(open) you're looking at me like you don't know who i am

[entreats]

Who: Ange, Ruby, Break, and anyone who knows any of them.
What: Corruption turned Ange into a true Umineko witch who decided the best way to keep the people she loves safe from this town is to drag them into a pocket dimension.
When: For a while in March.
Where: Ange and Ruby's house-turned-small-pocket-dimension.

Content Warnings: Potential violence if anyone acts particularly antagonistic. Potential talk of violence or gore. Other warnings will be added when things pop up.



Perhaps you have seen Ruby's odd network post and decided to check things out. Or maybe you're just wandering around Trench and notice that Ange and Ruby's house suddenly looks.. different.

The house has been completely overgrown by way oversized roses, big thorns growing out of all the stems, completely obscuring the structure that's supposed to be underneath it. If you get close enough to the cluster of roses, you may feel your connection to any of the three people inside suddenly pull you in. (Please note: only people who know either Ange, Ruby or Break will be able to enter the pocket dimension because of this!)

If you give in to the sensation, everything around you might go black, and when the light returns, you seem to find yourself in.. a hedge maze. A rather odd one, though. As you stumble through it, you may suddenly find yourself in random rooms, and then back out of them into the hedge maze once more. The Moss King's wild plants seem to have even invaded corners of this place, so you might want to watch out you avoid having those snap at you. Retracing your steps through the labyrinth feels impossible, like the way is changing up behind you with every step. Some rooms make perfect sense - like a neat and elaborate kitchen, or a library - and others seem to consist of nonsense with stairs leading upside down or to nowhere, or gravity not working in a specific room at all.

Flying throughout the entire maze are golden butterflies. They seem to fly with direction, and if you follow them, you might find them leading you to one of the people you were looking for..

Comments

hedge maze for bastard grandpas

[clocktowers]

[ It is not a terribly welcoming garden. When Ozpin enters, he finds himself physically struggling to push through a rosebush, the thorns catching at his clothes. It takes a moment to extricate himself, less elegantly than he'd prefer.

But he does insist, and so now here he stands: leaves in his hair, his weapon in hand, frowning out at the seemingly endless tangle of hedges. Every time he steps forward, he seems to meet another dead end. ]

[onekindsoul]

[Under any other circumstance Ruby would have been content to bar the path of anyone her and Ange didn't see fit to enter their golden land. But- the scattered fragments of Ruby's soul had ached when Ozpin had approached the portal. The part of her that was Ange's furniture knew that had caused her grief too. She didn't normally go out looking for a fight, but she thought it was only fitting to make it clear that he wasn't welcome here.

As Ozpin navigates through the maze the bright colours seem to dull, the golden butterflies actively retreat from his touch, and the rose bushes seem to carry more thorns than they did for anyone else. When he comes across the next dead end, the light sound of heels clicking against the path can be heard. And a moment later Ruby Rose will lightly skip into view before coming to a stop. Garbed in an outfit befitting her station as furniture to the Golden Witch.]

Professor Ozpin.

I shouldn't be surprised you're sticking your nose in where you clearly aren't welcome.

[There's a lack of emotion to her tone. Like she's simply stating a well known fact.]

Why?

[clocktowers]

[ The way she carries herself is so flat and stilted, her tone so impassive, that Ozpin just looks bewildered. For a moment he is plainly at a loss for how to respond. ]

A great many people have become concerned. Myself among them.

[ He steps forward, speaking to her like a wayward student, not like a threat. ]

Don't you think this has gone on long enough?

[onekindsoul]

[Ruby gives the lightest of shrugs.]

No one has a reason to be concerned. This place is perfectly safe. I'm keeping Ange safe, and she me.

[Ruby bristles slightly as he steps forward. A hint of annoyance strikes her tone.]

Because you know what's best, right? You know when it's time to let things go?

[clocktowers]

[ This is new: he isn't accustomed to the sharp edge, nor the easy dismissal. It only serves to crystallize his wary frown and the judgment in his tone. ]

Not in all circumstances, to be sure. But in this one, I find it unsettling to see an accomplished Huntress preoccupied with safety and isolation. Surely not all of your guests are so content to leave their lives in Trench behind.

[onekindsoul]

[It was hard to describe the emotion running through her at the moment. Everything was subdued, weaker because of fractured and drained aura. But there was an anger bubbling up that she couldn't deny. In her current state it was just hard to tell if that anger had grown to this point, or if it had always been there and it was just on easier to tap into because everything else had been washed away.

Because she feels the judgement and the professional smile quickly fades to more of a scowl.]

I'm surprised you can even see me past your own nose.

Why did you choose now to come waltz on in here and pretend to care? Are you jealous we've made something better here? Worried no one will listen the next time you want to make everything about you?

[There's a hint of magic in her voice the next time she speaks. Nothing changes in her tone. But Ozpin may get the sense that some of it's not entirely true. But rest is fact.]

I'm not holding anyone here against their will. If they want to leave this realm all they have to do is ask.