[Somewhere, Cunning is politely golf-clapping. Anyway, the monster's set on fire and man he goes up in flames pretty quickly, the smell of burnt hair wafting into the small room. The walls begin to shift again but this time they can see the bricks moving inch by inch. The minotaur swings blindly, axe crashing into the wall and narrowly missing the three of them in a wide-arc swing.
The door to the crawlspace slides open. Time to go! It's just as dark in there, too, but if Connor looks since he's closest, he'll find frayed edges of red yarn lying in the opening.
They shouldn't contemplate for too long though since the minotaur continues to thrash and swing, trying to land a hit on any of them as he burns.]
[He may be the closest, but he's not going to yeet himself through the crawlspace until the other two have gone through it. It's definitely not the time to admire Zoe's handiwork, as warm and toasty as it may be. Time to go, go, go!]
[She follows after Ray with little complaint as she pockets the matchbook, even if she looks behind her to make sure Connor is going to make it in safely. As they all presumably move forward, whispered:]
[The minotaur charges against the crawlspace as they move ahead, but the door shuts in its face and leads behind horn-like indents. As they crawl, they'll find that the dark space has a short incline leading them up and out. Connor will have to bang on the door at the other end, but when he does it will more or less kick the three of them out and toss them in a pile on the floor.
This room is strangely empty, seeing how it only holds a ping-pong table, a stack of crackers and cheese whiz, and an assorted number of chairs surrounding the table.
Connor's just going to stare at the void for a hot second, LED spinning, eerily still in the way that only an android can be. When he speaks up, it's in the same customer service-y tone as always.]
Is everyone alright?
[God.
He'll help the others get up if it's necessary, but otherwise? He sure is going to go ahead and take a look around the room, sticking his fingers in the cheese whiz once he wanders by in order to sample it. Sorry, Cunning.]
[And this is how Connor dies. No, just kidding, he can do that and he'll find that it's literally just cheese whiz? It's also like, fresh cheese whiz as opposed to expired cheese whiz. There's not much else in this room, but apparently Connor licking did something.
There are two more clicks heard from somewhere above them.
That's it for this room, friends. Feel free to step into the hallway where you'll find three more doors out in the hallway. Which will it be? Door numero uno, dos, or tres?]
[You know what, he's just gonna scrape whatever's left of that Cheese Whiz on the edge of the jar with his slightly melty fingies. Cunning's midnight snacks died for a noble cause. Maybe.
Once he's done cleaning up, though, he's going to incline his head towards the hallway. Chipper as shit. Like he didn't just do something gross again.]
[Goodbye cheese whiz, hello hallway! The door closest to them seems to be innocently standing alone, but given that Connor has a lockpick kit on him, there's another clicking noise as the door opens by itself.
Heading inside, the group will find: a really tall desk, a record player, a TV with a VCR attached to it, a computer on said-desk, and also a boombox.
I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about.
[He's
being a little shit on purpose.
Anyway, onwards they go! Once inside the room, Connor's attention will be immediately caught by the computer. Is he going to have any luck trying to have an one-on-one with his great great great great great grandfather over here, or is there nothing to see?]
trying to look over the desk is very uncomfortable, so ray is going to examine the tv and vcr instead. he's never seen a vcr in person except for like the opposite reasons of connor, but it's not exactly rocket science to try and turn them on, so??]
[At the desk, Connor will see that the computer actually works. It doesn't seem to have many interesting factoids on it, but he can click through files and see photos of the camp itself. There are also photos of what looks like a large mountain with a city at its base, along with photos of a large metropolitan city and its landmarks like, say, the Statue of Liberty. Connor will also find letterhead with a black pegasus and the initial CHB on it, along with old paystubs, checks, and accounting information for Delphi Strawberry Service.
As Ray continues to suffer as I, Ty, have suffered by being vertically challenged, he can examine the VCR! It turns on, but behind him a projection screen drops from the ceiling. There's probably a projector somewhere if they look. In doing this, the door also closes and the lights dim just a little.
As for the record player, there's definitely a record in it, but it won't start playing just yet.]
[He'll click through whatever files he can access on the computer, taking notes of the names written on any of the documents. This feels a little bit like wading through a catacomb with how old this technology is, but? It's fine??? Either way, having a computer for a brain means he's almost done by the time the projection screen drops from the ceiling. He looks over to it, eyebrow cocked. Looks at the now locked door.
Squints.]
... I assume we won't be allowed to leave until we use the projection screen.
[Why is everything so ancient, wtf.
Anyway, he'll start going through the desk itself now. Anything else on top of it? Or handy dandy drawers? Perhaps a projector?]
[There's still a pile of papers and a roster of names, though the names are illegible as if Connor's not allowed to read them. The drawers hold office supplies and also the keys to what's probably an SUV. There are also maps of various places all over the United States. But what luck, the projector is also in a drawer with a film reel attached to it. Yay...?
The lights dim again. Movie time seems to be the key here.
The boombox is also ancient but doesn't seem to be plugged in, so Ray can examine it all he wants. As Zoe starts the record though, suddenly a very loud Italian opera with a swell of violins begins booming through the room. The boombox, despite not being plugged in, also seems to be playing the same track suddenly.
As this is going on, the computer suddenly crashes and cannot be turned back on.]
Can't believe opera is about to become his least favorite kind of music. Jesus Christ.
Since movie time seems to be the key here, Connor will go ahead and remove the projector from the drawer before setting it down... somewhere. Someplace. A flat surface where it can project on the screen??? Yeah. How does old technology work and can you lick it.]
[Don't lick the projector!! So Zoe yeets the record and the room goes quiet. Between Connor and Ray, they're going to get the projector working...and a very familiar voice speaks from the film.]
