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✧ THE NIGHTMARE COMETH ✧

Tokyo, The Dream World Festival, 7:00 pm.

It happened so suddenly. No one was really sure what 'it' was, but people were dropping like flies around you, the entire Dream World festival affected by this mysterious phenomenon. People were falling asleep and many found their quirks to be swapped with others in an erratic manner. The dreams people found themselves in were hellscapes, but the others didn't fare much better in the waking world.

Not that the dreaming had much to say as you watched the world around you descend into complete anarchy and madness.

Heroes and vigilantes did their best to fight back against the rampant wave of crime that rose following the dream incident, but many either had their quirks swapped in the attack, or were already asleep before the fight had even begun.

Not you. Whether you like it or not you are awake and it is up to you to respond to this nightmare disaster. Will every part of you survive to see the end? Will your loved ones and friends who have fallen asleep ever wake up again, or have they been sentenced to death?

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Toshima Prefecture, Local Bar, 8:00 pm

Time ticks ever on no matter what calamity may strike. Four days have passed since half of Tokyo's population fell into a slumber and there were no signs they would ever awaken. Hospitals were overcrowded, manpower was in short supply and no matter how much people wished for a solution one was yet to be found. For wishing alone never did anything.

Or did it?

From what you'd heard it just might. Whether it was a rumor through the grapevine, a passing comment picked up on the street or a feeling you couldn't quite shake there was something you knew. The location of a bar in Toshima said to make dreams come true. How you knew of it you weren't quite sure, the memory always staying just out of reach, but what mattered is that you knew. The knowledge called to you, much like it did to many others. 

For there were a great many dreams The Concocter could fulfill.

Waking a loved one from their slumber. Gaining power. Returning a lost quirk to its rightful owner. All that and more you knew were possible. All that had to be done was to follow the call and head to the bar. Many had done so before you.

In the chaos of the Dream World those that disappeared could have gone anywhere and with all the trauma that went around why would anyone believe that those who returned differently did so because of a visit to a bar?

When you entered mattered not, for the moment you opened the door in front of you and the moment you closed it behind you were not the same. Whether you entered at noon, hours later or at the exact time the clock ticked eight the bar had already chosen. People came and went in groups as if by the whims of some fickle deity and this time the bar had selected three people in particular to pass through the door one after the other.

Ylva Riis. Kurokami Gen. Junsuina Kanjo.

Halfway down the room sat a long counter parallel to the door. Atop it stood a variety of glasses, bottles and decanters all filled with a variety of subtly different bright pink liquids. A silver haired woman leaning on it extended her finger, pink drops dripping from it like blood from a cut, rapidly filling up another glass which she slid forward as if offering it to one of the new entrants. The spotlight shining down on her illuminated her features as she rested a cheek on her palm, the light only narrowly revealing a mass of figures behind her with builds just as varied as the objects on the table. The corners of the silver haired woman's lips curled into an alluring smile while she ran a finger over the side of a glass.

"Welcome, newcomers. They call me The Concocter. Tell me, what is it that you desire?"


TL;DR:
Four days into the Nightmare holding Tokyo in its grasp you gather in a tavern bar. Rumored to grant wishes how you knew of this place is unclear -even to yourself- yet the knowledge remains and is practically begging to be used. Upon stepping through the door, regardless of when you did so, all three of you find yourself entering the bar one after the other. Greeting you is a silver haired woman leaning on a counter filled with all manner of concoctions and a mass of figures obscured by the low lighting behind her. She asks you a single question. What is it that you desire?

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OOC: Welcome to Dream World Part 2! First of all thank you for signing up!! I'm so excited to tell this story with you all! Remember you have to post at least ONCE per round, but you can skip one round if you have to. A second skip will result in no tokens being given. There are going to be 8-10 rounds total and I will announce when we have reached the halfway point, as well as when we're nearing the end in our designated Dream World discord channel.

Remember to include a TL;DR at the end of your post! <3

Additionally, if you want to plan a cool character moment ahead of time, like making a heroic sacrifice or setting up a team attack, but want to keep it a surprise to the other people in the thread until it happens, feel free to sneak into my DMs so we can plan out the details! This is not mandatory, but I want to make sure every character shines and looks their best during this thread!


The next round will begin on 18/03/2024 @ 5pm PST

tag: Ylva Riis Kurokami Gen junsuina

[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Desperate times called for desperate measures. Jun was not one to put stock in religion, or fate, or luck. Between the unfortunate transfer that had taken place and the entirety of Tokyo slipping further and further into anarchy, Jun was willing to take a leap of faith. The fact that this place was floating in her head and she wasn't sure where it came from made her not trust the particular mania she was feeling. This place, this person could fix it all. She didn't know if that were the case, but if magic was real then it could do anything, right? She spun the band on her left hand, the one on her right absent and adding on to the anxiety she was experiencing since the world turned upside down. The new gifts she had felt unnatural to her, but that was probably the part of her that was accustomed to the latent power coursing through her veins. The suit doesn't make the man, she thinks, taking a deep breath as she entered in, taking in her surroundings. And already, it felt psychedelic. Jun had an overactive imagination, and right off the bat she thought of all kinds of scenes that this place reminded her of. She had to immediately kill the thoughts, knowing if she let them persist they'd cause her new quirk to go haywire. "That's a long list," she says, her tone flat as she made eye contact with the woman and stepped further inside. She glanced over at the other two, frowning as she knew that they had other thoughts and plans. Even worse, what exactly was going to happen if she managed to get her wish before they got theirs? "Before I go and start making any kind of demand, I want to know if what I've heard is true. Can you grant wishes?" tl;dr: -Jun pulls up -asks if this lady can grant wishes Ylva Riis Jinx Kurokami Gen

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[Kurokami Gen]

