[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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[spoileralert]

[ She sees him coming, but all she can focus on is the blood. When did he get hurt? Were those scratches there a minute ago? No... no, they're new.

Suddenly he's hugging her, and she honestly doesn't know what to do. She's shaking badly. After a moment she remembers how to hug back, holding onto his shoulders and sobbing.

It's too much. It's all too much, and she just can't. She can't. ]

[rubikscomplex]

[House rests his head on her hair, knowing that's going to leave blood, but not caring all that much. There's too much. When he closes his eyes he sees the creature, he sees everything he regrets, but the feeling of it isn't nearly so intense as when that thing had been staring into their souls.

No. Not their souls.]

Memories.

[It's more muttered, then louder as he pulls back from Steph and stares down at her.]

It was assaulting us with our own memories, someone else's memories, everything combined. It's a trick.

[He looks back and sees gray metal beneath the white wall and some sort of substance for them to scoop up.]

Everything's a trick.

[spoileralert]

[ She can only nod. Memories. It was definitely memories. And if it's all been memories, then... ]

Not real. It's not-- not real.

[ She forces herself to take a deep breath, then another. She can't breathe through her nose, but it still helps. ]

Okay. Okay. It's not real.

[ Which means this, at least, will end. ]

[rubikscomplex]

[House's heart is still hammering out an irregular tattoo, his face is still streaked with blood and tears and that thing still flashes in his vision every time he blinks, but he picks himself up, using the wall.

Whatever the goo is, it doesn't burn his fingers when he touches it, just the wall. This is a gift for something. There's a limited supply.]

This is for something specific.

[Something at the center of it all?]

Get up. We need to find the core.

[And if she kills him before that... well, she needs to get the damn goop to the core.]

[spoileralert]

[ After he moves away Steph manages to roll herself over and stumble to her feet. It's possibly the least graceful she's been in her life, and she's broken limbs due to a lack of grace before. ]

I'm up, I'm up. How do we... should we scrape it off with my mask or something?

[ She pulls it off and offers it to him. It's surprisingly solid, a foldable plastic frame fitted with an air filter. ]

[rubikscomplex]

[He hears her moving and turns his head to watch her. The mask is considered, and then House starts to reach for it, but stops.]

I'll get blood on it. [Like her hair.] You do it.

[spoileralert]

[ Right, the blood. God, she's so distracted. She looks down at the mask, then at the goop on the wall. ]

Yeah, okay.

[ She scrapes the stuff off with the outside surface of the mask. That way she won't have to inhale anything too bad when she wears it again later.

Then she scratches at the sticky part of her hair. Her fingers come away just the slightest bit red. ]

Let me... I should look at your face.

[rubikscomplex]

No, you shouldn't. There's nothing you can do for it. Get that to the core. I'll wash off and follow

[spoileralert]

Will you?

[ She's not totally convinced that's what he's going to actually do, but she'll go. ]

[rubikscomplex]

Where else am I gonna go? I want out. You're the way.

[So, that's incentive enough to follow through.]

Go. You need to figure out where you need to use that in there.

[spoileralert]

[ She hesitates another moment. ]

...Stay safe.

[ And then she's gone. ]