Event: Consolidation Theory, Part One and Two

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Characters: red-marked characters
Location: ???
Date: Morning & Day 353
Summary: You wake up in a cell.
Warnings: general horror warnings; please note in subject lines for anything specific that comes up

Consolidation Theory OOC Post
Part Two OOC Post

Comments

[devoutish]

Not as bad, but people still lost fingers and things.

[He lifts his head, trying to see if he can spot her in one of the neighboring cells.]

Don't much like this setting, though.

[He'd been left behind the last time people had been separated into cells like this, but he remembers what had happened all the same.]

[phaseshifter]

Oof, don't remind me. I thought I was going to barf when they took my second one.

[ Sure, they're both back now thanks to the revival system, but. Eugh. ]

I have to wonder why they're keeping us separate this time. Even if there is something wrong with us, we're all already infected. So it can't be quarrantine, right?

[devoutish]

Mm. This way it's harder for us to band together and gang up on an enemy.

[phaseshifter]

We're starving hobos and they have paralysing robospiders. We couldn't do anything even if we were all free, right? Though - he does seem like the paranoid type. So I guess...

[ Yeah no she still doesn't like this. At all. ]

[devoutish]

[He sighs and uncurls, tilting his head back until it lightly thunks against the wall behind him.]

We wait. Yeah.

[phaseshifter]

Something I'm very good at.

[ Finally, all that time alone in the bunker is paYING OFF!!!!!!111 ]

We could play I-spy if you wanna break the monotony.

[devoutish]

I spy something long and blue?

[This game isn't going to work well, Angel.]

[phaseshifter]

Is it our collective Norfinbury history?

[ that's blue as in depressing and not blue as in filthy, in case that wasn't abundantly clear ]

[devoutish]

[He doesn't answer, but he smiles. She'll hear the quiet huff of a laugh.]

[phaseshifter]

There, see? The time's flying.

[devoutish]

Now, I'm thinking of something, but it's not something visible to me.

[phaseshifter]

Oh, that's bee ess. You have to narrow it down a little. Is it an actual thing, or an abstract concept? Like "hope?"

[ MORE JOKES! ]

[devoutish]

Abstract concept. Not hope.

[phaseshifter]

Shoot. Um... security? Contentment?

[devoutish]

An abstract concept that's not a feeling. An action.

[phaseshifter]

...escape?

[ wow this is depressing, ]

[devoutish]

No-- but I wouldn't turn down any of these ideas, you understand.

[phaseshifter]

I think I give up, dude. What is it?

[devoutish]

It involves water.

[phaseshifter]

Um. Running? Though I guess that falls under escape, doesn't it.

[devoutish]

It involves water in a more literal sort of way.

[phaseshifter]

[ And Angel is suddenly struck with a memory of Nathan back in the pit, which naturally means that she blurts out: ]

Don't pee on the barrier.

[ PEE ISN'T EVEN WATER, ANGEL!!!!!! ]

[devoutish]

Yes, that's what I was thinking of; pissing.

[Heavy sarcasm here. NO, ANGEL.]

[phaseshifter]

I really, definitely give up this time before I embarrass myself even further.

[ THE SHAME..... ]

[devoutish]

A hot bath, Angel.

[Don't they all want that?]