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although I search myself [OPEN]

Who: Echo and OPEN
What: Continued player plot; trying to survive the Echo-Otherworld and helping her stab her way through therapy.
When: A day in the last week or so of January
Where: Around "Trench"

Content Warnings: Violence; bloody monsters; allusions or mentions of physical and mental abuse, sexual harassment, and/or murder; blood and body interior imagery; poisoning; burns; potential for strangulation or drowning; creepy puppet imagery; emotional distress; will add more as needed

[Sorry you've found yourself somewhere as awful as the Otherworld. Echo's navigating it for the first time, and unfortunately she has a ton of trauma in her past so she's unwittingly spawn quite a lot of monsters. Luckily she is very skilled at combat if you need her help with (almost) any of them! Unfortunately she is very unfamiliar with processing the feelings all of this is going to make her deal with.]

I. Outside

a.
[With the relative suddenness of finding oneself in this nightmare, some people who have been drawn into it may be unprepared for the dangers it carries. Echo however is almost always armed, and she's not bad surveillance work either.

A Marionette monster sways unnaturally toward a potential victim, some resident of Trench or possibly even you! The swipes from the dagger it's wielding have been getting more precise and closer to hitting its target. But suddenly Echo leaps in, literally. You may not have seen her jump, but you certainly notice her downward trajectory as she lands a hard kick into the puppet's head, sending it crashing to the pavement. She then quickly plunges one of two short blades protruding from under her large sleeves into the back as she kneels, running the monster through. It all goes limp.

Echo then turns her head toward the person who had just been in harm's way.]

Perhaps you should find shelter.

b.
[Echo is walking the streets of this disturbing, twisted Trench. Maybe you're already walking with her, or you spot her just now. A variety of monsters may be nearby as well, ahead or following behind (as one of them does). She tends to be quiet unless there's a need to speak, so it's probably up to you to start the conversation, whatever the exact scenario is!]

II. Inside

[The particular building you've entered is leading toward a major fight, one that would probably be the final boss were this a video game. But it isn't, so maybe you'll do more after this.

The interior seems to suggest the trouble ahead if only because of how grotesque it is. It almost looks like the inside of a body; walls lined with muscles and tendons, bones supporting corners, maybe even bits of an organ showing here and there. There's absolutely no rhyme or reason to the placement of the contents, but you'd definitely think of it as some living creature's interior.

In contrast, the floor seems to be made of a dark water. While you can definitely recognize it as a liquid, you're still able to walk on it just like any solid ground that would otherwise be there. Deep down, you may spot some decayed and dismembered bits of the Marionette monsters you likely already encountered.

On top of all that, very strong emotions are projecting themselves into this space. There are feelings of anger, sadism, hate, and fear that definitely seem like they're coming from someone else, but you can recognize what they are all the same.

For her part, Echo doesn't seem too bothered by any of this. While her expression is definitely darker than her typical almost blank look, she is also in control of herself.]

This looks...odd.

[Enjoy this weirdness and grossness with Echo traveling with you while you can. Your final destination is going to be much more dangerous.]

III. Safe Room

[Finally, a place to get away from the mess that is Echo's past! These rooms are fairly simple, but good for hanging out in for however many hours are left if you want. On occasion, a blue feather will come floating down out of nowhere. You also may see a doll or two as well: a brown bear cub with a rope around its neck or a very dark colored bunny with a red necktie.

In this particular room, you've found Echo too! Whatever she's been through so far is hard to tell (but feel free to specify what you'd like it to be if there's something you wanna talk about). She's seated, maybe even holding the aforementioned bear doll.]

...Have you had trouble as well?

ooc: The details can be found on the plotting post! Please feel free to specify in the subject lines or the comments here or there about what exactly you'd like to encounter. You can do multiple boss monsters in any order, no monsters at all, go from the outside to the inside, handwave whatever parts of their trek that are going to be too boring or too much, the possibilities are vast! You can even write what any monster is doing; as long as it's under my specs I really don't mind!

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[The rust, the shuddering mechanical sounds, the walls splattered with either paint or blood - it's not all entirely new to Fakir after a year in Trench, but that only makes him more afraid. He's heard about the Sleeper Farm. Is this somehow related? Or to the parallel Trench inhabited by more Zealots?

