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[Stevenson]

Josiah, Mandi, Matrix Kirby, and Kaida all feel a jolt, then as if your insides jumped to the right, and the rest of you stepped to the right.

You all stumble in to a mostly featureless room with only one door, and an electronic readout above it, reading 000002.

[Kaida]

"Yes I cann hear them, they're making my ears hurt a lot" Kaida said her ears twitching uncontrollably, having put her hand down slightly upset. It was kind of like being at the pet stor and not being able to cuddle the kittens, and puppies, and birds, and well all the animals there, one store even recently has blue toung lizards that she wanted to pet.

Then she felt sick again as everything changed and they were in another room. She cluched her stomach, suddenly glad it was fairly empty. At least her ears weren't hurting anymore for the moment.
"This feels kind of like a Zelda game, guess we should see what's behind door number two." She said moving forwards and attempting to open the door. Theoretically this one should be unlocked too, but you never know.

[Stevenson]

Team Deja-Vu:

Through the door you see a room with lots of clocks all over the wall. At the other end of the room, there's a male person wearing a cheese hat seated at a desk, and behind him a bespectacled cat is poring over a calendar.

Team Alveolar Sibilants:

Stevenson begins poking around the remnants of a camp. "That fire is still smoking, that means somebody's been here...er...I think. Maybe that just looks cooler so it's just randomly part of the simulation. Anyway, I don't see anything that looks useful, do you?"

[Josiah]

Josiah shook his head and groaned. "Well, that explains the clocks. Looks like we're in a time loop."

"The way I see it, there's a few different ways this could work. 1: It's a puzzle and there's something we need to say or do in the clock room to stop the loop. 2: We need to destroy all the clocks. 3: We need to take out clone Cheez and Poik. Any other ideas?"

[Stevenson]

Cheez and Poik looked up. "You know we're right here, right?" Poik said. Cheez appeared to press a button under the desk, and an opalescent blue barrier appeared around the two.

You all hear Indigo's voice. "It would seem I can no longer maintain a gate to the Time Warp area. Perhaps removing the corrupting influence will allow you to return."

[Prancing Mad]

Matrix Kirby, having been there the entire time (Thanks work), took this time to point out his observations.

"Well if you take note, it's not happening to us. Indigo just stated again what he stated when we first came in. We should test if we can abuse this. See if we can figure out the pattern of the time warp, find out if they remember what we did. Maybe ask them a question, and see if they remember us asking the question?"

[Stevenson]

You think you can hear the clocks beginning to accelerate. Kaida also sees Poik adjusting what seems to be a wristwatch through her superior senses.

[Josiah]

"Though that's assuming they tell the truth. If they're evil clones, we can't really trust anything they say."

[Stevenson]

Cheezdude looks up again, anger showing on his face. "Again, RIGHT HERE GUYS."

The clocks are going noticeably faster.

Meanwhile, in Survivor:

None of you can hear Stevenson any more.

[Josiah]

Josiah shrugged. "Sorry, but I said if. And you haven't really done anything to dispute the evil clone theory."

[BionicleMandi121]

"Well, since you seem to have walled yourselves off anyway, let's try attacking one of the clocks first," Mandi suggested. She turned to face the wall nearest her. The first clock to catch her eye was a traditional wooden cuckoo clock. Shaking her head, she looked at the next clock over, not wanting to destroy such an artful piece. The cuckoo clock neighbored a more modern, circular, analog clock, with the 12, 3, 6, and 9 in large black letters and the remainder of the numbers marked as vertical lines. "Let's see what I can do in this alternate reality," she mumbled. If this was a dream, I'd have to concentrate really hard on what I want to happen. So, try concentrating really hard to...oh, I don't know. It's a single, stationary target, probably don't want to use some giant spell that would theoretically destroy the wall...

She twirled her bow as she thought, then held out her free hand. The air above her palm crackled, giving off a few sparks. Electricity suddenly fizzed into existence, jumping around in erratic arcs. Mandi frowned in concentration, staring intently at the electricity. The individual bolts gradually coalesced into a sphere, increasing in number and speed as they whirled around in a perfect white-blue globe. Feeling only slightly silly, Mandi yelled, "Jupitel Thunder!" and threw the lighning-ball at the clock.

[Stevenson]

The lightning dissipates harmlessly against the clock, which is incidentally ticking at a blistering pace now.

[Josiah]

"Looks like there isn't much time left." Josiah decided to use what time remained before the loop to follow Mandi's lead. Drawing his gunblade in a smooth motion, he slashed it across the faces of the nearest bunch of clocks, aiming to slice them in half.

[Stevenson]

Though the gunblade makes contact with the clocks, they take no apparent damage.

ticktickticktick

You all feel a feeling that, while increasingly familiar, is no more comfortable, and find yourselves in the same featureless room, with the digital readout 000003.
Meanwhile in Survivor:

Come on guys, give me something to work with here.

[Simeon]

((Sorry, Stevenson. I'm waiting for the same sparks from the rest of the team. *kerfluffle*))

Simeon was on the other side of the Survivor forum's main area looking through various supply crates (and finding diddly squat) when he realized Stevenson's voice had petered out. Concerned, he traced his way to where he was certain he heard Stevenson last, and found only feathers.

"Silver? Saber?" Simeon called out, his leonine physiology allowing him to project his voice as he would with a proper roar. "Where are you guys?"

Only echoes answered.

The lion-man bristled visibly. "I don't like this... Where is everyone?" he muttered. Simeon inhaled again to roar properly... but he was interrupted.

All that remained was the fluttering of terrified tropical birds fleeing from stark silence.