The Wonderland Scavenger Hunt

[Kitai Yoru]

Name: [The Wonderland Scavenger Hunt]

Participants: [First four who sign up]

Location: [Starts in Karakura]

Difficulty Level: [Easy]

Setting: [NDE]

Plotline: [The Carnival has arrived in Karakura, along with a strange assortment of foreign sights. One of which being a large tent simply named 'Wonderland'. Once inside the massive tent, those 'lucky' few, will have to find an assortment of clues and tools in order to exit the attraction. Any fighting will be completely avoidable]

Estimated Enemy Strength: [7-1]

Estimated Time Until Completion: [3+ pages]

Starts: [After four sign up]

Special Conditions: [None]

[Irene Palmer]

Claiming the 1st spot

[Skoll Koryu]

I'm interested in trying something like this. Sign me up.

[Deleted]

I like to enter, please. Sign me up.

[Nadezhda Esterházy]

"Can I play?"

[Kitai Yoru]

Oh what a time to be alive! Summer has come and gone, and the people of Karakura have decided to throw one last event before the snow comes. Stalls with games and prizes are everywhere, and delicious food is the easiest thing to find. Hundreds of people have come to join in the Autumn festivities, and a feeling of joy is in the air. Of course, humans aren't the only ones visiting the carnival this cool Falls night. For whatever reason, four people have decided to join in on the event taking place. Maybe it was to have fun, maybe it was to cause some chaos, to each their own, but they would find themselves at the event.

To those four though, they would feel something else lingering in the air. Something supernatural. It may even the reason they decided to visit in the first place. Regardless, after awhile they would find the source of the strange feeling in the air in the form of a large, red and white pinstripe circus tent on the edge of the grounds. In front of what appeared to be the entrance, was a blue ticket booth, with a man dressed as a ringmaster standing behind it. The sign on the booth read 'Wonderland House of Oddities'. The man behind it smiled, giving everyone who passed by an unsettling glance, yet no normal person seemed to notice.

The man just sat there behind this counter, waiting for anyone to finally notice him. "Come one, come all, come and see it for yourself! Experience the Wonderland with your own eyes! Make it through to the other side, and win yourself a prize!" He yelled out in an old-timey announcer voice, occasionally snacking the sign with an expensive looking cane. The four could arrive in whatever order they wanted, say and ask him whatever they needed to. Even they days didn't matter, with the carnival taking place over the course of three days. He would have a different response for each of them once they bothered to talk to him. Any of them with high enough energy sensory would be able to tell he was a Saika.

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"Rosalia it's a new event on in Karakura I was thinking of setting a date, with you, and another Quincy." She would worry thinking up something than it came. "But, I'm going with friends." But he didn't look to please. "Taking humans over Quincy? But guess it isn't a bad idea, you could one day make them into Quincy." She would nod walking away with a smile, leaving her saying. "And why would I do that?" Him asking. "Did you say something?" She would turn around with a smile. "No, not at all father." He gave a glare. "I could have been sure you said, and why would I do that?" She would be backing away little by little. "Nope, doesn't sound like me, bye dad." She said, waving him away being gone door closing behind

In time Rosalia would be at this Carnival, unable to even grab her spiritual limiting device, but her friends where in shock from what Rosalia did without even trying to aim, maybe she should have held back? It was a game with an arrow, and hitting the middle of the board, you need three in total to win the prize, and she did so without taking time to aim, smiling at them a little embarrassed. "I'm sure it was just luck." Being a Quincy did have its up and downsides after all. "That was amazing! I can see why the school made you captain of the archery club, let's see if you can win more games, like that shooting one over there." She would be pushed from the back by one of them. "Wait, I don't know how to play gun games." But all they said is. "I'm sure you'll be fine!" But then they stopped, Rosalia, blinking why they just stopped like that.

