WEEK 1

[whimsicalism]

Well! That was some tea party, huh? You've finally seen the faces (or perhaps the singular is more proper here?) of your captors. A pair of creepy twins seem to fit the overall theme of the Castle at least. Why not have Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Dum, after all?

Regardless, it doesn't seem that they're changing their minds any time soon. The first floor of the Castle is still open up to you. The Audience Hall is still locked most of the time so perhaps you can meet the Alices there if you need to. There are plenty of things to occupy your time before the inevitable slow erosion of your memories. If this is a game, who will make the first move? You or the twins?

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((OOC: Welcome to peace week! There will be no case this week so just have fun and explore. If you want to investigate please put Investigation in your top level. Don't forget to put threads in for regains or go to the Audience Hall to meet the Alices.

Also, if you want to keep up to date on things we now have a discord server!))

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[scratchitti]

[ Forward, wondering if it will chime the hour if he turns it far enough]

[whimsicalism]

[It doesn't. However, the tide on that coastal scene is now at high tide.]

[scratchitti]

...whoa. Cool. Weird, but cool.

[He tries turning it back again]

[whimsicalism]

[It does! If he goes to back to roughly the same time it was before it goes back to the sort of mid point between low and high the scene was at before.

He might notice that it hadn't changed tides since he got here, either. ]

[scratchitti]

... huh.

[He wasn't paying that much attention at the time, but he has a damn good memory: has the time changed on the clock at all since they've been here?]

[whimsicalism]

[It has! As the Rules say it keeps accurate time. It even seems to be moving a bit faster to make up for the lost time from Neku messing with it.

...this doesn't make sense but when your master mind is called Alice, things can be, well, a bit mad.]

[scratchitti]

[He frowns at it- crazy frickin clock. He starts rolling the time forward again, a few hours this time.

...then hops down to trot over to the Garden, peeking out to see if the time of day has changed there.]

[whimsicalism]

[It's still sunny as always but, as he probably guessed, the shadows have moved slightly as if it's finally later in the afternoon.]

[scratchitti]

[Okay THAT'S exciting. And I am so sorry to anyone that did/does a topper in the Garden today because he jogs back and rolls it like, six hours to see if he can get to night]

[whimsicalism]

[It sure does! Though, something else is different about the garden as well. A great cracking noise happens and there's... a big branch has fallen off the tree???]

[xxxx_me]

[Neku what the hell.

...Not that he knows enough to think that, but he's going to check out the branch because????? What's??????? going on??????????]

[scratchitti]

[He comes running out too and... oh, oops. He didn't realize Allen was here]

[whimsicalism]

[Things... don't look good over here. The branch probably is what caught his attention the most but other things are different as well. Two set of footprints are in the dirt around the tree. Leaves are scattered around.

As well as a large imprint on the grass that looks like something hit the ground as well as the branch.

...

Also there seems to be a voice yelling? Neku what did you do]

[xxxx_me]

What happened?

[He's? So? Concerned??? He glances over at Neku to confirm the movement out of the corner of his eye before trying to figure out where that yelling's coming from.]

[scratchitti]

... the clock. I was messing with it and it changes the time out here and in the foyer window. But...

[The sounds are not what he expected. At all]

[whimsicalism]

[Near the large imprint!

Some of the grass seems to move out of the way as the voice yells. It's a quiet yell, at least? As if it was far away even though it's near.

"Catalina! Catalina! Wake up, please! Oh no..please, please. I don't know what to do! Please don't...!"]

[xxxx_me]

...Oh. The clock is always accurate.

[This makes a certain kind of sense, yeah.

...

Can he follow the footprints/movements?]

[whimsicalism]

[He can! There just seems to be a lot of pacing right now. The voice, young and a girl is clearly distressed and there's some shuffling of that imprint.]

[xxxx_me]

[He just quietly moves closer, trying to make sure he's in earshot to hear what's being said and generally watching for visual signs of more disturbances, too.]

[whimsicalism]

[There's a faint male that calls out from what should be the entrance of the garden.

"Lillie! What's wrong?"

"It's Catalina--she's such a strong climber, she said she's like a mankey..!"

There's a thump as a white duffel bag is dropped into existence as the voices fade away.]

[scratchitti]

[Neku jumps at the sudden item, and moves over to Allen]

Careful, it might be a trick.

[He's the 'grown up' here, so he'll take the possible hit, kneeling over to open it]

[xxxx_me]

[Wise choice Neku, he was definitely about to reach for it without thinking.]

Oh. Er- be careful.

[But he'll hover to watch.]

[whimsicalism]

[The bag has some spare girl clothes, some snacks, and not much else.

This area is clear. The clock seems to be resetting itself as well, judging by the sunrise coming up. Everything else seems to be the same.]

[scratchitti]

[Oh thank god no cosmogs jumped out]

...what the hell...

[He picks up the bag, slinging it over his shoulder]

Looks like the clock's going back to normal. I saw it doing that earlier too...

[scratchitti]

[There's a feeling of dread in his belly at that panicked tone. He recognizes it... or something similar. His own voice denying the truth, or well a slightly younger him. Closer in age to Allen then he is now.

Someone died here. Or came very close to it. He shivers and watches Allen investigate, not willing to voice his thoughts. Maybe dead kids can just sense other dead kids?]