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Miseria Cantare

Love, your hate Your faith lost

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A nice date with the girl of his dreams, a perfect park fit for all manner of amusement, endless entertainment at every corner, and all for as little as 1000 measly yen. For someone who valued pennies more than lives, he believed it was all too good to be true.[break][break]

And sadly, he was right.[break][break]

The last four days had been a blur, tinted by anger and confusion. Only a chance meeting could ease the latter, but at the cost of fanning the former. Of all people he could switch Quirks with. Was this how that dunce lived? No wonder she was such a trainwreck. He couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of relief at Ana’s fate. Torpor ill-suited her, but whatever dream she was stuck in, it must’ve been better than what was happening on this side. Besides, she didn’t have to see him like this. He sometimes wondered if this too, was some sort of sick dream, an elaborate ruse his mind had concocted, but he soon dispelled that notion. Even his dreams could not compare to this horrid reality.[break][break]

It didn’t take a genius to figure out why Gen had visited this mythical establishment. A single look told the story. Simply, he looked like shit. A stage four cancer patient looked better than he did right now. His skin grew sickly pale, contracted further by his discolored brown eyes and his uncharacteristically unkempt head of hair; his face ever-so-slightly deformed, his features not quite matching up to the perfect and punchable visage everyone had grown accustomed to; his body was thinner, to the point of malnutrition. All in all, this looked less like the ever-confident and infinitely evil All for One, and more like his pitifully mundane stunt double. Someone who kind of looked like him at first glance, but that couldn’t really be him, or could it?[break][break]

Of course, the first person to walk into this dive was the only waking soul who could recognize him.[break][break]

Just his luck.[break][break]

“Tch!” His petty annoyance was plain for all to see, enhanced by this cruel joke life had played on him. There was no point in trying to feign anonymity with Jun, not after their last meeting. It was equally moot to ask why she was here. He knew the feeling all too well. If he believed in this sort of thing, he would try speaking that same wish into existence. Reshuffling the deck and hoping for a better hand. [break][break]

Then, that bitch came in.[break][break]

The one who had attacked just a few weeks ago at that seminar. A wicked glee took over his features for a moment as he imagined what piece of garbage she must’ve drawn from this freakish lottery. It couldn’t have happened to a nicer gal, he thought. Unfortunately, with his usual tricks traded away, he took too long to hide the schadenfreude. Not like he had much time to savor it, as the reason they were all here was quick to command their attention.[break][break]

He couldn't have imagined a better fit for the role. This was, after all, a factory that sold dreams, it made sense to have their merchant look like they came out of one. His mouth stood agape, stunned by her looks, before Jun’s question brought him back from his awe-struck stupor. And I mean, could you blame him? [break][break]

“I hate to-... AHEM- I hate to agree with you.” He piped up, his voice ever-so-slightly out of pitch. As if his voice actor had died just a few days ago, and the studio had to rush for an ill-fitting replacement. “But she’s right, you know?” Trying to muster up the last dregs of the monster he played, he started walking towards the bar. Before he arrived, though, he made sure to whisper something into Jun’s ear.[break][break]

“Remember, Jun-chan, you’re weak now. You can’t push your weight around anymore.”[break][break]

Sitting down, Gen made sure not to break the act, putting both feet up on the bar, eyes fixed on the dashing dame behind it. “I need to know that your mouth isn’t writing any checks you can’t cash.” She wasn’t the only one peddling a preposterous story. If this was a grift, he’d get to the bottom of it. After all, you can’t snow the snowman.[break][break]

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[Ylva Riis]

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THERE'S FEAR IN THE EYES

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[attr="class","nikki101"]OF ALL OF YOU THAT BELIEVE THAT YOU'RE RIGHT, AND YOU'RE RIGHT

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[attr="class","nikki102"]BUT ARE YOU RIGHT?

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[attr="class","nikki109"]Ylva was thriving in this new reality, even if she initially didn't start out that way. At the time of the wave which caused the chaos she had been lamenting her day was wasted by being 'persuaded' to tag along with Misaki and Andy at the festival. Luckily for her, this was the only day she was required to be there, and as if the universe agreed, both Misaki and Andy would keel over when the clock struck 7. Initially, she thought this was another prank by MJ, but after the power fluctuated and the sounds of the city being thrown into chaos got louder, it was very clear that this was a full-on crisis. For the briefest, tiniest moment, Ylva thought about just going back to her dorm but ultimately sighed and went to retrieve Misaki and Andy's bodies to make sure they were in a safe spot. [break][break]

The quirk exchange was jarring for some, but Ylva couldn't feel or sense her physical change. Even as she lifted the two over her shoulders, goddamn Andy was big; her hair began to darken, slowly shifting from its normal white to the darkest possible black on the color spectrum. Something was also stirring inside of her even if she couldn't recognize it yet. As she passed by another area, she saw another familiar face: Freja, who was slumped over just a few feet from another UAU girl she had seen around. She paused, wondering momentarily if she had dropped Andy and if she could carry them both. If only she had another set of arms... [break][break]

From her abdomen, a black mass would erupt and fly towards Freja and the other girl scooping them both up before returning to Ylva. It would face her while holding the two, with sharp teeth and ringed eyes. For a time, the two would stare at each other until the shadow spoke a single sentence: "You ready?"[break][break]

4 Days Later

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In an alleyway, a man would fly into the street and crumple with Ylva, stepping out of the darkness with a looming figure behind her. As she stepped into the streetlights, the figure would shrink and disappear. She looked very different from her usual appearance, with bulky armor and pitch-black hair to match. "Dark Shadow, restrain him." The shadow figure would grab a nearby guard rail and bend it to surround the criminal in a makeshift restraint. "Riis, come in Riis." Ylva would put her finger up to her ear. "We sent someone to investigate this wish granter but they didn't check in. Can you go to support them?" Ylva would answer succinctly, "Yes." she had heard of a lot of villains establishing footholds in this new chaotic world.[break][break]