All of this makes the marionettes almost a relief. They're a familiar kind of threat, and one that even he can deal with. Their movement is stilted enough that he's able to disarm the first one he encounters, taking its short sword to cut it down.

The best plan, he thinks, is to find someplace relatively untouched by all this...whatever and either locate a portal or, maybe, wait it out. He sets off down the streets with that in mind, taking down stray marionettes as he goes.

At last, he turns onto another street and spots what seems to be another actual person.]

Hey!

[The sudden appearance of another person makes Echo stop in her tracks. Her short swords are poking out from under her large sleeves; clearly she's had a few battles herself already. She definitely wants to be sure that anyone she encounters isn't something out to kill her.

He's not striking her as a monster, though, so she directs herself toward Fakir.]

You should be cautious. It is very dangerous here.

[Getting straight to the point. She doesn't get small talk yet anyway.]

[Even if it was a situation for small talk, Fakir's not one for it himself.

He holds up his sword, briefly. He's noticed.]

Have you seen any other people here?

[She notes that he at least has a weapon, but that doesn't necessarily mean someone is actually capable with it.

She gives a small shake of her head.]

No. I don't believe so, at least. There have been...

[Echo's lips tighten as she tries to think of the right words to describe what she's been seeing.]

...other...things.

The...puppets?

[Are there other things?]

[ It's a good thing that Ange is way too used to grotesque things by now. If she hadn't seen stuff like this plenty of times in Trench already, then she certainly would have encountered it back home before. Those witches back home sure didn't play around when it came to making things extremely gross and disturbing, after all.

So right now Ange isn't too concerned with the look of everything around them as much as she's making sure to stay on guard in case something - or, let's be real, they already encountered plenty of stuff along the way, so if more - jumps out at them.

Though she does seem kind of grossed out looking down at the dark water, lifting up her feet like she's worried about it getting all over her shoes, despite the ground seeming solid as they walk. ]

You really think 'odd' is the best word for it?

[ Ange's voice is pretty flat as she asks it - more or less her usual deadpan, rather than any real accusation. ]

[Echo doesn't appear very troubled about anything. She still looks around carefully for any signs of danger, but they've reached a corridor which should at least limit the movements of any of the monsters. Echo is still leaving her swords at the ready just in case.]

Is there a better word?

[She looks toward Ange, and it's obvious she's just purely curious about this. It's like she's totally ignoring the dangers and horrible "decor".]

Gross.

[ .. thanks, Ange.

A very helpful answer. But then again, Ange wouldn't be Ange if she didn't just give the blunt and direct answer under any and all circumstances.. It's the easiest way to cope with said gross and weird circumstances they've found themselves in, at the very least.

At least she's still moving, even as she's talking. Despite the fact that she does think their surroundings are really gross right now, it's not going to stop her either. ]

Do you know the part in the story of Pinocchio where they get swallowed by a whale? [ Ange, please don't just assume everyone knows these tales.. ] That's what it feels like right now.

...That's also suitable, yes.

[Echo focuses on the path again and is still pretty unfazed despite her agreement. The only change in her expression is mild confusion at the reference she doesn't understand. Even if it came up in movie night she doesn't always bother showing up, the anthropomorphized animal ones make no sense to her.]

I am not familiar with that story. That sounds very strange.

But it does suggest being in another's body. And with these other troubling things that have arisen...

[Now she looks like she's worried and seriously considering things.]

[ It seems that she somehow managed to get the point across well enough, huh? It doesn't really matter whether or not Echo actually knows the story, as long as she realises that Ange is implying it looks like they're inside of someone.

Because it really does to her. As they keep walking, she can't help but keep having that thought, even if it makes no sense. How would they ever be inside someone? It's not like they were swallowed.

(Then again - when has anything in this place ever made sense?) ]

I guess it means we have to watch out there won't be some sort of stomach acid that could try to melt us.

[ She says it relatively calmly, but that's just how Ange deals with the idea of any threat, really. Just face it head on with a pokerface, no matter how gross or ridiculous it may be. ]

[Echo continues to look like she's seriously contemplating something as Ange speaks, but she did listen even if it's not obvious at first. But the puppets, the strings, the chains, and now being inside another body with a dark watery surface? The odds of that many things that related to her being in this weirdness were highly stacked against this being a coincidence.]

