OOC: CST here, you likely knew that. And I am in no way around on a daily basis, along with work hours that shift week to week. This week, I'd be around Monday and Wednesday, but I figure I'll just be upfront on the screwy hours, if you'd rather not have me in it I perfectly understand tbh.

OOC: if I remember correctly you are usually around at either 10 or 12 PM for about 4-6 hours. I said A time, not this one. Ideally everyone would kind of group up based on availability time and I could do this at varying times as I am now on summer break and have a much wider availability time

So it starts now ?

(guess so) better get my shotgun and do some paranormal sh-t

OOC: technically it starts when I get home in 30 minutes, if you actually plan to join you would post your intro and the requested information, preferably before then but during is fine while any of the 3 locations are open

And so 6 (me) decided to check the Gym first sawn-off & flash light in hand at that time

Okey ( Ness memes everywhere)

OOC: Quite right, sleep is for the weak and all so yeah I can do late even when I have work. In that case, I shall take part. A red and blue blur rushes through the air, he'd sling web lines onto various trees as he moves through the park. After looking down for a moment though, he'd note that the grass seems to be dying off... Weird, and may be dangerous. So he drops down to the ground, looking around for anything that might be out of place. "Geez, this place is weird but I didn't expect things to randomly die off for no reason. Might have to call Mr. Stark if things get too dicey, but for now, it's just a preliminary investigation into something a bit odd right?" Who knows, maybe if he gets lucky he can actually get through things without being attacked or anything. Either way, after searching for a bit he'd spot the glowing runes on a tree. Of course, he's got no clue what it's doing beyond a general guess that it's to blame for this... And that it reminds him of the runes Luard had drawn on the counter at GYM. "I just wonder, is he behind this? Sure as heck hope not, I kinda liked that guy so here's hoping he isn't planning anything dangerous to others."

[redacted] 6 suddenly cried out rembering infinity warwhich he saw yesterday

He then sipped a weak beer to forget the pain

And also started je--ing -ff

(in private)(of course)

He stopped (you Kno)

Calm down with the excessive posting. Be Concise please. Also leave spoilers out of threads that don't call for them.

OOC: I'm usually online until 10:30-ish EST. IC: Seems like some weird shit is going down all around Nexus-Tokyo. Rosie finds herself in Shibuya following an attack on an undisclosed battling complex in which she barely escaped. To make matters worse, she failed to retrieve a rare gem rumored to be imbued with one of mankind's seven deadly sins seeing as how a spiteful ally grabbed it first. Not that any of it matters now; she should probably investigate the park seeing as how the mall and GYM have closed their doors for the evening. "Holy shit," she says upon seeing the life sucked out of the park. Her eyes suddenly flicker over to a glowing red light surrounding the lone survivor of the madness- a random tree by the lake. "I remember now... He was here when I went to visit that girl from the camp. One of the guys rumored to have been assigned to bring my client back from the dead."

OOC: Can't edit out the "Nexus-" part of "Nexus-Tokyo." Thanks, Phansite bugs!

(sees Rosie) "hey sexy wassup" and totally hits on her he moved away from the GYM as it was closed

OOC: and immediately two people with 100% incompatible hours pair up, this is a wonderful sign. Not that its actually a problem, should be able to finish it with the Monday and Wednesday time slots IC: 6th has provided literally none of the information I have requested, making me wonder if he even read the first post. Probably not. There almost seems to be a force repelling Rosie and Parker away from the tree, though the runes otherwise don't seem to react to their presence. If anything, it seems to grow brighter while the world slowly wilts around it.

Ok where am i

IC: [i]6th has provided literally none of the information I have requested, making me wonder if he even read the first post. Probably noti] my bad I didn't

OOC: If you can't bring yourself to read the first post, odds are the RP isn't going to interest you. That's a nice general rule to follow

I've available 9-11 on week days & 6-9am &8-10 Eastern

OOC: You're gonna have to be patient, as you may have noticed, most of us put effort into posting, so it takes more than half a minute. Also you forgot to mention time zone

He attempts to shrug the feeling off, aiming to force himself closer despite anything that the runes might be doing to his mind. He'd then glance toward Rosie for a moment, looking at her curiously. "Oh hey, it's you again... Well, seems like we'll be working with each other for at least a bit. Sorry, we got off on the wrong foot last time, and I'm sure we've both got better things to do than bicker right. With that, he'd smile under his mask. Mechanical lenses of the thing showing his "eyes" widen a bit. Regardless, the web-slinger does his best to press onwards and examine the set of runes in front of him if he's able to get in range.

