soulping ([personal profile] soulping) wrote2015-11-01 10:12 am

TIAMAT

[When you come to, you find yourself locked in a small, cramped, antique elevator. One wall is covered with a large, ornate mirror, and a chandelier hangs above your head. The doors are made of metal and shut very, very tightly. The lights are off.]

[You hear two familiar voices echo distantly in your mind]

LET ME GO, Ǧ̲̖̩̞̣̲̌Ĩ͎R̞̩͎̝̍L̹̳̫̾͛Ȉ͙͈̬͐͒ͭ̄̌̊E̥̥̓ͨ!

I won't let you hurt them!

[Before you have time to say anything, the elevator suddenly jolts, before it begins to plummet. Your heart drops to the pit of your stomach as you fall, fall, fall, and then. . .]

[Suddenly it stops. You're thrown off balance, possibly to the point of where you crash into a wall or a nearby neighbor. All is silent]
hyanaimne: Seas of chance. (Barith.)

Re: FLOOR 3463

[personal profile] hyanaimne 2015-11-01 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[wow u wish

get to work bitch]
ghettobatman: (hoWWWW CAN YOU SEE INTO MY EYES)

Re: FLOOR 3463

[personal profile] ghettobatman 2015-11-01 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[HE'S WORKING on a random team door]
hyanaimne: Storm bringer. (Arrn’ess.)

Re: FLOOR 3463

[personal profile] hyanaimne 2015-11-01 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[we have acquired some Dawons]

Do you need help over there?