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« 016 ⇢ EVENT016.EXE »

Who: Everyone, you poor saps
When: OOC: 7/22 || IC: 2/08
Where: ViViD's new Heath and You: A New Way to be Healthy
What: Intro log, intro log! Come get your intro log!
Rating/Warning: PG-13; some violence and questionable situations. Let us know if it veers into other territory so we can lock the log!




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The doctor's office is hardly the funnest place in the world to be. Children crying, adults bickering in hushed, stressed tones, the receptionist looking incredibly bored...

Wait. How did you get here? Weren't you watching a powerpoint a second ago (or enjoying your time in your cozy apartment in Cerealia)? Well, now you're in ViViD, and in an attempt to concentrate on healthy living, CERES has released a new level: Health and You: A New Way to be Healthy. Sure, you could log out at any time if you're a ViViD pro and used to this whole experience, but now that you're here, why not sit back and enjoy it? Indulge in some easy level grinding or something. Besides, it'll take a little while for the game to let you log out without calling you a spineless quitter, and who wants that added to their ViViD rep?

So instead, take a look around the tiled hospital. Visit the receptionist and say hello (she ignores you, go back to your seat). Pick up a snack at the vending machine (except every single one only has these gross things in stock). Maybe you should just test the truth of that old idiom, "An apple a day keeps the doctor away", especially with that weird doctor over there. Is he staring at you? He might be staring at you.

Seriously, go find an apple before he comes over here.


Well,
well,
well...
isn't it time for your c h e c k - u p?

//SCENARIOS.EXE


PHASE I

[ 08:00 ] If you're a new arrival to this fine city, you will find yourself waking up in a bed after suffering through that unfortunate powerpoint. The sun streams through the window, the bed is uncomfortable but not terrible, and everything is quiet and idyllic... wait. Where are your clothes? You'll suddenly find yourself dressed only in a medical gown (yes, complete with back open) and you seem to be... in a hospital? That's new.

If you take a look at the medical chart attached to the bed, you’ll even find your chart, name on it and everything. That can’t be right, can it? You're the picture of health! You're welcome to wait around for the doctor to dispute these claims but no one's showing up anytime soon (aside from the possible roommate you might have, in the same situation as you). There’s nothing stopping you from leaving the room or looking around at least (except for the lack of clothes), but it’s all hospital as far as the eye can see. Try and be careful what rooms you poke your head into; there are some strange aliens getting their check-ups in there. They don't seem like they want to be bothered.

If you’re not a newcomer, and go into ViViD searching for riches and grand prizes (or just stumble in there by happenstance), the receptionist will stop you and hand you a stethoscope, lab coat, and name tag. Congratulations, you’re a doctor now, and you have free reign over the hospital. Go nuts. Or don’t, because there are still those aliens waiting for their check-ups. Now it’s your turn to get dragged away by a frazzled nurse to administrate a tentacle massage to a patient, as she's now on break! Have fun and don't get the hospital sued.

PHASE II

[ 10:00 ] Just don’t end up in the basement.

If you end up in the basement by some weird twist of fate (or via trapdoor, which could happen because let's be honest, this is ViViD), you’ll find yourself in a long, empty, blindingly white hallway. The floors are white, the walls are white, the ceiling and the flickering lights are white, and you have the odd feeling you're being followed.

If you turn to see who it is, you’ll find that it’s your younger self. They’re not solid. They’re not real. You can stick a hand through them, and it will go right through. But they are you, whether age 4 or age 14 or anywhere in between, and they’re covered in blood and holding an equally bloody knife. Quietly, as they follow you, they'll mumble, over and over and over again, “It was you, you did it, you killed them, you’re the murderer.”

And they will follow you until you get out of that blindingly white hallway, and away from those blindingly white lights, and if you tried to touch them, there will be blood on your hands. The younger you won't respond to anything you say, just following behind you like the frightening apparition they are. At least nothing else is stopping you from returning to the main hospital, no matter how surreal this experience might be. Just find the stairs.

