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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 14:56:49 GMT -6
Before she could open the next drawer, another strange leaf fluttered down from a high location. She caught it before it could hit the ground. She’d collected nine of these things so far and she didn’t see herself stopping anytime soon. Her pockets were overflowing with leaves at this point. Rusty nuzzled her as she leaned over him to open the next drawer. To her surprise, the drawer was locked tight. She narrowed her eyes, searching to see if there was some sort of keyhole she had missed. She couldn’t see one, which made her feel less bad about potentially missing it.
Voxel stared at the drawer. Fanged wondered if Voxel could push himself through the drawer, but etherealism didn’t appear to work like that. She would need to figure out another way to open the drawer. There was a third drawer in the set. This one slid open easily when she tried. The drawer was empty, which might explain why it wasn’t locked. That just made her more interested into breaking into the other drawer. She couldn’t exactly use Voxel, even if the creature was able to transition through things. He was currently busy playing with a game of tag with Rusty.
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 15:18:04 GMT -6
She pulled the empty drawer out of the desk, wanting to take a look behind it. Once the drawer was freed, it collapsed in on itself. The action was abrupt, making Fanged think she’d accidentally done something to break it. Rusty and Voxel stopped their game at the sudden noise. Rusty bounced over, carefree as he came over to get attention from Fanged.
“Usually when something like this happens, it’s to change to purpose of an ordinary object. For example, a fork might be able to be manipulated into a key shape.”
This drawer might have been in a similar state. She lifted it up, using the lights in the room for further inspection. In the light, it became clear that there were strange symbols etched into the surface of the drawer. A clue to some sort of puzzle perhaps. She used the empty pages on the clipboard to copy out the symbols. There was an added bonus of the opportunity to test out the pens. To her surprise, the pens were able to perfectly copy out the symbols with minimum effort on her part. She wondered if there was a bit of magic in the pens. Her penmanship tended to be a little lacking.
(Rusty 12 2/5, 12 2/5 | Voxel 4 2/5, 4 2/5)
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 15:32:51 GMT -6
“You two will not be of much help for this puzzle. You can’t even understand common, symbols would be even more impossible. In fact, I don’t even know how well I’ll be able to figure this out.”
Rusty let out a meep as though agreeing with her. Fanged leaned close and patted him on the top of his head. He leaned into her touch and meeped again. The noise was endearing and Fanged found herself cooing back at him.
“Now back to work. I wonder if there’ll be more desks in this room.”
There wasn’t all that much left in the room. There were two more covered objects left. She headed towards the one on the left, bracing herself as she ripped the sheet off of it. This sheet revealed another strange contraption. Fanged was growing tired of them. They presented a certain amount of danger that she’d rather not experience. Voxel moved closer in order to inspect the contraption. Fanged frowned, not sure if she should allow him to get so close. He knew the mansion better than she did, perhaps it would be better to let him take the lead for once. He was starting to warm up to her.
(Rusty 12 3/5, 12 3/5 | Voxel 4 3/5, 4 3/5)
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 15:43:03 GMT -6
This contraption was sizeable and a lot more complicated than the electrical chair appeared to be. This contraption was a raised, metal platform encased by a metal frame. There was no chair in sight. Was one meant to stand? Electrical wires protruded down from the top of the frame. Fanged made a mental note to stay clear. There was no way of telling if they were active or not. If she didn’t want to risk electrical shock, she would need to stay quite a distance away.
“You two be careful!” she told her pets.
Rusty seemed content sticking close to her. Voxel on the other hand didn’t look at all like he would listen to her. The contraption had captured his attention unlike anything she’d seen before. The sight unnerved her, but she needed to trust that Voxel knew enough about this place to take care of himself. He hopped up onto the platform, his shimmery body moving swift across the surface. He stood in the centre, as though he knew exactly how to position himself. The contraption buzzed to life. The crackle of electricity filled the air and Fanged instinctively took a step back. Voxel appeared unaffected by the power.
(Rusty 12 4/5, 12 4/5 | Voxel 4 4/5, 4 4/5)
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 15:49:36 GMT -6
Voxel looked at her and let out a laughing howl. He hopped off of the platform and the electricity immediately stopped. Was it using him to generate a power source? That seemed like the reasonable explanation.
“I suppose we ought to connect something to the wires. Then we’ll be able to harness the electricity to power up the other contraption.”
The other contraption still unnerved her, but Voxel might know what to do with it. For now, she’d need to search for some way to connect the two machines. She moved to the last sheet, yanking it off with little fanfare. What lay beneath was another desk, taller than the last. This one also had three drawers. It appeared to mimic the appearance of the other desk. The top drawer opened with ease. It contained a package of blank paper. Now she wouldn’t need to worry about running out. Rusty bounced over, his ears pricked forward at the sound of drawers opening. He hopped up onto the desk, his body a tad bit oversized to fit with comfort.
