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A rule of a pen pin and a pencil, rule of detectives and murderers have been shifting due to the recent argument that's sparked officer agents and city gate guards alike, the rule and rights for detectives have been reduced to bare tip of something that a citzen would normally have, though they made a rather grand mistake when making that change. Fire arose amongest them.
Chaos started to fill the streets. Agencies collapsing to their own doom of the now pyscho murderous detectives and many in between murderers and detectives. People being murdered, detectives defending people. Left and right, up and down. The chaos started to slowed down and amount of people injured & possibly dead, the Detectives and the now established Murdetectives, Durders and Murderers slowly came to a separate truce for their own differences but that wouldn't last long as they return to their usual wars but this time, over the provinces of their own rules.
That being, Durdectives, Murdetectives, Muctectives and many of the identified sub-types of these murders and detectives, some act more like detectives, some are more like murders, or those in between.
Though they still did their usual deeds in terms of tradition, nothing stops a determined group of truce-agreed durderders & murdectives and those are the "Duremactives". Before they came to be, all of them working normal labour like jobs or as such.
A faithful and, one meeting day, a rather terrible incident happened in Oion Swuny Street. When one of the infamous durders leaders "Mr. Qumenint" was stabbed in the back, but no trace of source of the original stabber, no bloodprint, footprint that any murder sub-type or detective could leave behind. And that's, where the Duremactives group come into the scene of the crime.
The leader Marikous, who's a short Durdective Male but with envious & mature personality named Marikous, who goes by a noticeable blonde hair, blue shirt with a jacket ontop, and is the leader of the group, but also managing the relationships with police and other sub-murderers alike, begins to speak up "Now. As the leader of this group, shall we all, start the investigation of this crime together, gang?" And by that, the gang instantly started cheering with the words "Yeah!" in unison. And on the way of a path, they went. which was leading to a street known for olives, Ashoros and other related fruit related merchants.
"Peht, whatcha think of these, awful purple looking apples?" Mayhay asks, which, the man in question is dressed up with a striped hoodie burple trousers and brown shoe with a investigator type deal, while looking at the strange fruit, with slightly disgust in his tone. "Uhmm, I think. By what Je told me, this where she remembered getting the ability to remember her past memories and, able to project it into us or anyone else." Marikous explains, while pointing at the purple fruit that Mayhay was looking at, the cart that the fruit is contained at seems to belong to "KAE.Js". "Let's just, get going anyways, this cart already gave me enough sights of what we need to know." Marikous once more motioned his group to move forward to investigate this mysterious case, Mayhay and Jemaw whispered to eachother about Marikous' look at the KAE.Js cart. "What exactly would interest him so much about that cart? He already knows my cause, not that long ago" Jemaw whispered to Mayhay "No idea, we've yet to know more about that. But let's get moving before he suspects anything about us talking with his secret sights at it" Mayhay whispered back before him and Jemaw went silent, other than some casual talking about their day so far, like taking care of their plants and other niche things.
While Marikous and two others were looking around intently but also having small chats. Somebody from the far dark of the left street shows up, from the one they are currently walking on. The person in question has a police badge but seems scratched off and old, likely been kept in a poor condition. "Not here to arrest you, no no. I came here to ask you three something that agents and other government based departments have been seeking to know for these past weeks" The seemingly looking ex-police person asks, now revealing to be a man. Marikous immediately recognizes this man, but with bare no emotion from him. He recognizes him from when he was a police in practices, also improving his knowledge on the crimes that the police go on about. "What exactly, do you want from me or my group?" Marikous asks a similar question back at the man. "I only seek the information that you, and the group that company you. That have collected something overtime" The man responds back, with a somewhat annoyed expression at the question but procceeds as such. "Ever heard of KAS.Js, the one that seems to been selling these, strange little fruits?" Marikous replies, but also looking at Jemaw. Knowing that she has some abilities from that fruit. "Care to show an example, Je?" Marikous asks her, with his hands raised like holding an apple towards the man. "Sure! what's his name though? You never introduced him to us before!" Jemaw enthusasstically asks "Vuvo, now. Show me and him of what you got!" He exclaims as Je cheerfully focuses on projecting the ability onto Vuvo first. With her hand hovering towards her and his head, Vuvo now in visible shock on his face and stands like that. For several minutes before the ability wears off
"My, my. This is what the fruit gave the ability to her?!" Vuvo says with extreme shock on his face. Marikous nods, showing that the fruits provide some benefits for the Duremactives group. Marikous, with a now more serious expression says "Though, do be careful. These might provide a dangerous advantage to anyone with enough power and intent to do anything that I think we know where that's going", Vuvo nods in agreement and recovers himself back to his more formal ways. "Alright then, off I go then. Continue what files desire in your hearts" As Vuvo says with poetry inspired words, before he disappears into the shadows, like thin line of dust. "You're usually pretty enthusastic about introducing yourself Je, what's wrong?" Mairkou then asks her, a concerned expression forms on his face.