PHASE III

[ 12:00 ] As soon as you’ve managed to escape the clutches of that frazzled nurse who still refuses to come back from break, you’ll find that the atmosphere has turned very dark indeed. There’s rain pounding against the windows, and as lightning flashes and thunder booms (it’s all ambiance, you see), there’s the tell-tale Mwahahahaha of an evil, mad doctor at work. What a sinister guy.

Turning a corner will lead you right to his very, very evil doctor's office. He's repurposed one for his sinister deeds and some nurses are looking very put out about it. There's someone attached to the medical table who might need some help and of course, it could be one of your friends that he’s snagged. You might want to help them before that very evil mad doctor tries to add an extra limb or two to your poor friend. Honestly, who needs three elbows?

Or maybe it’s you who’s been grabbed by him and attached to the medical table by strong, metal restraints. Hopefully someone follows the “Mad Scientist: This Way” signs all over the hospital and saves you because really, three elbows?

PHASE IV

[ 14:00 ] Of course, while the ambiance is still dark, grim and creepy, and the rain still beats upon the glass of the windows, there is a murder...because why wouldn't there be?

The director of the hospital has been found murdered, slumped in a seat in his office, hand in hand with his secretary. Oh no! You’re welcome to investigate the crime scene if you want, but it’s not a very good one; there aren’t any clues, and the director and his secretary actually seem to be alive if you prod them hard enough. They're a bit put out by your interruptions and might ask you to "go solve this somewhere else" the more you bother them. How rude of you to muck up their death scene.

But there’s a new quest for you, and it says this: Pursue Justice or Pursue the Truth?

If you choose to pursue Justice, you will find yourself dropped into a new ViViD level, this one a straight hospital hallway with no doors and alternate routes. Some posters line the hallway but most of the detail is lost in the dim light. Not far ahead of you, The Suspect can be seen running away. (Naturally, you can tell that they are The Suspect by their poorly scribbled out face and black silhouette.) If you should follow them all the way to the end of the hallway (and it is a long, long, long hallway), you can grab The Suspect. Of course, that's if you make it there without falling through any of the trapdoors, tripping over medical supplies or stumbling into less fortunate player characters. If you're successful, you’ll hear a jaunty tune and you’ll receive a bonus of 50,000 ViViD points. Congratulations! You may now log out and continue with your daily life.

If you choose to pursue the Truth, you will find yourself dropped into another ViViD level. This level is a maze; there are filing cabinets stuffed full of papers making up the walls (though the papers are all blank) and they seem oddly impossible to move. You will need to find your way through the maze while avoiding more trapdoors, more scattered medical supplies, the occasional angry cthulhu patient and the occasional player character who has been grabbed by the occasional angry cthulhu patient. Eventually you will be able to find the end of the maze and there you will find a scrap of paper with a clue on it, signed Bellona Recreare. You may now log out and continue with your daily life.

Strangely enough, you can’t seem to access that quest again once you’ve completed it once. Oh well.

BONUS

[ xx:xx ] There are plenty of sexy nurses wandering the hospital (yes, everywhere) and they know your shots aren’t up to date. Should they manage to catch you and jab you with one of their needles, you’ll have some of the following side effects:

➟ Unstoppable urge to hug the nearest person
➟ Unstoppable urge to kiss the nearest person
➟ Unstoppable urge to dance with the nearest person
➟ Hiccups that last for 20 minutes
➟ Uncontrollable laughter that lasts for 20 minutes
➟ Hallucinations that everyone around you is dead, which also lasts for 20 minutes

You may pick and choose which effects happen at which times or if there is a combination of them. Have fun!


[ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with sensitive or inappropriate material and do let a mod know if your thread careens off into maiming or canoodling so we can lock the log. ]

//RUN.EXE

Welcome to Cerealia's July intro log! For your convenience, we have compiled the characters' arrival experience here, and should you have any questions, feel free to ask them here! You can also check the FAQ for more general inquiries. Should this event log hit Captcha, there is an all-purpose overflow here.