“It might be a bigger desk, but it doesn’t seem built to hold much weight,” she commented.
Rusty didn’t appear to mind much.
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 16:10:53 GMT -6
At least his position didn’t appear her from opening more drawers. Just like the other desk, the second drawer was locked tight. She still needed to figure out how to open them. She tried the third drawer, unsurprised when it was empty just like the other one. She pulled it free from the desk, this time expecting it to fold in on itself. Voxel began to sniff at the empty space where the drawer had been. Fanged held the flattened drawer up to the light for further investigation. This one also had symbols etched into the surface. They were different than the other drawer and she took the time to copy them out on some blank paper.
“That’s yet another thing I’m going to have to figure out,” she muttered.
Rusty stretched himself, his paws extending over the surface of the desk. The entire thing shook as he moved, clearly not constructed to hold any substantial weight. That was rather unusual. Did it indicate that the desk could be easily broken? She stepped over towards the other desk. She took one of her palms and pressed her weight onto it. The desk shuddered beneath her, threatening to collapse when she applied too much weight.
(Rusty 13 1/5, 13 1/5 | Voxel 5 1/5, 5 1/5)
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 16:18:39 GMT -6
This new development intrigued her. It was almost as if the desk was designed specifically to break open. It very well might have been. She glanced at both of her pets, checking their locations. Rusty was still sprawled out on top of the other desk. It swayed beneath him every time he shifted position. Voxel was back at the electricity machine, waiting patiently for Fanged to follow. She needed to take care of a couple of things before she’d even think of investigating that contraption fully. When she assessed that each creature was adequately out of the way, she turned back to the desk.
“Alright, let’s try to break it.”
She glanced down at her shoes, feeling suddenly apprehensive over the prospect of kicking metal. She would have to suck it up though. She tapped the desk with her shoe, relaxing slightly as it swayed beneath her touch. It shouldn’t require too much effort to break. She pulled her leg back and kicked with a moderate amount of force. The impact stung slightly, but the desk collapsed almost immediately. Bolts popped out of the legs, scattering in all directions. When the destruction had finished, Fanged stepped closer to investigate the newly formed rubble.
(Rusty 13 2/5, 13 2/5 | Voxel 5 2/5, 5 2/5)
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Post by Renathan on Oct 6, 2019 16:29:47 GMT -6
A buzzing sound could be heard nearby, sounding like it was coming from... The walls? What? It was slowly getting louder, too.
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 18:05:30 GMT -6
The desk was completely demolished aside from the locked drawer. It was no longer locked considering it was now accessible. She picked it up, moving to somewhere a bit safer. She didn’t want to accidentally cut herself on pieces of broken desk. As she moved away, a sudden buzzing noise filled her ears. It didn’t sound close, but it was still concerning. It didn’t appear to be in the room, so it was rather useless to worry about it just yet. She stepped over by the desk that Rusty was near and place the drawer on the ground close by.
Voxel trotted over, just as curious as she was to see what was inside. There were a variety of things inside and it would take them a moment to sort through it all. She picked through a pile of cloths. They appeared to be unused, though they were dusty with age. She unwrapped each one until finding a small valve hidden away in one. Underneath the cloths was a toolbox. It was unlocked and inside it were a variety of wrenches and screwdrivers. Was she meant to put something together? It should help her to fix the sink at the very least.
(Rusty 13 3/5, 13 3/5 | Voxel 5 3/5, 5 3/5)
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 18:13:58 GMT -6
At the very bottom of the drawer was a power cord. It seemed like this is what plugged into the electrical chair contraption. She shuddered at the thought of testing it out. Once the drawer was empty, Voxel stuck his head into the opening. He glared at it with suspicion before retreating. Was there something else hidden within, or was he simply acting strange? She decided to check out the drawer on last time before discarding it. She tapped the base of it, feeling around for any hidden compartments. Her fingers met with an indentation and she pried it open with her fingernails.
“Aha! So, you were right about there being something here.”
Hidden within the secret compartment was another tiny key. This one was gold. She placed it in her pocket next to the silver key. She made sure both were secure, not wanting to lose either. With that settled, she stepped over to the desk Rusty was sat on top of.
“Alright buddy, I’m going to need you to me,” she told him.
He glanced up at her sleepily. When it became evident he wasn’t going to move on his own, she reached over and wrapped her arms around his body.
(Rusty 13 4/5, 13 4/5 | Voxel 5 4/5, 5 4/5)
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 18:27:23 GMT -6
She lifted him free from the desk, receiving a slightly upset meep in response. She glanced around for a place to put him, deciding on the pile of cloths that she had unwrapped earlier. She placed him down gently and turned back to the desk. Voxel stuck close, intending to help with her investigation. Rusty had done a number on the desk. Bolts were popping out of the legs. She wouldn’t even need to kick this one hard to get it to collapse. Voxel watched her with interested as she leaned against the desk. She decided that she’d simply push it over, it wouldn’t need much force to get it to collapse.