"I have never seen that before?" It was a strange looking tent, she would have to enter inside because. "Let's go in there!" They said, but Rosalia could sense something odd about it, trying to stop them. "Wait, I'm sure it's nothing, the man must be building it up, It might be best if just one of us checks it out first to see if it's good and safe enough," Rosalia said as one of her friends would look sad. "But you'll be alone?" She would look at her. "I'll be fine, I just think it's best, but I'm sure you will find that more fun." It was a ride, they all looked at where Rosalia was pointing, happy to agree with her idea because of it. "Okay, but we will go on it again after you checked it out." She waved, smiling, then turning around to face the Ring Master as one might call him, sighing. "I can't get one normal day in this town."

She walked up towards the entrance, seeing him. "Wonderland House of Oddities?, Something about this doesn't feel right, and you know what I am on about don't you?" She said looking towards the man with the cane. "I can't tell what you are, but something is up." She was worried about entering, but it's not like I have a choice. If she didn't enter they would. "I would like one ticket please." She said hearing him out and ready to walk in. (You may pick the day if it's easier for you.)

When attending parties, or just going out at night, she will dawn this beautiful dress that is simple in design, but showcases class belonging towards only Rosalia, even replacing her cylindrical hairpiece, with one red polka dotted bow headband showing our young ladies sophistication, and beauty. Red dress flows downwards possessing white polka dots and black collar, as three buttons flowing down at Rosalia centre, wearing something like a bracelet on her wrist, using, single ribbon tied around Rosalia's waist all consisting of the same colour, dawning one beautiful pearl neckless showcasing refinement.

Rosalia & Way She's Dressed

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Rosalias Stats

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Strength: 50

Speed: 50

Spiritual Pressure: 50 (63)

Reiatsu Strength: 50 (63)

Instincts: 75 (56)

Senses: 75 (56)

Energy Sensory: 0

Healing Expertise: 0

[Skoll Koryu]

“The fuck is all this?”

Tents, noise, people; these were not the things that Skoll expected. Sure, Karakura was a busy enough town that it wasn’t unusual to run into people here and there, but what the hell was all of this? Bright lights, people yelling, constant sound; it was like being in more populated areas of the Rukongai during a night of drunken revelry. Skoll grimaced; he hated all the noise. Yet his other options were to prowl about Karakura’s alleyways like some kind of stray mongrel or head back to Soul Society, and the latter option was no better than the first. The Nakabakki had taken this opportunity to get away from home for a while, so why would he just turn around and go back?

Well, if he had no choice but to deal with it, he’d deal with it. Skoll grumbled and shoved his paws into his pockets, stalking his way past the front entrance. He drew several stares immediately; unlike most spiritual beings, Beast-Clansmen were highly visible to the human eyes. Even his half-demon heritage did nothing to prevent him from being seen by every single attendee, and it didn’t take long for whispers and mutters to break out around him. “Is that a costume?” “It’s a bit late for Halloween...” “Oh, he must be one of those guys that likes dressing up like animals!” Skoll scowled more and more as he made his way down the center of the fairgrounds, letting his gaze roam from one side to the other. It was not a look of curiosity, though; it was a predatory gaze, one that suggested that people should get out of his way and let him do what he wanted to do.

“Eh, fuck off, all of you...” He muttered to himself as some child started shouting about “that guy with the tail” behind him. “You assholes keep this shit up, and I’ll show you that these claws and fangs are fucking real...” The Nakabakki tried to distract himself by looking at some of the small festival booths, particularly the food ones; there were a broad medley of smells for someone with a sensitive nose like his, and many of them were unfamiliar. The sweet ones, particularly; though the Rukongai occasionally had a few sweet treats here and there, the majority of the food in the area was dried or salted… or vegetables. Blech; Skoll was never one for eating plants.

There was a stand that was selling meat skewers a short ways down, however, and Skoll was not shy about grabbing one off of the display and taking a bite out of it. The flavor was fantastic; he had never tasted something quite like this, so rich in juices, and with a powerful spice to it that made his eyes water. Without thinking, Skoll wolfed the first one down and went to grab a second, only to find someone squeezing his wrist to hold it in place. “The hell?” He turned his gaze upwards to find a human male glaring at him from behind the stand, keeping his wrist in a tight grip to prevent the Nakabakki from grabbing anything else.