Regarding phase IV, should your characters tackle the alternate ViViD levels and make it all the way through, please PM the mod account to let us know if they picked Justice or the Truth, as that will have an overall impact on the game! You will also receive your plot clue at that time, should your character have gone down the Truth path. Please PM the mod account by July 29th with the decision your character has made; the thread does not have to be completed, that just will allow us to tally up the choices for August's event.

Thank you!

babermetrics: (reblog if AAAAAAAAA)

all ota, current character!

[personal profile] babermetrics 2015-07-22 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Phase II

[Of course he ended up in the basement.

It doesn't take a genius--which is a good thing, because Leon isn't--to figure out what's going on here. This is another one of those messed-up CERES events that he's starting to get used to getting forced into, which he hates almost as much as he hates the things themselves. You're going about your day and suddenly you're in some weird-ass place with freaky aliens and you can't get out . . . or log out, in this case. Just as he'd gotten up the nerve to try ViViD again, too. What the hell?!

Leon hadn't had as much luck this time as usual with distraction tactics, either. A food fight around alien photographers is one thing; a delicate medical supply fight around alien doctors, uh, that had been a bad idea. A baaad idea. And so here he'd ended up, having flung himself into the first stairwell he'd made his way to and down the stairs, and even in the face of what he was running from, it hadn't taken more than a minute to realize that he'd made the wrong choice in escape routes.

Maybe you ended up in the basement too.

If you did, you won't be far from the stairs when it becomes obvious you're not alone in this freaky place. There's someone down here shouting at someone. His voice is raw and cracked, high-pitched with panic.]


Shut up, shut up, shut up, I know! I know, shut up! Fuck off! I know! I had to. I had to, get off my fuckin' case, it wasn't my fault! She came at me, man! She--just shut up, shut up, shut up!

[Maybe you get a look at what's going on:

Leon's fists are covered in blood, balled at his side, his shoulders hunched and shaking. And the person he's confronting--you can't make out what he's saying, but it appears to be . . . Leon. Well, kind of. The boy's around 15, and it is Leon, but he's changed a lot since then; one glance makes that obvious. The younger version is wearing a baseball uniform; his hair is buzzed very short, darker in color than Leon's bright dyed red-orange, and he's without piercings or a beard. Like so, except less, well, intense, and more . . . just standing there creepily, mumbling those words, again and again.

You killed them, you’re the murderer.

Leon's done taking swings at himself, though. He whirls around to make a run for the stairs. His face is chalky pale and contorted with panic, and now it's about a foot away from yours. Whoops.

He stumbles back a step. For a moment, the room's silent except for his quick, hard, hoarse breathing, and a little shocked noise rising from his throat because someone walked in on this.]


Hhh, n, ah, ahhhh . . . sh, shit . . .


Bonus: Seven Minutes in Doctor Heaven (where all your med school debt is forgiven)

[Some time before all of that, and before the ill-advised throwing around of medical supplies in one of the hospital rooms . . .

Leon's on his second attempt at dodging the doctors and nurses and finding a way out of here. A simpler time, to be sure. And like the other un-newbies, he's dressed up like a doctor, which is as close as he'll ever get in his life to a college education, so that's something, anyway.

You might be stumbling into a dark supply closet yourself in your search for an escape route, and ending up face to face with him. For the moment, you're both out of the way of things . . . but at what cost?]


Yo.

[He keeps his voice low. Well, low for him, anyway. It's not like he wants to draw attention in this direction. But that's not going to stop him from cracking dumbass jokes:]

You need a physical or somethin'? Ha ha ha . . . hic!

[If only he could stop this instead.]

Shit, hic! Hic! I swear it ain't my fault! Hic!
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perfectstrike: (why.jpg)

phase ii!

[personal profile] perfectstrike 2015-07-22 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Kuwata--!?

[Whoa, hello there. Peko's doing her best to ignore her own blood-soaked, grim-faced, adorable ghost child when she comes face-to-face with Leon.

