofia." |
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| Goroke | Dec 6 2010, 05:58 AM Post #9 | ||||
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Monday awoke from the bed, realizing that everyone except Sofia has already left. Taking a quick read through the notes, the girl sighed as she placed all the borrowed belongings back to the table. "...It all felt like a dream." Monday stated as she began to inspect her body of the wounds she suffered inside the psyche world. She stopped and looked down at Sofia, who was still sound asleep, and smiled contently. "I guess she's going to be find from now on..." Since there was no point in waiting for her to wake up, Monday decided to take her leave as she left a single note on the table...
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| Fera | Dec 6 2010, 10:41 AM Post #10 | ||||
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"N-Ne-ehhhh," mumbled Sofia, as she woke up from her sleep. At first, she simply rubbed her eyes and sat up in the bed groggily. Then, after blinking lazily for a few seconds, she realized she wasn't in her usual dorm bed. A start came to her as she frantically looked around to see where she was, until she remembered. Those dreams, those experiences. "More like a nightmare," she mused, scratching her head. She rubbed her eyes some more, and got off the bed slowly. Noticing there wasn't anyone around, she felt a little sad inside. Of course, everyone would've wanted to return to their own beds, but the fact that there wasn't anyone around to greet her waking up... "Well, no use thinking about that now," she interrupted herself. Stretching her limbs about, she got herself back up to full energy, and looked around. Three notes lay around as she roamed, bringing a smile to her face every time she picked up one. Though she wondered why Tristan didn't have one. "Can't have everyone swooning for me, I suppose," she muttered, chuckling. Then, scooping up her belongings, she found a small box near her bed that she hadn't noticed before. "Hm?" "Psyche Uniform 0039 - Underclothes. Ownership: Sofia Langley, 18/10/10," was written on a note inside, along with an interesting set of clothes. Well, if they could be called such. All there was inside was a single white undershirt, and some white panties to match. Sofia couldn't help but think they looked rather cute, if a bit weird. Stashing it with the rest of her stuff, she went for the door, yawning as she went through. "Man, that was some terrible sleep." |
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