...I doubt we have to worry about digestion. While it's still speculation, I have been suspecting for a while that all of this is intended to be a message for me.

[She falls silent again.]

For you?

[ There's a sense of doubt in Ange's voice as she glances over at Echo. It's not a total denial, since.. well, clearly the other would know better about this than Ange herself would. But at the same time the idea feels a little weird. Sure, sometimes Trench twists and bends and shows them their worst nightmares, or other personal stuff, but on this scale?

It's like the entire world has been twisting and bending around them.

Just to send Echo a message?

Ange frowns. ]

What makes you think that? [ Sure, it might be a bit of a personal question to ask, but Ange can't help but ask it all the same. For all they know, the key to getting out of here could lie in that information. ]

Many of the things I've been seeing correspond to aspects of my being. Or rather, my past.

[She turns her head down to the floor, staring into the dark water.]

This, for example, reminds me of the space where Duldee controlled the personalities it created. And the broken dolls are...

[Echo's expression darkens. After a moment of silence, she begins again.]

That is, the dolls and the strings are also reminiscent of its powers.

[ At least Ange readily accepts the other's reasoning. After all - Echo would be much more likely to recognize whether this really was something that corresponds to her in some way.

But the meaning of all of this being reminiscent of things Echo is familiar of.. that's the part she's struggling a bit more with. Sure, it could be a message, but.. ]

This place loves reminding us of our past.

[ Just Trench. Just this world as a whole, really. If there's anything Ange knows at this point, it's that fact. ]

It could just be trying to unsettle you. It's what it usually does.

Fair point. This is certainly disturbing even if it had no relation to me.

[Said completely emotionlessly.]

However, the fact that this clearly symbolizes being in a body that belongs to someone else is too specific. It's not a common experience even where I'm from. Unless people simply do not discuss it here.

[Her, all the other shorter-lived Duldums, Oz... That's all she's aware of, yep.]

If these connections only grow stronger, I'm beginning to feel concerned about what else this place may contain.

.. then tell me.

[ Sure, it might be.. something that's just a little bit too direct to ask.

And usually Ange wouldn't bother. She can be nosy, sure, but she tends to keep that to herself, knowing how much it can suck when someone digs too deep into your personal business.

On the other hand, there's none of that luxury here and now. They can't let it rest if they could run into something potentially dangerous. ]

What else could be here? If you let me know, we can be prepared for it. [ And sometimes that's what determines the difference between life and death here. ]

[She answers the question very quickly.]

Noise. Or... Duldee may be more likely.

...Has Break-sama informed you on Chains?

[She's explained them to a couple of people around here, but if she doesn't have to waste time on that section with Ange it'd probably help in this situation.

Especially since there's now a door ahead of them in the grotesque corridors. It looks like a normal door at least.]

[ Ange glances between the door and Echo, though she doesn't bother to move to open it just yet. Ange isn't that impulsive - and it's better to know about any potential danger that might be behind there before they're stuck dealing with it, she figures.

So her gaze ends up resting on Echo instead as she nods. ]

Yeah. I know about them.

[ There's very little about their world that she doesn't know at this point, she figures - as long as it's related to Break, anyway. Especially when she even knows the things about the guy he seems to like talking about the least. ]

.. did you have one too?

[ After all, if this entire world is related to Echo somehow, and the other is starting about Chains, it's easy for Ange to make that kind of connection. ]

[Echo feels like giving information is more important at the moment as well, and leaves the door shut. She shakes her head at the question.]

No. I am one. Or rather, an extension of one.

[Since she'd already mentioned them, Echo just continues, figuring these would answer her following questions.]

Noise was the Contractor of Duldee, which had the power to instill temporary personalities into others, called Duldum. But Noise could not control the power of the Abyss and began to lose herself. To slow the process, Duldee used its power on her as well to guard her heart. I'm not sure how many there were before, but I was the final one created for this purpose.

[She moves one hand to her chest.]

Therefore I have always inhabited the body that was originally hers.

[ Well, this is new to Ange.

Sure, she's heard about Chains, but she didn't know that people could also be Chains. Or maybe the other way around-- Chains can be people? They always seemed more like spirits in her mind, or just generally supernatural beings.