Making her way to the coordinates, she could feel the influence of whatever The Concocter was using to lure people in. Luckily she wasn't alone, Dark Shadow had become a valuable companion over these last few days. Ylva would be the last to arrive immediately, recognizing Jun from their previous spar. Ultimately, she had some respect for Jun's skills, just not her. Then there was the other guy whose name she didn't know, but she knew her was a major pain to everyone around him. However, he looked a little worse for wear than she remembered. [break][break]

Ylva would listen to the woman's words staring directly at her the entire time. In her mind there was no way these wishes didn't come with a twist. The last person sent in from her group was probably just stupid enough to fall for whatever nonsense she had pitched. Even still, the woman's question wouldn't go unanswered as Ylva was the last to speak. "Answers to all of this, and I'd talk sooner rather than later." Dark Shadow had retreated back inside Ylva's body but was primed to strike if things got worse.[break][break]

tl;dr Ylva isn't amused by the antics of the woman[break]
She is the last one to show up and gets to the point by asking for answers[break]
Dark Shadow and her are ready for a fight

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[Jinx]

✧ THE NIGHTMARE COMETH ✧

Toshima Prefecture, Local Bar, 8:00 pm

"Oh my~" The Concocter tittered. "So many questions. If this one refuses to answer them will you just walk away?"

Languidly raising an arm she pointed over Gen's shoulder.

"The door is right there. No one's stopping you," she smirked. "This one jests, of course." The Concocter paused, leaving it unclear what exactly she was joking about. "Your questions will be answered. You're all just in time. Who knows how much longer the connection can stay open?"

Sliding another empty glass in front of her she ran a finger over its lip, the edge seeming to cut just enough that slight beads of bright pink became visible bubbling up from a thin cut atop the tip of her finger. Like a medieval princess offering her hand up for a kiss she raised her arm just enough that the neon drops hit the very bottom of the glass. Each droplet filled the glass with a disproportionate amount, seeming to expand upon contact with the bottom until after a mere five drops the it was completely full, a soft clinking within resounding as cubes of ice popped to the surface.



"This one knows not if what you heard was true," The Concocter explained to Junsuina. "But this one can grant wishes. For a price." With the tip of her finger she pushed the top of the glass just enough that it tilted towards Gen, the liquid within nearly spilling out. "Then perhaps you should find out." She continued in an even tone giving no hint as to her thoughts. Finally she turned to Ylva. "Ah. Is that a wish I hear?" The Concocter softly laughed. "Were this one of the fay folk that would have been a dangerous choice of words. Quite a silly concern in most cases, but..." The glass tilted just a bit more, its contents reaching the rim. "...if some can slip out of this world cannot others slip in through the cracks as well?"

With a final push the point of no return was reached and the glass tipped over. Vaporization occurred in an instant and instead of liquid a pink gas spilled out, rapidly blanketing the entire room in a thick cloud. Beneath Gen's feet the bar counter vanished and when the fog's density began to decrease moments later both Jun, Ylva and Gen alike would notice that The Concocter was gone as well. As a great many eyes turned in their direction perhaps they'd realize that there was no longer any barrier whatsoever between them and the mass of figures.

"To attain a wish is to trample over those who desired the same. Face the egos of the ones who came before. Prove that you are worthy."

The voice of The Concocter could be heard like a voice upon the wind or a whisper in the ear, similar to how it sounded before yet subtly different enough to be uncanny. The figures lumbered forward. Some would have looked no different than anyone you'd have met at a grocery store or a bakery were it not for the purplish pink eyes. Others were hulking behemoths or chimeric monstrosities covered in bone and steel. For all their differences they shared one thing in common. They were all looking right at the three of you, twitching and shaking in the brief moments before all hell would break loose. Then all at once each let out a sharp sound and rushed forward with the intent to kill. Yet despite the sheer volume of their approach The Concocters final words were crystal clear.

"Welcome to the bar at corporeality's end. Enjoy your stay. For your own safety, please keep your arms and legs within this reality at all times."


TL;DR: After jokingly informing you all you could leave whenever you liked The Concocter answers your questions, cryptically informing you that wishes can be granted but to beware. Moments later she blankets the room in fog while vanishing along with the bar counter, no longer leaving any obstruction between the mass of figures and you three. They promptly attack.

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OOC: Welcome to Dream World Part 2! First of all thank you for signing up!! I'm so excited to tell this story with you all! Remember you have to post at least ONCE per round, but you can skip one round if you have to. A second skip will result in no tokens being given. There are going to be 8-10 rounds total and I will announce when we have reached the halfway point, as well as when we're nearing the end in our designated Dream World discord channel.

Remember to include a TL;DR at the end of your post! <3

Additionally, if you want to plan a cool character moment ahead of time, like making a heroic sacrifice or setting up a team attack, but want to keep it a surprise to the other people in the thread until it happens, feel free to sneak into my DMs so we can plan out the details! This is not mandatory, but I want to make sure every character shines and looks their best during this thread!