Unlike Leon, while her hands are dripping with the same kind of blood as his are, she doesn't seem panicked. Far from it, she seems almost aggravated, doubly-so at having almost been run into like this. Her sheathed katana is gripped tightly in one hand as she stares at him, then over his shoulder to the specter behind him.]


...Are you injured?

[Just... momentarily ignoring the buzz-cut teen. Don't mind the younger Peko edging around as if to try to get between Leon and Peko herself, repeating her quiet mantra. Hopefully getting to see Peko in a nurse's uniform, courtesy of ViViD, somewhat helps with the trauma?]
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babermetrics: (SOUNDS LIKE EFFORT)

[personal profile] babermetrics 2015-07-22 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
. . . Huh?

[Uh well yes. Yes it does.

The nurse outfit is only like, the third thing he notices, though, which says a lot for his mental state. He'd been almost convinced this was a nightmare or hallucination. It's not like he doesn't have nightmares along these same lines with some frequency, and as for hallucinations, he'd been jabbed with that needle earlier . . . who the hell knows what was in that other than hiccup drugs?

But bizarrely, the complete unexpectedness of running into Pekoyama in a nurse's outfit, with bloody hands, being followed by a ghostly bloody child version of herself--

Makes it all seem a little more real. And that's fucked up, but there it is.

Leon takes a couple steps back, shaking his head. It takes a few moments for him to remember how to talk in a way that isn't useless screaming; in the meantime, his throat bobs and his eyebrows furrow, and his hands finally uncurl from the fists he's been holding them in for so long they're kind of cramped by now.]


--Yeah. I mean, no. No, I ain't . . .

[Oh, there's his voice. It's surprisingly normal, if distant-sounding.]

I--what the hell's goin' on, you too?
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[personal profile] perfectstrike 2015-07-23 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Apparently so.

[She glances down at her child self with visible disgust, though she knows better by now than to try to push it out of the way. Instead, she just wipes her hand on her uniform, trying to get more of the blood off.]

It is more annoying than anything, as these apparitions seem to be harmless. We are in ViViD, though, so be wary. I'm certain they can turn on us at any time.

[You're the murderer, you did it--]

Would you please be silent? [So annoyed by this child.] Come along, Kuwata, let's attempt to find an exit.

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phase ii

[personal profile] hamham 2015-07-22 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Whoa hey, hello there Leon. Fancy meeting you here. Or running into you here, really. Though Gundam isn't running, more idly making his way through the basement. He stops, however, coming across a familiar face. His eyes fix onto the other man first before drifting to find whatever it is he's running from.

Behind him is a young child barely up to his hip, meek and mumbling. It's loud enough for the breeder to hear, but Leon may not catch anything he's saying. It's probably not hard to guess what's going on though, considering the kid is covered in blood.]


Do you require any assistance, Kuwata?
babermetrics: (deez are not my beautiful nuts.)

[personal profile] babermetrics 2015-07-22 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Leon notices Li'l Tanaka at the same time that Tanaka notices Li'l Kuwata; it'd be funny if it weren't grotesque. This is like some sort of really twisted sitcom situation, seriously. The total unreality of it actually snaps Leon back to reality, somewhat. He's dumbfounded, mouth working stupidly, but at least he's not screaming at anyone anymore--and he's ignoring his own personal demon standing behind him, for the first time since it showed up.

It's pretty obvious what's going on. Finally, he manages words, though they feel kind of stupid even as he says them:]


. . . What're you gonna do about it?
hamham: and told them I wouldn't get arrested because it's not a real sword. (Indeed. Apparently I called my friends)

[personal profile] hamham 2015-07-22 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ah...that's what he thought. Though the question is if this smaller Kuwata is telling the truth or not. On one hand he can believe that CERES would only torment those who actually have blood on their hands, but on the other he's sure they wouldn't be afraid of scaring people who are innocent with these demons too.]

I would offer you my help, if that were the case.

[It doesn't occur to him that Leon could be asking about anything else. Little Tanaka, at this point, moves to stand in front of Gundam. Not to look at Leon, but to look up at his older self, trying to get his attention again. He's completely ignored.]

