[log] Event: Lavender's Green, Part Two [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: everyone
Location: mysterious, white hallways
Date: Day 193-194
Summary: Find friends. Get lost. Don't look.
Warnings: Potential for gore and psychological horror. Please note any specific warnings in your subject lines!

While confusingly similar, the area is split into a few different sections:

The Core
The hallways here are narrow and twist at a rapid rate. With how dazzlingly white everything is, it's easy to not realize you're coming on a turn and slam right into the walls. There are no rooms here--no one starts here, though they may find it while they wander. At the center is a large, round area, like the center of a spiral. There's a lot of air pressure here.

The Inner Hallways
The largest area, filled with dead ends, gentle slopes and twists, and, occasionally, difficult-to-see drops where a higher hallway intersects with a lower one without a wall to separate them. The whole place tastes vaguely like blood. Most rooms are here--most people start here.

The Outer Hallways
The outer ring of the ball of yarn. It's not as thick with halls and twists as the other two areas, leading to a lot more boring walking in one direction. It's totally possible to circle around the same path multiple times without realizing it, as everything is so similar here. Occasionally, footsteps can be heard just outside the farthest walls. Sometimes, something breathes. There are a few rooms here--some people will start here.


Remember to note what kind of eyes your character has in their top level!

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Prophet Eyes

[swatsflies]

The Inner Hallways.

[ Keeping one hand placed against the walls as he wanders through the twists and turns. Desperately searching for any kind of company from anything without any concern for his own safety. ]

Hello? Anyone?! Jim? Brian? Zack? Kunsel?

[ Then without warning, he comes to one of the drops and falls down. The landing knocks the wind out of him, and he's coughing and gasping for air. Zell is the winner. It is him.

Help a teen out? ]


The Core.

[ He's sitting on the floor, rubbing his red forehead. He hasn't eaten anything just yet. It's hard to when everything is making him feel sick. Looking up at anyone who comes across him with a hesitant smile. ]

I think I'm going to wind up with the record for hitting my head against stuff. [ He says with a wince. ] Maaaaan, it sucks in here.


Outer Halls

[ He's following the sounds of foot steps. ]

Hello?! Winter? [ He doesn't know if she's even here, but it reminds him of what has been shared on the network.

When he doesn't get a response, he'll call out more quietly: ] Andromeda? Anyone in here?

Inner Hallways

[snowblindmods]

[A rock, heavy and sharp, strikes Zell's head while he coughs and gasps, accompanied by the sweet, cruel laughter of a child. When he looks up, no one is there, but the rock still is. It's left a gash in his forehead, which is going to bleed quite a bit but won't actually be anything more than an annoyance.

The rock is still very sharp. A thought in Zell's mind that feels so much like his own says that it would be good for killing someone here--like he'll have to. Like it's inevitable.

It's up to him, but the urge to take the rock with him is strong.]

[swatsflies]

Frickin' hell!

[ He's loud as he looks around for any sign of the culprit from his spot on the floor. Rubbing at the wound and smearing the blood across his forehead and a bit in his hair. ]

Yeah, thanks for that. [ Not an invitation for more rocks, please.

He does reach for the rock, hesitates and then picks it up to take with him. He has to kill someone. ]

Inner Hallways

[0thingsonmymind]

*He thought he heard his name...he's not sure what's real and what's not here, but he's pretty sure. So when he hears the coughing he follows it instead of avoiding the source.*

flipped a coin. bloodied it is \o/ He won't kill though

[swatsflies]

[ What Brian will find is a bloodied Zell, still trying to wipe away the concerning amount of blood coming from his forehead. He's holding what looks like a sharp rock tight enough to make his knuckles white. If he looks carefully, he may notice there is blood on the rock.

It takes a moment or two before Zell notices he has company. Looking up with his prophet eyes and squinting. ]

Bri-Brian?

righteo :3

[0thingsonmymind]

*The blood makes him hesitate. He's not sure what's happening here and his friends have been dangerous before...

He stops just outside of reach and nods.*

[swatsflies]

[ He notices the space and he's conflicted. He wants to move closer, but knows he can't. He shouldn't. Not with his own voice cycling that he should kill. Raising the rock and then just stuffing it in his pocket with reluctance. ]

Yeah. Yeah, that's a good idea.

[ He tries to nod towards the space. Keeping his hand over the pocket with the rock just in case. ]

It's happening again.

[swatsflies]

[ He almost jumps at the sound behind him. Whomever they are, they sound REALLY MANLY. Turning around, only to be looking at air?

Oh. No. His gaze was looking up towards the ceiling instead of much lower. Tilting his head for a moment at the short guy before him. ]

Wha? WHOA! You're not what I was expecting.

[ It's someone who is shorter than Jim. That's amazing.

Wait. Maybe he shouldn't start with that. ] I mean. Um. Hello.

Inner Hallways

[spoileralert]

Zell?

[ She thinks she recognizes that voice, but she's aware that she kinda lost it the last couple of days so she might be imagining it. ]

Re: Inner Hallways

[swatsflies]

[ He hears Steph's voice. Hopping up to his feet quickly, only to regret it because dizziness hits him. ]

I'm over here! [ Checking for damage by wiggling each of his limbs. Once he's sure he's good, he'll start heading towards where he heard her. ]

Steph?

