[CW: references to religious violence; disrespectful discussion of both Abrahamic and Nahuatl religions fairly likely in comments.]


[OTA]
[The Tess who appears on the screen is a rather tired-looking Tess.]

I, uh.

[She glances down; clears her throat awkwardly.]

If anyone actually, uh. Actually took the blood sacrifice thing seriously? I need you to just not. Please. Offer's rescinded, no blessings for blood. Even if it worked--and it's not going to work; I was just being--I was being stupid. Even if it worked I don't...I don't want that. And I'm sorry, I'm sorry I said all that stuff. I'm sorry for the things I called everyone.

[Her face contorts in guilt, but she forces it neutral again.]

And...if anyone's seen my snake? I know you don't owe me anything, but if you could let me know if he's okay, I'd just...I'd really appreciate that.



[Private to Flynn]

Flynn, I...I'm really sorry. That wasn't okay; none of that was okay. I shouldn't have put you in that position. I'd get it if you didn't want to talk to me again.
 
 
 
 
[It's been over a week since Lilly bolted from Kesara, during which time she's stayed entirely off of the network. But she's had a chance to calm down, and so this morning, she's decided she wants to make something very clear.

The tablet is lying flat and facing up, giving everyone a very nice view of the ceiling and no view at all of Lilly. This seems to be more by chance than by purposeful choice, though - she's clearly close by, judging by her voice, and every so often she'll lean into view and give everyone a brief shot of her arm or hair. She, like so many other people, is covered in a mysterious pattern of red lines.

Before starting, she takes a deep breath. This is going to involve more talking than she usually likes to do, but she really wants to get her point across.]


Stay away. Don'wanna go wif you. Don'wanna go wif-- anybody. Stay away.

[What a friendly child she is.]

Don'touch don'grab don'take DON'T. Don'like it. I don't. Like. It. Too many too loud too hard hate it.

[She finishes with an irritable snarl, then bats the tablet away, sending it spinning dizzyingly across the floor. Its films the ceiling and distant sounds of scrabbling for a few minutes before cutting out on its own.]
 
 
[The shaky video shows mostly the ceiling of a stairwell. The young woman crouched over the tablet is breathing rapidly but clearly trying to be quiet, her eyes wild with fear. When the video starts she's already speaking in the rapid near-whisper of someone trying to contact outside help without alerting anyone nearby to her presence.]

My name is Tess Cauldwell, I don't know where I am but I think I've been kidnapped and I think they drugged me and this isn't even my computer and I can't get it to dial out of this -- network -- thing and if anyone's out there I really, really need you to call nine-one-one. There was --

[She swallows thickly. Flinches violently at the sudden sound of a thump against a nearby door.]

Body bags. It's a morgue, I don't -- I don't know more than that -- god, that thing can't be real --


[EDIT: I forgot that Tess would still be covered in red lines arranged in fractals, with her eyes completely red. Apologies for the oversight in description!]
 
 
10 April 2018 @ 11:16 pm
Characters: Kesara and Lilly
Location: Outside building 37
Date: Day 342
Summary: Under event-induced paranoia, two little girls are absolute shits to each other.
Warnings: Children involved in violence, eventual needles and blood.


Sugar and spice and everything nice! )
 
 
10 March 2018 @ 12:41 pm
Characters: Lilly, Kesara, Lelric, Billy, and Vanitas.
Location:
Date: 336-337 (more may be added as needed)
Summary: The babysitter is being babysat. Babysitting inception?
Warnings: Vanitas, threats... (more will be added as needed)

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31 May 2015 @ 11:36 pm
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