[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!

Comments

[jumpthegun]

The... blood trails?

[John hasn't seen any blood trails. You're going to need to elaborate.]

[awwnoun]

Yeah, the - well, trails is a bit much. I mean the markings on the walls. You haven't seen those?

[jumpthegun]

[John shakes his head.]

No. Bloody hell. Is it Tony and House leaving them?

[Because they seemed to be the ones all about the blood marking thing.]

[awwnoun]

Probably. [ Sigh. ] And anybody else who might be crazy enough to do it. It's a change from all the white, at least.

[jumpthegun]

Yeah, it's a change. [John glances around as they move along, him at a slow shuffle and a bit annoyed at how careful he's having to be.] Like walking onto the set of a Hitchcock production. I think we could all do with fewer horror movie tropes interjected, don't you?

[awwnoun]

[ Clint doesn't make any sort of move to help John walk, mostly out of respect for John's pride, but he's paying attention. He doesn't want John to fall again. ]

What, you mean you don't like walking around in a white hellscape with no direction or instructions and a plethora of spooky sounds? Where's your adventurous spirit?

[jumpthegun]

Left it on another set, mate.

[He looks around for a moment again.]

What d'you think this really is? The spiral we're meant to be traveling?

[awwnoun]

I don't know. [ He rubs at his neck. ] I'm not so great at the whole figuring out the puzzles thing. I was gonna say maybe it was like the hallways to some maintenance thing. You know, like the repairs thing you guys had to do?

But there's nothing here, so I don't know. If it's supposed to be the spiral it's kind of anticlimactic, right?

[jumpthegun]

If it is like where we did the repairs, then this is all just a fabrication, and we're really wandering 'round a decrepit warehouse. I wish our tablets hadn't gone out. I don't like not being able to coordinate. Searching this place'd go a lot easier.

[awwnoun]

And a lot easier to make sure everybody is okay. [ Clint says, a little quieter. ] You seen Nat or Tony? Or --

[ Wait, is he supposed to tell John about Bucky... he has no idea. ] Uh. Davesprite, or Ecks?

[jumpthegun]

[Well, that, too, yes. Making sure everyone is okay is first, then organizing. These things are implicit, Clint. Mostly. John might look a touch guilty for a moment.]

I haven't seen any of them. I've run into England, Emily, Dr. Volakis, Pandora, the Joker, and Bucky.

I haven't been able to keep track of them.

[awwnoun]

[ He figured John was on the same page as him! It's not like he's got a better track record. ]

Yeah. Wait, Pandora? Is she okay? [ He latches onto that name. ] She sent me a message before we got here telling me she felt sick, and I found out she hadn't eaten in like half a week.

[jumpthegun]

[John stops.]

Half a week?

[He frowns.]

Did she say why? She's really not okay, but I thought it was something mucking about with her head here. Stay away from her if we get split up. She went rabid when I got too close.

[awwnoun]

Rabid? [ Clint stops too. ] I don't know - when I talked to her, she said she doesn't eat, back home. She didn't know how to do that or drink, I had to walk her through it.

[jumpthegun]

[John processes that for a long few seconds.]

Clint, I think Pandora might be a zombie.

[awwnoun]

[ A beat. ]

... Well, shit, that actually makes a lot of sense. [ Huh. ] How - but... she's like, smart, though. She's not a brainless drooling terror.

[jumpthegun]

... You're not gonna tell me it's stupid? [Because he's used to working with Sherlock, bro. Wait. That's irrelevant. John clears his throat.]

I mean, uh... there are lots of different versions of zombies, aren't there? Did you read that Romeo and Juliet zombie book? Warm Bodies, I think it was. The zombies in that just had to kind of have their emotions awakened. Still wanted to eat flesh and all, but they weren't mindless. Or, like, Being Human? D'you get BBC Three over in America? It's about this ghost girl, a vampire, and a werewolf sharing a flat together. And there's a zombie girl that turns up in that and she's mostly normal, just kind of... falls apart after awhile.

[awwnoun]

Uh, no, first of all, I'm not gonna tell you it's stupid. I work with the Hulk, dude, zombies are not outside the realm of possibility.

[ Also this place is weird so he wouldn't put it past Norfinbury to straight up bring in a zombie girl. ] I haven't seen any of those, but really, I wouldn't rule out the possibility if you can think of examples where zombies aren't brainless drooling terrors.

She did tell me she was in a place with scientists before. And that they'd strap her to a chair to take her places. Maybe they were testing her.

[ He rubs at his face. ] That's unsettling.

[jumpthegun]

[Okay, that's fair.]

They strapped her to a chair?

[All of this is horrifying in the context of this just being a little girl.]

Jesus Christ. Some of the places people come from... I'm not sure sending them back there is the right thing when we get out.

[awwnoun]

Yeah, I know. [ This little girl in particular. ] There's a few people I worry about sending home, honestly.

I'm gonna keep checking up on her though.

[jumpthegun]

Mm... someone ought to. I'm sorry. I just... [John wishes there were ten of him. He doesn't have enough energy or physical ability to do and be everything that's needed for the people here. It feels like failing, but it's not like Clint is going to be bad at this. It's a team effort, isn't it? Maybe he can let Clint lead that part of the team.]

Someone needs to be with her, help her figure out what to do so she can be near people and still not want to bite them.

[awwnoun]

[ Clint is more than happy to take it up. He glances at John, hands in his pockets. ]

Yeah. Don't worry so much about it, alright? I'll see what I can do about helping her. I don't really wanna put her in the same place as - you know, Ecks and Davesprite, but I'll help her. Cross my heart, man.

If we find our way out, anyway.

If we want to fade on smalltalk and handwave them getting separated, I'm cool with that!

[jumpthegun]

We'll find it. There's only so big this place can be. And everything's sort of... curving, isn't it? I think this might be a spiral. All the arms lead back to the center, eventually. Keep your chin up, mate, all right?

sounds good!

[awwnoun]

[ Clint carefully elbows John with a bit of a grin. ]

Yeah, you too. Stiff upper lip, right? Let's go. [ And off they go. ]