Into the Malevolent Castle, Trapped within Options

[Nicsp]

Siegfried was, at the moment it was spoken, too distracted arguing with Lilian to hear the message that echoed through the halls. As soon as Lao jumped down, Siegfried grabbed the man without much trouble and then proceeded to set him safely on the ground, nodding one more time in response, he looked at the two people that had just showed up. ((Which i'm guessing are Julian and...Someone else?)) He tapped his fingers against the lower part of his helmet, making a few clanking sounds as he thought. "Yes, they're part of our group." He stated, with a nod towards Lao.

Assessing the situation, he'd clasp his hands together. "Well then...I think we should all stick together from now on. Don't want to end up getting separated again...Also, we need to figure out what we're going to do with-" He turned to look at the puppet master from earlier, only to find that the man had passed out from the pain of being crucified to the stone floor. Siegfried let out a long, pained sigh and then turned back. "Okay, fine, guess we just leave him there...But at any rate! The first and most important step would most likely be trying to find a way out...However, since we already saw how those doors don't seem to follow reality very well...I think the best course of action would be figuring out how all those people who...Were already here, survived up until now. They obviously need things such as food, supplies, a safe place for meeting and what not. Judging from that, we should go and find their hideout and then force them to share supplies with us, at least until we can leave. Hopefully they won't be agressive...Though i'm doubting that." He started walking around aimelessly, brainstorming for a bit.

[Ryuga]

OOC: Trinsdel's character was the second person.

IC:
"Whoa wait a minute!" exclaimed Lao. "What do you mean these doors don't obey reality?" He walked up to the main door in the ballroom, opening it to reveal a hallway. He closed it shut, and opened it again this time revealing a bedroom. "Well, I'll be. And here I thought I just had a bad sense of direction," he chuckled.
He continued to fiddle with the door, opening it, and slamming it shut repeatedly, going through multiple rooms, even one with a zombie standing right at the entrance who immediately had the door slammed in its face. "Speaking of grub, I could sure use some right about now," he mentioned before finally stopping as a faint aroma of food came from the other side. Taking a peak in, Lao was ecstatic to find a kitchen on the other side.
"Oh finally!" he exclaimed as he ran in, signaling the others to follow. "I've been trying to get back here for some time now."
He immediatly ran to the stove, where a single cooking pot sat, something clearly boiling inside.
"Perfect. Soup's just about done."

[Nicsp]

((Oh, I see.))

Siegfried walked slowly into the kitchen, following Lao. "Hey hey there! You don't even know what they're boiling down there...Or where they would get supplies for fresh food, for that matter..." He said with a sigh as he continued to walk around the kitchen, slowly running his hand by the edge of the marble tables as he lost himself in his memories for a moment...

Flashback time! (You can skip it if you want.)

The young Siegfried found himself running his hand by the edge of the marble tables that decorated his tutor's kitchen, he'd then pull his hand away and look at it, his fingers now black with all the dust that was gathered up in it. "This kitchen is a mess! When was the last time you used it?" His tutor, an older man with tanned skin and black hair that he showed off both in a messy and spiky haircut and beard, shrugged in response before he spoke. "Me? Never even touched it. I always either eat out on restaurants or just have my trainees cook for me." He'd state, scratching behind his ears.

Siegfried let out a short 'uhm' before he realized something. "W-wait, what? You don't honestly expect me to cook for you, right?" The tutor grinned happily. "I sure as damn do. See, a Silver Blade needs to develop and master as many skills as possible, so he can handle himself in any situation. Do you want something more useful than cooking now?" Siegfried squinted his eyes and stared angrily at his tutor. "Master Beowulf, I think that's just a crappy excuse so you don't have to cook food yourself." The older Lanzenreiter laughed and then tapped his trainee's head a few times. "Just so! Now, get to it! I expect lunch to be done by 2:00 PM!" He stated as he started walking away.

Flashback end.

Siegfried stared at the dust that had gathered up in his fingers and sighed, proceeding to clean his fingers on his tabard. He started looking around the kitchen, searching for anything that he and the others could take as supplies. "Don't just stand there! Help me search!" He called out to Lilian, Julian and Westley.

[Ryuga]

"Course I know what's boiling in here," answered Lao, as he took a ladle and stirred the contents. "I made this myself. And by the way, don't bother looking around, I already salvaged anything that hasn't gone bad earlier today."