[spoileralert]

You alright?

[ She hasn't let herself take breaks, not to the point of sitting down. She finally has something to do, she's not about to let that go. ]

Prophet Eyes, outer halls (cw: blood)

[definingfuture]

[The calling gets Tony's attention. It's unnerving not to have the tablets to talk through and be lost in the empty halls, and Tony is drawn to the sign of life. At least he knows there is someone else out there. He moves toward the sound, approaching cautiously as he feels he gets closer. It's hard to tell if he really is, but when he gets to a turn, he calls back.]

Hello?

Coin says no killing urges

[swatsflies]

[ He perks up upon hearing someone call. It didn't sound like anyone he could immediately place. ]

Yo! Are you actually a person? [ Or another hallucination? Instead of waiting around for an answer, Zell starts heading towards that direction of the voice. Seeing is believing and all of that. ]

nice chat it is!

[definingfuture]

I'm an actual person. Are you?

[It's a silly question considering Zell wouldn't be asking if he weren't real himself, but Tony returns the call with a dumb question because it makes him feel better. And he follows the sound of the voice until he hears footsteps along with it. And then there is an actual human being standing down one of the hallways.]

Oh, thank God. I was getting tired of walking.

The Core; prophet eyes

[heroproceeding]

[ Go figure, one moment he's with someone. The next? He loses sight of 'em. That's just his luck, but then that's the luck of the lot of 'em. And now he's wandered into a place that feels stuffy. Not necessarily hard to breathe, but it sure hurts his head. His footsteps go oddly from quiet to almost echoing as he makes it to the end of the hallway.

Loud enough that apparently someone heard and is addressing him. What they say almost escapes him though when he picks up on the voice. But it makes him smile at least and his gait falls into something slightly more comfortable if a little tentative. This town's pulled too many tricks for him to think he got lucky to run into three of his friends. ]

I'd say. Feels like you're running in circles.

you spin me right round baby right round

[swatsflies]

[ There is a gash on Zell's forehead, but the bleeding has calmed down. It looks like someone took care of it earlier.

Zell visibly perks up at the response, but he doesn't move from his spot on the floor. Looking up with those prophet eyes as he gives a slight smile. ]

Yo, Zack. [ Zack can actually handle anything Zell throws at him, so he's not going to put distance between them. ]

Yeah, something like that. A big frickin' maze.

like a record, baby right round round round

[heroproceeding]

[ Zack's eyes widen visibly at the sight of that gash and it's with that where before he'd hesitated, right then he breaks the rest of the distance, coming to a kneel. ]

Zell, the hell happened to your head? [ Usually, he'd joke about how did he bang heads with someone else here? But the tension's running too high in his body and the air pressure's already getting to him. So, instead Zell's getting his personal space invaded as Zack catches the side of his head and carefully inspects the wound. Looks like it was treated at least which is good, but Zell looks exhausted.

Like he's done nothing but run and run until he couldn't run anymore. Zack lets out a slow, controlled exhale. He's already grabbing at his own pack, so he can start rummaging through it anyway. ] You have a run-in with someone here?

Inner Hallways, Prophet Eyes, Post-NPC

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's following the same strategy, one hand planted firmly on the wall, socks silent on the floor. He hasn't encountered anything, yet, but that isn't exactly doing wonders for his paranoia.

He hears a voice, faint from distance, but it's too far away to make out. He freezes in place, unsure if he should run closer or farther away. It could be a trap. It could be the Joker. It could be -

It's Zell.

He's stumbling forward after that, letting go of the wall in his haste, calling out - ]

Zell? Zell!

[swatsflies]

[ He's up shakily for a moment or two as he smears the blood into his blond hair. Oddly, the idea of bleeding out isn't bothering him, but it getting in his eyes is annoying.

That's when he hears Jim. He can feel the voice, his own voice, telling him to kill. It's Jim though. Fighting it back as he crams the rock into his pocket. He's not going to use it on Jim. He can't. ]

J-Jim?! [ His voice cracks with a little anguish. Gripping his hands tight until his knuckles go white as he heads for the voice. ] Jim?!

i lied

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim has no idea. He doesn't know about the blood, or the rock, or any of it -

The only thing he knows is there's pain in Zell's voice, and he needs to move faster. He's running, slipping a little on the white floor as he rounds a corner and all but crashes against Zell.

Bracing his hands on either of Zell's biceps, he pulls back to evaluate.]

You're bleeding!

[ It comes out a little accusatory. ]

Outer Halls

[despiteeverything]

[Well, someone calling nearby is something to definitely walk towards. Especially since they think they recognize that voice. By the time they're close enough to see him, they're sure of it. They lift a hand in greeting.

Zell? I'm here. [They tilt their head a little curiously, coughing a bit.] Why you calling for them?

\o/

[swatsflies]

[ He knows that cough and that voice. ]

Whoa! Hey Frisk! [ He's just happy to see an actual person! Nearly bouncing over as he meets them. ] Who? My group? [ A beat. ] Or you mean Andromeda and Winter? In case they are here.

[despiteeverything]

Ohhhhhh...

[It was definitely the latter.]

I didn't know they could be here.

[Still, they're really happy to see him too, their face even lighting up a bit.]