Then some normal person walks up and says "what might be you all doing at this time of night?* And then pulls out the pre aformentioned shotgun, holding it by the barrel loading it

Did u get what u needed?

OOC: Well this is going swimmingly, I am starting to wonder if Rosie knows what "preferably at least 4 hours at a time" means. Because its not 10:30 eastern yet and they have totally vanished. IC: Parker moves closer to the runes, though they never seem to become more legible, its from a language not of their world, and as such no amount of fancy tech will translate it. Not with such a small sample anyways. As he pushes closer, it stops trying to repel him, only for the runes to seem to suck him in instead. In the blink of an eye, the runes vanish, as does the park around him Instead, Parker finds himself in a massive library, easily two stories tall, lined with hundreds if not thousands of books. There is only one place to rest between the many shelves, a single desk in which a single person sits, an old-fashioned quill pen in his hand as he makes notes. All that can be told of them from Parker's position behind him is their long, dark cloak drawn tightly about them, even though it seems rather warm if anything. cloaked man: Lets see.... Not likely... Seems there's never enough time in the world.

OOC: Forgot to actually update for Sixth, missed the time zone thing you mentioned IC:From Sixth's point of view in the park, Parker seems to be standing there a few feet away from the tree, just staring at it.

Yells loudly" what y'alls doing there!?" *holds gun* *points flashlight* he also yells confused "who you lookin' at? Moves towards and taps Parker

Pete would look around, this place is crazy... But what's there to do about it? He'd glance toward the coated man, a slightly wary look under his face as he beings to speak in his usual snarky manner. "So, this is some crazy library inside of a magical rune that drains life from the things around it? Please tell me that my body isn't slowing become like the plants outside as I'm in here or something, that would really mess up my plans for the night." Even as he speaks, the boy would begin looking around the room for anything odd. Vision switching into thermal for a moment as well, just to try and see if anything stands out on that spectrum.

OOC: if Parker is gone 6 will touch the tree rune

The cloaked man doesn't seem to notice Pete, whether they are simply preoccupied or can't hear him at all. Once Peter switches to thermal, it might show out that absolutely nothing gives off a detectable range of heat, rather, its more like the whole area is cold as ice. That is, everything except a girl maybe half his side, with long, grey hair and a similarly plain grey dress watching him from behind a bookshelf. When he speaks up, the girl blinks, stepping out from their hiding spot, her voice sounds a bit more mature than one might expect from one her age Girl: "You're new... Its supposed to just be me and master Luard." The girl steps closer to Parker, curious, and exclaims Girl: "Dressed really weird too. Never seen anything like it in my life." The cloaked man perks up, as though just hearing the girl, he sighs and shakes his head, before piping up almost absentmindedly in his gruff voice. Luard?: "What are you going on about now Branwen, if you're going to speak speak up, I can hardly hear you." The girl covers her mouth to keep her initial reaction hidden, before shouting back to Luard? Branwen: I... Its nothing. Just a spider. Surprised me is all. back outside the tree, Parker doesn't respond, its like he can neither see nor hear 6 at the moment

Just a spider, hah good joke. He could almost get along with this girl, maybe. If she isn't trying to kill people or something. Either way, since she hasn't shouted he's here he'd speak to her in a low voice. "Sup, so then I guess you work with Luard? I met the guy out in the real world a bit ago... But I can't say that I was expecting his magic to do anything like this... And oddly there's no heat in this place, almost makes me wonder if it even exists. Or maybe it's just in our minds?" Could his body still be out there? That sounds unlikely in theory, but there's a nagging feeling in the back of his head. Not Spider-Sense, but more like a gut instinct that something could happen. "Anyway, you're entirely right about me being a spider and all. A spider who's very curious about magic that drains life from plants, and moreover if it will do the same to innocent people."