Jemaw steps in closer to Marikous, only for it to form into a small fist bump on his shoulder.
"Bop" Jemaw says that as she makes her tongue stick out, which makes Marikou unphased. Considering she's done this before and not the last time she'll ever do this. "Thank you Je, very cool" Marikous half-chuckling with a sarcastic tone. "I guess-" Jemaw says before being interrupted by what it sounds like a faint printing noise, coming from inside a room of a building, just one street away from where they are. "Who would.. be printing something at this time?" Marikous wonders to himself "I have not heard of citizens, durders or any type doing that before, at this volume. " He then goes "Let's go investigate, see what the hell we might find, shall we?" Marikous commands as Je and Mayhay follow suit and into the street they went off to.
When they arrive at the noise of where the printer noise came from, it seems to have stopped copying pictures of what it seems to be the group going into the building - "strange, I've never seen a printer like that or any abnormal properties like that before" Marikous says, noting the printer's abnormal functions, which what a normal printer shouldn't able to "Unless someone used a camera to track us, then that person will face some consequences" Once again Marikous says before noise of footsteps from upstairs coming close, the group sneakly and quickly hide under a abandoned office desk. Though pretty old and smelly but as they think about that. The footsteps from before come into the room close to the desk they are hiding under, with a rather heavy steel like shoes clanking aganist the floor. "Hmm, I thought I heard some people talk just now, oh well." A voice with caution says, wanting to say more but ran out of breath to speak. While present in the room and Marikous ponders in thought, where has he heard this voice before, or how did they know about him. "If only he was here-" the voice sighs, before Marikous quickly gets out of the hiding spot, while smacking the person's back of the head with his hand. They fall to the floor with a thud "oh my radishes, does this guy really track us in some way?" Marikous remarks, with a rather pissed off tone considering this machine potentially tracking the them.
While the gang split up, Jemaw curiously looks at the printer that has, what seems to be unindetified magic, this is something she never saw before in fiction or in her daily life. She curiously wants to see if it would track her group again, by pressing the power button but she sees something else instead. A vision of the phantom memory would play in her mind but, it seems off with what it's feeding her with. A memory of what seem to be circus, entertainment and other forms of joy for people, she was wondering if this is what the printer had, then she might've underestimated its capability, because it is soon crushed away as she feels like having a headache from too memories and she bleaks out of the phantom memory ability. Grasping her head in pain, while the two members look at her, confused from the sudden grunt that she has made, after that just happened.
"What happened, Je?" Marikous asks, unaware of what just happened. This isn't something he has seen before with a magical object, let alone a printer able to do this kind of thing. But he recalled of reading something similar, specfically a book about stuff like printers. High-enter printers is what he thought of the printer, printers that could transcend boundries of what was seen as impossible, now possible in this situation. "I don't know.. it's like that printer gave me a flashback, to various entertainment areas and a circus which, is what most people liked going to before" Jemaw answers his question from earlier, while sensing that the headache has faded away. Whatever that printer did, it would not be recommended to touch when having of said ability. They then begin exploring what more might sweep in this building, whatever they might have. While Je & Marikous set to study the now classified as high enter printer, and Mayhay goes onto exploring drawers. A noise then begins coming to life from the printer, and everyone looks at it as it makes a low rumbling noise in which, causes it to burst out a rather cliche, green portal that acts like a black hole, sucking Je & Marikous in but luckily Mayhay stayed where his stood his ground.
