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"Thank goodness..." Arle softly lamented as she finally released her grip on Paula and just sort of let herself crumple to the ground. She needed a moment to assess the damage to her poor legs before she tried standing up. Shifting to pull herself up onto a little bench, she gingerly ran a hand across them and winced softly at the stinging sensation that followed. She was tempted to ask Paula why she had lied, but before she could really focus on that, something distracted her. ...What smelled like curry? She always smelled like curry herself due to getting the powder all over herself whenever she cooked for herself, but she rarely noticed that. This was a bit stronger. "Truth" Arle quickly replied. Someone needed to try and take the 'safe' route if this dare went horribly wrong.

Moments after blurting this out, however, A curry bomb on Arle's person went off and enveloped her in an orange-brown smoke! It turned out you couldn't expose those to extreme temperatures. This quickly cleared however, only to reveal a plate of curry on the bench where Arle had been sitting, complete with garnish and a spoon.

" . . . "

Arle wasn't having the best day. No way. ...But at least there weren't any monsters around to make something of it.

Arle Nadja 150 / 180 HP 55 / 55 Shield Status: Is curry now

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"Well hehe, it seems you girls are choosing different challenges th---The voice was interrupted by the curry bomb and he sighed, Paula just stood there silently, waiting for her dare challenge and for the question the voice was going to give to Arle. "Are you done young orange haired girl who is making a fool of herself? Or should I wait until you do something else that's stupid?Gosh humans like you a pathetic, but the race of aliens that have created me were superior!" He asked Arle...Truthfully before boasting, coughing and revealing the challenges to the girls.

"Paula Polestar. I dare you to drink this bottle of bleach that I found under the bathroom sink!" Just then a bottle of bleach fell onto Paula's hands, causing her to gasp. "Wait, I didn't know it was there. I want to choose Tr---You already chose dare and if you fail to preform this dare, then you will both suffer a possible death punishment!" The voice grew angry at Paula's unwillingness to preform the dare. "But i'll die if I drink this anyway, this is basically like drinking poison!" Paula pleaded, the voice replied. "That's not my problem. Just drink it or else you two girls will suffer, well, your going to suffer anyway." Paula looked around and quickly saw the shower.

"Can I do this privately?" She asked the voice, but he didn't say anything. She quickly ran towards the shower, entered it and moved the curtains so Arle doesn't see her. Now that she was hidden away, she opened the bottle of bleach and began to pour it down into the bath tub, so she can pretend to have drunk it and they can get out of the room without facing a punishment like in the first room.

That is, if Arle will answer truthfully in the next question.

"Ok Arle, while Paula's basically killing herself, here's your own personal truth question...Who's your best friend?" The voice couldn't wait for Arle's answer.

[Mari]

After a long moment of just kinda being curry, a very flustered looking Arle poofed back into existence. ...Just in time for Paula to step into the shower. "...This is sick! Paula I don't want this! It's not w-worth it!" Arle blurted out, clearly very upset with the bizarre ultimatum they'd been given. Her gaze snapped around, looking for something to take her anger out on. Not finding anything though, she was faced with a troubling realization. The idea of telling the truth became a very different beast when you were talking to a murderous psycho. "M...My g-...girlfriend."" Arle stammered out somewhat sheepishly. She seemed extremely shy about admitting to liking other girls just by the tone of her voice, but it had been the only way to truthfully answer his question without giving an actual name. In her mind, that was probably safer. Also in her mind though, Paula was dying nearby and she kinda wanted to scream and panic--also slightly audible in her voice.

Arle Nadja 150 / 180 HP 55 / 55 Shield Status: Normal

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"Oh Paula's sick alright, sick from the bleach she's currently going to die from because it's poison to humans apparently. I have such an great sense of dark humour." The voice boasted, happy that he's scaring Arle on this very night of a simple study session.

But yeah, Paula did not respond to Arle, how spooky, regardless Arle's answer did not go over so well to the voice, who grew bitter in his voice and began to scream at the girl. "Tell me the name of your girlfriend or your going to be pounded into curry permanently!" He threatened, just as Paula came out of the shower with the empty bottle of bleach. "Hey, i'm back and alive. I managed to survive drinking the bleach!" Paula cheerfully...Lied, surprisingly it managed to convince the voice.

