[ it's fine. he'll just have to come and find 45 later to thank her personally.
anyways, back out into the hall they go and... okay, even tonbo in his post panic, i'd like to lay down for 2k years stage can see what's happening here. the light cues aren't subtle but it's not like they can really ram a hole through the wall and exit sideways.
can they? ]
.... Perhaps it would be best if I do not open the next door.
[The doors are still there y'all. But the choice is theirs. There's nothing stopping them from entering either, but they will have to pick on their own.]
[ MINAKO..... PLS..... let both weapons guard your squishy human self. ]
We'll be fine together.
[ he quirks a smile at their backs because the power of friendship is real today. but on that note, he once again looks up, scanning the ceiling and walls ]
[Well. Into the storage room we go! And as they enter and the door closes it looks as though they've walked into...a factory of some sort? This room is much larger than it appeared from the outside, shelves and bins and boxes stacked everywhere. There's the sound of some heavy machinery being operated from somewhere in the back, and a rolling ladder for them if they wish to explore higher shelves.
As they walk, their footsteps seem to echo. It seems as though they may be alone once again.
[ ... well, unless minako has things she wants to tell them about, 45 hates this room already, just on principle. she'll take point, putting herself in front of their local squishy human, as she scans the surroundings some more now that they're all actually making their way into the room. ]
Stick close, and don't go rushing off anywhere recklessly.
[Glad Minako is peak chaos already, but there she go...up on the ladder, she'll find what appears to be stacks and stacks of Camp Gatonina t-shirts and tie-die jeans. On occasion though as she digs, she'll find black zip-up hoodies with yellow accents and dark miniskirts. Tonbokiri will be able to see inside the bins and boxes and find things like stickers, pop rocks, glow sticks, hair dye...the kinds of things you can find the camp store. There's also a box ahead of them that says SPARES that isn't quite open.
45 is on her own apparently, but the sound of the machinery sounds a little louder as they go. It almost sounds like the noises you'd hear from an assembly line, but the beginning isn't quite in sight.]
[ she literally just said, but all right. the fact that she's not hearing any active fire is a plus, at least.
they have to go deeper, don't they. and she does, cautiously treading deeper into the too-big room while watching any corners warily. still, despite what happened with tonbokiri, she's not exactly sure what they're supposed to expect from this, so- ]
[ tonbo pokes through the boxes and whatnot, humming in curiosity over the few recognizable items from the store. it gets put aside when spots the `SPARES` box and off he goes, sticking his nose curiously into that too.
[What, indeed. But it's true. Inside the box labeled SPARES are several arms and legs that match what 45 has herself, all tossed in a bit haphazardly among other bits and bobs. Minako won't recognize the clothing, exactly, but I'm sure they're very comfortable! She can use the ladder to scoot her way along the shelves and keep looking if she'd like!
As for 45 though, as she approaches the back of the room she'll come across the source of the loud machinery. An assembly line steadily moves, seemingly putting something together and setting objects aside. There's a pile of rejected, broken-down objects, malfunctioning limbs and pieced that aren't quite right. But off to the other side are several finished UMP45s and UMP9s, all standing and facing 45 almost calmly and all armed with guns.
[ it's dismissive and blank. sorry tonbo, this situation in front of her has her a little bit preoccupied.
she sends the reject pile a brief, cursory glance, for before edging closer to the nearest cover and giving the one (ones?) that addressed her a bland smile. if tonbo and minako were closer, she'd have tried to signal to them somehow to be careful, watch themselves, but as it is, she has to settle for pitching her voice loudly enough to be heard over the ambient noises. ]
My, what a friendly welcome, hm? ♪ Looks like you were expecting trouble, what with all the equipment you have there.
[ she probably can't hack their fire control programs here at all, much less mass hack them like she otherwise would've attempted, but at the very least she can very strongly imply to the other two 'they have guns, don't do anything stupid.'
[ is the instinctive reaction, but then it sinks in - the pitched tone, the "equipment", the fact that 45 is talking to someone besides Minako and Tonbokiri.
Minako slaps her hand over her mouth, as if she can muffle the words that have already left, and hunkers down on her rolling ladder. she's the weakest member of this group, she knows it, so all she can do is make herself less of a hindrance for the others. ]
[ tonbo immediately throws a sharp glance at minako's direction, a clear sign to stay out of sight strong in his expression. otherwise, with a flick of his spear, tonbo stands on guard, eyes warily on the scene in front of them. time to fight some discarded roombas? ]
Are they comrades of yours, 45-san?
[ he doesn't expect so but best to draw their attention to him while she figures out what must be done, right? ]
[A few of the dolls with their guns turn toward Minako, not quite aiming for her but immediately seeking her out. A few others begins to approach Tonbokiri as well but the remaining dolls continue to keep their gaze on 45.]
Oh? And you suppose it's that easy to leave~? Why should it be you?
[ Scheiße, there goes any attempt at keeping minako slightly more hidden. ]
... I don't know. Why should it be any of you? I don't know you, after all. Aren't each of us unique?
[ no they are most certainly not her comrades, tonbo. but come on, now, stay focused on her...
what are they supposed to do with this? stop the assembly line? it's still going... but, no, if this is anything like what happened in the last room... what's the key here? ]
[ well, Minako's definitely not out of sight way up here. still, when the dolls turn, she freezes, hoping that if she's still enough, their gaze might pass over her.
but she really does need to get down so she can find some real cover... with 45 and Tonbo hopefully drawing their attention, she'll slowly, painstakingly start inching back down the ladder. ]]
[ well. the lack of answer answers that. as the few begin approaching tonbo unleashes his big Provoke energy, hoping to cause a big enough nuisance that the few looking for Minako draws away and 45 does what she needs to do ]
What's wrong, too afraid to attack?