After being sucked in, Je and Marikous get thrown up to a place that looked similar to the phantom memory that Je used on the printer from before. Though the place is instead of what seem to be glowing blue fish like creatures floating in the sky which is colored in barely noticeable green lines. Pieces of remaint circus parts float about in the barren rocky landscape that both of them stand in. "Well, this is just the most, complete dubious thing that we as the gang could've, ever DONE!" Marikous then snaps in frustration, Je looks at him in shock along with a ear to ear neutral expression. The ground shakes as a light, white silver switch materializes on the floor, both look up to see what seem to be clowns, frozen in a motion of juggling, minus the juggling balls have been removed entirely from where they'd normally be. Je flips the switch to the next state, which causes the clowns to be lowered to the rocky surface instead of floating midair. They also unfreeze after landing like so. "Ueughhh..." One clown groans as if just gotten up from bed "What the hell happened?" The other clown says, revealing to be a blue haired clown with a higher pitch, presumably female while the other that groaned is a male with a gimmicky look of his appearance, "Welcome back to.. life, I guess" Marikous says with a unusualy envious tone to both of the clowns. The male & female clown look in confusion to Marikous.
"Name's Fron-Bron" The gimmicky look clown introduces itself, now revealing to be a man with appearance color being green and white. While the higher pitch clown introduces themselves as Vla-leoma, a woman with unsurprisingly normal appearance for a clown. Marikous greets himself politely to both of the clowns while Je is frozen in place as if turned to a stone statue. "Je? You need help getting yourself out of the statue state?" Marikous asks, while poking another fourth wall break at the whole writing of this story which snaps Je out of her statue-like state. "Anyways" Marikous then goes onto ask some couple of questions to both of the clowns, specifically Fron-Bron. "First, what did you two work for before you ended up here in this.. bizarre place with unexplainable things?" He asks the first but obvious question since he wants to know how exactl this place came to be or atleast how they ended up here. "Wella, Itz a bit hard to explain but I worked as a clown for a cartoon shows focused on important psychology of clowns, various tricks and alike on the human brain and I think last time I remember before it went poof for me." Fron-bron pauses, to give his explanation a minute. "Was the laugh of children" Marikous nods his head and asks a similar question to Vla-leoma this time. She responds that she worked as clown but only it being a side job of hers.
It appeared strange to Marikous at this time, that Vla even got brought here. Before he could fill in the missing pieces of this mystery, a contagious but swift laugh echoes through whole of the place. "The hell was that?!" Marikous asks in a worried and confused tone, while the source of the laughter soon reveals itself of a shadowy person at first, they seem more stumpy and large compared to four of them but it reveals to appearance similar to that of a clown but something.. feels wrong - the piece isn't quite there and his eerie mask that has seen better days, seems to say it all. It stands there on a tall rock while saying "Hello there, critters of planet Earth, I was half expecting a full squad of a team but this is fine either way, for my inevitable plan" says the stumpy clown while cackling a bit "Oh, if names are important these days, they call me the great Wrather of Clorowns! A crown of clowns so to speak"
Marikous, Jemaw and both of the clowns stare at the stumpy one in shock, "What kind of wrather like you brought two clowns despised away from their mundane lifes to this place and frozen for who knows how much" Je points out. The wrather of clowns and the crowns laughs slightly, before explaining that Je's question is silly and he just likes to freeze up random entertainment figure, that being: Clowns, musicians and alike. "Seems abit unethical, if I'm being honest here" Je then answers again with a pout. Everyone, including Marikous gives Je an odd look, before returning to the usual appropriate tone of this situation. Marikous with all the intention he had, apparently wanted to talk about his life with the wrather before anything truly started, which the wrather didn't look too amused but with how Marikous was intent on to talk about his life, he decided to go with it in no regard. From start to now the man he is, talked about his mundane yet interesting life before all the chaos started with the commotion on the whole detectives and murderer legality in the provinces of the city. He even mentions his brief time at police training before abruptly halting that kind of need.
"Harrhaha, I think I've heard what you were talking about with that former agent. That printer has special properties, in which I tend to hear someone from the other side if I'm not busy meddling around with something else" The wrather remarks, Marikous expressing a blank face. "I'm, sorry?" He gets up, slowly jumping up to where he is and holding up the wrather "You heard that entire conversation, correct?" The wrather laughs. "Yes, correct. You mundane looking human!" before Marikous drops him to the drop by letting go the hand of his that was holding the clown. He is then quick to pull up a revolver, though it has a resemblence of a pistol. "I dare you to speak another word here, clown!" then threateningly pointing it at the wrather to make his point very and absolutely clear to such thing who is a clown. The goofiness of this situation almost makes Je laugh due to how the whole situation is on it's own. "This is a no laughing matter, Je" Marikous expresses a slight tone of annoyance, which is a first time to Je in all situations given, like this one.