“You’re planning on paying for that, right?”

Pay? Ah, shit. Skoll didn’t know what humans used to pay for things; he was used to simply trading and being done with it. Well, the damage was done, time to make things worse. “Sure. Let me give you a tip, too, jackass: don’t you fucking touch me.” With that, a mentally-cast Sho simply exploded from his bound hand, shoving the man backwards into the back wall of his stand and causing the canopy to collapse as a result of the spell blasting into it. Now freed, Skoll quickly hurried away from the collapsed stand, grabbing a few of the skewers before quickly making his way out of the area.

For a moment, Skoll considered just blending in with the crowd and letting the heat die down, but when you stood a head and shoulders above most people and were, say, a big wolf-man, that didn’t work quite so well. Looking around, the Nakabakki caught sight of a large tent with only a few people going inside. That seemed ideal; he could just duck inside the tent and disappear for a little while until things quieted, and then get on with his day. Tossing the last of the skewer sticks aside, Skoll approached in a short jog, making his way to the counter in front of the tent. There was a young woman there, talking to the man at the counter, but the half-demon didn’t care; instead, he reached forward and grabbed her shoulder, shoving her roughly aside. “Move it, broad!”

Approaching the counter, Skoll simply slammed a hand on the counter. “Hey, freak! Give me a ticket to whatever shitshow you’ve got going here.”

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{Skoll’s Stats}Strength - [50] (50) Points

Speed - [200] (200) Points

Spiritual Pressure – [200 x 2] (400) Points

Reiatsu Strength – [340 x 2] (680) Points

Light Aura - [35] Points

Dark Aura - [65] Points

Instinct – [100] Points

Senses - [100] Points

Energy sensory - [50] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1040] points

[Nadezhda Esterházy]

The crinkling and ruffling of leaves could be heard alongside a soft, but sweet humming. Two tiny feet danced among the fallen leaves, crunching their dried-out husks with each step. She danced as though the music in her mind was filling the woods with sweet melodies. Nadezhda spun around with an uneasy grace, each of her hands swaying in the air with choreographed finesse. A delicate smile laid upon her lips as she continued to spin like a dreidel. Her lack of training didn't dissuade her from imitating the refined movements of a ballerina.

She seemed equally unpersuaded by the night and how it blanketed her dance in thick darkness. With innocence and a lighthearted grin, she encircled the trees as she made her way to the carnival. Her carefree nature rarely desisted, leading her to foreign lands and mysterious forests like these. No matter where she wound up, she always managed to cause trouble with her brand of fun. This was evidenced by the bodies hanging from the trees she danced beneath. These unlucky men met her while they imbibed recklessly nearby. 

Despite their drunken stupor, they managed to see a pair of eyes peering at them from the blackened woods. Believing it to be a wild animal they ran to get their firearms, only to have their arms torn from their bodies. The rotting appendages were now decorating the woods alongside Nadezhda's seemingly innocent play. As she energetically traversed the woods, she appeared to be holding something tightly in her palm. She reached the edge of the woods to gaze upon the illuminated wonderland. She smiled as the sounds, smells, and sights stimulated her senses. "What do you think, Albert?" She said as she lifted her hand and revealed a severed finger in her palm.

"Okay-Okay. I get it. But let's go anyway. What if we get you some nummies?" Her eyes widened as she looked at the finger, as if she were expecting it to react. "Hahahaha!" Nadezhda abruptly burst into uproarious laughter. It slowly trailed off into high-pitched giggles as she congratulated the finger for its humor. "You're so right, Albert. I love it when you say those kinds of things." She humorously stomped her foot and adopted a goofy expression in response to the finger before dashing into the distance. "Onward!" She declared as her tiny feet carried her swiftly across the grassy field. 

