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Post by dAmIaN? on Aug 1, 2019 8:13:37 GMT -6
As Corbin dipped back, he would find the glitchy hall was... gone.
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Post by Corbin Corax on Aug 1, 2019 14:00:26 GMT -6
you think I'm showy but i'm not at all The glitchy hallway was gone? And so was Henry... ...Oh no. I didn't miss him, did I? I couldn't have! Unless he was in a memory when I flew by..? Or maybe he did flake and the missing hall is just coincidence... Or he could very well be stuck in there, doomed to roam the hall forever and a day.
"I swear to god...Henry! Where the ever loving HELL are you??" Quoth the Raven. ...Did I yell caw loud enough?
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Post by dAmIaN? on Aug 1, 2019 14:32:30 GMT -6
He appearedbin the memory looking around right as a door slammed ahut along with loud female screaming. Ine he recognized now to be damian. He turned to see the woman singing before giving to a prayer. He scoffed at how pathetic she looked. As if magic was worth everything in the world. He can explain explicit it was hell. Growing tired the petry seen he turned leaving out the way he came. Looking once more at the memory choices.. none seem too interesting but.. one had to explore to find the answer 4south next.
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The next door opened with a slight creek to what looked like a hospital wing. The exit was locked behind him, the hall turning sharply after the first room, which looked to be a rec room of sorts. Around the corner was a sort of kitchen area to the left, a room to the right with heavy door and a bolted down bed like an asylum room. The rest of the rooms were all bedrooms, but the glass was barred on the outside.
Inside the kitchen room sat a younger Damian in her mid teens, an air of exhaustion hanging over her. She seemed to be picking at her tray of rather plain looking food alongside a few other kids of varying ages. A nurse walked in, handing them all pills to take, which they did. The information flowed into Henry. This was a wing of the hospital meant for mental health patients. She wanted to go home, but had to stay, to get better. Manic depression... the label hung heavy over her head, and she hated the medication, never helped. She seemed to smile though as they went into the rec room, o e of the guys rapping out an impressive bit of freestyle at an insane pace. She didn't like rap, but she still found it pretty amazing, felt bad that someone so skilled was stuck here. Apparently they were all going to be taken to movies soon. She wondered if people would notice, would gawk and think "here come the crazy kids". Didn't want to go, but she was so damn tired of being cooped up in here, unable to keep in touch with her real friends... ---- The door creaked opened and he found himself in some sort of location he didny quite recognize.. but soon came to realize exploring past the kitchen to thebroom it was an aslyum of sorts. They had thede in their world? Or was damian locked in one feeding off the energy. Like some phobians. He explored a bit more but the place seemed more open.. more of a trap than what he was used to. Theu apoke of the movies but the information flooding into him from goodness where... spoke that damian cared not for that but was more upset about the medicene.. he wondered type a poison or trap. Then he came to realize there was no place like this in gravity falls... it truly was outside his world, this was her world. She was much younger as well, such a life. He shook his head trying to sink the information and thoughts pouring in, opting insteas to leave going back down the hallway.. daring to explore deeper pst all the mark doors... none of them seemed to be what he needed... all little distractions or a way of guilt tripping. Perhaps stopping even his plans.
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Post by Henry Jackson on Aug 10, 2019 12:48:49 GMT -6
Henry heard Corbin call out, he followed the voice back down original hallway. Managing to successfully reach Corbin. "di-dis you get it?" he asked looking around attached herewith bewly more empties focused hallway.. still finding the creeping darkness not quite comfortable
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Post by Corbin Corax on Aug 11, 2019 20:18:49 GMT -6
you think I'm showy but i'm not at all ... ... ...Oh god was he dead??
Nope, there he was. For the first time, I was actually happy to see that phobian. "Yep. The location is a nearby ranch. It'll be easy for me to find it. Once I do, you just have to drag Res over and get them to go back in time! Victory is so close and hey you don't look too good." With a flap of my wings, I jumped up and landed on his shoulder- careful not to puncture his suit lest his limited edition mahogany trimmed Louis Vuitton suit get the tiniest hole in it.
