(OOC: Next up, Holden and Daniel do their chapter in the Velvet room. I'll be doing Kefa/choases in parts spread throughout the campaign.)
Holden now strolled up to where Red and Kefa were, laying above the cakes crushed remains. Red was speachless with a blank expression that did not express the pure and unbridled dread his gut contained. Just when he realized the best course of action was to run, Holden's footsteps caught his attention. They breifly made eye contact.
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A cacophony of loud buzzing noises rang through the heads of Red, Holden, Kefa, (and Daniel just as Mister Walrus and Mr Dinosaur had found the raft they needed to cross the ocean [Bathtub]). The 4 boys collapsed to their knees. Red's head felt as if were going to split open, and then, strangely enough it did. Or at least that's what it felt like. Followed by the sensation of being unraveled like a string that was increasing speed exponentially. Red blacked out.
Waking as if being dropped from consciousness he found himself floating with Holden, Kefa, and Daniel, with what appeared to be 3 distinctly different colors of snot with eyes and oddly patterned underwear (Where had he seen them before?) and a plastic dinosaur.
Next to Kefa was... a second Kefa... what the hell was going on. Before Red had any time to contemplate further on his sanity gravity kicked in and the group began to fall. All except for one of the Kefa's who remained silent and Daniel, who was screaming more out of delight and excitement. Blinding flashes of light Crashed around them. With each flash came voices.
"The Arcana" "The Arcana" "Social links" "bonds with others" "Wielders of persona" "The Clow is coming" "You must stop her" "Please help" "Help" "Help us"
They stopped falling instantaneously, they now stood in a meadow overlooking a waterfall.
"We are guardians of the spirits dimension. We protect the sanctity of the spirit dimension."
Another voice "But there is one corrupting influence that would take our rule away, that would tear open space time to meet her own ends."
"Without our order there will be no distinction between spirit and tangible. There will be no safe heaven for mankind or the beasts."
"We do not wish this world to be consumed by the shadows of our light. We wish to protect mankind."
"But we cannot. We can only give it the power to protect itself."
"We give you the power of the social links. We title you of the original Arcana. Warriors selected for your ties to representation of the spirit."
Cards now appeared in front of them.
Red’s contained a symbol of a lighting bolt. “Thunder Arcana you’re path is chosen.”
In front of Daniel and his odd trailing snot, a picture of a ripple “Water Arcana. Your path is chosen.”
Then in Front of Daniel, his card appeared in a burst of flame. “Fire Arcana. Your path is chosen.”
Finally two cards appeared in front of the twin Kefa’s “Jester and Hunger. Your path is chosen. But it is not yet set.”
The cards then floated into their bodies and became ethereal. “You’re power is still weak now. If you wish to survive what lies ahead, you will need to harness these powers. With enough strength it is possible to stop the darkness, or control it. This is all we can do for you Mankind. Original Arcana, spread your power so that it may be unleashed to the world, like it was before the great seal. We now send you to the guide, he will tell you of your power.”
Falling again. Screaming again. Crash.
Reds Trip to the Velvet RoomRed picked himself off what appeared to be a blue field. Around him a whole other world with towns and villages and people and… bizarre looking creatures wandered. He could feel them all. He felt connected to them somehow. The blue mountain caught his eye and he could feel himself (ethereal again) being pulled to the top by what seemed a gust of wind. There at the top was a man with a long nose sitting at a table precariously positioned.
“Welcome to the velvet room.” He said gesturing to a seat.
“This doesn’t really look like a room to me.” Said Red looking out at the vast landscape.
“Oh but you see it is. The room takes forum depending on the soul of it’s visitor.”
Red laughed. “I grew up in a suburb. I’ve never even imagined a place like this.” As he said this he felt a twinge of pain… and something like… homesickness?
“Allow me to introduce myself, I am Igor, I will be your guide when you visit this soul room. Our souls are not what we consciously perceive. This world you exist in, it is very unstable and things leak in and out all the time. No doubt the manifestation of this room is a reflection of that.”
Red Suppressed his feelings and curiosity about this place. So far as he was concerned this was some sort of stress induced nightmare.
“Alright then. Lets cut to the chase. Why am I here?”
Igor raised his eyebrows. “If you do not understand by what the creatures of the light told you, there is little I can do to explain.”
Maybe Red had come across as a little rude to the long nosed man.
“Alright. Lets start with this, Social links, Arcana. What does that mean?”
“Social links are your ties to others, they grant their users power, but to use them you must posses the power of the Arcana. You’re Arcana is thunder, it is a form of fortune telling, to some extent you belong to the light and energy. It reveals things about you that you would otherwise be unaware of. If you have any more questions child, now would be a good time, as you are waking up in your world and cannot remain in this plain much longer.”
Red almost walked away… but what if this wasn’t just a bad dream. The information would be important.
“You said that these powers, our arcana wasn’t strong enough yet. How are we supposed to beat whatever is coming?”
Igor seemed delighted at this question and leaned in closer. “You are weak because you are singular. You have always been a loner, repressing your true nature.”
As Red was going to deny it Igor interrupted “Is that really what you think? I can see into your soul, it is not befitting to lie.”
Red closed his mouth.
“It is only by strengths your ties to others that you will be able to claim the power you will need on your journey. You must learn to trust, Red, rely on another other then yourself. This may be the only path for redemption for you and them.”
“Whose them?”
“Our time is up I’m afraid.”
And with that Red felt as though he was sucked back into his own head at breakneck speeds. Away from the blue landscape back through the swirling flashes of light. To a collapsed body on the ground and a man (The head of CP! The man Red had seen after he got off the bus) Lying next to him was Holden and Kefa who were also starting to get up.
The leader of CP spoke “My oh my? Did you enjoy your nap? Good. Maybe you can sleep on the bus taking you back home.” Red’s heart sank.
Edit: you have NPC control over Igor, Elizabeth, Margret or any custom attendent you make. Keep in mind the velvet room exists outside time and space so it's hard to make contradictions in the timeline. Whereas it might ruin some stories if margret and elizabeth were in a scene together, not so with a room that exists outside time and space.