However, the extent to which I am able to assist may be limited, depending on what you seek.

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Bonus

[personal profile] glorifiedtrash 2015-07-22 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Zelos was looking for some clothes. Going around in a sheet draped like a toga and bandages is really not his style. Still... Guys are also not his style. So when he opens the closet and finds a man in there--

He closes the door. Maybe he'll check elsewhere. Hmmm... On second thought-- He opens the door again.]

Yeah, sure, okay. But instead of a physical how about you hand over your pants and I don't tell the medical staff where to find you.

[His tone implies he's being magnanimous. Extortion can be magnanimous sometimes, sure...]
babermetrics: (THOSE ARE FAKE NAMES)

[personal profile] babermetrics 2015-07-24 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
[WHAT.

Hey. Leon can't believe what he's hearing; his mouth opens and closes, and when no sound comes out (for once in his life), twists into a frown. The nerve. And he's standing there with the door open, too! When he doesn't close it right away, Leon takes a couple quick steps forward to make a grab for it, and hisses out through his teeth:]


What the hell, no way! Don't just stand there with that open, they're gonna notice!
psycholawgy: (are tomatoes fruit)

bonus;

[personal profile] psycholawgy 2015-07-22 10:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Unfortunately, Athena's been stricken by the hug bug. And Leon might be hiccuping so she decides to surprise glomp - yes glomp - him. ]

Boo!
babermetrics: (how much is $500 in dog years?!)

[personal profile] babermetrics 2015-07-24 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
Hhhkkhhgh?!

[WELL that's a surprise, yes. In the dark he can't even see who this is! Leon jumps in her arms and makes that stupid noise--and that probably would have been a great cure for normal hiccups. But these are medically induced hiccups, and instead, they get even worse.]

Hic! Who the, ah, Athena? Hic!

[His eyes are starting to adjust, and also, she's right up against him, so.

. . . Nice.

Hic!]
psycholawgy: (i'm all about that bass)

[personal profile] psycholawgy 2015-07-24 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ she has her handy dandy necklace to show a bi of light, at least! ]

Athena, yup! Hi!

[ sorry, she isn't letting go for now. you get another tight hug. ]

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BONUS!

[personal profile] succeeder 2015-07-23 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ Togami had been poking into the closet looking for a decent set of clothing, but instead he found... this. Kuwata dressed up like a doctor and hiccuping uncontrollably. Well, okay. Let's not think about this too hard.

He has half a mind to ignore Leon entirely, but instead he at least acknowledges his presence as he closes the door most of the way and brushes past him, speaking in a low voice. ]
...Get out of the way, Kuwata.

[ Without waiting for Leon to actually get out of the way, and without any heed to how much noise he's making, he starts pulling things off shelves. He hasn't been chased by the doctors yet, and so it's not particularly his problem if they find them in here. Really, maybe he can question them if they do come knocking. ]
babermetrics: (some. . . . BODY)

[personal profile] babermetrics 2015-07-24 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[He does, automatically, step out of the way. Togami Byakuya is a very commanding man.

. . . But then he rolls his eyes, bullshit! and follows him to the back--slowly at first, then faster when he sees what Togami's doing. Or, more to the point, hears it.]


Hey, what the hell, don't make all that noise! They're gonna find us, you moron!

[AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE SMART?!

Leon grabs for a box to try and stop Togami from thumping around with it any more than necessary. Medical masks . . . he sets that aside. How decent are those?]


What the hell're you, hic! What the hell're you doin' anyway?!
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[personal profile] succeeder 2015-07-26 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm looking for real clothing.

[ He does, to his credit, lower his voice a little, glancing backwards at Leon. Hmmmm. ]

If you'd rather I stopped, you could at the very least give me that coat of yours. I am incredibly certain that you have not managed to complete medical school since coming here, so I know you're not actually a doctor.