"Well, since I am not an evil space robot that can look everywhere or read lips. I guess you passed this challenge Paula, that just leaves Arle now." The voice waited for Arle's answer as Paula simply threw the empty bottle of bleach towards a nearby trash can, happy to have pass the second challenge. Hopefully Arle will answer and they can enter the final room of the dungeon and restore her apartment back to normal and get the great grandfather's diary back.


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The bottle of bleach...Landed in front of the trash can instead of in it, causing the voice to scream while Paula looked on in confusion. "What? i'll just put it in the trash. It was an accident." Paula casually replied as she picked up the empty bottle of bleach and properly placed it into the trash can, but that wasn't going well for the voice, who quickly turned on everything in the bathroom and began flooding the room with water, Paula gasped.



"NO! I hate litterbugs, and since you didn't properly dispose of the bleach, you two will be rewarded via death by drowning, should you manage to break through the door into the next room then we shall continue and finish our little game of truth or dare!" The voice laughed, but Paula shot fire at the roof. "That's not fair, your cheating!" Paula growled to the voice, who didn't respond, having already stopped talking. Paula quickly ran over to the door and tried to break it open with her powers.

"Arle, we need to get this door as quickly as possible before we drown. Use everything you got!" Paula commanded the young girl as she shot PSI fire and ice towards the door, as using electric will shock the girls.

p_1d20+3(Oh never mind, Paula managed to get the door open on her first try.)

As Paula broke the door open, the water quickly moved into the next room and soon stopped once the voice realised that the girls survived the murder at---I mean punishment and were now in the final room. This wasn't good, for him at least, but he still had an ace up his sleeve to stop the girls from finishing the dungeon. Paula walked into the next room.



And was amazed to find it was a luxury bedroom. "Wow, my bedroom got an upgrade." Paula gushed, as the voice was heard once more. "So, you two survived the punishment? Well then, we shall begin the final round of truth or dare...Good luck." Paula looked serious once more. "Give us all you got, we can survive this and win, right Arle?" Paula turned to Arle, smiling. When she turned back, she realised that the great grandfather's diary was located on the bed, unfortunately when Paula tried to get to it, an invisible wall prevented her from reaching the diary or getting on the bed where the diary was.



"Grr, the voice must of placed the wall around the bed." Paula touched the wall as she looked up once the voice spoke again. "Of course. I will get rid of the wall once you pass the final truth or dare challenge. Upon touching the diary, your apartment will be back to normal, and I will remain trapped in that diary for possibly all eternity, having failed my duty to the Starmen." The voice lamented, Paula was surprised, so the Starmen were the reason for the voices existence.

"Wait, the Starmen created you? Why is there a ritual to summon you in a diary written by a human named George?" Paula demanded answers, since the voice was pressing the girls for the same thing all night, and to her surprise...He did give her a answer, just not the way Paula expected it.

"The truth is...I don't know why he wrote it in the diary, for all we know it could be someone else that wrote my entry in the diary, like a Starman. You know, my creators, my real dadd---



"NO!"

"What?"

"You know what you were going to say."  Paula warned the voice, who just shrugged. "Just choose, truth...Or dare?" He asked the girls once more. Paula simply responded with. "Dare, since the last one was very easy to do, i'm ready for anything now." Paula boasted, awaiting the challenge once Arle had chosen.


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...Once the girls were free and had a moment to breath, figuratively and literally, Arle turned to meet Paula's smiling face. And then ... she hugged the other with the biggest smile on her own face. "Right~" she replied, the relief audible in her tone. "You really scared me back there. ...Guess it doesn't help that I'm not sure what bleach is, but I'm just glad no one died." Arle went on to reply as she released the other. Rather symbolically, she moved to take Paula's hand instead and stood beside her in opposition of ... the alien creation voice thingy. "Dare." she added. There was no way she was feeding that thing any more information. She wasn't sure it would matter, but she wasn't feeling too generous towards the voice all things considered.

"You know these things?" Arle would add after trying her best to enjoy that solid moment of solidarity.

