By which I mean no, the writeup literally says the light switch is easily found by feeling around so you get this one. There is a lightswitch, and he can turn it on-- though there's something unstable about the electricity in here. The intensity of the lights fluctuates, growing dim and then brightening again.
The light illuminates a small room lined from floor to ceiling with mechanical devices. Opposite the entryway is an electrical switchboard, and Aizawa can now see that the red dots on the right are coming from what appears to be a breaker box, currently closed. They're also both able to see the wires scattered over the ground, reducing their risk of tripping.
[ dick grins once the light turns out, very proud of himself. congrats, bitch, you turned on a light switch. ]
Let there be light. [ though the way it flickers. hm. ] Might not last long, but it's a start. Looks like we're in some kind of electrical room. Let's try and keep this quick before whatever's awaiting us shows up. [ since aizawa already called the right, dick heads left to see what's there! ]
[Either way, he'll pull himself up to see if he can get the breaker box open. If the switches had some sort of labeling system, they could get an idea of what rooms they didn't have access to.]
[Maybe, optimistically, whatever was trapping them there could be powered down.]
[When Aizawa tries to open the breaker box... he'll find that it's not only closed, but locked. There's a small keyhole at the bottom; in theory, it could be opened with the correct key.
On the left side of the room, what stands out first is that bulb. It's attached to a panel without an obvious on or off switch, and it is still flashing.]
[The breaker box is still sitting there, red lights on. The other machinery on the right wall doesn't seem to have any labels, nor does most of it seem to be running; closer to the floor, cables begin to tangle together, forming part of the scattered mess of them.
Meanwhile, how thick are Dick's gloves, because LED lights do still give off heat and he's grabbing a bulb that is turned on. So! That might not be very comfortable, but he's not going to get burned just by touching it. It does spark slightly, though--
But it just continues to flicker, blinking quickly, then slowly, then quickly again.]
Believe me, he's not one for letting things go that easy.
[ his gloves are decently thick, unfortunately. especially if it's no real burning :(
alright, before he unscrews the light bulb and brings about a demonic plague, is there anything else on the right side at all he can see? or is it just the empty panel and the light bulb? he'll also try to see if there's not a secret way to pull out the empty panel and check like. the walls for secrets. give me a KEY ]
[fuck u batman, he now feels a sense of solidarity]
... a lot of this doesn't seem to be working right now. [he grumbles,]
[he'll lightly drag his fingertips over the pieces to see if he can identify their function- or if they're just power relays for the rest of this strange hotel.]
Is it nonfunctional or to-be-unlocked later...
[he frowns. the last group to try and break into a place had it unlock naturally. would that happen here? or would it have happened regardless? ... well, they'll find out eventually, won't they...]
[A lot of the machinery covering the walls just looks like this-- there's not a lot of labeling. These aren't the controls, seems like; they probably are just things like power relays, backup generators, that sort of thing.
Meanwhile, Dick's examination doesn't turn up any secret hiding spots. On his side of the room it's that panel, more unlabeled machinery, and a tangle of cables obscuring some of the floor.]
[ dick is going to go to the cables and. try and lift them gently to see if he can untangle them a bit :T this is terrible cable management??? be ashamed of yourself, demon hotel. also look under the machinery JUST IN CASE, calling out casually ]
You want the blow torch to see if we can break that lock?
[ once he's done observing he looks at the light bulb and just ... stares at it for a bit, eyes narrowed. what is this blink pattern.
me, realizing dick knows morse code: this better not be fucking morse code ]
[he runs a finger over the lock again- it's built into the door and he's not sure they have the tools to superheat it and open it. they can't exactly kick it in this time. and...]
Even if we get it open, it may just snap back and take our fingers with it.
[there's no guarantee of how long anything would stay open for broken]
[... which, huh, they are still trapped in here, aren't they. should he be waiting for a jumpscare. five nights at dickie's?]
[We're going to get to the light bulb in a minute, then, because moving the cables around will turn up something else! In the corner of the room, since he's down there to look under the machines, he'll spot a notebook that was previously obscured by both terrible cable management and the unstable lighting.
Aizawa's expected jumpscare is not happening, though; the box just lets him observe it, and nothing seems to be mad about him touching the box. Just a nice, quiet electrical room.]
[ fuck the Morse code lightbulb he can keep track of that after he looks at the notebook!!! He picks it up delicately. what's on the cover. what's it look like. ]
Found something. You might wanna check under the cables. This is why you always make sure to have proper cable management.
[It's technically more efficient to keep searching one side but, at the same time, he shuffles over to peek over Dick's shoulder. Sure, there could be more things under the cables but they actually found something now.]