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bonus

[personal profile] fittedgloves 2015-07-23 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ There has to be some way out of this ViViD level, and Kyouko has taken to searching every room possible. Which is how she's ended up in a supply closet with Leon.

She narrows her eyes at his poor attempt at a joke, ignoring the hiccups for now. ]


...I do not.
babermetrics: (would you like apples or bees?)

[personal profile] babermetrics 2015-07-24 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
Ha ha, just, hic! Juuust kidding!

[No he hadn't been. He amends it, even, after a beat:]

I mean, unless you ever did, and then all you've gotta do is ask. Hic!

[Ah, dammit. That's so embarrassing! Leon rubs at his neck, blushing a little in the dark--not at the bad joke, but at the stupid hiccups. No one can be smooth like this.]

Sssooooo, uh, they didn't get you with anythin', did they?
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[personal profile] fittedgloves 2015-07-24 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ She sends a glare his way, even though he probably can't see it clearly in the darkness of the supply closet. But no need to worry about the hiccups anyway, Leon, because she wouldn't think he was smooth anyway. ]

No. Not yet, at least. I've been lucky so far.

[ And she knows that luck is going to run out the moment she leaves the supply closet. ]

...And you? [ She already has a feeling he's gotten hit with a needle, with the way he keeps hiccuping. ]

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phase ii

[personal profile] unathletic 2015-07-23 01:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ .. yeah, this isn't awkward at all.

Heung Soo just came downstairs to.. well, okay, it was a dumb idea. He heard someone screaming, and going down into basements of creepy hospitals when people are screaming is exactly the kind of dumb life decision someone in a horror movie would make, but what can he do about it when he has feelings bordering on a hero complex at times. He can't just ignore it and move on.

But then he notices it's someone familiar when he walks down the stairs. Leon being called a murderer and.. admitting it..?

That's.. odd. Leon was-- well, Leon. Sort of weird. But he didn't seem like a bad of strange guy last time around, so Heung Soo looks just as baffled as the other guy for a moment when they come face to face, staring between Leon and the kid. ]


... you okay? [ Because he really doesn't know what else to say right now, man. ]
babermetrics: (you twerked to death.)

[personal profile] babermetrics 2015-07-24 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
. . . Uh.

[That's it, for a long moment. Uh.

Because what the hell do you say? He'd gotten completely caught up in this shitty, surreal, fever dream scenario, and now here he is having just bumped into a dude he knows who's standing there casually and asking him if he's okay. It's like reality comes rushing the fuck back all at once and he's still standing half outside of it. It's like your parents knocking on your bedroom door while you're watching porn, except the porn is a fucked up bloody nightmare.

Suddenly he's just a guy standing in a hallway with bloody hands who's been yelling at himself for the past several minutes.

Leon's throat works as he fumbles for something to say that's, like, actual words. He can't even begin to explain this. He doesn't know how much Heung Soo heard, or--dammit, this is too much to think about, fuck it!

He shakes his head no; his face is chalky, eyes wide.]


Yyhhh, yeah. Yeah . . . I--that uh--ha ha--

[He lifts a hand like he's going to run it through his hair, and remembers just in time that it's coated with blood.

That's what snaps him.]


--No! No, no, no, what the fuck's goin' on?! Where'd you come from--get me outta here!
unathletic: (and takes too long)

[personal profile] unathletic 2015-07-27 08:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ This whole situation is so incredibly weird.

That he knows for sure, but on the other hand, he knows that he isn't going to get anything out of Leon this way. The guy is freaking out too much - and Heung Soo doesn't even blame him, seeing these circumstances. He doesn't even know what's going on here for sure, but it looks freaky as hell.

So without saying anything he latches onto Leon's wrist (yes, Leon, you're a kdrama female protagonist now, deal with it) and moves to drag him up the stairs and out of that basement, silent the entire time as he walks up the steps.

It's only when they're back in the hospital itself again that he turns to Leon again, staring at him for a moment before he lets out a long breath. ]


Calm down.