The next round will begin on 25/03/2024 @ 5pm PST

tag: Ylva Riis,Kurokami Gen,junsuina,Jinx

[Ylva Riis]

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[attr="class","nikki109"]She didn't like this, not one bit. The Concocter was messing with them that much was clear. Whether it was to stall for time or perhaps this was a monkey's paw situation, Ylva would clam up entirely, taking the opportunity to observe. She didn't necessarily care whether Jun did something stupid or not, but the homeless student was clearly asking for it. When dealing with someone who granted wishes, you had to be very careful with what you said, of which she probably should have taken her own advice.[break][break]

Even still, now was the time to observe so she could be ready to report back to her group once she either figured out The Concocter's secret or took this whole place down. The latter seemed increasingly likely with every word out of The Concocter's mouth. As she slid the glass closer, Ylva would make no effort to hide her, taking a large step back. The liquid being poured into the glass that way wasn't unnerving to her in particular, but it was unnatural. As she addressed them one by one, she eventually landed on Ylva, whose eyes narrowed at her confirmation of the folklore surrounding wish masters and the twists that one would often find in those same stories. [break][break]

She would soon be glad she took the step back as the glass tipped and the room changed. An illusion? No this felt all too real. She didn't have her old quirk, but she did have a second set of eyes watching all this go down. "Thoughts on this?" she would say aloud, receiving nothing but a muffled shrug from Dark Shadow. To Jun and Gen, it was as if she was talking to herself even if this wasn't the case. The echoing in her head about the trampling of others wasn't exactly something Ylva had a problem with; she'd be number 1 after all, no matter who she needed to step on to get there.[break][break]

Ylva would take a defensive stance as the crowd charged, positioning herself behind Gen and Jun and swinging at her full strength at anyone close to her. "Stay on defense; if I need you, I'll call for you!" again, it was said aloud and easily able to be misconstrued by Gen and Jun as if she were talking to them.[break][break]


tl;dr
- Ylva goes quiet as The Concocter speaks, not willing to engage with her if a monkey's paw situation comes up
- This same vibe is matched by The Concocter who confirms that she should be careful
- Ylva speaks to Dark Shadow, but could easily be seen as talking to Jun and Gen
- Starts to back up and swings at any of the approaching goons as they charge the group.

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun glanced at Gen as he made his whisper, a frown crossing her face. While Gen was not the strongest combatant in the world, she had to admit she felt vulnerable without her original quirk available. It was nice to see he was backing her up in a way, but it was clear he didn't have the same impact he normally did. If you could call it that...was she actually giving him credit? Trying, at least. The warning, as well as what she was getting into, was something that Jun couldn't help but slump her shoulders at. This was sounding less like a wish, and more like a deal. "I do this, you give that." That was unacceptable. But...if there was a chance... She glanced at Ylva, who looked a lot different from the last time she saw her. At first, she didn't even think it was Ylva until she spoke. She took in a breath, glancing at the glass and then the crowd behind the Concocter. "I think, no matter what way we spin this, it's going to end in tragedy." There were other thoughts behind her eyes, as well as a single decision. Better me than them. And if it works, everything will simmer back down to normal. Whatever consequences entailed was something she would have to contend with. And then the drink spilled. Her body tensed, she waited for the smoke to clear...and then all those people on the other side stared back... Two Days Prior Jun channeled her anger, her frustration into the ring, and all she was met with was the dull sheen the quartz had. "...Alright. I guess neither of us have any choice. I'll have to tell you my biggest secret." Using her left hand, she took hold of the ring on her right middle finger, anxiety spiking as she slowly pulled. "The Guardians, the ones that seek to keep the Universe in balance, to protect all life and defend all that is good. They fashioned rings of power, and selected warriors to use their power." She cradled the ring in the palm of her hand, looking at it. She remembered coming home from school one day, her mother presenting her a box with a symbol engraved on it. "They could have used any light they wanted, ones that were more powerful than what they settled on. But they chose the green light of Will. They chose it for many reasons: it was the middle of the spectrum, it was the one that their peacekeepers could reason the best with, but most importantly, it was powered off of the Will of the user. The Will to do what was right, to face adversity and conquer it. That is what is important." She was hesitant as she held her palm out to him, reaching up with her other hand to hook the chain where she wore her mother's ring on it. The one she stole when she was a child. "You...you have been entrusted with that very light, Kurokami Gen. And this is the vessel in which you are to enact your Will. As arrogant, narcissistic, and mean as you are, I don't think the Guardians can make a mistake. There has to be some level of good in you if you have my power." She waited for him to take it, taking a step back after and took a deep breath. "So show me." The number of people was staggering, and with Ylva here...she was worried. And as much as she hated Gen, he was clearly no fighter. Taking a breath, she planted her feet and held her hand up. "「Blackhole Sun!」" She had little practice and there was no good way to exclude Gen or Ylva from the illusion. She'd instead cement in everyone's mind a giant black orb over the playing field, blanketing everything in darkness. She'd glance over at Ylva, frowning. "Nonlethal means only! And defense only works when you've stacked the odds in your favor! We need to restrict their movement!" Jinx,junsuina,Kurokami Gen,Ylva Riis, tl;dr -Jun musing with Ylva out loud -FLASHBACK! -Jun initiating a blackout to everyone, trying to help plan a better defense strat

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[Kurokami Gen]

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Miseria Cantare

Love, your hate Your faith lost

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TWO DAYS AGO.[break][break]

This was the biggest load of bullshit he’d ever heard.[break][break]

No amount of unique power sources or incomprehensible Quirks could prepare him for that stretch of downright schizophrenic exposition. The Guardians? The Green Light of Willpower? Rings of Power? What was she waffling about? And what was that about keeping the Universe in balance? Are these guys aliens or something? Was she taking piss? No, that was the worst part of it all. No matter how much he wanted to deny it, this was real. Because the simple fact of the matter was that Junsuina Kanjo could never come up with something this batshit insane.[break][break]

He was gobsmacked, visibly so. By the time he came to, Jun was already handing him something. He was so off-kilter, that he failed to make any jokes about her putting a ring on him. “I wouldn’t call them infallible.” Back in character, he swiped the trinket off her hands, inspecting it, before rolling it between his fingers like a 100 yen coin. “After all, they picked you.” [break][break]

