What else lurks in the Mines of Mor- I think I have the wrong series. (Event)

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Characters: Exploration Plot
Time: Early Afternoon
Location: Various
Content: Undertown
Warnings: Undertown
Format: Whatever

More in subthreads. :3

If you feel lost or in need of an NPC tag, look for Rakath or Lyra, but mostly Rakath.

Group 1: The Night Life (Shouldn't Takuya be in bed?)

Group 2: Go Go Power Rangers.

Group 3: /人◕ ‿‿ ◕人\

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Group 1: Terry, Nandi, Takuya, Knives

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901 South Ashland Avenue

The large building was the epitome of mundane, the inside was just as plain and standard as any building in any city would be. The boiler room is dingy, but working... except there's a door in the corner of the room. The sign on it says "Caution" and there's a broken padlock on it. Exactly as Harry's notes on the entrance to this section of Undertown says. However, the note makes no mention of the door being removed from its frame... nor the door to the boiler room also being removed from its frame.

The decrepit old stairs behind the door lead down, which would seem to be impossible in the basement. However this is how undertown works. When the building sank another level they just stopped using the lost floors. The stairs lead into an abyss of darkness, apparently the stairs were low on the repair priority list.

Who knows what awaits beneath the city...

Re: Group 1: Terry, Nandi, Takuya, Knives

[goggles_on_fire]

Takuya had volunteered for this for a number of reasons most of which led back to the fact that he was tired of just sitting around the hotel having nightmares about the attack from the Skinwalker. He knew that the only way he was going to move past this was to get back out into Chicago and deal with it. Being the youngest member of the team troubled him a little, he didn't want the others to misjudge him based on appearances or anything.

As he approached the building with his small group Takuya slipped his hand into his pocket to hold the digivice. He didn't want to be caught off guard again. It looked like they were going into a small space so his best bet would probably to go for his usual Agnimon form.

Takuya looked up from his thoughts and noticed the door torn from the hinges of the boiler room. He wasn't the one in charge of the notes but he felt like a detail like that would have been mentioned, "That can't be good."

[learned2sayaint]

This did not seem like a good use of her time when she could be rebuilding the Heart of Gold. But Nandi also wanted to know if there was some way to learn a little more about this world, this copy of Earth-That-Was. She had arrive with the notes tucked away into her leather duster, approving of the clothing available.

While she did not think it was prudent to wear something that would have made her comfortable, she did still have a flair of style to her with tall riding boots over leggings, and a neatly tucked and fluffed blouse beneath the duster, and of course, both guns.

She seemed to be the oldest member of the group, not that it mattered. People grew up early where she was from as well, and it was prudent to ignore age a lot of the time.

"Open doors are easier to walk through." Nandi said, refusing to let it be a bad omen without losing any caution.

[scarfandknives]

Group 2: Sora, Kairi, Clare, Jason

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Washington Square Park

Washington Square Park would seem like an odd place to find an entrance under the city. The park was too flat, not nearly enough trees to cover an entrance. The warmth of the sun today melted the frozen tundra of yesterday. The ground was soggy and the sun harsh. This weather was unreasonable by any standard.

There was one patch of grass, a perfect circle that wasn't waterlogged from the melted ice and snow. Stranger still a perfect ring of flowers grew around it. Exactly as Harry said there would be, now the question is how do you remove the Faerie ring and access the ladder hidden under it.

[becauseimboring]

[notthatjason]

Jason wished his knowledge of monsters would come in handy for once. Granted, he had forgotten most of it thanks to Juno's interference but he felt like if he heard a name or saw a familiar creature that certain aspects of his life would come back to him. However, it seemed like here more of the monsters were from myths outside of the usual Greek or Roman tradition. At first when Mr. Dresden had said "faeries" he had thought the man might be talking about regular nymphs but upon further description he had realized that. no, the fae were far from your typical nymph

[heartofradiance]

Kairi adjusted her light jacket, still slightly uncomfortable with this worlds clothing. With the sun over them like this, it made her long for just wearing her dress like she would back home. She knew however, that was not the best of ideas, especially when they were headed for the unknown and anything could happen. Having something for protection was probably better than nothing.

Thinking of that, she gently touched her heart, knowing instinctively the keyblade that Riku has given her still was there. Knowing that the others were all having problems summoning theirs, and not actively having to need to summon hers had kept it dormant. But just having it made her feel safer going in practically empty handed.

Glancing at the others, she gave Sora a slight smile. "Whenever you're ready."

Group 3: Harry Dresden, Galahad, Rapunzel, Flynn Rider

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Abandoned Church at the Corner of N Noble Street and W Chestnut Street

This old church has probably seen a lot in its time, it isn't looking good at all. Most of the doors and windows have been boarded up. Very little remains of the stained glass windows, the bell seems to have gone missing and its towner is short several bricks. The whole place is a mess.