[There's nothing on the cover of it-- it's just a plain notebook, from the looks of it-- but from the outside it's also easy to tell this book has some water damage. The shape of it is a little warped, and from what they can see of the pages, they're beginning to turn yellow.
It doesn't look like it'll fall apart if they open it, at least.]
[Opening the notebook reveals that thanks to the damage, most of the pages are sticking together, and it's stained with ink. There used to be things written in here, but what's visible has bled so much as to be illegible...
...Except on one page, where they will find the following text:]
DFKL IG QGGT FI DOU OX IDS SJSP TXGROXB OI UOBDI NS IDSKS. OI'P F KSUOXLSK: LGX'I IKAPI FXJGXS. PGKKJ UJ VKOSXL.
[The same page has "V = F" written on the upper right corner.]
A cipher? [ of course he immediately recognizes ciphers he's... a bat... with a penchant for wordplay... and the key is right there... i hate him. speaking of that key, he points it out physically, tapping the book-- ] "V = F" means there's a good chance this is a simple letter shift. Not too hard to figure out... I... gimme a sec--
[ fine now he has an ic reason to look at the blinking light bulb because if This has a code, is there another hidden fun one in this room!
is he gonna explain why he's suddenly doing that? no. ]
[Aizawa squints, taking the notebook while Dick plays staring contest with the blinking light. Is there any hint in the blurred ink- not particularly words but any indicator if the entirety of the journal was written in the allcaps-code or if it, at one point, may have been an entirely normal journal?]
[is there anything interesting about the pages he can turn to before and after the cypher? is it at an "end" or somewhere in the middle?]
[The notebook is pretty illegible except for that one page, so it's hard to tell if it was all written like this-- and the pages past this one are stuck together, so it's equally hard to say if they ever had anything written on them.
Dick's staring contest with the light bulb will turn up the following: It blinks quickly three times, slowly three times, and quickly three times.
A pause.
Three fast blinks, three slow blinks, three fast blinks.
Ugh, I'm an idiot! SOS! Should've recognized it when we walked in.
[ yeah it's been like? twenty fucking minutes? nightwing, you fucking slacker. shame on you.
does he explain what he's talking about. still no? but he. will try something else, which is to say, he goes over to the panel w/o a switch and knocks on it-- it's morse code for the letter r because google told me that's what you do when you say you've received a message ]
I mean, how often do you get messages from lightbulbs?
[don't be so rough on yourself, buddy. Aizawa will work at gently trying to pry apart the stuck pages. The ones that are just water damage should be able to be finagled... unless it's not water.]
[Or magic. But Magic would be Illogical.]
A bit silly for us to reply when we're trapped ourselves.
[There's no real response when Dick tries to give a reply. The room remains silent, and the light continues to blink.
As Aizawa goes through the book, he'll just find more of the same. It's all illegible, and in many places the inkstains don't even look like they used to be words; it's spread so much it's just dyeing a splotch into the page.]
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me: is it?
By which I mean no, the writeup literally says the light switch is easily found by feeling around so you get this one. There is a lightswitch, and he can turn it on-- though there's something unstable about the electricity in here. The intensity of the lights fluctuates, growing dim and then brightening again.
The light illuminates a small room lined from floor to ceiling with mechanical devices. Opposite the entryway is an electrical switchboard, and Aizawa can now see that the red dots on the right are coming from what appears to be a breaker box, currently closed. They're also both able to see the wires scattered over the ground, reducing their risk of tripping.
Welcome to the SUBSIDIARY ELECTRICAL ROOM.]
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Let there be light. [ though the way it flickers. hm. ] Might not last long, but it's a start. Looks like we're in some kind of electrical room. Let's try and keep this quick before whatever's awaiting us shows up. [ since aizawa already called the right, dick heads left to see what's there! ]
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[Either way, he'll pull himself up to see if he can get the breaker box open. If the switches had some sort of labeling system, they could get an idea of what rooms they didn't have access to.]
[Maybe, optimistically, whatever was trapping them there could be powered down.]
[Nah, too optimistic.]
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On the left side of the room, what stands out first is that bulb. It's attached to a panel without an obvious on or off switch, and it is still flashing.]
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[ also, robin was the bait/distraction for batman, but that's probably not a great thing to admit to someone who knows he was doing it at nine.
... anyway well first he's going to go touch that panel to see if there's anything obvious, and then. in the world's possible dumbest move.
what if he just tries to like tighten the light bulb. maybe it's flickering because the connection is bad? wow ]
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[he sighs, heavily, maybe thinking about quite a few hero he knows with... obnoxious idiosyncrasies]
[anyways, he already learned from the door not to bother forcing it right now. is there anything else of interest on the right wall?]
