Exhibition Details
An arcanist's work. Exhibited in the 1990s for 21 years. Completed in the fall, on October 30. Originally exhibited in Texas, USA, and later stored in the St. Pavlov Foundation.
Tuesday (蓝手帕) is a Spirit Arcanist in Reverse: 1999. She was introduced in the event Route 77: The Haunted Highway alongside Barbara and Argus in Version 2.1.
Tuesday, the proprietor of this frightful motel, is as strange and unsettling as her establishment.
Statistics[]
Attack
Health
Technique
Upgrades[]
At Your Service
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When entering battle, gain [Fear's Cradle]. When entering battle, grant Genesis DMG +15% to self. |
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ATK +5% when the caster enters battle. |
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When entering battle, gain [Room Service]. When entering battle, gain Moxie +2 for self (triggers only 1 time). |
| Fear's Cradle: All allies' [Poison] can crit. When an allied character acts and applies 1 [Stats Down], [Neg Status], or [Control] to an enemy target, it may also apply [Poison] to that target. At the end of each round, deals Genesis DMG equal to a certain percentage of the user's ATK to that target.
Room Service: Excess Moxie is stored temporarily for allied characters, if at the end of the round, the character still has available Moxie capacity, it is replenished. | |
| Portrait Effects | |
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| Lvl. 1 | [Please, Come On In]: The instances of [Poison] inflicted is increased to 2. The additional Genesis DMG is increased to (Tuesday's ATK x number of instances of [Poison] on the target (x50%). |
| Lvl. 2 | [In Mother's Arms]: At incantation rank 1/2/3, the Genesis DMG Taken is now +30%/40%/50%, and the Critical Resist Rate is now -25% (-30% to targets in the [Poison] status). |
| Lvl. 3 | [Please, Come On In]: The instances of [Poison] inflicted is increased to 3. The additional Genesis DMG is increased to (Tuesday's ATK x number of instances of [Poison] on the target x70%). |
| Lvl. 4 | [At Your Service]: The Genesis DMG Dealt granted to self is now +35%. |
| Lvl. 5 | [The Horror's Delight]: At incantation rank 1/2/3, the Mental DMG dealt is increased to 210%/310%/535%, and inflicts 1 instance of the same [Poison] on another random, legal enemy target if able, now repeating up to 3/4/5 times. |
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| Insight I | Insight II | Insight III | |||
 18000  3  3  5  5 |
40000  5  5  6  6 |
200000  8  8  6  3 | |||
Abilities[]
Items[]
| Maid's Bandeau 0%
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Motel Keys 60%
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"A Baby" 100%
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| A cotton headband commonly worn by motel attendants. Soft in texture and slightly faded from multiple washes. "The motel owner's daughter" is a more convenient title than "the motel owner." She uses demureness and conformity to cover up and amplify the horror. This is something she has come to master. |
A jingling set of keys, no different from the ones at the waist of every motel owner. She has memorized each key and its corresponding door in the motel, like a mother knows her own children, or perhaps even better. Sometimes, the keyholes would change position or shape, almost as if a child is playing a prank. But that won't be a problem for the mother. |
Wrapped snugly in a white cotton cloth, it is silent most of the time, except for the occasional wiggle or cry. Raising this "baby" is easy for her; she gives it all the love and affection it needs. There's no doubt that she's a qualified mother—the interviewee claims, smiling. |
Story[]
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| It has always existed. From the haunted stables and outhouses of the Middle Ages to the ghost-plagued castles of Gothic literature, it constantly changed forms, waiting for more visitors—more nourishment. A ship then carried it across the ocean to the flourishing New World. In this land, there was never a shortage of legends, both old and new. It became an abandoned manor or a cabin in the woods, joyfully devouring every visitor from the wilderness, along with their screams and cries. The 20th century ushered in a new wave of stories. No one knew exactly where they came from—a friend of a friend, a transfer student, local oddities in the corners of newspaper. Their themes vary from cars, ovens, videotapes, sewers to cities and the impending new millennium. These tales gained their own names in modern culture: urban legends. In them, it sensed something familiar—the taste of fear and the need for fear. And so, It quietly laid its foundations in the dim morning light, growing a simple wooden porch and a flickering sign, laying down its creaking stairs. At dawn, drivers on Route 77 suddenly noticed a motel that was a little out of date. Now the motel needed a manager, of course. | ||
| Southern Voices Clippings 40%
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| 16th Edition: Marriage Announcement We are overjoyed to announce that Christine (some letters seem to have been crossed out) and (some other letters have been crossed out here as well) will soon be exchanging their vows. The wedding will be held at Dallas Church on August 15 at 4 PM. All friends and family are welcome to join them and witness this sacred moment. May the betrothed live in happiness and peace, for now and always. Headline: Farm Tragedy On the evening of July 30th, a farm south of Fifteen Oaks became the target of a brutal attack. Four were killed on the spot, and one victim died en route to the nearest hospital. Police investigations at the scene are reported to believe that the perpetrators are highly likely to be the two fugitive prisoners who escaped from Warwick Prison on July 19, Patrick Jensen and Fidel Bello. Police Inspector Mendoza reminded county residents that Jensen and Bello are armed and extremely dangerous, and should anyone come to know of their whereabouts, please call the police immediately. 14th Edition: Route 77 Oddities Last weekend, Green Bear resident Margaret Jones claimed to have seen a ghost on Route 77, sparking a wave of discussion throughout the town. Meanwhile, an anonymous reader from Fifteen Oaks wrote in, claiming to have encountered "unbelievably strange events" while staying at a motel on the same highway ... ... | ||
| Dollhouse 80%
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| Pandora Wilson: It seems as though, more often than not, you prefer to present yourself in the role you play. What do you think role play has to do with fear? Tuesday: Oh, role play ain't no part of fear. It's merely laying a foundation for the stories. Tuesday: People will write the bulk of it themselves. They give it a plot and indulge in it. My role is just a guide ... a waitress guiding her guests. Pandora Wilson: And your motel? It's playing a role too, isn't it? Tuesday: Actors can always use a proper stage. When people step onto it, they naturally play the roles assigned to them. It is just a stage, nothing more. Tuesday: Like how people expect to see a simple, hardworking country girl in every farmhouse, or to see multiple rooms inside a suitcase ... Pandora Wilson: Is that some kind of metaphor? I'm afraid it's not an easy one to understand. Tuesday: Oh, I'm just describing a motel, or a stage, or maybe a cute little suitcase. Tuesday: To me, it is just a tiny little dollhouse, a dollhouse that you could pick up with one hand. | ||
Birthday Letter[]
1: The heart of the motel pulses gently in her arms. Tuesday knows what it means. She lifts a candle, smiling, and slowly steps out of the counter. A special day calls for a special gift, something to commemorate the event.
2: Joy and terror are two sides of the same coin. A safe and lively social gathering can become fertile soil to sow the seeds of fear. Since childhood, Tuesday has always awaited a birthday party like this.
3: Tuesday unwraps her birthday presents, of which there are six scare boxes and three videotapes. Jump scares are already too old for her, but if used wisely, they can be fun ... With anticipation building, she can't wait to see how this will all play out.
Wilderness Conversation[]
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Your baby is simply adorable, Vertin. It's prepared so many gifts for you—just look at these decorations, all arranged just so. It must love you very, very much. | ||||||||||||||||
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Vertin, have you ever encountered another version of yourself? Walking down the street, for example, and suddenly seeing someone with the same face as your own. | ||||||||||||||||
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Availability[]
- Blue Lullaby Limited Banner (2.1)
- Permanent Arcanist Summon Pool (From 2.4 onwards)
References[]
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