Inside isn't much better, the down on their luck have turned God's forgotten house into their own, furniture inside pushed this and that way. The only thing left alone was the altar. This may have to do with the homeless not being stupid. As the alter has a stairway in it leading down under the city.

Although saying it leads into the depths of hell might not be too far off.

[nothappytoseeme]

[dropofsunlight]

"Flynn!" Rapunzel exclaimed happily, with a wave, as she arrived. It was good to see Flynn again. When he held out the... very large... black bag, Rapunzel laughed nervously. "My hair is useful sometimes!" she protested. "I didn't have to fight guards and a horse like you did because I could swing to safety." That wasn't her hair's most useful quality, but she hoped the other one would not see any use on this adventure

[sonof3lions]

Hopefully, silence wouldn't be an absolute necessity, because chain was noisy, even with the proper padding. However, Galahad wasn't going anywhere there might be danger without the armor at the moment. And he had his sword at his hip.

The church got a look of disbelief and a shake of his head. "It is sad to see a house of God fall into such a state," he said. It was rhetorical, so he wasn't expecting anybody to answer. He did pause in the doorway, though, murmuring a soft prayer in Latin before joining the others at the altar. "Good idea or bad idea, it is something that must be done," he said, glancing down the stairway.

Group 4: Rosette, Kaylee, Vin, Molly

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Soldier Field - Maintenance Area

Soldier Field is a marvel to look at, football is a well loved part of this country and stadiums are kept in the best condition they can. The way to do this is with a well crafted sprinkler system to maintain the grass. However, this isn't the only thing down here. Most people don't see the sprinkler control room so its a bit less kept than the rest of the building.

Including an ugly, crooked, broken set of shelves. For manuals, equipment, and all sorts of odds and ends that didn't find a home elsewhere. However the shelves are more empty than not, and there are signs the shelves keep being pushed out of the way for one reason or another. Behind the shelves is a craggy old tunnel leading who knows where.

Re: Group 4: Rosette, Kaylee, Vin, Molly

[fightanddefend]

As if the weather wasn't weird enough, evidently there was a whole faerie city underground that they needed to check out. Rosette figured it couldn't be any weirder than hiding a transport in a wall, though it included a lot more rules. She checked her guns and ammunition - regular bullets in two clips in addition to her usual arsenal, because Harry had told her the metal would work well against them.

She glanced at the shelves, obviously the only thing in the room that had been moved in quite a while and therefore an obvious starting point, then looked back at the girls who'd been sorted into her same team. "Everyone ready?"

[voiceofserenity]

It was nice to actually be doing something in the city besides moping away in her hotel room, though Kaylee still wasn't sure how exactly this was supposed to work out. A small bit of worry crossed her face at the sight of the guns. She was probably the odd-one-out here, without weapons or ideas or anything else that might have actually been useful, but she had eyes, she had hands, and she knew well enough when things were out of place, supernatural or not.

The mechanic shifted her tool bag nervously, and nodded. She just had to treat it like any other mission back home, plus faeries and wizards and oh gosh what was she doing. "Ready as ever."

[doomedtheworld]

Vin eased closer to the shelf, leaning forward to try to get a glimpse into the tunnel beyond. There wasn't much to see but the idea of heading down into some kind of cavern at all made her frown. Her mobility would be hampered by the closed spaces and she'd have to be extra careful when it came to Pushing and Pulling on metals. Iron and steel worked in bursts of power and it was difficult enough to control where things went in an open area, in a cramped space like that it would be nearly impossible

Group 5: Mechakara, Jenn, Joan, Maureen

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Chicago Sun Times Building - Basement

Setting up headquarters in a building that also serves as hotel and mall might explain why the basement has signs of being used as a teenage drug den. It might also explain why the entrance to Undertown here is in plain view and nobody cares about it. There's an obvious clash in architecture between the two sides of the path. The Apparel Center is new and state of the art, whatever was there before is a much older structure and the concrete in the tunnel down shows it.

Every bit of the stone in the tunnel looks old and worn beyond safety, probably part of why the old building was torn down.

[legallygreen]

Jennifer adjusted the bag over her shoulder, the strap going across her body. After the incident with the kidnapees and the Red Court, she was not taking any more chances with being unarmed. The bag contained a first aid kit, a flashlight, and several extra clips for the M1911 under her left arm, hidden beneath her coat.

"Cheerful." She muttered softly, waiting for the rest of the team to show up.

[plzpookie]

Maureen wasn't quite as prepared, being more of a pacifist than anything else. Her thumbs were hooked through the belt loops of her leather pants as she made her way to the building. She raked her fingers through her hair and stopped several feet away from Jennifer, smiling slightly. "Hey."

[notasaint_joan]

Joan slowly walked toward the building, hoisting her own shoulder bag further up on her shoulder. No weapons since she didn't care much for guns, and not like she really had any training for it. Her dad had recommended a self defense course at her college, but she was going to take it next semester. Too late now for it. Maybe she wouldn't have been kidnapped recently otherwise.

"So why again are we going underground? Because I just got away from a dark place like this."