mind_blown | THE LOST DAYS... Round 1.

Your goal is to remove the corruption. Your characters will ICly know that the goal is to remove the corruption via the immediate, continuous feeling that something is not right. They will have a vision of their vision being overtaken by flowers, and their senses and feelings folding into a heightened feeling of rage.
If you get a mysterious text, or just know, both are valid.

Make sure your character stat sheet is up to date, and reply with a link to it in this comment.

Then, reference this sheet for the types of rolls that might be asked of you.

If the roll uses a stat that was not on your sheet, don’t worry, I will tell you what to use instead depending on the tenor of the roll. For instance, Manipulate Someone may use Sharp or Tough instead of Charm. And you may want to Manipulate Someone… just saying!

However, my main goal is to have fun. So, per that goal:

1) We will use dice to institute some randomness.
1a) But within reason, I will completely forgo dice if it hurts fun and it's for a one off instance. For instance, if you don't want to be wrecked by the heart... don't do stuff that would reasonably lead to that. I will only allow some getting out of consequences.
2) I will do a hard stop at 5 hours from start.
2a) But once we've had our break from the game, I will continue to backtag. But for my sanity, and for your ability to focus on other hearts, I will be sticking to a 5 hour window of undivided attention.
3) HAVE FUN. I will TRY to make sure I catch TWs as they pop up. If I don't, please ping me before you reply so I can edit the subject. Mea culpa, I'm human.

Talon

cypress

You're certain you were dead. The feeling is possibly familiar to you, as formally still lungs inhale a desperate gasp of air. But there's something unsettling about this compared to the times you've revived in the past. You get the sense that just moments ago, you were nothing. The essence known as "you" definitely did not exist, with an air of finality.

You open your eyes as panic overtakes you at that thought, that you were nothing. That you had left so much potential behind. That-- it's dark? And you are certainly in a cramped space, aren't you. As you start to move, you feel the vestiges of rigor mortis. It's difficult, even painful to move your limbs. You feel phantom injuries and unhealed wounds.

But it is dark, and so you can't see them. There is plush silk surrounding your body, and as your hands move, you quickly realize where you are.

You are in your own coffin. And the air-- there's only so much of it, isn't there?

[ hm

like, is being nothing a thing to panic over because— ]

[ nnnnno no no no NO NO HE DOES NOT LIKE THIS AT ALL

He immediately twists around, trying to contort himself so he can fold his knees up toward his chest and kick at the "ceiling" of the coffin ]

[ like, that's what feels natural, right? like a dreamless night's sleep. like floating in the void. complete lack of sensation.

for a second she's just tempted to close her eyes again— ]

It's solid wood, and does not give way easily.

Roll to Act Under Pressure. (2d6 + your Cool modifier.)

Shrike

[ just a bad dream. back to nothing. it's cool. it's— ]

[ wait

wait, she doesn't do this anymore. she has to get back to— ]

[ shit all right time to try and bust out of here with extreme prejudice. ]

Edited 2021-01-24 19:09 (UTC)

[ With the help of his modifier he rolls 11

If the wood isn't immediately giving way he's going to...keep trying, using the brief pauses between kicks to feel around the rest of the space for any sign of an exit ]

We all have those days. Probably.

But this coffin is not going to provide any comfort. In fact, she realizes that the air is dangerously low. What might have been normal panic reaction is... swiftly becoming an actual normal reaction to no oxygen.

Roll Act Under Pressure.

Luckily for him, he has the strength and the coffin creaks and separates from the inside. And then comes the dirt, quickly filling in the spaces between.

But surely, he can handle 6 feet of dirt?

[ it's an 11 because i rolled two sixes

she's coming back from the dead, it's tuesday, what's new, she elbows upwards hard against the lid of the coffin. ]

kiri hellfire

With that sort of prejudice, the coffin splits on its rusted hinges. And Shrike is able to move it-- but the air situation is now complicated by... she is very much dead and buried. Surely she can handle clawing her way up through six feet of dirt?

[ Dirt is much more forgiving than wood, so it's time to find out! Clawing his way through this is infinitely preferable to staying where he is anyway ]

[ all of this is wrong.

not the being nothing part. that's fine.

the stiffness of her body, of having been dead and not shattered, dead like a human way of dying, air in her lungs and needing it.
it's wrong wrong wrong wrong; it's a lie—

(anyway: she flails.) ]

[ ughghhghhhh

this is why she's getting cremated if she gets a funeral at all. well, time to pull her shirt up over her face and claw her way up. ]

As you claw your way out, it becomes impossible to not feel the burn start on your lungs. Six feet is just so much. And dirt is deceptively malleable, forcing its way into your nose, your ears, your mouth. And this smells of death.

Which is appropriate, because you find yourself in a dully lit graveyard. In the distance, you can see what must be the glow of a city, obscured by soft rolling hills. And there are paths through the graves for grieving families. But none of those families are here. You are alone.

And you are confused, and desperate, and not even entirely sure what just happened, as a dull dumbness takes over your mind from untreated wounds and brain damage and--

Then the feeling vanishes. You hadn't realized it wasn't your own feelings until that moment.

There is a gravestone behind you. And you can see a path leading out of the cemetery.

[ ...oh, that wasn't—

hm. all right. it seemed pretty normal.

well, first she's going to look at what's engraved on the stone, just because—whose experience was that. ]

THE LOST DAYS... Round 1.

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