Although these specific circumstances sure.. sound like something. Ange frowns as she tries to process it all. Thankfully she's used to adjusting to ridiculous-sounding information by now, given what she's always dealt with back in her own world. ]

So that was that other girl?

[ At least that's a puzzle piece she can now properly click back in place from a long while ago. ]

Do you think she could be here too? [ If this place is all about Echo.. Then why couldn't there be a representation of her, just like there had been back then? ]

ooc — I figured I'd start here to give Peter a chance to warm up a bit (he gets Overwhelmed Quick and I didn't want him to just be having panic attacks every five seconds bahaha), maybe see what things might get revealed about Echo / just generally I'm interested in him learning more about her! I would also be down for a boss fight later on if that's something you'd like to do and isn't too much jammed into one thread. Paimon could definitely pop out and help Echo take down something; I'd be game for any options and we could see what might work best / which bosses you haven't yet had a chance to play with later on down the road!

( There's the sound of footsteps pounding as the young man runs, long legs carrying him swiftly. But he's soon enough finding himself cornered against the intersection of two buildings, and The Thing's coming closer with that horrible unnatural movement.

Peter's eyes are saucer-wide, breathing laboured and tight. It's certainly not the first time he's been pursued by some monster, but this is the first time he's seen one like this. Like some doll — twitching closer, knife extended towards him. (Some part of him dimly registers a face painted on, but it's so faded and worn that he can't realise it's some imitation of himself. Not yet.)

Paimon, he desperately calls, unable to voice anything aloud, just in his head. But the demon doesn't respond; maybe he requires a verbal summoning, or maybe this place has temporarily suppressed him, rendered him unconscious for awhile. Peter's alone.

Then, suddenly, he isn't.

Something flashes into the scene, so fast that Peter almost barely registers it as a person. He does scream, hands coming up to either side of his head like he's trying to shield himself. But... the person's killing the thing with an expert-like capability, and Peter's gaping widely at them. Her. He... knows her, doesn't he? Kind of. )

It's you— ( he gasps, fumbling forwards. He's having a hard time breathing, fingers clenched into the front of his own shirt. The girl's suggestion is momentarily glossed over, not because he means to ignore it, just— )

What— what is that thing?

ooc: All right, sounds good!

[Echo recognizes him after his first comment, mostly because she hadn't paid much attention to who she was helping with the mannequin still in action. She actually looks a bit surprised.

It's pretty obvious to her that this is the person she spoke to over the network and not the demon she met at the wedding. She'd wonder about how that split personality works and if it's anything like her situation was, but it's totally not the time for that.

She glances around as she begins to respond, making sure nothing else is nearby.]

I'm...not certain.

[She knows what it reminds her of, but that's not possible. Noise isn't here and Duldee is dead.]

But it's clearly dangerous. Can you defend yourself at all?

( Peter's staring down at the doll-like thing, before his eyes move back up to the girl, and he's willing himself to try and breathe, but it's still hard. Little gasps are popping up inbetween his breaths, and he's moving to lean against the nearby brick wall of a building, closing his eyes as he tries to gather himself. He can't fall into panic, can't, can't.

Concentrate on her words. Something to focus on. He gives himself mental instruction like that, and slowly peels his eyes open after a few moments of labored silence. )

Not... really. ( Admitted with a soft wince; he's... not exactly capable of much. But it's a complicated question — technically he does have a defense, in the form of Paimon. Peter has no idea that the girl has met his demon for herself, though, so he's not sure he should reveal that much just yet. He just witnessed her take something scary down with zero effort... he should probably be kind of cautious, here. )

I don't have.. powers, or training, or anything like that. ( Not the way most people here do. Not the way she clearly does. Peter's staring at her, some mix of impressed and a little frightened. )

You're really good, though. Where'd you learn to fight like that...?

[She honestly doesn't care too much about what he's capable of, but having a good understanding of the situation should help her figure out how to handle any more trouble. She nods at his answer to note her registering of it.]

It was necessary to my purpose, so the ability was given to me when I was born.

[The answer's the same whether or not he knows what Paimon knows. Echo is aware she usually has to explain more around here, but there's also no point or benefit in her lying now.]

