[open dreamdive] no longer human

[thesettingsun]

WHO: You!
WHERE: Shuji's subconscious.
WHEN: August 18.
WHAT: Dreamdiving!
WARNINGS: Depends on how the dive goes, but a likely one is suicide.

[Maybe you weren't even in line of sight of Shuji. Just about everyone has a reason to be out and about on a Saruday afternoon, and nobody wants their day interrupted by the ground falling out from under them. Maybe you don't even instantly recognize that the library entrance you fall into would be part of Shuji's subconscious and not anybody else's.

This is how things ended up for you today, unfortunately. Might as well take a look around and see if you can't spot the man himself.

Locations are in top-levels added as divers enter them.]

Comments

[thesettingsun]

[Compliments from friends, good reviews on his stories, quotes he just finds inspiring... It's the 'this isn't a milestone but this is a good feel' wall.]

[manufactured]

[...That's precious.

Anyway, he has a job to do here, so...]

Do you mind if I borrow some of the ink in here?

[thesettingsun]

Knock yourself out.

[Ink get, alchemist get, that just leaves the book...]

[manufactured]

[...Back out to the main hall, then. Where there are like eight million books jesus h christ this is going to be an adventure, isn't it

fortunately, resident evil. he's used to obtuse shit. obtuse shit is what he does. here's hoping that he doesn't have to play piano because he fucking sucks at it, thanks spencer, but anyway.

he'd noticed that his was near jaeger's, so logically speaking the people who are close to one another would likely be grouped closer together.

john and mista are important enough to be here. possibly, then, if they have books here they would be close to shuji's. let's try looking for them first, shall we? starting toward the front and working back.]

[thesettingsun]

[John and Mista are both here, and they're right at the front front, but Shuji's name doesn't show up in the books around here.

Since he's looking for one book specifically, he might take note: there's an empty space where a book would fit at the very start of the nearest shelf to the entrance.

At least he won't have to look through eight thousand books.]

[manufactured]

[...Okay, that's good to know. That's. That's good to know oh god is he going to have to find a player piano roll in a surgical torture dungeon to unlock the death camp casino's slot machine to get an ant statue to activate a music box to trigger the secret bed-ladder to a carousel, because that bit of word salad is what his world thinks is logical.

Okay. He'll do a quick spot check of the room first to see if he's missing anything immediately out of place, but otherwise he hasn't done anything regarding the door at the back of this room, so. There next.]

[thesettingsun]

[I guarantee there will be no piano puzzles, please have faith in Shuji's subconscious.

To the dining hall!]