TEAM YZMA LOG

[recollecters]

TEAM YZMA

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 two 10TH: Objective 1 closes (8PM EST), Objective 2 posted (9PM EST) | Objective 2 Part 2 17TH: Objective 2 closes (8PM EST), Objective 3 posted (9PM EST) | Objective 3 Part Two 24th: Objective 3 closes (8PM EST), Final city-wide log posted (9PM EST) Objectives 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.

Comments

[goen]

[ Yato's natural state of being is Hot Mess. Efficiency is not in his blood... He shoves more body parts over and claims a vial!! ]

Yeah. I guess this must be it. This is a pretty tiny tube, though. Guess we should bring back a bunch.

[glaciers]

[On one hand, gross.

On the other... an actual hand.

This place is terrible.]

We'll have to search the body parts... for them.

[He'll pull out one vial from his current pile.]

That's two.

[goen]

[ All these body parts remind Yato of how he first met Shouto in person... Good times.

Shove shove shove. Yato gives zero fucks about the mess he's making. If he pushes piles off the conveyor belt, at least he'll know for sure which ones haven't been searched. ]

So this is proof positive that this is where all the monsters are coming from, huh? But that lady knew English. So does that mean she used to be... y'know, full human?

[glaciers]

[Just how does Yato define good times?!]

Apparently, the doctor's been using people for parts...? I don't know if this is necessarily where the con monsters came from. There could be more than one of these labs.

... She said she went in because of nerve damage. I think Dr. Vanderweele experimented on her and now... now she looks like that.

[goen]

Could be she was already some kind of bird lady to begin with. She didn't seem unhappy with being a bird lady, just being trapped here.

[ shove shove shove vial shove ]

Worst things to be than a bird, I guess. Flying's gotta be a nice perk.

[glaciers]

She also seemed out of it. Maybe she's been stuck like that for too long.

[He'll pick at the piles he's "rescued" and fight the urge to burn it all right now. The vials probably won't survive that.]

I'd rather not be a bird. Personally.

[goen]

[ He shuffles over so that he can talk to Shouto better. ]

Yeah? Then what would you be?

[glaciers]

[Shouto's still preoccupied with the search for vials, so he misses Yato coming closer as he pulls another one out of a pile.]

I think Eijun said I was a cat.

I'm alright with that.

[goen]

[ eeeeee they're having a friend-type discussion!! with friend-type positioning!! ]

A cat, huh? Not bad. Cats are king around here. You'd get people feeding and taking pictures of you all the time. I wanna be a cat too!

[glaciers]

Food is nice.

[He's pretty fond of most cold foods, cold soba, in particular, is excellent.]

I'd rather not have pictures taken of me. It's annoying, especially when the flash is on.

[Spoken like somebody who has a lot of pictures taken of him.

He'll start picking at the next pile of fur.]

[goen]

[ ... yeah what the fuck shouto ]

Aren't bright lights and pictures kind of your job?

[glaciers]

[It sure is...]

At least movie sets don't have them set to flash.

[goen]

If you don't like that kind of thing, why don't you go into theater or something?

[ Still acting, but less likely to get accosted by paparazzi?? ]

[glaciers]

Television and movies tend to pay better unless you're in Broadway. Also, it's steadier work if you can get hired as a reoccurring or main character.

[goen]

... Can't argue with that.

[ And Yato is content to fall into companionable silence since they should probably focus on finding these vials.

Doot doot doot doot DONE they find an assload. Yato carefully stuffs some down his kimono sleeves... ]

This is probably enough. Still wanna check out that last room?

[glaciers]

[Shouto's a reasonable enough teenager. And even if he hates something, he'll deal as long as he's being paid.

Or if it gets him out of this awful place.]

We're already here. We might as well keep looking around.

Maybe there's a clue for the other doctor in the last room.

[goen]

Or maybe it'll be full of spider people!

[ ... Yeah, okay. Either way off they go to the last door, room #1:

In room one, they're going to find an empty hospital/recovery room! It's similar to the room the harpy was in, except this one is much more stale and empty. It's clear that the room hasn't been cleaned or dusted in years, and they'll find papers dated back at least 50-something years ago. There's a vase of dead, dried flowers and rotten water on a bedside table and the sheets are stained with blood and other various stains. There are also rips/clawmarks in the bed that may or may not have come from our harpy friend. There's also a patient chart for a Ms. Abigail Hart, age 56, checked into the hospital around that same time period for nerve repair surgery.

It feels a little eerier here, what with the stuffiness and the horror vibe. Yato rests a hand on his sword as he pokes his head in and cautiously enters. He'll be heading over for a closer look at the damage to the bed. ]

[glaciers]

... No more of that, please.

[The moment they get into this room Shouto takes a step back. This is somehow worse than the place with the dozens of limbs. This feels like a place somebody's died. But don't hospitals always feel a little bit like that anyway...?

Shouto picks up the patient chart-]

Abigail Hart, 56. Checked in for nerve... repair... surgery...

[Oh no.]

[goen]

[ O...h.... Yato grimaces. ]

Guess that answers my question.

[ He moves to snatch up some of the other papers lying around and meets back up with Shouto. ]

All of these are decades old. Has she really been here for that long? She's pretty spry for a centenarian.

[glaciers]

[That makes two of them.]

Are you sure it's decades? Did you find something else with a time stamp on it?

... Maybe the surgery did something to her? More than what's visible, I mean.

[goen]

If this doctor figured out how to beat old age, he's really been holding out on the rest of the world...

[ He squints and shuffles through the papers. Then he squints over at the patient chart. ]

It says there that she checked in ages ago too. I wonder how long she's been alone.

[glaciers]

I don't think anybody wants to turn into a harpy monster.

[He looks at the patient chart a little longer before looking away.]

She attacked us when we approached.

It's probably been a long time since anybody's visited her.

[goen]

[ Hmm... Sad, but ultimately unrelated to their mission. It's not like they can force Abigail to leave if she doesn't want to. Yato gives the room one last sweep before deciding there's nothing else left for them. ]

Well, we should get this orange stuff back to everyone. Anything else before we go?

[glaciers]

...

[He doesn't think Abigail can leave, she didn't attack until they tried to get into the room and then after that, she didn't follow.

It looks like they're done.]

I think we're done. Unless you want to take anything else from here.

[goen]

[ Hrmm. Well, he pockets some papers. If they end up having to hang around a waiting room for days again, some paper to doodle on can't hurt. ]

Nope. Let's go.