Arle Nadja 150 / 180 HP 55 / 55 Shield Status: Normal

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Paula blushed when Arle hugged her. "Oh you know, it's a deadly chemical that will cause intense pain in your body until you eventually die without the proper medical attention." Paula honestly told the young girl. "As for the Starmen, they were a highly advanced robotic enemy in our world that was sent by our motel enemy to stop us from preventing a future where he took over our world. In fact for all we know the Starmen could be in this world as we speak and we should hope they don't get infected with starvia, even if Black Shadow did get sent off into space." Paula sounded quite worried now about starvia infected Starmen invading the life sphere one day and blowing it up now.



But her worry's were focused on the dare that the voice has given them. As a tray of medieval styled weapons soon appeared in front of the girls. "For the final dare, you girls...Must kill the other with the weapons I have in the tray!" Paula decided to put her foot down and end this dungeon once and for all. "No!" She yelled back.

"...What?"





"Were not going to kill each other. That's unfair, in fact, you want us to die...Because this happened to people before? People without powers like me and Arle?" Paula pressed for questions. However all she got was a growl from the voice and the dungeon started to shake. "GRRRRRRRRR, HOW DARE YOU NOT DO MY DARE AND QUESTION MY FAIRNESS. FOR THIS...YOU TWO WILL BE EXECUTED, VIA BEING CRUSHED BY THE VERY DUNGEON YOUR TRAPPED IN!" With that. Paula began to notice the dungeon decreasing in size and turned towards the diary.



"Crud, we need to break down this wall if we want to finish this dungeon and fast..." Paula looked at the tray of weapons and grabbed a mace from it and began to charge towards the wall. "Let us PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSS!" Paula screamed as she tried to bash into the invisible wall so she can break it and reach the diary.

(You have five turns to break down the invisible wall. To break down the wall, you must roll a critical roll, failure to do so will result in the girls getting crushed by the dungeon and the voice winning the game!)

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The mace unfortunately broke apart when Paula tried to break down the wall. "Oh fudge!" Paula lamented as the room continued to shrink and threatened to crush the two girls.

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[Mari]

Arle was busy trying to figure out what all these weird words meant based on their context. As far as she could gather, bleach was poison and Starmen were ... metal ... hooligans?? Close enough, she guessed? While she was working at that, though, the voice presented them with a box of weapons and promptly challenged their solidarity. "Your game has a fatal flaw! You're daring us to do something worse than the punishment!!" Arle scolded rather harshly. However, it readily became apparent that they were in a bit of trouble. She waited to give Paula a chance to break the wall, just to avoid hitting her since she was running up close to the wall. Once she got an opening though, it was her turn to give it a shot! "Fire!" Arle incanted, launching a fire ball at the wall!

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...It smacked into it with a crack, but dissipated against the wall. Arle frowned. "Yikes. that wall is tough! It must be made of ... invisible bricks or something." Arle mused aloud. They needed to go a bit harder to get through! But how could she help with that? " . . . Illusion!" Arle went on to incant. Before Paula's eyes, the wall gained a face! ...The face of a starman. It wasn't real, of course, and she was the only one who could see it. Arle saw her own enemies and their very burnable faces. They were dummies to help motivate the girls to hit harder!

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As the room continued to decrease in size, the girls efforts to destroy the wall were not doing so well, the only thing they changed on the wall was that it now had a floating crack in the middle of the room. Still it's at least showing signs that it's breaking apart, although time was definitely not on the girl's side in this situation, "Hopefully our next attempts to bring down the wall will work. I guess it's time to use my PSI again, to make this easier." Paula determined before shooting out fire, ice and electric attacks towards the wall in an attempt to blow it up.

"Come on, with our magic's combined, we just have to escape here alive!"

ia_r1BJnp_1d20+3(Fire attempt did not work.)

p_1d20+3(But the ice definitely worked.)

While the fire and electric attacks did not do anything to the wall. Paula simply freezing it over and bashing it open with her pan caused the wall to finally break open for the girls to reach the diary on the bed. Paula jumped towards it as the process of the room shrinking began to go faster because of the voices desperate attempt to murder the girls. "NO, YOU CAN'T DO THIS. YOU CAN'T TOUCH THAT DIARY!" As the room was just about to crush the girls, Paula barely reached the diary with her finger.

