FC part 210 part 2

"Fox, focus!" Noir berates him.

"Ah, my apologies. It would be safer speaking outside of Mementos, unless you're still going to continue investigating?" Fox gets back on topic.

"Why is everybody looking at m... wait. WAIT-"
Upon the realization hits, Darkrai- seemingly embarrassed and confused and axious all at the same time- sets down a rift and disappears back into his own dimension.
Seems... it didn't even realize the change either, so It clearly didn't find the shadow self yet. Something here is definitely off, but not really a way to find him now.

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The hunters quickly find the forest around them writhing, as something large and barky rises from the trees and roars at them.

"Maybe it's the cognition of Mementos?" Noir suggested.

The constructs idly scan the environment.

Mithrax immediately grabs his rifle again. "I hate my life choices."a

"GO FUCK YOURSELF!"
Caliborn no.

Raven was just... standing there. Awkwardly.

"Or it's like your awakening," Mona counters. Even though he still can't really explain why it happened that way, he's assuming it's some innate rebellion that hasn't been fully realized that causes it. And we won't know if he's wrong because as far as I'm aware Atlus never explained.

"We're heading back up," Oracle answers Fox's question. "Unless anyone has an objection to it."

"Oh yeah, that too."  Noir nodded at Mona.  

"I'm fine with heading back up."  Vanitas shrugged.

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Penny has located a place to exchange currencies. "This way." And she's walking off again.

Nightmare brandishes Soul Edge with two hands before sweeping the sword in an arc infront of him towards the something that roared at him and the other hunters. Right after a literal tidal wave of fire appeared and surged forwards, strangely obeying the same physics as water would. Soon the flames "washed" over a large portion of the forest infront of Nightmare and the something.

"Burn! Burn with the fury and agony of those cut down by the sword!" Nightmare cried out loud as he charged straight ahead.

Mithrax raised an eyebrow at Nightmare's theatrics, but shrugged and followed after him.

The drones follow silently.
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Edge keeps looking through the papers, tapes, others. Beneath it all he finds a closed laptop. He opens it and....

It opens on a database. Not the SCP Foundation database.

It's Project Erebus.

Coco quickly stopped spacing out and began to follow Penny, motioning to Raven to follow her.

"Oh shit." Gator says, as he approached the laptop.

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Penny has taken them to a bank.

The man quickly stepped out of sight.

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"So these things know every possible currency...?"

The men leave with their empty wagon, muttering to themselves.
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The Forest titan roars at the ensemble, summoning Forest Wyverns from its back. Its arms have giant, purple tumors on them.

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Guzma and the big G Isopod have entered the bakery. "Aight, let's seeee... heeeree...."
Golisopod tugs at his shoulder and points at a loaf of Almond Sourdough. "WHat- no. We are not getting that. It's, like.... one and a half poke dollars. That's expensive for bread, man!"
Golisopod growls, tapping the glass with one of his small claws. "No, we are not getting that bread! Get a croissant or whatever."

"How do you think Yang got her own money?" Penny smiled. "This planet is like a haven for different worlds, so there are multiple currencies here."

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Mithrax has begun sniping the forest wyverns.

Resting on the trunk of an old and brazen oak tree in some foggy abyss lay a colorful wooden purple mask. Intricate colors of bright orange red and yellow weaved in and out around the majority of the mask's purple color. Attached around the masks were 10 spikes. 2 at the top of its "head" which made it look like it had horns. The other 8 belonged to the bottom of the mask in two rows of 4 spikes with a space in between located at the chin.

Deep inside the mind of the mask was an ancient spirit dancing on the cusp of madness. Truth is, the spirit in the mask known as Majora, had gone mad long ago. The only shred of sanity left was in its ability to plan, coordinate, influence, and speak. For longer then most could count the mask had been left untouched...But the future seemed bright for Majora. It didn't seem to be the only one in the foggy area.

Yes, in that same foggy abyss was a person in a cloak, with the exact same mask on. They’ve got a stick. They’re poking the mask with the stick.

The mask tumbles from the spot it was leaning against, now flipped on its side facing the mud. Inside Majora was jumping up and down with jubilant energy. Finally someone to play with!

The spooky cloaked figure picks up the mask. "Well, this is odd." The mask is now looking at an almost exact mask. Oh, okay.

Waves of confusion wash over the mask like a waterfall. A sibling?

The cloak person tilts its head. Well, this is strange. The person starts walking, still holding the mask. It seems to be looking for something.r

There's a password needed. Shit.