“Still, Let’s take a baby for a spin, then…” He pushed all of those spectacular concepts out of his head, trying to narrow it down to what he could understand. The parts that, for some reason, clicked. As if he had been doing this for his entire life.[break][break]

Willpower. It runs on Willpower. [break][break]

His features turned stiff. His eyes slid shut. His mind tried to channel every last ounce of energy he had into the ring. A green light sparked out from it, and then… nothing happened.[break][break]

"God DAMMIT!"[break][break]
Right, it runs on Willpower.[break][break]

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Well, here we are again. Some things never change, do they? No matter how many times you shuffle the deck, it always ends the same. Somebody trying to punch Gen in his smug face. Oh well, at least he’d gotten some good intel before it all went to hell, but just before it got good, the room got dark.[break][break]

Then, darkness fell across the land. A pitch-black orb blocking the lights. Leaving god knows how many purple pairs of eyes faintly glowing in the abyss. Everyone in the room left blind, save of course, for one miserable man.[break][break]

“How adorable.”[break][break]

Maybe that pathetic power agreed with her. Weakness was a good color on that little girl scout. If imitation was the greatest form of flattery, then he wondered how much it wounded Jun to give him this unspoken praise. Still, quaint or not, she’d given him an opening. He knew what was above them, or rather, what wasn’t. His eyes could see the battlefield for what it was, unhindered by Jun’s cute little trick. He had an opportunity, one he couldn’t afford to waste. A green light shone in the darkness, coming from his left hand. Carrying a strange air of malice, one it never quite did before.[break][break]

“You know, Jun-chan, this power of yours, it’s wasted on someone like you.” Gen was a weak man. He lacked what made Jun strong. Hope, Compassion, Determination, all foreign concepts to him. “All those positive emotions you love? They're weak.” There was little he could gain by pulling from those classically Heroic traits. If he wanted to survive this disaster, he needed to tap into his strengths; he had to go where an upstanding gal like Jun would never dare tread. “Let me show you what a little bit of Hate can do for you.”[break][break]

Down on the floor, a criss-crossing of dark green lines emerged from around Gen’s feet, coils and coils of translucent barbed wire. It was nothing like what Jun had ever conjured before, both in form and intent. Like thorns, they rose out of the ground, cracking the cement and making a beeline towards any mook that dared step forward. With serpent-like agility, they coiled around their ankles, before snaring their legs. Their metal edges chaffed and scraped against their clothes and flesh, drawing blood wherever they could.[break][break]

“Stay on defense?” Now came the time for a coup d'grace. He couldn't trust the emo girl to get the job done when everything wasn't going to hell, and Jun was well... useless. In this state, she couldn't hurt a fly. Any other day, he would've been happy to leave the work to these two, but not here, not now. He was the strongest person in the room, of that, he had no doubt. And there was nothing more than dangerous in this life than a weak man being burdened with great power. "It'll be a cold day in hell when I play second fiddle to a future has-been like you, Ylva-chan~"

A faint azure flame emerged from his left hand. Moments later, it would shoot out, aimed squarely at the mooks' feet, a hot clouds of dancing fumes enveloping the air. Unless the ensnared enemies found a way to dodge it, their legs would be set alight, burning blue in the darkness.[break][break]

And all throughout, a sick little laugh echoed in the void.[break][break]

[attr="class","curragebot"] Love, Your Hate. [break]Your, Faith Lost. [break]You, are now [break]One of us.[break][break]TL;DR:[break] -FLASHBACK, Gen is gobsmacked at Jun's reveal. [break] -Since he knows the ball is an illusion, Gen can see through the smokescreen. [break] - He uses Emotion Battery(C+) to create a barbed wire construct that tries to snare up as many mooks as he can. [break] - Tells Ylva he's not listening to her and shoots the restrained mooks with a flamethrower(C+)[break] -Laughs at their misfortune.

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[attr="class","nikki109"]This was going down almost exactly as Ylva expected. Someone like The Concoter wasn't special; it was the same self-indulgent motivation that all the other villains had. A taste of power and they let their ego go out of control. Typical.[break][break]

The darkness cocoon was a welcome surprise, and Gen's new quirk was eerily familiar, even if it looked different. Ylva had fought Jun in the past, and it was fairly recognizable even in its twisted new form. Quirks were just as much psychological as they were biological, and this past week had given Ylva plenty of time to work with her new quirk, and the biggest takeaway was that 'Dark Shadow' was pretty on the nose. Ylva wasn't going to let this opportunity go to waste. Addressing both Jun and Gen in one go with what would be an initially confusing statement. "I wasn't talking to either of you."[break][break]

From her back, Dark Shadow would emerge, with one large four-fingered hand first escaping the confines of Ylva's body. Both the hand and the arm it was attached were massive compared to the trio and were followed by three more arms as Dark Shadow fully manifested in a monstrous form. Jun, Gen, and the other creatures in the room were greeted by an imposing black shadow creature with long arms and legs, standing on its hind two feet like an animal. [break][break]

"Go Wild." Ylva barely got this out as Dark Shadow used its large, long arms to swat the creatures away at will. The darkness may have been an illusion, but unless Ylva was told otherwise, Dark Shadow would continue to rampage in its powered-up mode. [break][break]

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Dark Shadow is powered up by Jun's "darkness" and begins to rampage.[break]
That's all that's the whole tl;dr

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[attr="class","nikki103"]Kurokami Gen,junsuina,Ylva Riis,Jinx,

