This event can only be rped with TWO or more people. One of the characters begins to lose their mind, convinced that a someone is talking to them, telling them there is safety beyond the fog. They begin to drag the other character that direction as well.
The other character now has the option to fight back with that player, or accept. If they follow, the first player will continue to talk about this imaginary person talking to them (make one up, base it on a person close to that character) has promised them an increasingly more ludicrous count of promises (you can make these up). They get stranger and more unrealistic.
This rp continues until the second character being dragged realizes something is up with the first character. They can choose to roll 1d6 to drag the character back towards the hospital away from the thickness of the fog. If the roll even, they succeed, if they roll odd, the other character continues to drag them. Continue this RP until the second character has rolled 1d6 and rolled even successfully to drag the other player out.
Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 8:59 pm
She had been in the fog far too long. The hospital would have been preferable at this point, she thought: at least she'd have concrete walls and a definition of ground and self. Out there, it was like living a half-life, a ghost that had forgotten she had died. But she shivered and breathed shallowly as any living being would, no matter how numb she thought she was. Taysia would have given anything not to be able to stay at the casino: even if it was infested with cannibals and God knew what else going on behind the scenes, at least there was food and drink at all, artificial life in the flashing lights and saccharine smiles from the staff and vibrant machines.
Out here, it was almost complete sensory deprivation, and it put her further on edge than any virus threat could.
She didn't know when it was she began to hear the voice, but it was at a point where she no longer questioned it. Daddy was here, at least, at last. Maybe she had wandered long enough to get a little solace. The exit was just ahead, he said, if she just kept moving forward.
"I'm sorry," she told him, hands trembling and clutched to her chest as she shuffled forward. "I shouldn't've left the house, I know, I know, I know...I'll give you the biggest hug if you wait, though, I promise."
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[ Infection Rate ]: 20/100 Character's name: Fantasia Moore Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:xxx Character's survival stats: xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 5ft even African American with dreads, dark eyes, and a very hard to read affect. wears tan sweater, gloves, and a hat.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 9:06 pm
She hadn't even realized she'd been talking to ghostly apparitions.
" It was in such a grumpy, manic state that she realized there was another figure making itself known in the fog. Fantasia? That was Fantasia. Rajni wasn't sure how to feel. Relieved, mostly, but a small part of her felt a little exasperated. Like- I seriously couldn't shake this girl?
But mostly relieved. Rajni's policy had always been wander in twos. Never more than four but less than two spelled doom. Fantasia was included in that two.
"Fantasia?" she called. The girl was talking to the air. Where Daddy would have stood, Rajni quickly filled his spot. "Fanta darling, who are you talking to? Air does not want your hug." She feared the worst: that Taysia was already too far gone.
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Character's Name: Rajni Patel Character's Faction: Apartments Character's Journal Link:here Character's Survival Stats:Rajni PatelView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Indian, hooked nose, average height, thin black hair, thick green headband, aviators
Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 9:21 pm
"Taysia," she corrected her distractedly. By the time Rajni caught up with her, the girl had begun to...was it a smile? It was strained and hard to tell even without the obfuscating fog between them, but one thing was clear: she was starting to look hopeful. And what a dreadful look it was on such a normally muted face.
"Daddy says the way's out over here," she added, not seeming to hear the remark about the air. Already her shuffling was beginning to migrate to something closer to an actual walk, now that she had real energy to go somewhere. "He said there's a whole slew of med tents or whatever too. We won't have to be infected anymore, Raj. They'll let us shower there."
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[ Infection Rate ]: 20/100 Character's name: Fantasia Moore Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:xxx Character's survival stats: xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 5ft even African American with dreads, dark eyes, and a very hard to read affect. wears tan sweater, gloves, and a hat.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 9:24 pm
"Tasyia," she edited, "There's no Daddy, hon. There's no one here."
She put her hands on the girl's cheeks, trying to steady the girl from walking further while also letting her see if Fantasia's eyes were dilated, small or any other telling signs of hallucinations.
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Character's Name: Rajni Patel Character's Faction: Apartments Character's Journal Link:here Character's Survival Stats:Rajni PatelView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Indian, hooked nose, average height, thin black hair, thick green headband, aviators
Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 9:27 pm
"I know it's hard to see," she agreed, side stepping Rajni. "You just gotta trust me, okay?" Even if she hadn't proven said trust beyond being a decent acquaintance-friend-collaborator-ventor. "It's like right ahead." Even she couldn't quite see it yet, but Taysia knew, believed it was there. They said faith was found when you were at your lowest point, and right now she was pretty sure she was getting close.
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[ Infection Rate ]: 20/100 Character's name: Fantasia Moore Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:xxx Character's survival stats: xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 5ft even African American with dreads, dark eyes, and a very hard to read affect. wears tan sweater, gloves, and a hat.
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6Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 9:28 pm
Now Rajni was really ticked off. She needed to find a way back to the apartments, not babysit Fantasia into not willfully killing herself.
"Fantasia, quit it." She put up an arm across the girl's chest, keeping her from moving forward. The crowbar still rested gently in her hand and the cold, blood encrusted metal touched against Fantasia's skin. A warning; I'll strike.
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Character's Name: Rajni Patel Character's Faction: Apartments Character's Journal Link:here Character's Survival Stats:Rajni PatelView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Indian, hooked nose, average height, thin black hair, thick green headband, aviators
Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 9:39 pm
Whether it was her own senses coming back to her or the feeling of cold metal against her skin, Fantasia stopped. With a blink, all of the promises she heard her dad giving her--freedom, restored health, an end to this waking nightmare--and with it went any shred of bravado the teen had mustered.
The light seemed to leave her eyes. "I swear it was there," she whispered, this time without nearly as much conviction.
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[ Infection Rate ]: 20/100 Character's name: Fantasia Moore Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:xxx Character's survival stats: xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 5ft even African American with dreads, dark eyes, and a very hard to read affect. wears tan sweater, gloves, and a hat.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 9:45 pm
"It wasn't," Rajni said sharply, bluntly. She didn't have any more time to coddle Fantasia; what she was doing now was already more than she should have been doing. They needed to be on the move back towards the apartments, back towards safety. Showers and med bays? That was the apartments.
With a sigh she said, "Listen, I got word from the junkyard dogs- they said not to stay in the hospital over twenty four hours. I am sticking to it whether you do or not." She gave the girl's shoulder a pat, and began walking in the opposite direction again.
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Character's Name: Rajni Patel Character's Faction: Apartments Character's Journal Link:here Character's Survival Stats:Rajni PatelView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Indian, hooked nose, average height, thin black hair, thick green headband, aviators
Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 9:48 pm
Fear entered Taysia's eyes. She was quick to follow at Rajni's footsteps, head bent in contrition for wasting both of their time. The Apartments had everything they needed anyway, even if the water was questionable.
"I'm not sticking around, no way," she said hastily. "Look, uh...Sorry, though. ********' fog is messing with me something bad." Was she going to get out of this ordeal owing the world and a half to Rajni?
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2015 9:51 pm
Rajni knew the signs of a clinically anxious person, but there was no way to say "I need you to fend for yourself more" without causing a new layer of anxiety.
It was also awkward because they both knew this to be true but instead of talking it out in the way close friends would, they both were content to cram it down, down, down under the guise of survival.
"Do not worry yourself with it. We all have our weaknesses." She still sometimes saw the eyes in the fog, accusing and watching.
