RATATOSKR + SHINICHI

[soulping]

[As you stand around waiting for something to happen, you begin to feel something pressing on you, vaguely...as though a heavy blanket has been draped around your shoulders, although there's still nothing there. You close your eyes for just a moment - just a blink - and then-

The floor drops. You go plummeting downwards, or so it seems; you can't quite tell, because suddenly everything is pitch dark and you feel like you're falling, falling, falling...]

Comments

RULES

[soulping]

• Teams will find themselves in a series of rooms that force them to confront some common fears ("common" as chosen by the majority who signed up- y'all got some issues).

• There will be four rooms. They will be run in a semi-exploradora format, although "exploration" is not the actual goal. In that sense, it is more like a heart or shadow game.

• The game takes place in a nightmare/mindscape formed by Knut, so that no one can actually get hurt from what happens. However, your characters will not know this. Everything that happens will seem completely real, despite being occasionally vague and absurd in the way that dreams are. Stuff will only seem weird after they wake up!

• This means that anyone who comes late or leaves early will simply appear or vanish and their fellow players won't really find it odd, because again: dreams. (In other words, don't worry too much about it.)

• People may get hurt during the course of the game! It IS a nightmare, after all. But no matter how bad an injury is, the character will only feel it in a conceptual way; like they're remembering the pain rather than actually experiencing it. This will seem normal at the time. Dreams!!!

• Powers are ON but characters will not realize this unless they actively make an attempt to use them. And certain rooms will prevent them from doing even that!

• These rules are all OOC. Your characters do not know what is going on.

• However, this does not exclude the possibility that they might eventually figure it out. That's up to you.

ROOM 1

[soulping]

You don't remember hitting the ground. But you must have at some point, because that's where you're lying now- on your back, staring up at a dark, blank ceiling. There's no indication of where you fell from...wait, fell? Did you actually fall? You can't seem to remember anymore. Your thoughts seem a little hazy and dreamlike around the edges, but your surroundings, at least, appear to be solid and real enough. So do your teammates, who lay nearby.

As everyone sits up and looks around, you see that you are in a small, dingy room. The floors and walls are rough-cut stone that is cracked and crumbling, covered in grime and mold, and there's an inch of filthy, stinking water covering half of the floor. One wall is covered entirely in thick steel bars like a prison cell. Although you can make out your dimly lit surroundings well enough, immediately beyond the bars you can see nothing but a solid wall of darkness.

There is a buzzing in the back of your mind and you feel weak and tired, sapped of any power and strength.

Re: ROOM 1

[cantando]

[She's tired but, oh god, ew. SItting up now.]

...The hell is this?

Re: ROOM 1

[secretofthefox]

[with a sleepy fox in his arms because if that power isn't off Fiere stays out by default unless he recently died]

Dunno... Probably a game?

[though he's not sure, his thinking's too muddled... But if it's not somewhere he knows, it's probably a game, right?

He's going to push himself up and examine the prison bars though.]

Re: ROOM 1

[soulping]

The bars look nice and sturdy, but rusted.

You can't see anything past the bars. It's completely black and featureless, like a literal wall of nothingness.

Re: ROOM 1

[secretofthefox]

[...but what if he shakes the particularly rusted bars.]

Hey! Anybody out there?

Re: ROOM 1

[soulping]

There's no answer, and the bars remain stubbornly unmoved.

[cantando]

...We'll have to find a way out. Where's that fox of yours?

[secretofthefox]

Right here.

[He's sleepy, but in Sol's arms, and looks up when he's addressed.]

[cantando]

You should be able to tell if there's anyone else here, right?

[Fine she'll address the fox directly.]

[secretofthefox]

I don't hear anybody else...

[But he stretches a little, jumps out of Sol's arms, and sleepily trots over to the wall.]

I can sniff around if you want.

[cantando]

Please. We need something to go on, to get out of here before we grow mold.

[secretofthefox]

Okay.

Let's keep looking too.

[So yeah, Fiere will be sniffing all around, especially along the walls, though he'll be avoiding the water if he can help it because ew, while Sol examines the walls more closely.]

[soulping]

The three stone walls are cracked and crumbly but there doesn't seem to be anything helpful there. That's probably because you suck at looking, and you're gonna be trapped here forever.

[secretofthefox]

Dammit, I can't see anything...

[...may be seriously considering trying to set the mold on fire - whether that's sealed or not he doesn't know, but that doesn't mean he can't try]

Tan, please don't set the mold on fire.

[cantando]

[Am I being sassed through the fourth wall by a fucking prison cell?]

...What kind of prison doesn't have a door, anyway? There should be one. And by now, the lock's gotta be half-rusted by now.

[KICKING THE BARS. >:T]

Light it all on fire!

[secretofthefox]

Gladly.

...I tried to tell him not to. [Fiere isn't going to be responsible for this.

So yeah, Sol may. Be setting the mold on fire now. Dammit pyro.]

[soulping]

That sure is a thing you are doing!

It's very wet and fizzles out quickly, but it totally happened. You'll need to put more power behind it to really get anything done, though.

[cantando]

...Is it too damp in here?

[secretofthefox]

[He can't really do much more than that, sadly, since he's only got about a candle flame's worth back at the moment.]

Guess so. Dammit.

[cantando]

...You're skinnier than I am. Try to get between the bars?

[secretofthefox]

I dunno, even I'm not that skinny.

[Fiere, on the other hand, will try that, sure. Being a fox, he's a lot smaller than your average human.]

[soulping]

Such tiny, very foxe. He slips through the bars easily!

Now what?

[cantando]

Well, it's not like I can get any smaller and follow him--

...Waitasec.

[secretofthefox]

What is it?

[Meanwhile Fiere will cough some embers up past the bars to try and shed some light over here. Because he can do fire stuff too.]