"No. No. I'm not doing this." She took a deep breath and used it to anchor herself, shoving out those useless thoughts and willing herself to think. She'd always been so proud of her ability to reason through things. The hospital windows were dark, its overall appearance abandoned, and it was beyond tempting to make her way inside to get away from the fog. But after the casino, she could not accept even the illusion of safety without proof.
Careful to stay well out of the way of the infected she saw, she began to move around the building, looking for anything particularly suspicious. Soon enough she found something very much of note. There was a- A barricade of thorns, pulsing with some kind of light. Before she could stop herself, she was moving forward, leaning in to look at the flowers blooming along it. A hand lifted to reach for one...
OOC: SCENARIO 9
Scenario requirements: You reach a long barricade of thorns on the other side of the wall. They seem to be moving, pulsating with a life of their own and gift out a strange light. Flowers begin to bloom on the wall. When you press your hand against one, you are immediately assaulted with a strange vision (roll 1d6 to see what it is).
1. You see a skyscraper. At the very top there is a greenhouse. You feel yourself hovering above the greenhouse before diving right into it. There is a beautiful garden inside it, almost like a biodome. In the center of the biodome is what looks like some sort of chalice
2. You see hundreds of dead bodies, and a strange feeling washes over you. Apathy. You stand over the bodies and continue searching for at least one survivor. You hear yourself speak. "Are humans really so fragile?"
3. You fight against humans, but this time they are armed. Their weapons hurt. You are frustrated. They are eligible, but none of them will truly accept your wisdom. You kill many without ever feeling accepted. The feeling continues until the vision is over.
4. You fight against creatures of shadows, what you would consider your own breathren. They come in all shapes and sizes, large beasts and dragons, demons and even the undead. They refuse your knowledge. They are not compatible. They beg, negotiate and even fight against you to stop. You assimilate them for their treachery and refusal to serve.
5. You sleep in a long chamber of vines. Inside it are rows and rows of crystals. Each one is important to you. You tap against one, and it resonates, and you feel a strange sense of satisfaction. This is the power you have collected from those living and dead.
6. [ There is no actual image in this vision. Instead, you are assaulted with hundreds, thousands of conflicting thoughts, emotions, and ideals, all of them not your character's own. Your actual character's nose begins to bleed, and they fall to the ground, convulsing. They are unable to roll any other visions from the above if they reach this prompt and eventually pass out ].
Otherwise, you may continue rolling until you have fulfilled the 250 word requirement for it!
When the event is over, add +10 infection to your character's imnfection meter
Characters involved: Renita Hayes
Extra effect: Any player in your party [ carrying a flashlight ] will be able to shine it in dark places. This does an additional +1 damage every time they hit any sort of mob (including boss mobs!) when they flash it at them.
If you one person rolls a mob in a PRP/SOLO/ORP thread, nobody else in the thread has to roll for mobs! This post's effect is applicable to ALL characters, flashlight or none!
OOC
[ Infection Rate ]: 20 /100
Character's name: Renita Hayes
Character's faction: Apartments
Character's journal link: here
Character's survival stats: here
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Renita has thick, dark brown hair, cut in a medium length bob. Her eyes are brown. She stands at about 5'6" and has a curvy but relatively fit figure. Generally dresses modestly and/or professionally, with a love of sweaters.
