voice, un: 46

[cranekin]

No festivals.
No fireworks.
No tests of courage.

What a terrible way to spend the summer in a new place. I might die from boredom!

(And yet, it sounds like he's having fun. Don't worry. He'll be fine.)

Why don't we share some tales of the strange and unknown? If we tell enough stories, something interesting might appear~

Let's see... The set up isn't quite right but a hundred stories will probably do.

ooc: feel free to thread jump and react to stories/etc!

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[def]

Yes, I don't think they would've mistaken it. There's only one famous theatre in Everwinter City, after all.

[ and it's the only theatre that people would refer to when they mention "theatre". ]

An investigation I made about it afterwards only mentioned certain rumors and urban legends, but nothing concrete.

[cranekin]

Short and simple, yet still uncertain...

(He likes it.)

What did those rumors say?

[def]

[ he did ask for strange stories, so ... ]

There had been word that those who live in the back alley mysteriously disappear and then return as completely different individuals on the inside. They then lure other residents to be transformed into "them" as well.

But again, this back alley doesn't exist. This begs the question of who these residents are and who are they being supposedly turned into.

[cranekin]

I see...

(He hums, thinking a bit to himself,)

How many times did you check this mysterious alley that doesn't exist? How long did you investigate?

[def]

I've previously sent several men to investigate and check up on it before I personally went over myself a few days later.

[ tbf, there are more weird things happening on everwinter city than just this, so ... ]

[cranekin]

How interesting...

(he hums, thinking over the facts of the story. A mysterious alley filled with people that disappears at convenient times. )

There's a similar story where I'm from, though, it isn't about a single place. Perhaps a different perspective may help shed some light?

[def]

[ it might, it might not. but what's there to lose if he hears about it? maybe the same thing is happening in belobog. ]

I'd like to hear what your thoughts are, please.

[cranekin]

In the twilight hour, when it is not quite day but not quite night, your eyes begin to play tricks... The wind becomes cold and you'll smell something like fish or blood in the air. Suddenly, the shadows swallow everything and it becomes totally cold and dark.

This is the hour of evil spirits; when the barrier between "this" world and "the other" world is at its thinnest. Anything can happen. Villagers have heard trees fall when none have fallen. Others have heard children laughing and people whispering when none were around.

And even if all instinct tells you not to follow, some have tried...

(His voice trails...)

[def]

[ ah, is that not the same as the rumors? voices all around, urging people to follow them until they mysteriously disappear, only for them to return different— ]

But you say that this happens during twilight? During a certain hour?

[ it makes sense in his head. the shadows at such an hour can hide anything or anyone. ]

My friend met this man in broad daylight.

[cranekin]

Yes, at that hour between light and dark.

(Not that he can see because this is an audio recording and not a video but he nods and crosses his arms, thinking,)

Perhaps there are requirements to see this alley and they simply haven't been met since your friend stumbled onto them. Just because you can't find someting, that doesn't mean it isn't there.

[def]

[ certain requirements ... that's getting him to think and consider the possible options behind this mystery. the fragmentum is most likely the biggest cause behind this, but. ]

Still, there has been no actual reports of disappearances from the citizens. Who could it be that disappeared and were supposedly transformed?

Would spirits do this to other spirits?

[cranekin]

Of course! Spirits like to have fun, too!

(Like, casually taking people and menacing others are fun. Yeah.)

What's fun for spirits might not be the same for humans, though. We are, after all, from different worlds. It's natural to have some differences.

[def]

[ he opens his mouth ... only to shut it a moment later.

wait, what? ]

"You"?

[cranekin]

(Very innocently,)

"Me?"

[def]

[ .................................... ]

How do you know that spirits like to have fun, too?

[cranekin]

(Flatly,)

Do you think spirits like to float around bored all day? (Hello???) Do you?

(Do you like to be boring?!)

[def]

Well.

[ brb clearing his throat because ???? what a question??? ]

I wouldn't know. I've never met a spirit before, so.

[cranekin]

(Yeah!!! That's what he thought!!!)

Maybe you have and you just didn't know! It wouldn't be your fault. Not many humans can tell.

[def]

[ ... ]

You speak as if you're not one.

[cranekin]

(...)

Really? (Really?????) Maybe I'm just strange!