*flashback*

Lao walked through the dim halls of the castle. At long last he had made it to the legendary place. Though it looked more like a run-down dump rather than a site for which evil-doers would gather. He still continued to explore the place, opening the doorway at the end of the hall walking into what was obviously a kitchen.
"Huh. Wierd place to have a kitchen," Lao thought to himself.
The sensory cues reminded him that he had missed dinner last night, and breakfast this morning.
"Well, now's a good a time as any, I guess." He removed the cooking pot straped to his back, placing it on the stove. He immediately began looking through the cupboards, looking for ingredients. There were plenty but nearly all of them had rotted away, or had mold growing on them, or something of the like. Sighing, Lao gathered whatever was left of the fresh food, even taking some of the spoiled food, cutting off the brused bits. A couple leaves of cabbage, the top half of a carrot.
Luckily, Lao had managed to scrape together a decent amount of material. Also the herbs and spices never did go bad, so this wouldn't be the most miserable meal he would have to produce.

*end flashback*

"If you want my input, the pantry would normally be behind that door," he said pointing at the door near the back of the kitchen. "Course with that weird magic stuff on these doors, it probably won't be. There was a bathroom there last time."
He found a relatively clean looking bowl from the counter, pouring some of the soup in before offering it to Siegfriend.
"Eat up. It isn't much, but it's all we've got."

This post has been edited by Ryuga: Feb 8 2012, 12:04 PM

[Darkblade]

The door to the Kitchen swung open, half a second later, Ivan walked through.
He carried an empty sack in one arm and a sabre held in his other hand.
"Looks like I'm too late, all the new food is gone already?"
He asked Lao and Siegfried.


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Edward entered into the room where the others had managed to gather.
Not all of them were present however and Sven was still missing.

He got closer to the group.
"Anyone see Sven anywhere?" He asked.

[Ryuga]

Lao turned towards the unexpected guest.
"Naw. Havn't served it just yet," he replied, as he dipped the ladle back into the pot, retrieving some soup to fill another bowl. "Want some stranger? I have enough for everyone. Just don't expect any seconds."

[Knot]

(OOC: Edward must have a hard head if he doesn't even feel getting knocked on the noggin with a cookie =P)

Janus followed Edward into the room, adamantly refusing to waste another cookie after what she considered was a good shot. Noticing a good assortment of her companions she gave them all a smile, though she was disappointed to see that Madman Max's humour had changed somewhat.

Her mood quickly swayed to one of curiosity as she noticed the unconscious man embedded in the floor. It was no doubt Flower Ears' work, a good bunch of shots if she did say so herself...and she did. She crouched next to the unconscious man, removing his hood to reveal a gaunt face with greying hair. She wasn't really interested in the stranger, though, instead she felt the fabric of the cloak between her finger tips. She licked her lips as she decided that the dark purple cloak was just her colour and proceeded to undo the clasp at the man's neck. Next, she stood up, grabbed a corner of the cloak and began walking in the opposite direction, unceremoniously dragging the cloak from underneath the crucified man. A few splotches of blood, but she was satisfied as she whisked the cloak around herself and did up the clasp at her neck.

Noticing Sigel Fred's big metal frame in a nearby doorway, she decided that was her next stop. Striding into the room she noticed the other two faces, "Well, if it isn't Bloody Mary and..." she turned to the newcomer, unsure of what to make of him. "Who's that Sigel Fred? He's got soup!"

[Darkblade]

(OOC: sorry, there are so many rooms, its become hard for me to keep track of who is where and what is happening D:)

Edward noticed crumbs falling from his hair, soon what appeared to be half of a whole cookie fell to the floor in front of him.
"What...was I so deep in worring about everything I didnt even feel that?" he mumbled to himself.
He ran his hands through his brown hair to get rid of the remaining chunks, although no doubt a load of crumbs still remained.
"Janus... did you throw that?" He asked he said, rubbing the back of his head.

He sighed, sat down and took a sip of water from one of his water skins.

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Ivan sat at the table, resting his sabre and sack on the floor.
"I guess I can spare a few minutes to take a rest. Call me Ivan, I met you two earlier, didnt see you there though."
Ivan looked around the room, scanning the shelves for food.
"Guess I got here too early this time."