"Seen something you shouldn't have I presume? We got what we need, so we can get out of here if you're too uncomfortable." I rested my head on top of his hat. I wasn't a certified therapy animal by no means, but who can resist the comfort of a fluffy bird such as me? Trick question; there's no one.
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Post by Henry Jackson on Aug 11, 2019 20:54:07 GMT -6
A ranch? A ranch brought on the greatest disaster in Gravity Falls History? American History? Their Home History? Maybe too far, he had to bet heartless were still top. At least he thought so, the Romans were not quite satisfied with how things fell. He gave a small silent nod at the Requires Res right on after, "Yeah I'll text her right away...." He looked partially into the distance calculating just how they were suppose to get out of here. The Bird Jumped on him, he didn't quite think of it ruining his clothes... No he was distracted by the guilt of not sharing the truth of what he stored away. He shook it off, after all part of the reason he'd came here. Even Damian said it Herself.
The bird commented on its worry, about it... And to leave if the world made him too uncomfortable, before resting its head. He pushed the thoughts down, all the guilt... After all.. Everything he had gone through, the world should be his as well. Walking more down the hallway, finding the presence... comforting still the bird fault he was here first place, just throwing that out there. Reaching the ending he looked up, the hat shifting slightly. "Any idea how to escape? We're still imprisoned by that liquid tar above... " Maybe there was a backwards boat? Some other door that was also an exit? Maybe Dreamrealm had an emergency exit, in case of silver fires.... or something. Well he could try creating a Roman designed pillar.... maybe punch a hole... Then there was always the diamond... If only he had dream manipulation, or something. "Just try to user your power, we're in the realm of infinite Mana.... Just change it to rain or something..." The mumble complaint escaped his throat, it was very clear he was tired... Completely tired of this place, this quest, this overall world.
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Post by dAmIaN? on Aug 29, 2019 23:05:01 GMT -6
As the pair exchanged chatter and ideas, Henry would feel a sudden pull to a direction. To one side stood a tiny hall that had not been there before, had it? Or simply easily missed, perhaps. The walls a dark wood texture, but lit with a somber but also pleasant blue glow. It had a more neat appearance to it, a more pleasant air. Most of the doors were tied with unfamiliar strings, and a few familiar, and seemed in even less order than the other halls, with larger 'patches' of emptiness where doors should have been. Happier memories, but so many lost over time. At the very end, one blank umlabled door stood adjar. Along the hall were neatly labled signs for each memory. Glass orbs lit up when passed with silver flames.
'One last adventure', 'Best Gift', 'Field Trip', 'GGJ', 'Grad Party', and many more. Would they linger a little longer, or simply take their leave of this place? Assuming they tried to simply leave, Henry would feel another, almost protesting tug towards that first door, 'One Last Adventure'..
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Post by Henry Jackson on Sept 2, 2019 17:49:33 GMT -6
Something was off... He didn't notice at first, panicked trying to figure a way out.. but something was definitely not right with himself. He felt something pulling, his face contorted attempting to figure it out... Till it dawned on him, through a couple questionable almost feminine movements.. It changed with direction.. His emerald eyes flickered to a small blue glow, knew... That was it.. He dared approach closer, however very very slowly with his finger held up as if that'd stop any of corbin's movements or questioning. It was but more... Memory.... He shook his head, "Tricks, we need to leave now!" There did seem an odd shaken edge to his voice, as if a small guilt lurked beneath but quickly smothered out. Though the pull only grew, specifically to the door...closest entrance of this newly formed hallway. What did it even mean... Whatever it was in his gut he felt it definitely didn't have quite the happiest of titles and his presumptuous ass just did what it did best. Avoid the Problem, hope another solved it.
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Post by Corbin Corax on Sept 2, 2019 23:03:01 GMT -6
you think I'm showy but i'm not at all I watched him pull out his phone and start texting. ...When did Res get a phone? Or any technology, really, aside from that fire hazard of a TV. Best not to think about it; Henry was in contact with them and that's all that mattered.
