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TEAM YZMA LOG
READY: START Team Yzma roster: Carmen Sandiego, Dave Strider, Elizabeth, Emil Vasterstrom, Juzo Sakakura, Lucy/Kaede, Penelo, Seto Kaiba, Shouto Todoroki, Souji Seta, Yato. The city's been under siege for what feels like hours. It's only on August 3rd that you learn it's been a matter of days. Monsters begin pulling Retrospec users through portals left and right, large gaping holes in reality that spit you out in any given location around the city. However, just as you think you're finally getting away, a large blue portal opens and you're snatched up. No amount of fighting and struggling will free you and soon the pressure is too great to ignore. Darkness fills your vision and the last thing you may remember is the sound of thunder... This is the Team Yzma Event Log. You are free to toplevel and thread as you choose on this log, but only team members may utilize this log. Important links to mod toplevels are: Mod Questions & Participation Reporting. Please be aware you are responsible for reporting your own participation & objective completion efforts with links; the moderators will try to keep up with threads, but as we are currently running several teams with participation, we require you to keep us up to date! Please read each of the toplevels and instructions!
The schedule for Team Yzma is as follows: 3RD: Objective 1 posted (9PM EST) | Objective 1 part twoObjectives will be given in mod toplevels to this post with instructions; please check the log currently for Objective 1 to see how this will work. |
WEEK 1 | CABINET | w/DAVE
Do you have a signal? I need to call work. And my mom...
[ He confesses this to Dave quietly, as he pockets his phone again and nods towards the glowy cabinet as they all sort of take a look around. ]
Dirk and I were looking at some stuff in jars about a month ago in the Retrospec building...
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[ he frowns, trying to figure it out, but none of his apps are working. nothing to connect, anyway. ]
But stuff in jars is kind of my jam - want to check it out? There's got to be a secret lever or somethin' to let us out of the weirdo zone.
[ AND WITH NO CAUTION WHATSOEVER he will go over to the green glowy cabinet. why this. ]
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--Wait.
...Was that...
...Pun intentional?
[ Groan. ]
Okay, come on, I took a lot of pictures so maybe this is where they kept them. Like maybe this is the basement of the building and we've just gotta find the stairs...
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[ IT WAS A GOOD ONE ]
A'ight, let's see, I'm actually pretty familiar with dead shit in jars...
[ collect something less creepy, child. ]
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[ He squints, and then takes pre-inspection pictures of all the little things in the jars with his phone before they crack that baby open ]
Pretty sure I tripped over a dead guy in one.
I wonder how they got us all down here...
i missed it was my turn. oh my god.
[ he tries to find an opening to the cabinet, but. No joy? ]
Hm.
[ WHAT IF HE STARTS TO CLIMB THE SIDE while emil looks at what's in there ]
it's cool!!
I don't think it would have been out in the open like that if it needed to be stored in something poisonous, maybe we should just try to break the glass?
[ He looks over at Dave; he wouldn't try to break it while Dave was still on it. Of course. He's not that stupid. ]
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Why not? Stand back, okay? [ his sword drops into his hand out of his sylladex, and he simply slams the hilt against the glass.
NOTHING PROCEEDS TO OCCUR ]
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[ Emil does in fact stand back, and makes sure everyone else is out of the immediate way for--
--Nothing to happen. ]
Um... Try hitting it harder? Did it even make a crack?
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[ HE
HITS IT HARDER
the glass continues to not shatter.
dave glares at it? ]
Ok, we're gonna have to think outside the box, I guess. Fuck.
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[ He goes to inspect. Not a single, hairline crack. ]
What's this stuff made of?
[ And then he tries to pry it off the back wall. Nope. ]
There's gotta be a way they got stuff in here in the first place....
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[ he pauses, then crouches down. ]
Hey, look at this! There's a key in this skull.
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[ And then he looks down and ]
Oh!
Cool.
I bet someone just dropped it in there. Maybe it'll open something out here...
[ He tries to hit the glass again. No dice. ]
Man...
[ If they can knock it forward, they'd still have to get it up the very front of the case... ]
It won't even budge.
[ KICK ]
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[ he's not THAT skinny. ]
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Or made of rubber.
Or like, really stretchy chee--
--[ A THOUGHT ]
Dave. Dave, handshake me.
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handshake, fist bump, hip check! ]
Can't believe we almost forgot that vital step.
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--Okay.
But, seriously, Dave, I've got it.
I'm turning into milk.
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[ uh. hm. ]
You're what now?
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[ So he extends his hand, and for a second it's just glistening and very pale yellow, but then it starts. Melting. ]
Yeah, I thought it was pretty weird, but... sometimes people get weird powers back, right?
[ He catches his melty hand with the other one and stuffs it back in place until it becomes fleshy again. Which.
Probably why he didn't go straight for becoming milk, as he has no container. And it freaked Emil out at first and he doesn't wanna spring that on Dave. ]
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you know what, he's a homestuck, this is fine? ]
Maybe if we lower you in the top then?
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I'm not sure there's anything tall enough to stand on...
[ Except Dave, but he can't stand on Dave. Dur. ]
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We can drag one of the foldin' chairs over and from there I can kinda...dangle you inside?
[ this is already sounding stupid as fuck, but ok ]
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[ He thinks it over ]
Okay.
[ And starts to drag the chairs and get up on them, are you sure these are stable ]
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i hope everyone glances over to their corner of the room and then just glances away ]
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Which is now cheese. ]
Can you reach the top?
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