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[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Both the barbed wire and the fire made Jun scrunch her nose in disgust. He had to have practiced a little and discovered those. It brought into question, what exactly could the quirk do? She had only found six emotions that gave her constructs, how many more could she tap into? Was there something she was missing? As Ylva explained, Jun looked back. "What do you mean, you weren't talking to-" She stopped, seeing the monster come forward. Jun had thought Ylva had dyed her hair, that seemed like a thing she might do, but no...she had a literal monster inside of her. And for some reason she had the urge to boop it's nose. At least, until it started going crazy. "Ylva, seriously, don't kill any of them! We don't know for sure if they're everyday people! They got a glow, and while I'm no expert it probably means they drank some of that weird stuff the Concocter was making!" She glanced up, noting a hallway towards the side. With her own anxiety spiking, she reached over to grab Gen by the back of his shirt and Ylva by her arm to start dragging them towards it; the former because he was probably going to get high on power, and the latter because she was sure neither Ylva or the monster could see. Between the darkness and the monster, she was sure their pursuers were going to be unable to follow, but she had a plan to further disorient them. "Bear with me, I think I have a plan! 「Hurricane!」" Right on cue, close to the max decibel limit the human body could handle, an orchestra would start playing, adding on to the confusion of the situation. Jinx,junsuina,Kurokami Gen,Ylva Riis, tl;dr: -resists urge to boop the snoot -grabs Ylva and Gen to make it to a side hallway -"Hey Freeza! I'm gonna rock you...like a hurricane!"

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[Jinx]

✧ THE NIGHTMARE COMETH ✧

Toshima Prefecture, Local Bar, 8:00 pm

The horde swarmed towards them, stumbling through the darkness and coming out swinging. The mass had a strength of its own, making up with quantity what was lacking in quality. Barbed wire tangled around those up front and the press of bodies pushed them on through, legs coming apart in chalky black chunks. Now unsupported torsos fell to the ground and were swallowed by the flames amidst ominous shrieks. What little remained of their remains was crushed underfoot by the remainder of the horde.

Ylva likewise seemed to ignore Jun's suggestion, every swipe of the shadow's form carving through several everyday folk, turning them into naught but piles of black chalk. The group's initial combination attack had rid the crowd of nearly a fifth of its number yet for all the good it did them it may as well have been a drop in the bucket. They were nearly upon them already, only Jun's quick thinking preventing the group from being swallowed up by the mass of bodies that moved like a tide.

"Running won't help," a familiar voice spoke. Sitting at a small round table near the side hall the group was heading for was a person that looked both familiar and different. Most notably she looked younger and the rhombus on her torso had lost its pink glow. They were hardly the only changes.



"It never does."

Despite the blaring music bouncing off the walls The Concocter's voice appeared in everyone's heads loud and clear, as if such an imperfect medium of communication as sound had no bearing on her ability to share her message. In a similar matter her form -and that of the table she was sitting at- were plainly visible as well, almost like she was another frame entirely that had been stuck on top of the cinema reel that was reality. The incongruity was far from perfect. The Concocter's form appeared hazy and strands of mist seemed to slip out of her form, dissipating it a little more every second. The horde that now stumbled blind and deaf in every direction did not appear to be nearly as immune to Horrid Reality's effects.

"Dreams are important. They are what allow the downtrodden and the fortunate few alike to hope and press on. The cost is rarely considered. Every wish tramples over those of others and leaves a part of yourself behind. Those cast-off pieces and trampled masses are what allow dreams to be accomplished. Look. Another is using it all to rise to the top."

Placing down a tarot card to join the rest already on the table The Concocter grimaced. Another followed right after, her fingers nearly fading through it as she placed it down beside the rest before they all vanished into thin air.

"Wills collide and hearts get broken. Claim what you desire."

The crumbled chalk was pulled towards one of the figures, swirling around it like a vortex before forming into a cocoon. Mere moments after it formed the dark grey mass seeped inwards, entering its now taller more skeletal form and empowering it. Violet lightning crackled around it as the transformation settled.



"Looks like time is up. For all of you and for me as well. See you again if you survive. Bye bye."

As she finished speaking her increasingly hazy figure vanished entirely, strands of mist curling through the horde and seeming to head somewhere past them. Concerning, perhaps, but the group of three had far more immediate things to worry about. A howl like the wind came out of the skeletal figure's maw. With it came a sense of gravity, both literal and metaphorical as the weight of the world itself seemed to press down on the shoulders of everyone present. Several of the more damaged figures in the crowd crumbled under it, their chalk remains once more becoming a vortex around the skeleton, seeping into and empowering it. With every 'ego' it absorbed the weight seemed to grow. It was only a matter of time before even the pillars of society would crumble under it.


TL;DR: A fifth of the horde is taken out by the combination attack of Jun, Gen and Ylva. The rest nearly manages to sweep the group away like the tide before the group's change of location leaves all of them stumbling around blind and deaf. As part of her elaborate speech The Concocter explains that running won't save them before she dissipates into thin air. Within the crowd the chalk left by the slain foes gathers around one of the figures, forming a cocoon and being absorbed into the now skeletal figure that towers over the rest. With a howl it deploys a gravity field that gets stronger with each 'ego' it absorbs.