Praise me, demigods! I made you this helpful film. Trust me. It’s awesome.
[The film begins. Darkness. Suddenly, a single spotlight illuminates a man with blonde hair standing on the front porch of the very house they're in. The house is a bold red color instead of the sky blue it is now. The attractive man, wearing a short white chiffon, clears his throat and speaks.]
"O, Immortal Chiron, centaur wise and true,, trainer of our heroes, just remember who taught you."
[And for the next hour, the three of them are treated to the goofiest variety show possible complete with comedy, musical numbers and more. Though the film seems to be talking about the camp itself, several portions of the audio are distorted, making it a little hard to follow.
It's mostly to put up with the stylings of the god on screen, to be honest.]
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The door to the crawlspace slides open. Time to go! It's just as dark in there, too, but if Connor looks since he's closest, he'll find frayed edges of red yarn lying in the opening.
They shouldn't contemplate for too long though since the minotaur continues to thrash and swing, trying to land a hit on any of them as he burns.]
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[He may be the closest, but he's not going to yeet himself through the crawlspace until the other two have gone through it. It's definitely not the time to admire Zoe's handiwork, as warm and toasty as it may be. Time to go, go, go!]
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What the hell just happened?!
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This room is strangely empty, seeing how it only holds a ping-pong table, a stack of crackers and cheese whiz, and an assorted number of chairs surrounding the table.
There's also a door across the room from them.]
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With knives.
And matches.
And a gun.
Connor's just going to stare at the void for a hot second, LED spinning, eerily still in the way that only an android can be. When he speaks up, it's in the same customer service-y tone as always.]
Is everyone alright?
[God.
He'll help the others get up if it's necessary, but otherwise? He sure is going to go ahead and take a look around the room, sticking his fingers in the cheese whiz once he wanders by in order to sample it. Sorry, Cunning.]
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[anyway. this pile sure is fine. sorry for the [checks list] four weapons ray has on him. or well, three because zoe still has his knife.
ray gets up on his own quickly enough, after which he heads to the door to examine it. except, uh, he also looks back and connor why.]
What the hell are you doing?
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Regardless, she stands up after a few moments, looking around the area... And immediately seeing Connor licking the cheese.]
Wait, don't—
[Ah. Too late.]
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There are two more clicks heard from somewhere above them.
That's it for this room, friends. Feel free to step into the hallway where you'll find three more doors out in the hallway. Which will it be? Door numero uno, dos, or tres?]
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Once he's done cleaning up, though, he's going to incline his head towards the hallway. Chipper as shit. Like he didn't just do something gross again.]
Shall we?
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I don't even know what to say.
[you know what? yes. let's just go. we're making eli pick the door too.]
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...Yeah, I'm ready to pretend that didn't happen.
[Onwards!]
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Heading inside, the group will find: a really tall desk, a record player, a TV with a VCR attached to it, a computer on said-desk, and also a boombox.
Explore?]
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[He's
being a little shit on purpose.
Anyway, onwards they go! Once inside the room, Connor's attention will be immediately caught by the computer. Is he going to have any luck trying to have an one-on-one with his great great great great great grandfather over here, or is there nothing to see?]
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trying to look over the desk is very uncomfortable, so ray is going to examine the tv and vcr instead. he's never seen a vcr in person except for like the opposite reasons of connor, but it's not exactly rocket science to try and turn them on, so??]
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As Ray continues to suffer as I, Ty, have suffered by being vertically challenged, he can examine the VCR! It turns on, but behind him a projection screen drops from the ceiling. There's probably a projector somewhere if they look. In doing this, the door also closes and the lights dim just a little.
As for the record player, there's definitely a record in it, but it won't start playing just yet.]
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Squints.]
... I assume we won't be allowed to leave until we use the projection screen.
[Why is everything so ancient, wtf.
Anyway, he'll start going through the desk itself now. Anything else on top of it? Or handy dandy drawers? Perhaps a projector?]
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Seems like it.
[he'll go to check out the boombox now!]
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[Time to see if there's anything she can do to get the record player going! If not, she'll go to look at the desk as well!]
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The lights dim again. Movie time seems to be the key here.
The boombox is also ancient but doesn't seem to be plugged in, so Ray can examine it all he wants. As Zoe starts the record though, suddenly a very loud Italian opera with a swell of violins begins booming through the room. The boombox, despite not being plugged in, also seems to be playing the same track suddenly.
As this is going on, the computer suddenly crashes and cannot be turned back on.]
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Can't believe opera is about to become his least favorite kind of music. Jesus Christ.
Since movie time seems to be the key here, Connor will go ahead and remove the projector from the drawer before setting it down... somewhere. Someplace. A flat surface where it can project on the screen??? Yeah. How does old technology work and can you lick it.]
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in case connor cannot figure out how, ray turns on the projector.]
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[Hm. Time to immediately try to turn the record player off, or take the record off! Something.]
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I made you this helpful film.
Trust me. It’s awesome.
[The film begins. Darkness. Suddenly, a single spotlight illuminates a man with blonde hair standing on
the front porch of the very house they're in. The house is a bold red color instead of the sky blue it is now. The attractive man, wearing a short white chiffon, clears his throat and speaks.]
"O, Immortal Chiron, centaur wise and true,, trainer of our heroes, just remember who taught you."
[And for the next hour, the three of them are treated to the goofiest variety show possible complete with comedy, musical numbers and more. Though the film seems to be talking about the camp itself, several portions of the audio are distorted, making it a little hard to follow.
It's mostly to put up with the stylings of the god on screen, to be honest.]
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