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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/24/2018 9:25:39 PM
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Akorzon was on his daily patrol of the dojo woods and heard about the building, so he went to explore. He took the shape of a eagle that looked like it was made of gold and flew above the building trying to get a better view of it.
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The structure irrationally stood out in the woods like a sore thumb. The large building clashed with the rest of the woods. With the sunset, one would assume they would see the lights of the inside but nothing. Coming closer to a building window, emptiness. It was as if it was built just yesterday and the furnishing had never been placed inside. The doors seemed unlocked even some of them open.
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The bird would fly to the ground and turn into his Dragonborn form. A tall humanoid figure covered in golden scales with a massive sword strapped on his back. The man would then walk up to the front door and open it.
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From within, it lacked... anything. Even common furnishing such as chairs, lamps or even a single thing hung up on a wall were not in this room. Though there was a sound. A faint sound of orchestral music on an old record player along with a faint glow of light that wasn't visible from the outside. Record players only played until the record ran out. Was someone recently here? What would even live in an huge empty place of this size?
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Akorzhan will move towards the light very carefully with his hands towards his sword in case anything happens.
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The light flickered and upon closer inspection, there was a loosely screwed in lightbulb attached to the record player. The only other remarkable thing in the room was wear that seemed to be consistent with sliding on the wall. There was a tiny gap in the corner of the room running from the bottom to the top of it but other than that, nothing.
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Edited by ImaDrizzit: 1/25/2018 10:46:56 PMThe shapeshifter dragon would then turn into a golden rat and try to crawl through the gap in the room.
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Inside was a shaft, from the looks of it, an elevator shaft fitted with brass and steel with a old cage style elevator waiting on the other side of the wall. There was no reason why it shouldn't work. The only degradation noted were a few spots of green on where the brass had more copper than iron in it.
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Akorzhan would turn into his Dragonborn form and get in the elevator. He would then pull out a phone from seemingly no where and play elevator music (all my characters are equipped with this in case of this situation.) then he would look for a way to operate the elevator. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=VBlFHuCzPgY
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It seemed there was no need to figure It out. It just started going on its own. Pressure sensitive perhaps. As it went, a speaker began to crack to life leaving a warm, and unervingly cheery voice bursting into the small room that was the elevator. "Hello new additions to Un-parliament! If you are on your way here I dread to know what has become of our joyful surface on our formerly lovely planet. Fear not citizens for Un-parliament is here to tend to your needs until the menaces from above are gone and over with. We know what your thinking, 'will we be safe from the monsters of the surface?' And we say indeed. Un-parliament is here to protect you from everything!" The recording ended. So this was preparation for a sort of monsters. It still made little sense and raised more questions than answers. Either way the elevator was slowing down. When it hit the bottom it was a strange sight. A town, underneath a replica of Parliment. https://i.imgur.com/1LVmR6Z.jpg
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He will make his way to the biggest building hoping to find a person on the way. Also the dragon will take the form of a human from the 1940s wearing a black suit with a matching black fedora on, and a old revolver tucked away by his side.
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From above it showed just how strange the place was. The further out one looked the more unusually everything was, almost like resources were becoming less and less avalible as the place continued to be built. Some walls looked as if they were substituted with copper pipe and others didn't even have doors. There seemed to be a few signs of movement out in the distance. It was hard to tell what from the vantage point but something. The search was distracted by the crack of a loud intercom on a wooden post. "You there!.... scoundrel! Un-parliament will not stand for such shenanigans! Get down now or the bobby will be on their way!" Perched on a roof nearby, what looked like a pigeon with a camera for a face was looking at him. It stared for a few seconds and flew off. [spoiler]Bobby = British slang for cops.[/spoiler]