"This study session is over!"

Paula's finger barely managed to touch the edge of the diary, causing it to glow and consume the dungeon and the girls. While the voice screamed in pain as the diary resealed it once more, the dungeon floated back into the apartment complex and reattached itself into it. Paula's apartment soon reverted back to normal and once the glow stopped, the girls ended up sitting in front of Paula's bed in her bedroom, with the great grandfather's diary sitting on her lap.

"It worked, we escaped the dungeon!" Paula hugged Arle, wanting to repay her for everything tonight, happy that this deadly session was over and that everything was back to normal, well...Almost back to normal.



Shortly after hugging Arle, Paula looked down at the diary and opened it before turning back towards the page to the party ritual, where she ripped it out of the diary and crumpled it up into a ball. "I'm going to get rid of this later tonight. I think this is one page of the diary that's definitely not needed." Paula placed the crumbled up ball near a table by her bedroom window and turned back towards Arle, smiling.


"I guess I should see you out, seeing as how the study session basically ended when that dungeon was created. Thanks for coming Arle. I should have this more often when exams are around the corner, it was really fun!" Paula cajoled to her new friend.

END OF MISSION!

(Please make an end of presence post to leave the mission.)

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" . . . W-wow, that was close." a mildly shaken Arle remarked from where she sat, only to emit a tiny little squeak of surprise as she found that her hug earlier had been returned. She was slightly surprised, but not at all offended. They had earned a happy moment, hadn't they? Especially with all the hard work Paula had done. After a brief moment to collect her thoughts, Arle shifted to return that hug in an openly affectionate manner accompanied by some mild laughter of relief. "You did great, Paula~!" Arle cajoled right back, her eyes full of stars and joy as they released each other. She was starting to see precisely why Peach eyed this one so fondly. Paula was a pretty cool girl!

"I... It was a little scarier than I expected, but it turned out nice--because it was with you." Arle explained with a hint of bashfulness in her voice. "...Y'know, I'm surprised I don't see you around The Magical Girl's Society! You seem like you'd fit in really well." Arle off-handedly mused aloud. She had to wonder if Paula had simply never been invited before. " . . . I'd be happy to have over if you ever wanted. It's basically where I live right now." Arle went on. "But anyway, thanks for having me Paula. I'd love to study again with you some time~!"

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"Why thanks. That's kind of something kids at the preschool my parents used to own would say to me when a storm hits the area and there worried for there parents." Paula revealed, then the invitation to the magical girls society came, she didn't really mind that group, but she wasn't interested in joining a group right now. Although there was one that she might join for her new friend's sake called the new SEES. Of course, it's only in the planning stages and there's nothing official yet.

Said friend is also worried about something called The Dark Hour hitting LI, maybe she should see her tomorrow after school? "Thank you for the invite Arle. I'll come sometime in a few weeks, but i'll let you know about the next, and hopefully normal study session when the time comes for another exam, anyway good night, and have a safe trip home." With that, Paula happily closed the door and yawned as she moved into her bedroom, intending to get rid of the scarp of paper containing the party ritual before bed so nobody could suffer the wrath of the voice again.

However, when she entered her bedroom, Paula gasped...




Her window was wide open and the scrap of paper was gone...Did someone come into her bedroom while she was saying her goodbyes to Arle? Paula quickly walked towards the window and looked outside. She looked down but all she saw a dark alleyway, it was very hard to see, so it would be impossible to look for the paper at this time of night, at least she had her diary...But who would of taken that entry?

Was it...Someone from her world?

Paula felt something at the brush of her hand. She looked down and saw a few pieces of blonde hair on her hand, possibly by whoever came in here, she looked at the hair...And quickly put it in a nearby jar and closed the window, locking it tight so this person couldn't get through the window again without breaking it open.




As for the figure itself, they were watching Paula's apartment from afar, before looking down at the scrap piece of paper that they had stolen.

"If a ritual such as this almost got those girls killed, then I wonder what would happen if I manage to create a bigger ritual. More importantly...Is there an entry in that girl's diary that can help me get back home? With someone in this sphere." The figure began to walk away into the night in there monotonous voice, holding the paper tightly in there grip.