[Ryuga]

"Name's Lao, newcomers," he replied as he handed Ivan and Janus each a bowl. "So how many of you guys are there. This group just keeps getting bigger and bigger as I go along." He went back to the stove to get his potion of the soup. "So what are you talking about Ivan. First you say you're too late, and now you say you're too early? What's up with that?"

[Darkblade]

"I thought I was late since you've started cooking, I assumed you got all of the food available. But looking around, the shelves are almost bare and food looks old and moldy, its something I don't see often. Every so often, I look around the castle to find supplies, its the only time I ever leave my room, I havent had the misfortune to run out of food yet." He paused to taste the soup.
"For some reason, the food is restocked every so often, but theres only a few people living in this castle. That I know of at least, none of them own this castle. One of them is a chef here, more specifically a butcher, but he isnt himself anymore. Infact, I'm glad I didnt end up in his kitchen." Ivan held back a laugh.
"Theres also the Guardsman, Gardner and Butler. They don't really talk about themselves, which is a shame, they were friends before we entered the castle. I only ever see the butcher these days, not that I want to."

[Ryuga]

OOC: You commented on Lao getting the nickname The Butcher, and we have someone by that name in the castle with the same occupation. Are you trying to tell me something Darkblade?

Lao took a sip of the broth in his bowl. It wasn't the best soup he ever made, but he found it rather tasty considering the limited ingredients. Pleased, he put it aside turning back to adress Ivan.
"So if we take your word for it, than we likely won't starve. Doesn't seem like things are getting stocked as often as you're used to. So we still need to solve the supply problem." He went back to downing his soup thinking about a possible solution to their problems. He set the bowl aside again with a grin, clearly having an idea. "You know what, This Butcher guy sounds like quite the challenge. Maybe we can get some real food from his kitchen. I think we should go pay him a visit."

[Sparrowsmith]

Julian snapped out of his entirely unwarranted trance and approached the stove. With a slight nod to the others he grabbed a bowl and pooled some of the contents into it. He took a sip, and feigned a sincere smile of appreciation.
"Heavenly" he beamed, "Though I must agree with this gentleman here." Julian pointed to Lao, "Terribly sorry, I can't recall your name. Anyway, we should certainly seek out this 'butcher' fellow. Lord knows I could murder for a hearty meal."
There was an ominous tone in his breath as he uttered murder, like his personable facade could not hide his otherwise cruel whims. He began rocking from the heels to the toes of his feet, and back again, sipping on his soup with a childlike deviance.

[Darkblade]

OOC: Heh, heh, no, I can see why you'd think that, I came up with an idea a while after making that comment. It just so happens that Lao is a chef and there is a butcher in the castle. Just mere coincidence. The Butcher in reference to to Lao was just a silly nickname I'd give your character if he completely demolished a bunch of bad guys with a meat cleaver or something.

"He's really not the sort of person you should just meet on a whim." Ivan warned the two.
"Besides, the food he makes is of a questionable source, I mean that in the most of severe ways too." He quickly downed the soup and wiped his mouth with his shirt sleeve.
"Well, good luck to you all, great soup by the way." He picked up his sabre and sack and headed to the door.
"Lets hope to meet again." He left the room, slamming the door shut behind him.

[Nicsp]

Siegfried, after having receiving the said soup, removed his helmet, setting it on one of the kitchen's tables, and then starting to eat. He kept to himself for the duration of this, only looking around and staring at people as they spoke. As Ivan left, however, he quickly finished off his soup and tried to reach over to the man, gulping down the soup as he was about to say. "Hey! Hold u-" The door was closed, Siegfried opened it quickly and found no one on the other side, he swung the door shut with a sigh. "Tarnations...Why split up? We're better off as a group, anyways..." He'd state with a disappointed sigh.

He'd set the soup bowl aside and start pondering again, shaking his head and then stating. "Anyways...I still think our first priority should be to try to find and secure an exit to this castle. Even if the door on the entrance hall is gone, there may be other ways out that we just don't know about yet." He'd state, gesturing his hands as he spoke, he'd then start looking around. "Now uh...Where did I put my helmet again?"