Nadezhda was amazed by the vast attractions held within the carnivals gates. So many peculiar games and smells. She leaped into the air and grabbed a clump of cotton candy then immediately inhaled it. "Mmm." She declared as her eyes lit up joyfully. "Don't worry. I'll share next time, Albert." A small child saw the finger, his eyes lighting up. He tugged and pulled on his mother to get him a similar finger, both thinking it was an odd trinket from the carnival. Nadezhda looked over at him and his mother and casually stated, "Oh, there are plenty back in the woods. If you jump high enough, you might be able to get yourself a hand!" She delivered a wide grin and walked off. 

Nadezhda then gaped as she stared at expansive tent in the distance. She stared at it for a moment before she set-off skipping. She rhythmically moved toward the tent as she waved the finger around carelessly. "You always have good ideas, Albert. Your what they call a big brain man. Or idea man. Or something like that." Nadezhda was completely unconcerned with those around her, paying little mind to anything else but Albert and the thoughts in her head. She abruptly dug her feet into the ground and halted her body. 

Adopting a goofy, but quizzical expression, she examined the entrance of the tent. Her eyes darted back and forth as she rubbed her chin with the finger. "What do you think, Albert?" She said as she took the finger and tapped her cheek with it, as if to imply that she was contemplating her surroundings. She narrowed her eyes as she they slowly rolled around and landed upon the ringmaster. "You!" She shouted with her tiny, childish voice. Instead of using her own finger, she used Albert to point at the ringmaster, before waving it around haphazardly.

As with anything she does, her behavior was a confusing mixture of child-like innocence, goofy nonsense, and attempted seriousness. She would then shake the finger at the ringmaster humorously as she proceeded to ask a series of question. "Do you have cotton candy? Do you have those apples with goo on them? What about Albert?!" She said loudly as she absurdly raised the ringer in the air. "He and Mimi like animals. Just like me. Any kitties or doggos in there?" She said as she pulled another finger from her pocket. This finger was the Mimi she referred to seconds before. 

With a finger in both hand, she began shaking them in the air as she asked the ringmaster questions with kooky conviction. "I wanna know, ya hear?" She said declaratively. " 'cause Mimi likes dogs but Albert cats. But the teeth and the biting. And suddenly one has the finger and looks at it as a stick and runs off. Then you have to run and suddenly your feet are covered in mud. You're looking for a fountain or a bath, but the water isn't there and you're worried about dogs and cats and fingers. And then you see it..hahaha" She suddenly broke out into laughter as she talked. "And then it's there and here..." She waved the fingers left and right, gesturing with her story that was broken-up by uncontrollable giggles. 

Her laughter trailed off and she tilted her head to the side with a sigh. "Soooo," she said as she nodded, "you get the importance of cotton candy." She continued to nod at the ringmaster as she squinted and delivered a "you know what I mean" kind of expression. Nadezhda didn't bother with whether anyone understood her, which is why most didn't know what to make of what she said. Regardless of what the ringmaster would say, she would nod and respond with a series of "ugh-huhs" and "mmhm, mhmms." Nadezhda would stand on her toes and peer over the edge of the booth. "Whatcha got back there? Anything for me?"

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{Stats and skills}

Stats

Strength - [270] -> [540]



Speed - [200] -> [400]



Spiritual Pressure - [150] -> [75] (Non-release)



Reiatsu Strength - [100] -> [50] (Non-release)



Light Aura - [10]



Dark Aura - [90]



Instinct - [200] -> [100] (Non-release)



Senses - [200] -> [100] (Non-release)



Energy sensory - [100] -> [50] (Non-release)



Healing Expertise - [0]



Total SP: [1220] Points

Skills

[Battle: Street Fighting] {1}



[Weapon: Emei Piercers] {1}



[Body: Acrobatics] {2}



[Body: Stealth] {2}



[Body: Anti-stealth] {2}



[Mental: Battle Analysis] {2}



[Utility: Acting] {2}

[Izanami Midorikawa]

Patrolling throughout the town over the summer had been for the most part the same as any other season since Nami had been appointed as the supervisor over the Spiritual activity with the simple exception of special events such as this current festival. Nami despite living in Karakura with all the citizens that she lived to protect didn't really spend any time with any of them and this hadn't learned anything about the culture of the people and what a festival such as this one meant. So throughout the summer and now she was left wondering why while still doing everything she could to make sure they remained safe.

