Situation at an Abandoned Estate [OPEN]

The paintings didn’t seem to be hiding anything as far as Onoma could tell. He nudged one to tilt it slightly unevenly to see if anyone would react to one not being perfectly aligned with the rest— which alone was a miracle anyway considering that this place was in utter shambles.

Leaving those paintings alone, Onoma decided to see what the others were doing. That guy with the cloud seemed to be transfixed on the fireplace of all things. “Well yeah. Why do you think it stinks so bad in here? Probably at least twelve dead bodies in here. Maybe stuffed into suits of armor, probably haunted. Maybe they get a bit quirky at night, I dunno.” Onoma shrugged, he guessed all of what he said was technically possible, whether or not he was simply believed right out of the gate remained to be seen.

Onoma let out a mischievous cackle when he saw the guy freak out over a spark of light and bowl over a couch. “See. Haunted. Like I said.” The Namekian grinned wide, then turned his attention to the Saiyan that floated around. “What’s up with the worm-thing anyway? Did you eat some dirt and get it that way?” Onoma asked, but honestly quite genuinely.

A secret staircase was soon revealed with the toppling of a cupboard, and that seemed as good of a way to progress forward as any. Onoma chose to follow along. “Whaaaat? A Necronomicon would be baller. You mean you’d pass up the power of Infinite Skeletons? Whack.”

Onoma raised a brow at the strange Saiyan. Surely it wasn’t that simple. Then again, maybe it was. It also wasn’t really relevant to Onoma’s interests beyond casually asking, and since he got an answer he just moved on. “Fair enough.”

The group went inward, further and further still. Onoma wondered just how deep this secret would dwell. Clearly it meant a great deal if it was buried deep below what was once a pristine mansion with ample inhabitants given the clues that were detailed by the trident wielding girl and their attendant.

Maybe all of those people haunted this place, and their skeletons were also here? That’d be a funny army of skeletons. “Pfft, you squatted here anyway. Now you’re haunted! Good job.” Or maybe more haunted than normal considering that blue man-devil form the guy seemed to have access to.

Eventually the group reached the inner workings, a room that may have once been full to the brim with cool things. It didn’t look like much at first glance— which looked to be all that the rich kid gave. Onoma blinked a few times as she left the group behind. “Uhh. Okay.”

One of the other guys checked the seemingly empty room himself, the scaredy-cat, of course. “Jeez, do you wanna see ghosts or not, man?” In a few seconds, the bravado was gone and the guy ran away. Onoma shrugged slightly, what a weird dude.

The Saiyan also left soon after, and Onoma was on his own in the secret catacombs of the abandoned mansion. He whistled to himself and examined the secret room thoroughly. The Namekian had pretty much llooked everywhere. There didn’t seem to be anything of note here from what Onoma could tell...

That was, until he passed by one last shelf, and at the very back of it, behind a clump of dust and broken debris he saw a little glimmer. “Now what do we have here...?” Using the elasticity of his limbs, Onoma reached out to the mysterious item, grabbing it and whipping his arm back out. It looked to be an oblong carved stone with some clear gems stuck into it, and an indent in the middle that was missing whatever fit inside it. It didn’t seem like much, but it was heavier than it looked. Furthermore, there was a strange twist to it, it almost had an aura— one that Onoma could only just barely feel while holding onto it. “... Well, she did say I could take whatever I wanted.”

Onoma grinned, pocketing the strange item. He would have to study it later alongside his friends. For now, he too made his exit and flew off somewhere else...