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Meanwhile, how thick are Dick's gloves, because LED lights do still give off heat and he's grabbing a bulb that is turned on. So! That might not be very comfortable, but he's not going to get burned just by touching it. It does spark slightly, though--
But it just continues to flicker, blinking quickly, then slowly, then quickly again.]
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[ his gloves are decently thick, unfortunately. especially if it's no real burning :(
alright, before he unscrews the light bulb and brings about a demonic plague, is there anything else on the right side at all he can see? or is it just the empty panel and the light bulb? he'll also try to see if there's not a secret way to pull out the empty panel and check like. the walls for secrets. give me a KEY ]
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... a lot of this doesn't seem to be working right now. [he grumbles,]
[he'll lightly drag his fingertips over the pieces to see if he can identify their function- or if they're just power relays for the rest of this strange hotel.]
Is it nonfunctional or to-be-unlocked later...
[he frowns. the last group to try and break into a place had it unlock naturally. would that happen here? or would it have happened regardless? ... well, they'll find out eventually, won't they...]
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Meanwhile, Dick's examination doesn't turn up any secret hiding spots. On his side of the room it's that panel, more unlabeled machinery, and a tangle of cables obscuring some of the floor.]
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You want the blow torch to see if we can break that lock?
[ once he's done observing he looks at the light bulb and just ... stares at it for a bit, eyes narrowed. what is this blink pattern.
me, realizing dick knows morse code: this better not be fucking morse code ]
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Even if we get it open, it may just snap back and take our fingers with it.
[there's no guarantee of how long anything would stay open for broken]
[... which, huh, they are still trapped in here, aren't they. should he be waiting for a jumpscare. five nights at dickie's?]
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Aizawa's expected jumpscare is not happening, though; the box just lets him observe it, and nothing seems to be mad about him touching the box. Just a nice, quiet electrical room.]
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Found something. You might wanna check under the cables. This is why you always make sure to have proper cable management.
[ anyway opens the notebook for that jumpscare ]
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[It's technically more efficient to keep searching one side but, at the same time, he shuffles over to peek over Dick's shoulder. Sure, there could be more things under the cables but they actually found something now.]
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It doesn't look like it'll fall apart if they open it, at least.]
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[ HOPEFULLY IT WAS IN ANOTHER ROOM anyway what's in open sesame let's read this curse ]
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[They just then. dropped it. here. For no particular face-melty reasons, he's sure.]
[and with the yellowed pages... how long had it been there? longer than they'd been there, sure, but that was a low bar.]
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...Except on one page, where they will find the following text:]
DFKL IG QGGT FI DOU OX IDS SJSP TXGROXB OI UOBDI NS IDSKS. OI'P F KSUOXLSK: LGX'I IKAPI FXJGXS. PGKKJ UJ VKOSXL.
[The same page has "V = F" written on the upper right corner.]
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[ fine now he has an ic reason to look at the blinking light bulb because if This has a code, is there another hidden fun one in this room!
is he gonna explain why he's suddenly doing that? no. ]
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[Aizawa squints, taking the notebook while Dick plays staring contest with the blinking light. Is there any hint in the blurred ink- not particularly words but any indicator if the entirety of the journal was written in the allcaps-code or if it, at one point, may have been an entirely normal journal?]
[is there anything interesting about the pages he can turn to before and after the cypher? is it at an "end" or somewhere in the middle?]
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Dick's staring contest with the light bulb will turn up the following: It blinks quickly three times, slowly three times, and quickly three times.
A pause.
Three fast blinks, three slow blinks, three fast blinks.
Repeat.]
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Ugh, I'm an idiot! SOS! Should've recognized it when we walked in.
[ yeah it's been like? twenty fucking minutes? nightwing, you fucking slacker. shame on you.
does he explain what he's talking about. still no? but he. will try something else, which is to say, he goes over to the panel w/o a switch and knocks on it-- it's morse code for the letter r because google told me that's what you do when you say you've received a message ]
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[don't be so rough on yourself, buddy. Aizawa will work at gently trying to pry apart the stuck pages. The ones that are just water damage should be able to be finagled... unless it's not water.]
[Or magic. But Magic would be Illogical.]
A bit silly for us to reply when we're trapped ourselves.
[attempted page flip, attempted page flip]
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As Aizawa goes through the book, he'll just find more of the same. It's all illegible, and in many places the inkstains don't even look like they used to be words; it's spread so much it's just dyeing a splotch into the page.]
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