(Better join the plot) punches Peter then the tree

The young girl nods towards the end of Peter's little talk, waiting for her chance to speak up Branwen: "Its... A bit more complicated than that. I never finished training, so I only know the basics. To us, Magic is to manipulate the forces of life, and in a way everything's alive. I... It can work on people, to some extent, but he'd ne....." The girl is interrupted when the cloaked man, apparently annoyed, looks back up and turns around, their cold grey eyes look straight through Parker, almost like they can't register him. They seem to be fairly young, maybe in their twenties Luard?: "Why are you just standing there? You're supposed to be practicing." Branwen: "S... Sorry sir" Luard?: "Don't apologize, get moving. Learn the language so we can move on to the next part of training." Branwen bows to her master, whispering to Peter as she walks by him Branwen: "Anyways. This is a memory of mine.. Can't imagine why the younger one's using it..... We'll probably see another soon enough." Just as she says it, the scene rapidly shifts to another focus, this time, Luard? Stands off to the side of a small room while the girl, maybe a year or two older, sits at the edge of a circle, runes similar to the ones from the tree inscribed around the edge. Within the circle sits a small, metal cage containing a lively, squeaking mouse. The girl takes a deep breath, palm in the middle, and... Nothing, no lights, no action, nothing. The older Luard sighs Luard: "Nothing at all? You can draw the circuits, memorized the language, have more than enough potential, and have accomplished less in a year than I did in two months. Clean up the mess, if that's all you're good for." Done watching, the older Luard opens a nearby door, shaking his head as he walks out and leaving Peter alone with the girl and mouse for a time.

How about me

OOC: According to the schedule you gave me, you fell asleep an hour ago

He'd never... Luard wouldn't do that huh? He really wants to buy that, and part of him thinks he should just ask how to leave this place. But he can't write things off so easily. "Everything's alive in a way huh, so then nothing is gonna happen... Question, Branwen was it? Why haven't you ever shown up outside this place?" Seems a bit odd, that he's never seen her around before. But then again he doesn't know everyone who exists, still... "And man, Luard seems like he's kind of a jerk to you. Ever thought about not taking that? I get that he's your teacher and all, but geez my mentor isn't that bad to me." He raises his hand up to his chin, hmming to himself as he wonders why exactly these runes would lead to some girl's memory. "Anyways, uh call me Spider-Man. And I guess I'd like to know what exactly this place exists for, and why some runes draining life from plants lead to it, and also maybe how to leave it if possible."

Oh well, I intend to at least do something to advance myself.

Could I finally hit Peter/the tree?!

OOC: Well 6, then I would suggest if people ask for a schedule you don't openly lie about it. Cuz that's kinda lame. IC: Branwen shakes her head, kneeling by the mouse's cage and opening it, letting the small creature go free. It hesitates for a moment, before running off to some dark corner Branwen: "Why am I only here....? I'll... Let you figure that one out for yourself. I never really had a choice as far as masters was concerned though. Fortunately I get fired soon... Feels strange saying it like that." Branwen puts one finger on her chin, pausing for a moment before sighing Branwen: "If I were to guess I'd say he used part of my life essence as a sort of trap for those who intended to interfere with... Whatever they're doing... Though I had hoped he thought more of me than that...." Branwen grins, looking to where the mouse scurried off to Branwen:"Of course not, a wizard can only think of others as tools, otherwise.... you saw how well I did. It seems our time is probably running low, but perhaps I'll see you again sometime. good luck. And try not to hate the young Luard too much, alright?" With that, the memory fades, leaving Peter back to his body, right beside the old, faintly withering tree. He feels more exhausted than before, but is otherwise untouched

OOC: I've got to be up pretty early tomorrow, so I'll stop posting for tonight, feel free to post yourself and I'll see if anyone else is around in the morning, ideally there would have been three separate groups, but hey, whatever happens

OOC: looking back over my notes it occurred to me this has waaay too much of what amounts to infodumping, might make a decent book, not much for RP, as such, consider this scrapped, and I guess if I do end up writing a book I’ll mention it or something.