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Who: You!
What: The Island of the Ancients
When: August 19th Onward
Where: ADVENTURE ISLAND
Warnings: Who knows?

After several days of spitting out monsters, the remnants of the subspace explosion spit out something else entirely.

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The island, which is easily accessible by pretty much anything or anyone that can fly, floats almost directly over the school. It's (of course) crawling with subspace monsters, but there are ruins to explore. The island even has a bunker system of its own, which can be reached through tunnel entrances on the surface.

And it's here, perhaps, where the answers can be found.

((Catch-all log for any and all island exploration, mystery solving, and (perhaps) closing the rift! Please refer to the event post for more details, and feel free to contact a mod if you have any questions.))

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Pyrrhon doesn't feel bad at all about desecrating it. It's not a sacred place dedicated to him, after all! Just some other lame god.

The Sun God descends down behind Pit, finding a dusty corridor, illuminated by flickering lights, a couple of which are out- though it's a bit brighter now that Pyrrhon's down here. Since he's made of fire and all. "Hmmm... Doesn't look like anyone's been down here in a long time. Seems like the perfect place to hide evil plans!"

"Evil plans?" parrots Pit as he rushes forth. "Who would hide evil plans in a hallway? That's totally evil laboratory stuff."

"At the END of the hallway, Pit. That's where the lab is! Or whatever evil thing it is that's down here. Pyrrhon would bet his godhood on it!"

Soon enough, they reach the end of it, and find a large room, full of computers, monitors, files, various notes, a desk with a very nice looking chair... definitely looks like something important. Also, there's a mysteriously angel-shaped dent in the side of one of the walls. "See? Told you!"

Pit's jaw drops as he stops his footwork to stare. It's totally an evil lab.

"Looks like you get to keep your godhood. ...Are you psychic or something?"

DID HE LEECH SOME POWERS FROM THE AURUM BRAIN?!?!

"It's obvious! I mean, they're not going to make the secret passage in the middle of the temple lead to the janitor's closet or something." Pyrrhon floats through the lab, examining everything. Some of the monitors are blank, while others are just displaying error messages.

"Anyway, let's get down to business." He sits himself down behind the desk, checking to see if the computer there works. Fortunately it does, and after a brief start-up, he starts looking through the files. "Pyrrhon recalls you screaming that you can't read, so uh. Look through some files and notes and stuff for evil doodles maybe."

Pit tucks his arms in and sulks, not really wanting to be reminded about the whole fiasco. "Hope this scientist guy's into making blueprints, then." He goes ahead shuffles off to search the opposite side of the lab, opening cabinets to see what they hold inside.

A couple minutes pass as Pyrrhon experiments with the computer, typing, clicking, all that nonsense, before loudly declaring. "WELL. Good news and bad news. Which do you want first? Actually, Pyrrhon will just pick for you. Bad news is that most of the data here is corrupted. Most of the files can't be opened, and most of the ones that can just come out as a garbled mess. Of the ones that are readable, most of them seem to be unimportant things. Buuuut, there does seem to be one file talking about something called subspace and that rift you mentioned!"

Pit swerves around at full attention. "Really?! Tell me! Tell me tell me!"

"Right, right..." Pyrrhon starts reading through the file, skimming through it a bit and reading aloud. "Let's see... Theories on other dimensions, dimensional portals, blah blah blah giant hands from other dimensions... Jeez, can't evil scientists ever just get to the point?" He starts scrolling through it, looking out for the word Rift. "Ah, here we are! 'High amounts of dimensional disturbance could cause some kind of so-called Rift in the fabric of reality. Theories on the Rift will be discussed at the end of...' Oh, come on!" He groans a bit, scrolling through more babble about dimensional physics that Pyrrhon doesn't care to read thoroughly right now. "Okay, okay, here we go. 'Of course, all these theories as to what a Rift's nature and effects would be are mere speculation, though obviously none of them are good. My research however suggests that the chaos could be contained by closing it- However, that would require an explosion of at least equal magnitude in order to accomplish.' Alright, there! You know what to do now." Pyrrhon sighs a bit with relief, pushing the chair away from the desk and leaning back a bit.

Pit stood there, ruminating quietly. It looked like he was mired deep in complex thought. He even had his hand propped against his chin for the added effect. He scratched it. The pause was profound. Then, he spoke.

"What's a 'magmatude'? Does that mean we have to dump a bunch of lava inside it to make it go away?"

