THE LOST DAYS... Round 1.

[mind_blown]

It's all darkness.

The feeling of nothingness, of being nothing. Of not existing. You have no thoughts, you will never have any thoughts again. While that fact is not comforting, because you cannot be comforted anymore, it is true.

There's a certain rest to being... nothing. And to both knowing and not knowing, that your time is done.

So it's all the more unfortunate when you feel, because you shouldn't feel. And the feeling is burning in your lungs, which you shouldn't have. Because you are- or were- nothing.

And then, you inhale a desperate gasp of air and open your eyes...

Comments

Arkham Asylum

[idolpro]

As you move back, the scenery shifts again without you even realizing that it has shifted. You don’t exactly know where you are, except that it looks and feels sterilized. Overly clean. And yet, there’s that faint grunge that lets you know this place it tainted. As if on cue, you hear a manic giggling from around you, but it’s hard to pinpoint where it’s come from.

But strangely… you see a flower starting to bloom amongst the cracks of this place. It’s a lovely flash of yellow amongst the drab, sterile browns and whites of the hallways.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

As you look on, you can see a room, and the laughing seems to draw… closer? It sets your teeth on edge, the more you hear it.

Re: Arkham Asylum

[iamverybadass]

[ The giggling sets him on edge even if he can't remember exactly why. It's ominous enough on its own ]

Talking isn't high on my list of objectives today.

[ Is there any way to move...away from the laughing... Regardless of if there is or not, Talon's eying the flowers to see if they seem to be more clustered in any specific location ]

Re: Arkham Asylum

[gigadevilbreaker]

[In contrast, Nero DOES NOT LIKE THAT GIGGLING AT ALL. He is on high alert, keeping watch as Talon inspects things. The kid is the brains around here, after all.]

...Is that one of the flowers from that Game?

Re: Arkham Asylum

[idolpro]

The laughing is omnipresent. And the flowers... well.

They are spreading. :)

Re: Arkham Asylum

[iamverybadass]

[ Well this is all very bad ]

Wherever it's from, it does not belong here. We need to find the source of them, and I assume it is going to be the same place that laughter is coming from.

[ Heading further into the room, looking where the flowers seem thickest first ]

Re: Arkham Asylum

[gigadevilbreaker]

[Nero tries to pull out some clumps of flowers as they go]

...Be on the lookout for clowns. You might not remember him, but there's no one worse in Jason's mind.

AN EVENT...

[mind_blown]

The flowers immediately try to latch onto you as you touch them, and as they do, you feel your natural rage, your natural anger, your natural fire threaten to burn you out of control.

And you don't know what's next-- but with some quick thinking, or maybe instinct, dropping them seems to keep them from curling around you and making you one of theirs.

But your hand feels vaguely burned? You could check that out, except suddenly there is a flash of green, as roiling smoke fills the air, gathering like a storm cloud behind you.

It's coming from where you came. What do you do?

Re: AN EVENT...

[gigadevilbreaker]

"Fuck--!" Nero drops the flowers immediately, his hands stinging - but he can't linger on that. The green smoke is infinitely more alarming.

"That's Joker gas! Talon, d'you have some kinda gas mask?!"

WE NEED TO LEAVE

Re: AN EVENT...

[iamverybadass]

[ He's darting back towards Griffin before he registers what's happening, gaze snapping between the flowers and gas. ]

I don't—he's trying to herd us!

[ But what choice to they have but to go further in? He yanks his shirt over his mouth, backing away from the smoke and looking for an exit furthest from the gas ]

Re: AN EVENT...

[idolpro]

As they move in further, their options get limited. The doors are locked-- or are open cells which seems... less than ideal for their current situation.

But, there is a stairway.

As they move, a memory flashes before their eyes, and for a moment they feel broken. Like a useless toy, the stinging regret of being worthless, so worthless that they'd managed to double back in to a manic rage to destroy everything.

There's no failure in destruction, there can't be.

"Do you want to talk about it? It's important to talk."

As they slam the door to the stairwell behind them, it stops the gas. But the flowers are everywhere. It's a treacherous path up, or down the stairs.

Re: AN EVENT...

[gigadevilbreaker]

Nero is panting, either from panic or those invading emotions - maybe both? He looks at their options, up or down.

"Whatever happens, we can't breathe that in - or we're gonna end up killing each other instad."

Re: AN EVENT...

[iamverybadass]

We shouldn't breathe in any strange gasses here. There's not much in our memories that's going to be safe.

[ He frowns at the stairwell for a minute, looking up and down a few times before nodding down ]

The basement of a psychiatric prison seems like a good place to look for a mad clown to me.

Re: AN EVENT...

[gigadevilbreaker]

Cool, I hate it.

[Downstairs it is.......]

Re: AN EVENT...

[idolpro]

Well, all men must die.