Due to to influx of citizens virtually all day on every day since the festival started Nami had been cutting down the amount of time that she spent patrolling the other districts of Karakura. So many of them were drawn to the attraction of the uncommon that if a Hollow or anything else were to attack the town there was a greater likelihood that they'd come to the festival area and thus Nami for the most part was stationed in the area. She could feel a few spiritual entities yet most of them were known to Nami as citizens of Karakura. Checking throughout the festival though she came upon something that she hadn't noticed until now. It looked like a giant cloak of a building with a single man at the entrance allowing others inside. She would approach in order to learn what was within the tent.

The announcer was making a point to continue to just shout out to all of the citizens that if they went into the tent and could make it out to the other side than they would get a prize. Nami had no interest in the game yet she still had to find out what was iside of the tent. So not caring what the announcer was doing she proceeded inwards and would have to see just what was inside of the ttent and what was going to take place afterwards.

[Kitai Yoru]

Ah yes! Finally, some customers have arrived for him to... entertain, heh, this should be fun, thought the man, as he watched each of them approach his booth.

The first one to approach was a young woman. She was clearly trying to have some fun with her friends, wearing a polka dotted dress, with a bow in her hair. How adorable, the man thought, as he watched her approaching. She had two people she had just seperated from for whatever reason, now just watching her tepidly, clearly nervous about something. Worried for their friend? Probably a smart decision, and an even smarter one to have stayed away. Not the girl though, she approached the Man with a bold attitude, throwing accusations his way, claiming he was up to something. Heh.

"Me?" The Man said, sitting up straight, pretending to look affronted at her words, a look of shock crossing his face. "Why my dear, I'm sure I don't know what you mean." He promised her, with a poorly contained grin on his face. "The only thing I am, is the no-so-humble owner of this wonderful carnival." He told her, chest puffed out in what appeared to be pride. "But, to prove I'm not 'up to anything', as you put it, I'll give you the first visit for free. My treat." He told her, handing her a ticket he pulled out of nowhere.

Which was promptly yanked out of his hand by his second guest. A large, and clearly aggressive wolfman, strode up to the two of them with an almost urgent pace, as if he were trying to be anywhere other than where he just was. Clearly he was someone who had been causing trouble on his grounds. He had shoved the young land aside, demanded a ticket and called him a freak on top of it all. Oh my, this one was going to be fun... The Man merely smiled and waved. "Hope you have fun in there sir! Nice costume by the way. Very realistic looking chains, by the way!" He told him with a sneer on his face.

Then he realized that the girl in the polka dots was still here. "Oh I'm so sorry about that deary. Here, a
replacement." He told her, handing her another one. Some people can be so rude. Makes life like Hell for the rest of us." He told her, chuckling at an inside joke. "Well now, off with you, your friends will still be here once you get out. Just have fun inside, and prepare to see things you've never dreamed of!" He told here cheerfully, though it might not exactly come off as such due to how off-putting the Man came off as.

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Oh the second night. Not nearly as eventful as the first. No demon wolves, no visitors so far, and that was leaving the Ringmaster pretty bored. That was, to say, until the sound of a yelling child caught his attention. Looking over the edge of his booth, a pale girl was pointing at him with what appeared to be a severed finger. "Me?" He said, looking from side to side before pointing to himself, ever playing the comedian. After all, it isn't every day when a child as young as this one can see his booth. "Aww, aren't you adorable? Where are your parents, you creepy child you?"

