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

[notaquaman]

[I wish I could apologize to Stephen in person for Nathan. He's not, like, deliberately trying to be terrible as much as he just is. But he's snapping his fingers loudly in the direction Stephen's frantic singing is coming from.]

Hey, hey! Queen!

[thewarningafter]

Thunderbolts and lightning --

[His breathing is still too rapid, but he somehow finds it in him to increase his volume.]

[notaquaman]

I'm not going to sing, just--chill, chill out!

[Stephen was actually kind of nice to him when he revived, so...he actually is fairly concerned, here. He wasn't around for Noisy Black, but it's kind of hard not to hear about it in bits and pieces. It sounded rough--but this doesn't exactly scream "healthy coping" to him.]

We'll all be fine, yeah? What doesn't kill us, and all that shit.

[thewarningafter]

[Stephen does stop singing, at least momentarily, but his response is a desperate growl.]

That's the point!

[They can't break their spirits if he keeps singing, no matter how broken their bodies become.]

[notaquaman]

Well save it for when something actually starts to fucking happen, would you? Jesus Christ, you're freaking me out! I'd like to hold off on having an anxiety attack as long as fucking possible.

[Swerving around restlessly in his cell, Nathan runs both hands through his hair.]

[thewarningafter]

I'm freaking you out. We're in cages waiting for our friends to come carve us up, and I'm the one freaking you out.

Gallileo! Gallileo! Gallileo Figaro!

[notaquaman]

Stranger things have happened!

[Nathan swears under his breath, his heart thumping more and more erratically in his chest. He beats his hands together, needing something physical to focus on.]

[thewarningafter]

[And Stephen keeps on singing, voice ragged and too loud like he's trying to drown out the world.]