[Ryuga]

"Aww c'mon Sieg," replied Lao. "Did you come out all this way just to leave? I came here for a challenge, and this Butcher fits the bill." He puched at the air a few times to reinforce his point. Seeing as that approach clearly wasn't going to sway Siegfriend he brought up a different point. "Besides, we should secure food before we find the exit. We don't want to starve to death looking for an exit that might not exist."
Lao pointed over at a table his rant over. "Your helmet is over there, by the way."

[Angelic-Fairy]

"I'll gladly go with Lao to kill this butcher fellow" she said playing with an arrow and smirking. "It sounds like fun. And it's not like we really have anything else to do. But just because i'm wandering...How much time do you think we have till this castle disappears?..."

She walked over to Siegfried's helmet and handed it to him.

"I was thinking..If need be, we could always try and destroy a wall of the castle...I don't think those are like doors...Ya know what i mean? I dont think the walls of the castle rebuild themselves,and it would leave doorways open to see into other rooms.Plus we'd know where we have been." she said sitting on the counter sipping her soup.
"As good as this soup is, we just need to find bread and i'm sure we'll be fine for awhile..."

This post has been edited by Angelic-Fairy: Feb 21 2012, 05:04 PM

[Nicsp]

Siegfried grabbed his helmet, nodding a thanks towards Lilian before he put it on. He sighed. "Fine fine, guess i'll tag along then...The bigger the group, the safer, I suppose" He stated as he walked over towards one of the nearby walls, tapping it lightly with his hand. "As...Creative...As your idea sounds, I don't think there's any way for us to bring these walls down." He'd comment as he tapped his gauntlet against it once more, a few loud clangs being echoed around as he did.

[Ryuga]

"Doesn't look like any of the walls here are coming down," mentioned Lao as he cleaned out his cooking pot. "But we'll make sure to look out for anything we can smash down." He rubbed his neck, remember being tossed through a wall himself.
Done with the dishes, he placed his tools in a neat bundle, before strapping them on his back.
"Well, I'm all ready to go," he declared as he walked over to the ball room, everyone being smart enough to have kept that door open. He apporached the puppet master pinned to the floor.
"You pal!" Lao grabbed the puppet master's shirt lifting his head off the ground. "Tell us where this butcher fellow is."
He recieved no answer, as the puppetier had fallen uncouncious and didn't look like he would awaken any time soon. Lao gave the puppetier a few good slaps to the face before finally giving up.
"Back at square one I guess."

[Sparrowsmith]

Julian sauntered over to the puppeteer and tutted at Lao's comment.
"Forgive my pedantic skepticism, but wouldn't square one be the way we came in." The madman speculated, "It seems more we are playing a game where the square we land on is entirely unrelated to logic or reason. We may walk through one door and find ourselves with all the answers, or with even less answers then we had before entering. However, there much be a finite number of rooms, and we only have a finite amount of time, so I would gamble that our best bet is to explore as many rooms as possible in as little time as possible. It's an absolute certainty that we'll find something useful eventually."

[Darkblade]

Despite its quiet, soothing voice, it seemed to suddenly grab everyones attention.
"Dinner is about to be served, every intruder and prisnor must make their way to Dim Lit Dining Hall or risk severe punishment. Residents are also welcome to join in and watch the entertainment! The path is simplified for your eating pleasure, travelling through three rooms will take you to the Dim Lit Dining Hall. Do not leave The Butcher waiting."

Ivan stopped as he heard the voice and her speech.
"Bloody hell. They have a feast every time this happens! Guess I'll join them tonight."

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"I've requested her to summon our guests, Butcher. They should be arriving shortly. Clean yourself up a bit, wont you? This room is bloodier than the others." A confident, sophisticated voice spoke calmly to his collegue.
"*Snerk Huff* sure, whatever you say...I'd offer you an invitiation to stay...but theres already so many people expected to dine, I doubt theres enough to go around for everyone. A skilled chef like me can only... *Sniff* prepare so much food." The Butcher said as he lifted a severed hand into a pot filled with boiling water.
"Part of me goes into every dish." The Butcher laughed as he cleaned blood from the butcher knife now gruesomly attached to his wrist.
"You are vile. make sure to leave one or two alive, we need some new employees. Hopefully they'd be of quality grooming and breed. I'm off to see to My lady. Do not fail her." The confident man left the room, silently closing the door behind him.