It's probably not wise to remain in one place for an extended period of time. Once you are able, we should get moving.

( "Necessary to my purpose"... that sounds a lot like how Paimon talks. Enough that it's slightly uncomfortable, but Peter does remember when he'd chatted with this girl briefly on the network, a while back. It was clear then that she maybe wasn't exactly, entirely, human...? Which is pretty normal around here, admittedly.

But whatever's going on here is definitely alarming, and Peter nods quickly, peeling himself off from the wall he was leaning against and moving to step a little closer to her, like he's going to follow. )

Yeah— I'm cool to go. Sorry, ( he adds, aware of his... state. How he's still breathing kind of odd, and looking a little faint. ) ...Stuff like this kind of freaks me out. Uh... fighting, and monsters. But I'm okay now.

( ...Are you, Peter? The second something else pops up, he's definitely going to start screaming. And as he walks, he's just nervously rambling a bit. ) I guess they had stuff like this in your world...? Monsters, I mean. If the ability to fight was uh.. given to you?

I see. It's not an unusual response to such things.

[Echo turns toward the direction she'd been heading in before. Even if Peter doesn't go there naturally, Echo stays close to his side. If there's one thing she's actually good at it's reading situations without being skewed by emotions and she's pretty sure he's going to need help on hand if something else happens.

She starts answering his questions with a single nod.]

Occasionally I would have to hold back Chains. They are widely considered to be monsters. They were not exactly like these creatures, though...

[She pauses for a second, frowning a bit as she's clearly thinking about something. The almost blank puppets... was it some sort of message toward her?]

Combat with people was necessary as well.

( Peter does stick close to the girl, drifting into step along with the direction she's headed without needing any coaxing. She may intimidate him a little (a lot), but he's not about to lose company now that he's found it. Besides, no matter how much more capable she... clearly is than him, he couldn't just leave a kid on their own. Not in a place like this.

So he stays close to Echo, hands shoved in the front pockets of his coat, shoulders scrunched up a little and looking around with tension. )

Chains.... that just sounds terrifying. ( He can barely imagine what a creature named a Chain would look like. People, though...? )

...It sounds like your world was pretty tough. ( Chewing lightly on the inside of a cheek, Peter then gives a soft exhale. )

There weren't.... monsters, where I'm from. Not like this, at least. They were there, but.... hidden. I didn't even really know about them until I came here.

Things are usually not considered monsters until they do something monstrous, so that sounds logical if they are hidden.

I think the average person in my world had an experience similar to yours, although they likely know Chains exist. Few who were still alive would have ever seen one, apart from the dukedoms and those who served them.

[As if on cue, the metallic rattling of a chain can be heard in the distance. Echo freezes and looks in its direction. She spots one of the strange skeletal bird-like creatures, but it's a full block away and doesn't seem to have noticed them if it even cares.]

...Perhaps we should head in the opposite direction.

( That's... a good point. Logical and uncomfortable and so real to him in ways that make him feel a little dizzy again for a moment. He'll always think of his mother when he thinks of the word "monster", no matter how much he wishes he didn't. So much seemed all right on the surface. So much wasn't.

He's looking quickly up at the sound, instinctively tensing up and moving closer to Echo. Following the girl's gaze, he spots the thing, too, and balks. She doesn't have to tell him twice; he'll move in said opposite direction, trembling again. )

What.... are they, exactly? Chains.

[Maybe she should write a guidebook so she doesn't have to keep explaining this to everyone...]

Simply put, lifeforms from the Abyss. Some enter into Contracts with those chosen in the human world to guard their home, as they otherwise cannot exist outside of it. Others seek to kill people in hopes they can gain something from it and enter into Illegal Contracts. Chains vary greatly in appearance and powers. I don't believe any two are the same.

[Echo gives the area another scan. Still clear at the moment.]

Perhaps the beach is the safest destination.

[No buildings for things to come out of, one side that should be completely free of attackers and a clear view. It's not like there's a stalker monster heading toward her from there!]

( That... definitely sounds like demons, in ways. Enough ways to make that odd twist of discomfort within Peter curl in on itself, tighter. No matter how often he encounters others who come from worlds with things like that, it... frightens him in a very specific way, down to the core. Touches that place.