While he was talking down to her, like someone talking to a small puppy, she was firing off rapidfire questions one by one. Cotton candy? Was she talking about caramel apples, or apples covered in something else? He tried to catch everything she was saying, he really did, but she was talking so fast that most of it got lost in translation. Something about Prince Albert in a can, with someone named Mimi, as she shook her little hands, each holding a severed finger, that he wasn't sure was actually a prize at his fair. Great, she probably murdered a bunch of people at his canaveral for those.

Her sudden laughter broke him out of his musings, and now she was asking him the importance of cotton candy. Kids, one of the many things he didn't really know how to deal with. The Ringmaster had a strained smile on his face as she asked what he had in the tent. "Sure kid. I'll tell you what!" He told her, trying to regain his shattered composure. "All that stuff you mentioned? It's all in that big tent behind me!" He said, pointing his arms and cane at the big and ominous pinstripe tent. He handed her a ticket, hoping she'd take it and leave. "Anything you want is in that tent. All you gotta do, is find it. Kids like finding dangerous things, right? So off ya go you little adorable little demon child you!" He said, shooing her with his hands.

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Oh the third day was a mess. His carnival was coming under investigation thanks to the brutal and gruesome murders of at least ten people in the woods outside the grounds of his grounds. It was a headache and a half thanks to the fact he couldn't even kill these stupid cops. No, that would be far too easy for him to get. Now he was in a heated argument with the police chief about letting the event continue due to these deaths. Thanks to this, he wasn't even around to see a certain someone brazenly sneak into his House of Oddities, slipping past one of the Ringmaster's guards.

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The four that entered the tent would quickly realize something was off. Impossibly so. They all crossed over at the same time, regardless of when they entered, walking through the threshold simultaneously. They arrived in what appeared to be a townsquare of sorts. The street was made of gold-colored brick, with eight different roads leading away from the center. If they looked, they would see there was still a tent behind them, but a much smaller one than before. They could try and exit through it, but it would be empty. Before them was a man with a similar suit as the Ringmaster, however, this person had a large cartoon beaver head seemingly sewn on, with visible blood in the stiching.

"Hello there buckaroos, and welcome to the Wonderland!" He said, his voice sounding more like a recording than an actual voice. He stiffly pulled out four papers from his jacket, one for each to take. "In order to have as much fun as you can, take these maps! They'll help you find your way, heyuk!" He 'laughed', much like a bad cartoon character would. After they took a paper, he would continue. "Welcome to the Wonderland House of Oddities! There are many sights to see, and more places to explore! On there is a list of big places to see, as well as some smaller ones. At each big place, there is a special item for you to collect. In order to leave, you must collect at least two, then return here, but feel free to see all the other locations too!" It was at this point, if anyone was annoyed enough, they could vent about how they feel to mascot.

On each of the papers there were eight different locations, each with clearly marked directions for them. The first was something called 'Candy Land', with little else describing it. The second was called 'Unlondon', and was called an underground utopia. Number three was listed as 'Jungle in a Jar', with the words 'petting zoo' underneath it, as well as a warning not to upset the animals. Number four had an actual mirror in place of any picture or description. The last four seemed a tad ominous, with each description having what appeared to be a danger warning next to them, for whatever reason.

The fifth was named 'Kitai's House of Reptiles', with a picture of a grinning man with many various lizards and dragons behind him. Sixth had the name 'The Dark Carnival', with the same man playing a flute, with a crowd of people cheering behind him. Number seven had the lovely name 'Blood Fountain', with a picture of various demonic-looking women in and around a red pool, with a stream of the liquid shooting to the sky. The last road lead to something simply called 'The Jail', with a scared man behind bars, with many eyes behind him. The four could go whatever way they wished.

