The Fall of Passholdt [Closed]

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Who: Sam Ertswhile primordial , Sarah Snowdon dontrunawayfromliving  , M'gann M'orzz  hello_mgann , and Fumi Kanno terminally_clever 
What: The trapezohedron is acting up again, and four lucky winners get a free trip to see the final days of Passholdt. That is unless they do something about it.
Where: The town of Passholdt
Warnings: Monsters, mad science, possibly revenants. Also bracket spam because I'm lazy.

[Wherever you were, whatever you were doing, you felt a sudden and strange pull. The next thing you know, a flash of light washes across your vision. When it clears, you find yourself next to the gate of a large, walled town nestled in between several high mountains. Behind you is a canyon, with a single bridge reaching across and connecting the town to the road of the other side. Looking up, you can see a sign above the gate. Passholdt.

The town itself is bustling with activity, people buying, selling, working, cleaning.... All the things that make up a normal day. Careful observation will reveal that both the architecture and clothing are old fashioned. Anyone with enough familiarity with history might place them in the late nineteenth century.

What do you do?]


{{OOC: Basically just tag away. I'll be keeping tabs on it, and whenever you reach something that requires my input (Like talking to townsfolk, exploring various areas in detail, etc.) I'll chime in. For the purposes of general roleplaying, feel free to assume that the town has all of the things a normal European town from the 1890's would have. The local specialty is fried creme. If there's any questions, hit me up on plurk at flutterpony. The plot here has several possible endings, depending on your choices. Enjoy~ }}

Comments

[primordial]

Yeah, that's what it always seems like with these things.

[He scratches the back of his neck, frowning.]

I can't help thinking that I've heard of Passholdt before...like somebody said something about it to me not too long ago.

[hello_mgann]

[M'gann thinks hard about who that could have been. She hasn't heard the name before but after looking at the local's style one name pops to mind.]

Was it Agatha? Scientist girl, lives in a spooky castle?

[primordial]

Y-yes! Yes, that's it! Agatha...yeah, she mentioned that name. [But that causes him to shake his head, looking concerned.]

You...you don't think we're in her world, do you?

[hello_mgann]

At this point I'd say that's a pretty solid guess. Do you remember what exactly Agatha said about Passholdt? If you can't remember that even the tone could be helpful, was she happy about it?

[primordial]

I think she talked about people having "Sparks"...kind of like geniuses, but more like having it as a superpower than just being really smart. I mean, she didn't seem to have a bad opinion of it...but she did say that this place had tons of gadgets and inventions. No TV, though...

[hello_mgann]

That's kind of weird. Anyway, if something is going on here we should try to find out what it is. Maybe someone at Town Hall could help us.

[primordial]

Maybe...hey, wait, do they have a Town Hall here? That would be really useful, actually.

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[An elderly man passing them on the street gives a curious glance at Sam's clothing.]

You kids just get into town?

[Without waiting for the answer, he offers a bit of advice.]

It's nearly nightfall. You ought to find some lodgings soon. Isn't safe to be out after dark.

[hello_mgann]

Why? What happens after dark?

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[He glances around, as though checking who might be listening, then continues in a hushed tone.]

Strange things happen 'round here at night. People see things, hear things....

And lately, people just...... disappear. Vanish, without a trace. Travelers especially. Better to be safe than sorry, Miss.

[hello_mgann]

Thank you sir, we'll be sure to find lodgings.

[To Sam] Maybe we should check out the town inn before we investigate more. If everyone goes inside when it's dark maybe there will be more Hinoto-Ri citizens there.

[primordial]

T-that doesn't sound good.

[He looks down at the ground, trembling slightly at the thought- though he turns his attention to M'gann when she addresses him.]

That isn't a bad idea. Yeah, sure...let's go see who else is here. Maybe we can get some answers.