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Jan 27, 2014 0:54:16 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 27, 2014 0:54:16 GMT -8
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ROOM 1
Jan 27, 2014 1:02:39 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 27, 2014 1:02:39 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) The light sources seem hardly adequate to allow them to see as well as they can. The world looks green-grey and bleary, but every outline and blood stain is visible - if poorly colored.
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ROOM 1
Jan 27, 2014 1:56:53 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 27, 2014 1:56:53 GMT -8
Eli stopped resisting his restraints and froze. What... no... He could place that smell now. Old blood. A butcher's shop. He tried to cling to confusion, but that dawning realization overtook him. That creepy party-- Babette won all the flowers, Leo yelled at him and his bouquet didn't match... then the man's glossy black eyes... Eli- "August...?" His voice had pitched up an octave. "...Did you... get waterboarded?" (ORIGINALLY...)Eli did some more buckin'. In spite of his rage, he was still just a rat in a cage.
The stretcher he was on bucked a little and as the leg came down to the floor again, it made a creepy noise. August noticed that among the stains on the tarps were... lumps of something. Oh, man, that didn't look good. Eli heard the noise and was all, "What up with that?"
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ROOM 1
Jan 27, 2014 2:14:04 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 27, 2014 2:14:04 GMT -8
"Water what now? I don't think so... I mean everything is sticky and wet. I kinda wish I was waterboarded, hambalos. There's an awful lot of blood here and it can't all be ours. I'm praying to Clancy it's chocolate syrup. Really funky chocolate syrup. Or we're all dead as dingo's droppings." August was trying desperately not to sound as scared as he felt. For once in his life he wish it had been Lloyd's dumb face instead. He tried not to stare too much into the odd sloppy shapes he was seeing.(ORIGINALLY...)August looked down as the stretcher jumped.Where was the light coming from? . "Ahaha….Lemme look..nothing, it's nothing. Ha.. You're all glowy in the middle…Okay!" He felt sick to his stomach… if he even had one anymore. August focused on the straps, he tried not to look more closely at the bloody lumps. They had to try to break free from this nightmare. He was the director damn it!
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Jan 27, 2014 2:15:54 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 27, 2014 2:15:54 GMT -8
"Oh god oh shit oh oh-- *coff* oh shit I can't-- I can't breathe!" Eli wiggled all around and it was like Der Schwarze Keller up in the room again. He gasped and choked for air until he got his mouth free and panted for breath... why wasn't it helping?"Oh man-- oh... what is this? I thought maybe it was just-- those people, they're like... BDSM freaks. But-- but it's not!" He wriggled the rest of the out of his hood and kept trying to catch his breath, that never seemed to happen. Eli- "Oh god, are we dead? Really? How... what-- this is impossible! We're just on the weirdest drugs!" Half of Eli's head was caked in blood. Indeed, that whole side of his body.(ORIGINALLY...)The creepy noise of the leg drop made Eli wonder about these tarps, and he glimpsed ... lumps of something on August's tarp, amid the blood stains. He hadn't noticed it before because of the dim light.
August noticed that in his thrashing, Eli momentarily began to glow a little brighter, though it quickly faded. Areas of friction like the restraints retained their faint glow the longest.
These bindings, by the way, seemed very sturdy - heavy metal and thick leather. Eli was like, "Tristesse, Joie c'est comme ça!, Who dat?"
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ROOM 1
Jan 27, 2014 2:28:50 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 27, 2014 2:28:50 GMT -8
"Shootfire! I told ya not to shake the sack. You don't look so good, Eli. Do ya still have a left arm? Oh Clancy. How do I look? Are we even having the same hallucination? Cause I'm seeing a lot of blood. I think I'm colour blind." The light sources seem hardly adequate to allow them to see as well as they can. The world looks green-grey and bleary, but every outline and blood stain is visible - if poorly colored.(ORIGINALLY...)
August tried to calm down, no use crying over spilled… guts. It was done and now he had to do something. Those straps weren't going anywhere though."Glennish please, Eli. I think it's a person, is it Leo? I think they messed with our eyes. Can you see the weird light on your body, is it on mine too?"
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Jan 27, 2014 2:48:50 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 27, 2014 2:48:50 GMT -8
Eli- "Oh god-- what's wrong with me? Am I--"
He tried to touch his face, but found his arms still bound. Eli- "You look fine-- I mean, yeah, blood but-- oh man, oh man..." He almost wanted to hyperventilate just to feel more human. He checked that arm and gasped to see that much blood covering him. He couldn't handle the amount of detail he could make out in this room. Every fleck of blood, every wretched sign of death... And to his side, an immobile, utterly blood-drenched, hooded body. Blood dripped from it to the tarp beneath. Eli- "..." He didn't want to say anything. He told himself it was to spare August the scare. But... maybe if he didn't say anything, he wouldn't have to think about it.(ORIGINALLY...)Eli was like,Was it the non-vegan chocolate cake or the once bacon covered apricots? This was a weird kinda hell, he expected more people really. “That's bleak as an empty ice cream van on a blazing hot day. Let's not call it hell until we know for sure, yeah? Ya never know, could be a bad drug trip or something. On the bright side, we're not alone and we aren't getting pokers shoved in our guts or nothing. My ma always said hell was just for really really horrible people. Ya know, the bad guys. We're not so evil. If the beists are right, we should get reincarnated as fluffy animals or something. Perhaps we should play a game? Pass the time."
