snowblindrpg | [log] The Pit [open]

Actually, if former cases similar to this one are to be taken as precedent, we're far more likely to be tortured or subjected to a brain-mangling labyrinth.

[ Angel is pretty sure that was a rhetorical question, and not one that was even directed at her. The thing about that, though, is that she doesn't give an eff. ]

Although there were tests one time, kinda. Just not of the intelligence-measuring variety.

[That's.. not the kind of answer he expected. But, hey, at least there's someone to focus on now.]

... Yeah, those sound more practical. I guess it wouldn't make much sense if it was that easy.

Maybe whoever brought us here wants to see who'll be the last one standing, once everyone starts getting impatient.

[Because when do people ever not turn on each other, in these situations?]

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That's possible. In which case the hole would act as a convenient and quick way to dispose of your rivals, huh. It's all very neat.

[ ... ]

Uh - neat as in tidy, not... the cool kind of neat. I don't think it's neat. This is the standard Norfinbury level of neat, which isn't very neat at all.

Hi, I'm Angel, and I'm really good at sounding like a complete socioopath.

I'm not so sure whoever has to clean up at the bottom would agree. But if they're just gonna burn everything or let us rot, yeah, you've got a point.

[Negative, much?

At least Angel's introduction gets a bit of a smirk out of him. He may as well stand up, making some attempt to seem more interested.]

You know you're probably the first person I've met who realizes how that sounds?

... The name's Junpei.

[Because speaking of rivals, it might not be the best idea to force enough distance to make her one.]

[Very seriously:] I try to make a conscious effort to monitor how creepy and-slash-or sociopathic I seem. It makes it easier to engage in evil scheming if nobody suspects that you're capable of any wrongdoing.

[ And she grins. JOKING. JOKES ARE FUN. ]

Nice to meet you. Do you have everything you need? Food, water, people you know...?

Well, yeah, you don't wanna go and get yourself caught. Not before you pull the plan off, anyway.

[The question throws Junpei off for a moment. People... Yeah, there's definitely someone he's missing. But he can't go and wish she were trapped here, too. At least, not without realizing just how selfish that thought is.]

If you're offering whatever I want, I could use a way out of this town.

[As if anyone would just have the key to the gate in their pocket, or something.]

... Pretty sure I've got enough. I'm gonna be late getting back to my group, if.. whatever this is doesn't end soon, but I get the feeling that's the same for all of us. Plus there's even heating, now. Kinda sounds like a good trade.

I mean, until we all die horribly.

I was kinda offering something more like a spare chocolate bar, but. I can work on the getting-out-of-here thing. I expect it won't take that long.

[ Hahahaha it's funny because she's been here two hundred and eighty-something days hahahaha they're never getting out hahaHAHA, ]

And you never know. We might not die horribly. Though I suppose that depends on your definition of horrible, huh? Like... death by anomaly is painless, but frightening. And distressing for those left behind. So Iunno if that qualifies as horrible and oh frick I'm being weird again.

[ WHY THIS ]

So you're saying it'll hurt less than getting pumped full of lead. Okay. I can work with that.

I guess when you put it that way, there's some appeal to jumping right in. The sooner you kick it, the less you'll have to watch.

Well. I've never been shot, but I've seen hundreds of other people die in a hail of bullets and it seemed exceedingly painful. What with the screaming.

[ This time, she's 100% unaware that that might sound kind of creepy. S H R U G. ]

I still wouldn't recommend hopping into the hole just yet.

[... He looks down just for a moment, pulling at the bottom of his jacket as if adjusting it should reveal countless bullet holes. Of course it wouldn't-- this version of him survived, right?

But even while those other times didn't happen to him, while he can't possibly know the pain first-hand, somehow he can.. remember hearing the others' voices.

... No, it's not really a memory, is it..?

...

Staying silent isn't good, either way.]

But you might, later?

Wait for everyone to break down from losing their friends, first, so you can pick them off once they're weak?

It's not a bad plan. Now where's the one where nobody has to die?

Hey, wow, I - no. That's not what I meant! I don't want anyone to die. And I don't plan on turning on anyone, either!

[ She raises her hands to shoulder-level as if in surrender, in an attempt to look less intimidating. Which is completely fucking ridiculous because she's five feet tall and looks about as scary as your average fluffy kitten. The kind with the huge eyes and lil baby toe beans that gets like a zillion views on Space Instagram. ]

I just meant that - you know. I was making light of things. Instead of focusing on how we may just get horribly tortured and fed to a pit creature.

Even if it was. You're kinda.. the only part of this room that isn't already torture, right now.

Oh, I am not. There are lots of people here who are really nice! And - you know, un-torturey.

[ WHOOSH. Angel's just glad that she's hopefully not looking like a potential murdersassin any more. Time to point out other nice people!! ]

There's Steph, she's really fun. And helpful. And the blonde guy over there is Enoch, he's really sweet. And Ginger's pretty much anti-torture personified, and...

[Oh. And here seemingly innocent girls who turn out to be coldblooded murderers are just his type. ... At least the opposite approach is kind of refreshing. It's a lot easier to let his guard down.]

Steph's the one with all the guides?

... Man, and here I thought I'd seen enough people over the network. It really hits you, how many of us got dragged into this town, when you see everyone all together...

That's Steph, right! And yeah, it's. This is a lot of people.

[ Which still feels really, really weird to her. Fifteen years being locked away all on your own will do that. ]

Only a few compared to how many have been here and died, though. Even if we're just talking about our own session.

...

I keep wanting to think those are the people who got out. That every one was able to get their consciousness back into their real body. Their real world. But...

I'm starting to wonder if that's too much to hope for.

It'd be nice to think that, huh.

[ Which. Kind of shows exactly how much she believes it's true. Bleh. ]

But hey, you shouldn't be giving up hope yet! You haven't been around here that long, have you...?

Just long enough to get the feeling we're not going home anytime soon. Not alive, anyway. Sure, if you don't mind the cold, it's not that bad. Free food, free housing...

But it's almost been a year, for some of you, and the gate's still shut? ... I'm kinda used to getting out faster than that.

Two hundred and eighty-something, for me. It took a lot longer for me to escape the last place. And since I technically didn't even leave there before coming here, does it even really count?

Maybe you should be giving out tips. Where'd you escape from? Uh, assuming that isn't too personal.

Sure. Let's make it sound less impressive. That's exactly what we need.

I wouldn't say I've got any. It was a replica of the Gigantic-- or, I guess some people call it the Britannic? The thing was, unlike here, we had instructions. All we had to do was follow them. I didn't think it was that straightforward at the time, but compared to all this... Solving puzzles, collecting keys, and making it to the exit while some of us were still alive was kinda.. easy.

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