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She heard this man out, and after hearing him speak didn't take the idea of him being something out of this world. "I agree, and that dark aura coming off you must also mean nothing. I could be wrong, you could just be an honest man making his living, but after talking to you, now I'm pretty sure something isn't right here." Rosalia said ready to take his free ticket. "Thank you." But then she was pulled aside, by someone, a rude man, her father's teaching almost fell into place, with Rosalia nearly acting high and mighty, but that wasn't Rosalia, but she kept it under control, just waiting for him to be done, being annoyed, she was a little shocked he was a wolfman, but being annoyed, Rosalia just thought it was a costume. Something could be seen in her eye's for a brief moment, but it soon when away. "It's okay, I deal with worse." She said taking the ticket this time walking inside moments after, ready to see this dream take place.

After she walked inside, something felt odd, but couldn't think what it was, but seeing this place had Rosalia in shock, a town square possessing several golden paths. "No way this is normal, or even possible by human standards?" She said turning around towards the tent, but much smaller, opening to see if she could get out, but wouldn't anyway, giving she entered this place because something she sensed was odd already. "Well, at least now I know I'm correct." She said closing it to carry on this journey, as when Rosalia opened the tent, there was no way out of this odd place.

She would be creeped out right away by the new ringmaster, which looked like a beaver, but blood dripping down from the neck, she would just take one of the maps, becoming even more worried about the way he spoke. "Two items, so will I be told what that item is when I reach one of the eight places?" She said, knowing it was no other way out of here, but to listen. She had no choice but to pick one of them, and as a goddess, her father would say, the only Utopia is one made by us Quincy others need to be destroyed. "I pick this one, Unlondon." She said going onwards towards that path unless one of the three wished to talk about any type of plan, she might stop for that, but giving Rosalia knows people with abilities, are overconfident, she didn't have much hope, she didn't pick Unlondon just because of that, she did have to pick one after all. 

[Nadezhda Esterházy]

Aww, aren't you adorable? Where are your parents, you creepy child you? Nadezhda stared at the ringmaster for a moment before flippantly responding, “Dead.” Pleasantries didn’t last long as it was on to business. As he talked Nadezhda’s eyes glazed over, her thoughts consumed with cotton candy and candied apples. She was seemingly slack jawed, some drool collecting on her bottom lip. So off ya go you little adorable little demon child you! She was immediately catapulted back to reality upon being ushered into the nearby tent. “I won’t let you down skeleton man!” She said enthusiastically as she delivered a military salute and marched forward proudly.

Upon nearing the entrance, Nadezhda transitioned into a goofily choreographed dance. She didn’t pay much attention to the others until her concentration was shattered by the appearance of a rather peculiar looking creature. Hello there buckaroos, and welcome to the Wonderland! She stood upon her toes and waved energetically before shouting, “Hiiiiii!” Before she knew it a map detailing the surrounding attractions was shoved in her hands. She pursed her lips, squinted, and furrowed her brow. “Hmmmmm.” She muttered audibly as she examined the map.

As their advisor spoke, she couldn’t seem to take her eyes off the paper. She studied it carefully, rotating the map clockwise.She leaned back and raised the map above her staring up at it with a skeptical expression. “Crayons!” She said as she looked around the room. “Crayons? Anyone?” She said to the others before returning her attention to the map. She began tracing the map with her fingers. “Well, well, well…” She said in a tone indicating that she had discovered something. “This map is no good!" She exclaimed humorously. 

She began to giggle as she looked at Albert and Mimi. “Where do you think I should go? Ugh huh. Yeah. Good point, Mimi." Nadezhda then tossed both fingers in the air and watched as they landed on the paper. She leaned down and stared closely at the fingers. “You’re saying two different things silly. You want candy and you want kitties.Okay. Okay. Candy and then fluffy kitties.” Nadezhda jumped to her feet and crumpled the map as she began skipping in the direction of “Candyland.” She abruptly stopped and looked back at the others. She made a circles with her fingers and placed them over her eyes like glasses. “Ohhhhh. You were right, Albert." She stared at the others before abruptly turning and skipping in the opposite direction. 