But at this point, Je looks suddenly fed up with the nonsense that she has put up with and no guarantee that she'll want to go through it again, by that she takes the gun away from Marikous' hand and points at the wrather herself, while her expression never seem to have changed but a gloomy aura surrounded her face, which the wrather didn't pep a word. Scared of what she might do if she pulls the trigger, the gun seem to have minor changes in it's appearance, taking on a more vine appearance to the handle part of the weapon and the bullet she fires out is a small tomato fruit which it was fired at Marikous intentionally, it makes a splat sound when making contact with Marikous' coat which then she takes the advantage of shooting a real bullet to the wrather backwards out the edge of the rocky platform "WEUGH, YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THHHHHIIIIIII-" - and with that his screams echo into this bizarre world, along with a gigantic and noticeable shake like there was a level 5 earthquake breaking the entire landscape slowly break apart. "I assume the wrather was in charge of this place and now when there's no one powerful enoguh to sustain" Fron-bron points out "this place will collapse until nothing is left, except for anyone human enough to teleport us back from wherever you two came from" Marikous, now acquired new knowledge that this clown has provided makes a note of such power. They hear a looming sound of something like a stretched out sound of a vacuum cleaner emitting from a nearby now blue portal just near where they're standing dangerously fragile rocky platform, "There's our escape then" Je remarks before all 4 of them jump in, marking their first and final escape from unknown land.
"I wonder if Je and Marikous has found something by this point. They're usually very quick to get anyone out of these mysteries" A waiting Mayhay asks, in the room where the other two were originally sucked in, he's well familiar of how long his two known members or friends as he has been considering them as such lately to some extent of remembering the times he met them. A sudden open of a blue portal opens up in the opposite end of the desk where the green portal opened up from before, and two of the usual durderders group pops up along with two clown theme people onto the floor and face on. One sporting a particular appearance that catches his attention. "Well then, I suppose you found particular people from that porta-" He stops before noticing that the two clowns are the ones he knew of being missing as longest he could remember "Are these the two missing clowns that we saw a flyer of, a while back?" Marikous simply nods, knowing it well that it's these two. "Yep, and it's thanks to some clown who I shoot a bullet of a oddly modified gun, I suppose that bizarre land of floating water looking animals and alike really sells it to anyone that it's a strange and odd place" Jemaw then remarks up while getting up from being teleported with force from the magical blue hole of a now-gone anonymity and anomaly. Mayhay quizzes mainly Marikous about what him and Jemaw had found back there in the place they ended up in, Marikous provides that the place seemed rather out of a wonderland with heavy fantasy elements sprinkled into the mix before he miet the two other clowns that, now have sat up from the ground as well and just waiting to tell their side of the story. "Very, interesting. It'll be interesting to tell it to the authority, once we have the time for it that is really." Mayhay nods in agreement to what has the leader has said, but also reminding the time of the day at the moment, which notably wasn't a issue back in the place that Marikous, Je and the other two clowns didn't notice their time spending there. Marikous agrees of this notion and says that they'll resolve everything else next morning, everything else flows like it'd be for the Duremactive group, Je waking up and then making her food while taking care of her bird, Mayhay managing his file cabinet that he keeps for investigating cases with his duremact pals. Except what came next morning, after everyone else were done with their necessities, Marikous however was met with a unwelcome box at his doorstep, he doesn't recall of ordering, rather cliche for this part of the day to be painted with but when he opened the box, it only contained a frame with the note saying and in lowercase "Congratulations on winning the new ax-" and the writing of the note ends there. Other than Marikous' unusual delievery of a box at his doorstep, everything else with the missing clowns was resolved with the case being officially closed by the main detective authorities and having worked who stabbed the infamous durder, Mr. Qumenint. Meanwhile, others lived their usual crazed lives in this city, the city of where law and other aspects become cross-stitched to make one unique place.