“You stay over there,” she told the sleeping Rusty. “You probably don’t have to worry, but keep safe so I don’t feel guilty,” she told Voxel.
She gave the desk a single, hard shove. The bolts lining the legs popped out fully and the desk buckled under its own weight. It collapsed with a loud clanging noise, sending each section scattering away from each other.
Fanged marveled at the destruction. She gathered up the bolts, just in case she needed them for later. With that out of the way, she went back to inspect the collapsed desk.
(Rusty 14, 14 | Voxel 6, 6)
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 19:51:41 GMT -6
The locked drawer was now freed from the desk. She lifted it free from the rubble and moved a slight distance away to inspect it. Rusty meeped in excitement as he followed her. The drawer itself was heavy and Fanged struggled to move it. She stretched out her fingertips after placing it on the ground.
“Alright, I hope we find something good stashed away,” she commented.
She glanced inside. The first thing of interest was a pair of thick, electrical gloves. She hoped that was simply there for safety concerns and not because any of the machinery was dangerous. She sifted through the rest of the drawer, removing a connective hose, a lever, and a third key. The key was bronze, completing the set of colours. She had yet to find anything that she could use them on. When the drawer was empty, it collapsed in on itself.
“Looks like it’s another set of symbols,” she mused.
She held the drawer up to the light to get a closer look at the symbols. Then she copied them down with the help of the strange gel pens.
“Alright, I think we have everything set in order to solve the mystery of the room,” she told her pets. Voxel grinned in return.
(Rusty 14 1/5, 14 1/5 | Voxel 6 1/5, 6 1/5)
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 20:19:40 GMT -6
First things first, she wanted to get the sink working. She had a hose that could be connected to it and now they had a way to connect it to an electrical source if it needed so as well. She moved closer to the sink, Rusty following closely. The Lazaru was starting to become quite loyal. His carefree nature was admirable, but it made Fanged feel comforted that he was there to comfort her at every turn. The room still served to unnerve her, but having Rusty close by made her feel more confident.
“You make me brave, even if you’re not very brave yourself,” she told him.
Voxel stuck close to the electrical machine as though excited at the prospect of using it again. While he was there, Fanged took the time to connect the hose to the sink.
“Now I need to find a water source to connect this to,” she muttered.
There would likely be something in the wall she could connect it to. Hopefully it would be located close to the sink. The sink looked like it would be rather cumbersome to move. She moved to the wall, looking for anything that would indicate the presence of water.
(Rusty 14 2/5, 14 2/5 | Voxel 6 2/5, 6 2/5)
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 20:33:26 GMT -6
It took her a few minutes to find an area on the wall that was marked with the words supply line. Fanged was not very skilled with such matters, but she felt that was what she was looking for. There was an area to attach the hose and she did just that.
“Now to see if it’s able to reach the sink.”
She walked it over to the sink, frowning when she realized it was just short of it. She’d need to push the sink a couple of feet closer. She shooed Rusty away, not wanting him to get hurt. Voxel was an easier matter to deal with. His focus was purely on the electrical machine and as such, he had little interested in anything else. She approached the sink, digging her heels in as she pressed her palms against the side. She gritted her teeth and began to push it forward. It was strangely heavy, but she wasn’t well versed in sink management to know if that was unusual or not. It took her a great deal of effort, but she finally moved the sink close enough to attach the hose.
“It would really suck if this thing turned out to be broken.”
(Rusty 14 3/5, 14 3/5 | Voxel 6 3/5, 6 3/5)
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Post by Fanged on Oct 6, 2019 20:38:42 GMT -6
With those hose attached she could test out the sink. She went to check the water supply first, not wanting to panic herself if it was turned off and the sink didn’t work. She noticed that it appeared to be shut off considering the water pressure reader was stuck on zero. It looked like she needed a lever to turn it on, but there wasn’t one attached to the system. She remembered that there had been one hidden away in one of the drawers and she stepped over to retrieve it.
“If this works, you and I will finally be able to get clean!” she exclaimed to Rusty.
The Lazaru meeped, picking up on her excitement. She wondered if he noticed just how grimy he was. She could certainly feel the grime collecting on her skin. It made her feel sticky and uncomfortable. She attached the lever with a little help from a wrench. When it was secure, she turned it on. The water pressure reader switched on and the dial moved to the right, indicating that everything was ready to go.
“Now for the moment of truth!” she commented as she walked back to the sink.
Voxel let out an impatient howl, wanting her to get back to the electrical machine.
(Rusty 14 4/5, 14 4/5 | Voxel 6 4/5, 6 4/5)
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