Event: Consolidation Theory, Part Four and Five

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Characters: red-marked characters and their new friends
Location: ???
Date: Morning 354, Morning and Day 355
Summary: A quiet morning and a confusing morning, or maybe they're both, or maybe they're neither.
Warnings: gore, psychological horror, warn for specifics in the subject lines

Part Four OOC Post
Part Five OOC Post

Comments

[cahooted]

... I don't remember. I just remember the red lines. But the faces are all blurry.

[Aka, he doesn't know where to start with the finger-pointing. It's probably for the best.]

You don't remember anything?

[darkincrement]

[ In some ways, it's better than the building, but in other ways... ]
I would have prefer knowing what he made me do. [ Frowning at that. It actually pisses him off that not only was he controlled again, but he does't even know what happened. ] Yesterday is starting to be a blur, too.

[ And then shaking his head. He's focusing on the wrong thing. ]
Tell me, were we lucid? Did we respond to anything you said?

[cahooted]

No. I tried but--

[That's already more than he wants to say. The screaming and pleading, to no avail, that's... really not something he wants to go into.]

You weren't listening. At first you were almost calm but... but didn't seem to understand what you were doing. Then you just... lost it.

[darkincrement]

[ He's going to file that away as something he can press when he's feeling vindictive. ]

I'm listening now. That could be a way to make sure we're normal. [ Well as normal as they can be. ]

[cahooted]

So when you're not listening and tear others to bloody shreds I should be worried. Got it.

[That's helpful.]

... It's like you were experimenting.