[ He knows it isn't that easy, but if he doesn't do at least that much, then they're not going to get anywhere here. ]

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impheired: to burn the bridge between us & to feel no remorse whatsoever while doing it. i'll use the flames to roast marshmallows. (neutral ♚ never doubt my willingness)

phase ii

[personal profile] impheired 2015-07-25 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Despite being followed by a blood-soaked apparition of his own, Kuzuryuu is as spotless as ever. He seems to be taking a different approach than Leon to this, pointedly ignoring the small jinbei-wearing child behind him. His follower can't be much older than four or five, incredibly tiny and with both eyes intact. Intact and glassy, as though moments away from tears. His voice is tiny and quavery, repeating much the same type of thing as Leon's: You're the murderer, you killed them, it's all your fault, you did it.]

[Kuzuryuu, of course knows that Leon was not one of the six survivors of his game, having seen pictures in one of the files Monokuma prepared for them. However, he had no way of knowing until just now whether or not Leon was a culprit or a victim. The answer is obvious, of course, thanks to the scene he just witnessed.]

[He stares around Leon as the other boy starts spluttering, looking right at the uniform clad doppelganger. It's almost hard to believe it's the same guy, though he guesses this does prove that Leon was telling the truth about his talent. After a moment of taking it in, his eye moves back to look at the real Leon, taking in his pale face.]


You're wasting your time trying to argue with it, better to just leave it alone and get out of here. I'm willing to bet they can't follow us back upstairs, otherwise I'm sure we'd see a lot more people with these fuckers following 'em around.

[Initially, he'd assumed that these things only showed their faces to killers, but...he'd seen Mabel with one. And there's no way an innocent, happy, 12 year old girl like her has ever killed somebody, even on accident.]
babermetrics: (my IQ is essentially zero)

[personal profile] babermetrics 2015-07-27 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Y-yeah . . .

[At first, that's all he can say. A hot wave of shame washes over him immediately when Kuzuryuu speaks: he's so level, so calm and rational-sounding, it's enough to drive a guy crazy. How can he just walk around like this and not give a shit? Leon hadn't been expecting to run into anyone else down here, and he sure as hell hadn't been expecting them to be having the same "hallucinations" he was--which obviously aren't hallucinations! Kuzuryuu just looked right at Leon's doppelganger. It's fucked up and backwards, but suddenly, that makes everything feel less real, not more real.

It's not some insane vision, dream, or hallucination. It's just some bullshit virtual reality everyone's dealing with. And he's the one dealing with it this shittily.

He clenches his fists again and avoids eye contact. Ah, shit. Two spots of bright red begin to show on his cheeks, stark against the paleness of his face, and his teeth grit noticeably.

But he can't sulk forever--that's just going to make him look even worse!--so he finally manages more than that. It's a fight, but he even keeps his voice level.]


I mean--yeah, let's just get outta here--I've been tryin'! I've just gotta find the stairs! I thought they were this way! A, ain't they this way?!

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cutestprogrammer: (P-please don't hurt me...)

Bonus

[personal profile] cutestprogrammer 2015-07-26 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Chihiro rushes into the dark supply closet to escape from the nurses then when he discovers its a dead end, he tries to get out again but the door appears to be stuck! Then he shivers when he hears a low voice behind him over his shoulder. It sounds familiar but he can't make out who it is. He backs against the door and whimpers.]

P-Please don't hurt m-me...
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[It's too dark for Leon to see who this is; his eyes had been starting to adjust, but the light spilling in when the door had opened temporarily ruined that. He definitely hadn't been expecting anyone to freak out and think he was going to hurt them, though. And the voice is faintly familiar, yes, but not one he can place . . .

Definitely sounds like a girl, though. Leon holds up his hands, trying to blink his eyes back to functioning.]


Hey, uh, I didn't mean it like that, I was just messin' around! You okay? Hey, was someone after you? I got you, it's fine . . . just breathe! Keep your voice down . . .

[If someone's gonna slam in here after a hopefully-cute girl and try to do anything weird to her, they're going to have a fist slamming into their face first.]

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