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tag: junsuina,Ylva Riis,Kurokami Gen

[junsuina]

[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Each body that hit the ground caused a chill to run up Jun's spine, but there was clearly something not right about this place. It made her think...the Concocter mentioned earlier that they should keep arms and legs inside this reality at all times. Were they in a pocket dimension? It'd make a level of sense...at the very least, it'd make her hope that the bodies being destroyed were not real people. Maybe anyone trapped in here still had a chance of getting out. The confrontation by the woman didn't ease her in any way. If anything, it made Jun flare her nostrils as she shoved her partners towards the hall opening. "What a load of manure," she says, cementing another illusion of electricity crossing over her arms. She was poised to strike at the mastermind, but she vanished before she had the opportunity, turning to watch the vapor move beyond the horde. She pressed her lips together, starting to bounce from one foot to the other. "I won't lie, I came here to try and end the insanity going on in the real world," she says, glancing back at Gen and Ylva. "Guess that's what I get for wishful thinking. We're in a war of attrition, and we're going to lose. I'll take the big guy out, make 'em all look my way. Pretty sure she just slipped through to the other side, so we'll need to punch a hole. I'm relying on you two." The growing weight on her shoulders was more than just a metaphor; she felt the pull of gravity beginning to increase. Between the darkness and the noise she had managed to create enough disarray for Gen and Ylva to put a dent in their numbers, but if this was a pocket dimension and the Concocter its master then they couldn't expend all their strength on taking out their numbers. One thing at a time, though. Gravity was being manipulated, and something had to be done about that. She'd turn, running partly up the wall before launching herself as far as possible, intent on taking out the big skeletal man with one punch. The only problem was she didn't have the strength to get herself all the way, so she had to improvise. "「Thunderstruck!」" On top of the orchestral performance, she'd cement both the flash and boom of a thunderbolt as she landed, punching down on the ground and hoping it would be enough to distract her opponent as she rose up to deliver an uppercut. Jinx,junsuina,Kurokami Gen,Ylva Riis, tl;dr: -Get to the hallway -Explain the plan -Launch into premature landing, but illusions lightning striking for dramatic effect

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[Ylva Riis]

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[attr="class","nikki109"]Ylva's brow furled at Jun's request. She didn't like taking orders from anyone who wasn't a part of her family...and she didn't even really like that deep down, but that was a much deeper rooted problem for another day. Still, as of now technically Jun's goals aligned with her own she was here to take down the operation and bring in The Concocter, not kill her. Her shoulders would slightly slump as she gave the order to Dark Shadow, "Don't kill them, just disable," and a spindly arm would return a thumbs up as it continued to swat away many of these...things. Felt wrong to call them people.[break][break]

With her focus on the crowd, she didn't notice Jun's approach until she was already pulled away. Without her original quirk, her spatial awareness had plummeted, but she was able to compensate slightly, with Dark Shadow being mostly autonomous. The timing of this made it easier for Ylva to block out the sound that Jun was producing as it was very grating on the ears. "Turn. Off. The music." Dark Shadow would spin around and rush to assist its partner, standing over Jun, ready to strike IF she didn't release the illusion. [break][break]

After Jun explained her reasoning, Ylva would follow suit with a much more succint explanation: "The Concoter needs to go down. Don't care how." In the meantime Dark Shadow would retreat slightly into her body, only its head and neck remaining exposed. The gravity increase made Ylva brace herself, but it wasn't enough to bring her down yet. She would follow suit with Jun swinging at the people to break through and clear a path with Dark Shadow doing most of the heavy lifting by bringing out its arms and sweeping through the group like a bulldozer.[break][break]

tl;dr
- Ylva recalls Dark Shadow as Jun makes them retreat[break]
- Hey, you kids, turn down that music![break]
- Uses Dark Shadow as a bulldozer aiding Jun in clearing a path

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[attr="class","nikki103"]junsuina, Jinx, Kurokami Gen

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[Kurokami Gen]

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Miseria Cantare

Love, your hate Your faith lost

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written for Jinx | junsuina | Ylva Riis,

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The darkness did little to hide the evident glee Gen took from unleashing every bit of power he had been denied. The flames just so managed to illuminate the sickened smile that curled into his lips, before he was dragged back into the abyss. Not by the encroaching masses, but by Jun, of all people. “Aww, and it was just getting fun, too~” He playfully complained, before being greeted by the only person as annoying as him.[break][break]


Seeing the Concocter appear and reappear at will, it only added to the tally of confirmed powers in play. The number went up to three so far, four if you counted the ability to see in the dark. Maybe she was able to use the Quirks of those she enslaved, but if that were the case, this would’ve played out a lot differently. There would’ve been no need for the theatrics. The powerful need only steamroll the ants that stand before them. With that in mind, two competing theories formed inside his mind, either she had some accomplice hiding behind the curtain, or… hm, wouldn’t that be fun? [break][break]


When her “time” was up, Gen simply replied. [break][break]


“Then again, you were never really here, were you?”[break][break]


That was the only thing he knew for a fact.[break][break]


Before he could get all smug about it, though, reality would come down on him, and as it usually did, it wasn’t pulling any punches today. Gen immediately began tripping and stumbling, almost landing on his ass in less than a second. He felt the weight of the world all but doubling in the blink of an eye, and unlike the girls, his body wasn’t equipped to deal with it. He barely managed to lean against the nearby wall, before letting a pitiful whimper escape from his mouth. His legs felt as if they were submerged in a swamp and his left arm felt as if it were about to fly off the socket, all due to the added weight he carried. If this was bullshit, it was a stronger blend than what he was used to.[break][break]


Lucky for him, his so-called peers were too focused on arguing about what they should do to mock his troubles. They wanted to fight those mooks so badly? Good for them. Knock yourselves out, girls. Even with Jun’s newfound bout of weakness, Ylva’s psychotic little puppet could more than deal with them. Him? He wasn’t about to get into a fistfight with that thing, new powers or otherwise, especially when it was such an obvious diversion. God, they were such marks. He wasn’t complaining, though. If the Concocter was focusing on them, she wouldn’t be able to keep as close an eye on him.[break][break]


When he saw the flash of light from Jun’s punch, Gen knew that was his cue to bounce. He never so much as stepped back into the bar, or well, where it used to be. When a swindler tries to draw your attention anywhere, that should be the last place you look.[break][break]


Time was of the essence. Who knew how many seconds he had until the Concocter served another brew of bullshit? With his boots launching him at every step, he’d dash through the establishment. His eyes scanned each and every last room for any leads. He wasn’t searching for a way out, but rather, a way to get deeper in. Escape was likely out of the cards, but if he could get a peak behind the curtain, then he could figure out a way to dismantle this trick.