[ on the plus side, it's probably for the best he got Nat 20's for this ]
"You." [And it's the only word that's said before the dolls begin to turn, opening fire on all three of them. They'll need to move fast, because they're hardly stopping for anyone and while several of the guns are pointed at 45 herself, others won't let her companions get away.
Maybe Tonbo shouldn't have taunted them either, hm.]
[ well! good thing she was already moving into cover anyway, but now would probably be a good time to break line of sight, bolt to- eventually- regroup with the resident squishy of the group, and try to get around to see if that press can be shut down. if they're mostly focused on her then maybe not immediately charging can scatter or distract them for tonbo. ]
[ oh good, open fire. Minako sucks a breath in sharply, teeth clenched in an effort not to yelp, before she bolts, doing her best to weave in between the various pallets and stacks. she can't fight back like she usually would, she has to evade! and maybe look for an opening to sabotage one of the dolls.
[ you know normally spear vs gun would probably be a bad time but tonbo dives right into the dolls firing upon him, causing a big ol nuisance while he sweeps his blade through the crowds. he's weirdly enough not getting hit despite the bullets flying and his sleeves getting torn up but that's just his big bara energy at play right? right. ]
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anyways, back out into the hall they go and... okay, even tonbo in his post panic, i'd like to lay down for 2k years stage can see what's happening here. the light cues aren't subtle but it's not like they can really ram a hole through the wall and exit sideways.
can they? ]
.... Perhaps it would be best if I do not open the next door.
[ it's all yours, ladies ]
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[ such is the life of a living weapon.
pushes the storage room door open. all right fam, what's visible. ]
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ducks under 45's arm to poke her head into the storage room? hello??? anything on the floor? ]
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We'll be fine together.
[ he quirks a smile at their backs because the power of friendship is real today. but on that note, he once again looks up, scanning the ceiling and walls ]
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As they walk, their footsteps seem to echo. It seems as though they may be alone once again.
What will they do first?]
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Stick close, and don't go rushing off anywhere recklessly.
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Yes, 45-san...
[ there's a pause as she takes the place in...
and heads directly for the rolling ladder, intent on seeing what's up top ]
Is this a warehouse of some kind?
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I would assume so. But it's certainly a strange place to be...
[ a wholeass storage warehouse? in a camp? WEIRD.
anyways, he'll be poking the closest shelves, nosily looking into bins and boxes and whatever else is stacked nearby. anything interesting in there? ]
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45 is on her own apparently, but the sound of the machinery sounds a little louder as they go. It almost sounds like the noises you'd hear from an assembly line, but the beginning isn't quite in sight.]
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they have to go deeper, don't they. and she does, cautiously treading deeper into the too-big room while watching any corners warily. still, despite what happened with tonbokiri, she's not exactly sure what they're supposed to expect from this, so- ]
What do you see up there?
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[ weird! do they look even slightly familiar to anything she's seen? the non-camp ones, at least ]
What do you see down there? Anything interesting happen?
[ like flickering lights or body doubles or...? ]
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......ah. ]
45-san, I believe I found your limbs?
[ what ]
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As for 45 though, as she approaches the back of the room she'll come across the source of the loud machinery. An assembly line steadily moves, seemingly putting something together and setting objects aside. There's a pile of rejected, broken-down objects, malfunctioning limbs and pieced that aren't quite right. But off to the other side are several finished UMP45s and UMP9s, all standing and facing 45 almost calmly and all armed with guns.
Hm. Bad?]
"Why are you here?"
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[ it's dismissive and blank. sorry tonbo, this situation in front of her has her a little bit preoccupied.
she sends the reject pile a brief, cursory glance, for before edging closer to the nearest cover and giving the one (ones?) that addressed her a bland smile. if tonbo and minako were closer, she'd have tried to signal to them somehow to be careful, watch themselves, but as it is, she has to settle for pitching her voice loudly enough to be heard over the ambient noises. ]
My, what a friendly welcome, hm? ♪ Looks like you were expecting trouble, what with all the equipment you have there.
[ she probably can't hack their fire control programs here at all, much less mass hack them like she otherwise would've attempted, but at the very least she can very strongly imply to the other two 'they have guns, don't do anything stupid.'
but to the other dolls she just beams. ]
We were just passing through. Don't mind us.
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[ is the instinctive reaction, but then it sinks in - the pitched tone, the "equipment", the fact that 45 is talking to someone besides Minako and Tonbokiri.
Minako slaps her hand over her mouth, as if she can muffle the words that have already left, and hunkers down on her rolling ladder. she's the weakest member of this group, she knows it, so all she can do is make herself less of a hindrance for the others. ]
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Are they comrades of yours, 45-san?
[ he doesn't expect so but best to draw their attention to him while she figures out what must be done, right? ]
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Oh? And you suppose it's that easy to leave~? Why should it be you?
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... I don't know. Why should it be any of you? I don't know you, after all. Aren't each of us unique?
[ no they are most certainly not her comrades, tonbo. but come on, now, stay focused on her...
what are they supposed to do with this? stop the assembly line? it's still going... but, no, if this is anything like what happened in the last room... what's the key here? ]
What's stopping you from leaving, hm?
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but she really does need to get down so she can find some real cover... with 45 and Tonbo hopefully drawing their attention, she'll slowly, painstakingly start inching back down the ladder. ]]
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What's wrong, too afraid to attack?
[ on the plus side, it's probably for the best he got Nat 20's for this ]
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Maybe Tonbo shouldn't have taunted them either, hm.]
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haha, she's so useful here. ]
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