(And by now, he's certain that Paimon is also listening.) )

The beach sounds good, yeah. ( Peter agrees quickly, continuing to keep pace with Echo. Should be safe there, right...? And easier to see if there's anything unfavourable wandering around the shores. He isn't at all considering that there might be something that came up from the water...! )

Chains sound a lot like.... demons. What I've heard about demons, anyway. ( He offers as they walk, some attempt at conversation while things are relatively calm. ) And the Abyss sounds like... Hell.

( He can smell the ocean now, and see the Boardwalk not far up ahead. Despite Peter's nerves, there's a dose of relief, and he gives a soft sigh. ) ....It's peaceful out here. Haven't been in a while.

[You can say this for Lucius - he too is almost never found unarmed. He doesn't know which alternate Trench this might be (it feels like they're proliferating), but at least so far the only threats he's been faced with are strange puupets. No match for his swordwork (or at least not yet).

The question is how to get out. Trench phenomena, he thinks, often require working with others to get anywhere. But there's no one else here.

Until he spots a familiar figure dispatching more of those puppets.]

Echo?

[Echo seems a bit fatigued as she cuts down another marionette. While they aren't the mostly skilled or powerful things she's come across, they're competent enough that it's taxing to fight them.

Her head immediately snaps toward the source of the familiar voice just after her latest target crumples.]

Oh, Lucius. Have you had trouble as well?

It's been annoying. [No, it is actually trouble, he's just like this.]

Do you know how you got here?

[He brings his sword down hard on the arm of a marionette that had started to raise its own weapon, cutting it off.]

[She describes a lot things as annoying too whether they're not that bad or horribly worse, it makes sense.]

Not specifically.

[She quickly moves to the side to avoid a thrust from another doll wielding a pair of scissors.]

There was a sudden fog followed by darkness I cannot explain. I heard a strange sound as well. Trench had turned into like this once I was able to see again.

[Echo slices through the marionette that was attack her and the pieces drop to the ground.]

Did you have a different experience?

[He shakes his head.]

The same. [More or less. He turns to strike at a marionette that had come up behind him, knocking to the ground.]

Is anyone else here?

[Echo's frown shifts slightly, so it's clear this news highly frustrated her. She stomps on the hand of the puppet she just took down, which was trying to keep moving. The impact cracks it, and it releases its makeshift weapon.]

It's not just us, but it does not seem like many either. I believe I have spotted another person or two, but the situation has made it very difficult to convene or discuss it.

[If it were someone else, he might have asked if they were sure they'd seen other people and not more puppets. But however odd Echo is, she does pay attention. So the observation is likely correct.

Taking a cue from her, he drives the point of his sword into the head of the marionette he had knocked down, splitting it open like a nutshell.]

Did they look familiar?

[Maybe wherever they are is targeting certain people. It would explain why there are so few of them around.]

No.

[The latest onslaught seems to have been quelled. Echo still takes time to scan the area for any signs of imminent danger. It doesn't stop her from continuing her response.]

I suspect there are more here than I've seen, however. If these creatures are so set on violent actions and have not already targeted us, they must be keeping busy elsewhere.

[She's not as confident about this as her usual assessments, but something about this has her feeling...off.]

[Well, the creatures being busy with unnkown other people elsewhere is fine by Lucius, who is never very far from turning ruthlessly pragmatic. And who knows, maybe death is what gets you out of this place anyway. Hmm. But if they both arrived in basically the same way...

He wiggles his sword free of the marionette head.]

Maybe if we find whatever made that sound and set it off again, we'll get sent back.

[Echo has only been getting used to keeping people outside of her watch in mind in the last year or so, she won't judge that.]

Perhaps. If the strange weather conditions are behind it, it likely won't be as easy.

[Still turning and looking in various directions. Even if there's nothing else nearby, maybe an answer of some sort will stand out.]

Could you tell where it came from, or what it was?

[Lucius does think it's likely for the weather conditions to be behind it, for precisely that reason. Still, if there's a chance of the cause being something they can affect, it's worth trying.

He turns to look around him as well.]

It sounded kind of like a horn? [A large, ugly horn.] It must have come from somewhere high up.

[That would ensure it's widely heard.]

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