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ROOM 1
Jan 27, 2014 3:06:13 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 27, 2014 3:06:13 GMT -8
August tried to calm down, no use crying over spilled… guts. It was done and now he had to do something. Those straps weren't going anywhere though. He noticed Eli looking at the human lump but couldn't see past him. "I don't feel hurt... I feel kinda numb or something ya know. Can ya see if they're alive, Eli. Is it Leo?" (ORIGINALLY...)Eli was like, "Bluh bluh, I g-g-g-guess soooo."At least Eli seemed calmer? August was a spiritual guy but this talk was a little much even for him. “Alright. Me and my sister used to play this game when we were little and staying up past our bedtime. I'll think of an animal or object and you have to try and guess it in 13 yes or no questions. I'll go first...okay.. got it. Hit me with ya first try.”
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Jan 27, 2014 3:10:34 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 27, 2014 3:10:34 GMT -8
Eli- "Oh no, oh no... I can't-- I can't look. It's not-- they're not moving..."
Eli- "They're just passed out. Let's-- we gotta just-- just get out of here and get some help. Right? Can you move? I'm-- I'm stuck."
They were both bound by heavy restraints, leather and metal belts like ye olden probably-not-up-to-human-rights-code days.(ORIGINALLY...) Eli was like, "Is it meeee?""I'm not that predictable, it's a no. Guess again, question 2."
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Jan 27, 2014 3:14:42 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 27, 2014 3:14:42 GMT -8
"Not a bit, I dunno... Maybe we can move this bleeding stretchers? Like tip them over or something but I don't know what after that. We might just end up tickling each other." He arched his back making a salmon movement and the stretcher hopped closer to Eli."Well that was something..."
Eli- "Bleeding stretchers... *snf* " He feebly tried to do the same action, but mostly just made a terrible racket and sent chunks of... something, splattering to the tarps below. Eli- "What the fudging fudge happened to us!? Do you remember? I like-- I think I passed out?" August noticed that in his thrashing, Eli momentarily began to glow a little brighter, though it quickly faded. Areas of friction like the restraints retained their faint glow the longest."Oh we're definitely drugged, you glowed. That ain't normal. Ya don't think this is some kinda organ factory?" "I can't remember anything either. They were clapping then *poof* nothing. Just a big empty space in me mind. Anything coulda happened. UGH. Maybe if I get close enough to ya, I can undo ya restraints. It's worth a burl, right? We can't just stay here." (ORIGINALLY...) Eli asked a question."No, question 3 go."
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Jan 27, 2014 3:26:49 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 27, 2014 3:26:49 GMT -8
Eli- "Oh no, I need my organs! I'm just a college student!" He finally got some action on the stretcher and succeeded on getting it about 5 degrees to the left. Eli- "D-do you think this is a good idea? Wh--what if they hear us...?"
"Well let me put it this way. If they are... We're damned if we do and damned if we don't. So I'd rather give it a fighting go." August began doing his best at moving closer to Eli, thrashing and banging away. He ignored the gross sloshing noises and the slippery wet things that jiggled about with him. He was making traction towards Eli.(ORIGINALLY...) Eli asked a question."Yes, 9 more to go."
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ROOM 1
Jan 27, 2014 7:45:04 GMT -8
Post by Skullbooty on Jan 27, 2014 7:45:04 GMT -8
Jason moved violently against the restraints. Poor Jason was still unpleasantly aggravated about the "not being dead thing" still. As he moved and pondered around in the restraints he realized that a strange sticky substance had overwhelmed his body. But, on the brighter side, he cannot feel the physical side of pain anymore..strange. He feels uncomfortably cold but it doesn't effect him in any way at all which, is also a tab bit strange because Jason was always sensitive to the cold. Jason opened his eyes but all he could see was hair and a brown textured material that had obviously surrounded his head. He wondered why he wasn't running out of breathe as he struggles against the restraints. Wait...was he even breathing at all? He managed to allow a few noises escape from his mouth as he became a bit angrier..
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Jan 27, 2014 8:01:13 GMT -8
Post by Skullbooty on Jan 27, 2014 8:01:13 GMT -8
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ROOM 1
Jan 27, 2014 13:36:15 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 27, 2014 13:36:15 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...)"Worshippa Cedric!! They're alive… Or whatever!!" August pondered Eli's earlier question..."I wish we had like a cheat code for getting out of these straps, I'm getting antsy. Hey Jase, how ya feeling?" ((ERm GM feel free to interject with a more appropriate worshipper there.)) "Yeah.. UGHHH..... We're trying AGHHHH. Hey! You're not dead." The voice sounded familiar and he was relieved.
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Jan 27, 2014 13:51:55 GMT -8
Post by Skullbooty on Jan 27, 2014 13:51:55 GMT -8
Jason continued to struggle violently hoping that the restraints would soon give out but, that obviously wasn't happening.. "FUCK...I'm hungry, I'm agitated, and I can't get this damn bag off of my head. But, besides all that I'm quite peachy. Do you have any idea whats going on?" Eli- "Jason! Jason, oh thank god... We're-- it's a um...
Eli- "Eeeeh. How to explain... Sooo there's um, there's a lot of blood around? And... a lot of it's on you...?"
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