He’d go through anything he could find, hallways, staircases, doors, windows, drawers, closets and more. Still, he was alone, and if the woman grew wise, he could be in real trouble. For now, he opted to keep a low profile, but just in case, he’d be on the lookout for any storage rooms. Who knows? Perhaps this alluring alchemist had some combustible materials in the back? Maybe some rum for the customers, or perhaps something a little more spicy. If things went bad, he could make his way back there.

Of course, regardless of where his little investigation led him. He had something in mind for luring the big boss out of hiding.. “Oh, Concocter~” His voice echoed softly, inaudible to the girls through the pandemonium that surrounded them, but that should be no issue for her, right? “I’m ready for my wish now.”

“You’re free to keep playing with those marks, but if you keep me waiting, then I'll just burn this whole place down and pin it on you. You'll need a lot of more than a wish to get out of that, I bet.”

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- After theorizing on how the Concocter might be pulling this off and taunting her a little, Gen gets absolutely rekt by the extra gravity and decides to leave the mook-fighting to Ylva and Jun, believing the former to be able to beat the big guy in her current state. [break]
- In the meantime, Gen investigates the rest of the bar. Believing this to be some elaborate trick, he looks for any places where the Concocter and/or her accomplices may be hiding to pull all of this off. Due to the time-sensitive nature of this, he uses Winds of Change(C) to speed up the process of going from room to room.[break]
- Regardless of what he finds, he calls the Concocter out, using the noise from the main fight to keep it hidden from the girls. He says she's free to play with them, but that if she keeps him waiting too long, he'll set the whole bar on fire and blame any casualties on her.[break]

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[Jinx]

✧ THE NIGHTMARE COMETH ✧

Toshima Prefecture, Local Bar, 8:00 pm

The skeletal figure's head jerked back with a sharp crack when Jun's uppercut struck it. Fragments of bone fell to the ground as it took a stumbling step back, cracks spreading all over his skull from the impact point like streaks of violet lightning. With a mournful wail the figure raised its hand, strands of silvery hair billowing as it did. When it swung back down the world seemed to wail with it. The pink fog still hanging thinly in the air bent around the sheer gravitational weight added to the blow headed right for the spot Jun had attacked the figure from. 

At the same time Ylva's assault carved a path through the masses, more and more stumbling in and around her path until nearly a third of the remaining enemies had fallen to Dark Shadow by the time the skeletal figure's counterattack struck. The rest seemed to turn towards Ylva and swarm towards her from all directions, as if the violence wreaked upon their fellows served like a beacon to their senses. Grayish black chalk and dust littered to floor from the many fallen. It began to swirl in several places not unlike the vortex that covered the skeletal figure just before its transformation. The swirls seemed to practically call to anyone present to be used. To empower them. All that was needed was to reach out and take what was desired.

Further away from the chaotic melee Gen would notice that mere meters outside of the large main room the increased gravity ended, the circular gravitational field around it not stretching nearly far enough to cover the entire building. Compared to the fantastical scene taking place in the bar area the rest of the place appeared almost unsettlingly mundane. Broom closets held cleaning supplies and a few candy bars stuffed haphazardly into crooks and crevices. A small office contained a desk with a PC that was booted down and several screens that would normally be connected to security cameras, a picture frame containing a picture of a young woman with silver hair sitting next to another with a black bob cut and lastly a hefty keyring holding several dozen keys, one far more ornate than the rest. A store room too was found and within it several fridges humming away to keep the bar food within cool as well as racks filled with various kinds of liquor and booze. The racks were only a quarter full and the entire storage room appeared to have been cleaned only superficially for quite a while. What the other floors held remained unknown, for each staircase had a locked door at the top.

To his statement Gen received no reply. Whether it was because The Concocter could not hear it or chose not to answer who could say?

In the chaos of the ongoing melee small changes were hard to miss. Yet as the fight progressed more and more of the purple fog began to fade, drawn away through the gap between the floor and a door set into the back of room. One that seemed almost out of place, just subtly different enough that it clashed with the aesthetic of the rest of the bar despite the colors blending right in.

What laid behind it could only be guessed at.



TL;DR:
Jun's uppercut cracks the skeletal figure's skull while Ylva's assault carves through the masses. Raising its arm the skeletal figure strikes down towards Jun's last known location while the rest of the horde swarms towards Ylva's. The crumbled remains begin to swirl in several places, seeming to call out to all who are near -friend and foe alike- that they can be used to empowered them. Shortly after leaving the main room Gen discovers that the gravity field ends mere meters outside of the main room. Throughout his search he finds several items and learns that the rest of the accessible areas within the building are surprisingly mundane. The pink fog hanging within the main room abates more and more, seeping into a gap between the floor and an out of place looking door in the back of the room.


NOTE:
The swirls of chalk dust can be used to raise a single attribute or quirk of each character by a full tier for the duration of this round. If used please note at the bottom of your post which boost you chose. Usage of the swirls comes almost instinctive and simply requires willing them to be used. Unlike with the skeletal figure using them will not form a cocoon nor cause any changes in appearance.

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OOC: Welcome to Dream World Part 2! First of all thank you for signing up!! I'm so excited to tell this story with you all! Remember you have to post at least ONCE per round, but you can skip one round if you have to. A second skip will result in no tokens being given. There are going to be 8-10 rounds total and I will announce when we have reached the halfway point, as well as when we're nearing the end in our designated Dream World discord channel.

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The next round will begin on 08/04/2024 @ 5pm PST

tag: Kurokami Gen,Ylva Riis,junsuina