"...Palutena didn't have much of an education program for her peons, did she?"

Pyrrhon can't decide whether to laugh in Pit's face or groan at his ignorance. Though, since he now has to explain things to him, he settles for a groan. Also, it's probably slightly more tactful. "It means we need to make an explosion that has the same size and force as whatever it is that causes it in the first place, Pit. Which shouldn't be too hard. Pyrrhon is a MASTER of explosions."

"That's it? That's all there is to it?" Pit broke out into a relieved grin. "It's almost too easy! I believe in your power to make explosions, O Mighty Blaster Master. Trust me, I do." Seeing is believing, right? "Now all we've gotta do is find out where the rift is! Hajime from the future said it should be somewhere underground near the lake, but I haven't had any luck finding it. Maybe that doc says something about where it's located?"

A faint sizzling noise could be heard in the background...

"Wait, what's that? Sounds like something cooking over fire. ...That's not you, is it?"

Out of Pit's periphery, a Bombed appeared, toddling in. Then, another one. Aaaand another one...

Pyrrhon stands up, going over to give Pit a rough pat on the shoulder, glad that the little angel's FINALLY giving him some of the respect he deserves. "You're darn right you do! And hey, now that we know this is here, we might even be able to uncorrupt the rest of the files, too! Who knows how much info there is here?"

Pyrrhon notices the sound as well, looking over. "No, that's not me... Looks like a couple of baddies came by to spoil our fun. Too bad for them that they stand before PYRRHON!" Pyrrhon holds a hand out towards the bomb-shaped enemies. A moment or two of thought would likely be all Pyrrhon needs to decide this is a bad idea. But Pyrrhon tends not to think before chucking fireballs at things, which, SURPRISE! Causes the whole big group of them that appeared to blow up, in an explosion big enough to knock a hole right in the side of the floating island- anyone that would happen to be looking up at it now would notice a tiny plume of smoke coming from the side of it.

Pyrrhon and Pit, fortunately, were a fair distance away from them when they went off, and are both pretty durable- though they were knocked back a fair distance by the sudden boom, Pyrrhon rubbing his head a bit as he stands back up. "Alright... maybe not my best idea..." Pyrrhon remarks aloud, as he looks ahead at the evil lab... or rather, the complete lack of an evil lab, now, as there's just a great big hole that the sun is shining in through.

Pit tried to warn him back there. He did do his fair share of yelling things like, "Wait, Pyrrhon!" and "PYRRHON, NOOOO!" but it was too late. The fire shot faster than his words, and the explosion quickly consumed them.

And now... the evil lab is toast. Burnt toast. It all happened in the blink of an eye. A groan crawls out of his throat as he struggles to sit up, and picks a chunk of debris out of his laurels.

"Totally bombed that one..."

Pyrrhon heard him- he just chose to ignore him in favor of more fire.

"Yeah... the results were quite a bit more explosive than Pyrrhon thought they would be." He floats over, looking over the debris. "Is there anything left...? Oh, a keyboard!" Pyrrhon excitedly picks it up out of a pile of ash- and it just kind of snaps once he lifts it. "Well, half a keyboard... Okay, yeah. Pyrrhon's pretty sure there's nothing left."

He awkwardly rubs the back of his head- yeah, he kinda screwed up there. Not that he'd really say so, quickly thinking of some way to try to salvage the situation. "Well, look on the bright side! Uhhh... it's, easier to get back out now! Don't have to go all the way back up." He says, while floating out the ruined remains of the lab and into the open air and sunshine.

Pit belted out a loud sigh and slumped his shoulders, collecting himself to his feet. His legs wobbled as he rediscovered balance. "I guess I can't blame you completely," he added as he followed Pyrrhon out of the lab with a gait limpier than usual. Floating must be SO NICE. "They're bombs with short fuses. They probably would have exploded no matter what. Just... maybe not as explosively. Besides, our sleuthing session may have ended sooner than we wanted, but we DID get some really important information!"

"Yep! Another successful mission for Pyrrhon, and his protege Pit! Just like old times, until I tried to kill you!" It is very nice! Pyrrhon can't even remember the last time he had to actually walk anywhere.

"Now, come on. They're obviously aware of our presence, so it's probably best to get on our way!" And with that, he casually grabs Pit by the collar of his shirt, and starts floating back down with him to the ground.

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