"Forgot about that tar." That was a thing, wasn't it? Luckily enough I had Weirdness Manipulation and, as Henry mentioned, this was technically my domain! Buut there were a few kinks about that plan, the main problem being actually using that magic. Not that I couldn't, I just...preferred not to use it. you know?
I stared up into the "sky", quietly debating what I could do here. What anything I do here effect Damian? Or is the mana pool here separate and I can take all that I need? Or is the-- "Jesus-- Okay, okay, one exit coming up!" His head shake knocked me off his shoulder. In my skillful descent back down to the ground, I happened to notice a few more doors to the side. This place was just full of surprises, wasn't it? But we got what we came here for, no point in overstaying our welcome. Especially with how shaken up Henry looked..
I landed a few feet away from Henry. That should give me more than enough room to shift, right? ...Eh. He had legs, he could move if he needed. I quickly shifted into my true form, taking a few steps to the side to center myself in the room. Would this actually work? Who knew, but it was better than nothing! Worst came the worst, only one of us has to get to the surface. Then these games can end. "Hop on when you're ready, Henry, then we'll head out."
Although Corbin didn't notice, Henry would definitely notice the new features of the ravens form. He was bigger and more colourful than before; vibrant purples and yellows highlighted more parts of his body and his tail feathers gained new, eye-like patterns. One of the most prominent changes was the new pair of wings, just as big and grand as the other two. A result of the mana from the mindscape? A result of his determination? Or something else entirely? In any case, he seemed powerful and more than capable of bursting through that inky sea!
...assuming, yknow, nothing happens.
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Post by dAmIaN? on Sept 3, 2019 3:30:09 GMT -6
The door that Henry seemed to step towards cracked open. Just a touch, enough for sound to flow out. A sound of laughter, a small shout, a crackle and pop. Some unfamiliar, young voice calling a name. "Mah..." It sounded... much more pleasant than the other memories so far. If Henry got close, if he dared to open it, he wouldn't be pulled in like the others, perfectly safe to stand at the door and watch the contents without leaving the hall.
If he dared to open the door he would find a much younger looking girl with her usual dark hair dyed a dirty blonde, travelling through some kind of small abandoned buildings cement yard of sorts with four others; a short haired blond in more masculine clothing with bright blue eyes, a longer haired equally tomboyish taller girl next to a more feminine twin, and a heavier set brunette with a warm smile. All in their preteens as they crossed towards a long strip of duplexs, Damian smiling wide as she spoke. "That was an awesome movie, I'm really going to miss you guys." One of the twins grinning back at Damian. "We're gonna keep in touch, right?" "Yeah for sure. Just... it's pretty far..." Damians smile almost fading when the shorter haired waved them over. "Hey Maria, hangon! One last surprise!" Damian- or apparently 'Maria?' - looked wary, watching only to light upnas the shorter haired pulled out a small cylinder and got to work with a few rocks. She laughed, pulling out a small camera. "Oh god Leo, you're crazy!" Yet she was grinning as Leo lit the small firework, even laughing after it had fallen over and zipped by mere inches from Damian. The video recorded was nothing but darkness, a streak of light, and laughter, but something filled with good memories. And that's what this hall was. A small selection of the best memories set aside with purpose.
However that all depended now if they'd be seen further. Carrying through with trying to fly out would lead to no resistance. The opposite, in fact, as they would find an opening like a tunnel open for them once they'd try to fly out, leading them straight out. An opening lined with silver flame...
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Post by Ginger on Sept 17, 2019 22:55:17 GMT -6
Sound began to escape the crack like a melodous unfocused sound, the voices seemed to change growing louder growing easier to understand. Henry choose not to focus on them, but still he heard the moments of loud shouts. By the time a bang of firework had sounded, the demon was transformed into a magnificent creature. Much unlike itself, one could easily believed the sound had unlocked secret potential, not that the ass cares for any of this. No, his mind was too focused on leaving this thing's domain... Complete the task at hand. Funny, he was asked to join. Not the one who created the idea.
Climbing on the bird he hanged on for dear life, should Corbin take flight fighting through the goo.
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