[Izanami Midorikawa]

A shift in the surrounding area wouldn't even start to explain or reflect what had just happened as Nami stepped into the tent. She hadn't felt anything particularly spiritual yet that was the only explanation as what had just happened was beyond normal humans. Perhaps she had wondered into a portal or ability of some sort. The tent itself could be a spiritual release of some kind such as a Fullbring or Doll yet why hadn't she felt the Reiatsu of it if it were?

She wasn't so taken in by what had just happened though that she was left only able to process that single occurrence. In fact at the moment the question of how she got here was already moving to the back of her mind. Nami saw what was all around her as well as what was in front of her. It was clear she was being influenced by someone else's abilities and when she saw the young girl lift the tent and peer inside it was clear there wasn't anything she could do to break out. The best chance of getting back to Karakura was either by playing along with what this strange creature said or finding and killing the opener of this strange land.

Nami listened and thought while the others picked what places they would investigate. When the other two had picked their places Nami starred intensely at the creature in a pause. "Is this your land? Who owns this place?" Nami asked while she picked her places as The Blood Fountain and The Jail. Both places were labeled as dangerous and if this creature wasn't the owner of this strange ability then what better place to search than the most dangerous for the strongest.

[Skoll Koryu]

“Well ain’t this a fuckin’ show...”

Skoll couldn’t help but be a little surprised at the world inside the tent, especially given that there was no way such a large area could be contained within such a small structure. Some kind of portal was involved, not doubt; maybe it was something like a Shinigami Senkaimon? The Nakabakki had gone through one several times, and it was as simple as passing through a doorway before arriving at your destination. This was no different, so it did little to concern Skoll aside from the initial surprise. Perhaps the Shinigami were putting up some kind of show for the human visitors… or perhaps there was something more to this. Strange as it was, though, Skoll didn’t really give a damn. He was just here to hide out until the heat died down, then he was getting the hell out so that he could find a quiet place to crash for the night.

Stuffing his hands into his pockets, the half-demon didn’t even give the guide that appeared a proper glance, simply rolling his head and taking in the odd costume from the corner of his eye. Creepy, but what the fuck; Skoll had seen plenty worse. Things were explained pretty simply, as well: this world had a “game” to it, where they had to collect items from two different areas if they wished to leave. So far, this didn’t seem too threatening; still strange, but doable. Plus, if Skoll had to be here for a while, it couldn’t hurt to play along. Pick an area, find a thing; pretty straightforward.

The question was where he wanted to go. Upon being given his map, and taking it somewhat rudely from their guide’s hand, the half-demon casually scanned it over for anything that looked interesting enough to keep his attention for a little while. Candy Land? Pfft, sweets were okay in moderation, but this place sounded a bit too much. Unlondon? Any relation to the non-Un-version in the World of the Living? Jungle in a Jar with a petting zoo involved—ick, pass. Skoll dealt with enough beasts in his daily life, he wanted away from them for a while! Mirrors, a house of reptiles, a fountain of blood, and a prison; yeesh, certainly not his sort of place. None of those locations sounded particularly interesting to Skoll, who briefly considered just sitting put at the entrance and finding a place to sleep for a while. But no, if he wanted a less permanent vacation, the Nakabakki knew that he had to actually participate to an extent.

Well then, why not have a little fun while he was at it? When the girl from earlier decided to go to Unlondon, Skoll simply followed her. He didn’t approach her despite having much longer legs and a faster gait, but rather kept about fifteen feet behind her, practically stalking the female as they made their way down the road. There was nothing that said they had to go to different areas, after all, and a bit of mischief on Skoll’s part had him scheming to swoop in and take the item from Unlondon before this girl could do so. It was harmless, after all; sure, she’d be irritated and he’d be stealing her progression out of this land, but as long as there were plenty of other areas, she could suck it up and go find one of those items. Sure, he was being a bit of a bully, but that’d never stopped Skoll before. He followed the girl at a distance, purposely matching her pace. and doing nothing to hide his presence.