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IZOU'S PALACE

KYOTO BAKUMATSU PALACE
You find yourself in historical Kyoto at night. The city is shadowy and beautiful, elegant but hostile. It's a sophisticated city, but you don't belong there and it knows it. Everyone knows it. You are being watched.

Worst of all, a terrible demon haunts the streets of this powerful capital city.

Eli Walsh, Kirumi Tojo, Still Sunrise, Argenti, Yi Sang, Celeste, Mafuyu Asahina, and McGillis Fareed, do you dare journey into hell?

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[ Once everyone steps back out to combine poem pieces (except McGillis, who is getting shanked in his room, oh no, and Argenti... who has chosen to live in hell...???), Eli will attempt to read the latest poem as smartly as Yi Sang did.

He does not manage it, unfortunately, but that only means there are a few more long pauses and some confused squinting. Sorry. ]

"The demon flits between the hells, where he goes this rhyme can tell...
First along the shadow's edge, the demon follows somber threads.
Next chasing distant screams, amidst the fires panic seems
Third he twists all upside-down, over the chasm voices sound."

And the new one is, uh, "Now spies upon turning pyre, charred flesh no sinner will desire".

If the first was the sewing room [ thread room, eli, omg ] and the second was the one me and Celeste hit up, the smaller screaming one, the hell is the third one going to be? And where does this new one go? Fourth?

[ Argenti emerges from the hot sauna, looking unrepentently refreshed, sparkling even if he certainly has felt the heat - at this exact time he catches the words Eli lists out from he poem.

He has never presumed that Izou seemed the type to tend towards such matters of the arts. But the suggestion of a riddle wrapped within a poem is an example of his vast but hidden depths.

He plays along a strand of his hair, expression thoughtful. ]

The "third" must be the room I was in. After all, I saw that it was exactly that - upside down.

I had thought that perhaps it'd be inevitable he would visit that room specifically, eventually. And I do have half of a mind to return. There was also chanting, which goes hand in hand with the descriptor regarding chasm voices.

Wait... You!

[ Points at Argenti with a fistful of poem scraps. ]

You yelled another line after going back into your stupid hell room, right? Was that part of this, or were you just being a flighty fancy shit? Something about crushing rocks?

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Oh, I certainly did.

[ Argenti pauses, because he almost let the memory of those words flick by, but recollection of composed words will not easily escaped his mind! ]

"Fourth now darting two and fro, avoiding boulders crushing foe" ... is how I believe it went.

Which should settle which one is the fourth, yes?

...right... so... lemme try again.

"The demon flits between the hells, where he goes this rhyme can tell...
First along the shadow's edge, the demon follows somber threads
Next chasing distant screams, amidst the fires panic seems
Third he twists all upside-down, over the chasm voices sound
Fourth now darting two and fro, avoiding boulders crushing foe
Now spies upon turning pyre, charred flesh no sinner will desire".

And you think the third one is your room, though you got this piece from there, which means... we... look for the fourth?

[PuppetGillis emerges now from the Great Screaming Room to tell everyone its full of snake pictures and also Izou was there. He also shot him real fucking good (20) but then Shadow Izou dipped. McGillis could also use a heal.

Puppetrise reports back that the Crushing Hell room is full of rocks!

You are welcome.]

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[ Thank you, fluffy wuffy Dogzou. ]

[Wan]

So... the fourth room will be the Crushing Hell, and then "turning pyre" refers to the Burning Hell?

( also using diarama on mcgillis! )

...That sounds like it certainly could be it.

[ So, he agrees! ]

It would seem so. By "turning", they likely refer to the spits being cooked over flames.

[ Spits cooked over flames... ]

D'you know what kind of meat it is?

As these rooms are based on the various imaginings of hell, where human souls are tortured after death...

I choose to not think further on it.

[ He isn't Ryoshuu, who would be disappointed. ]

...so it must be overcooked and dry.

[ torture, sheer torture ]

We won't know unless someone tries it.

[He will mercifully not point out sometimes!! Cooking meat for a very long time makes it fall-apart tender and juicy. But oh the temptation was there.]