[ SEREVA ]♤Mall District Survivor -----------------------------
PROMPT
You're not too sure how, but your character has fallen asleep. If you are in a group with multiple people, each person just dreams a separate dream. As a mix-up, optionally if you are in a group, you can have one of the people be the VICTIM in your dream if you wish (or victims!) You are aware you are asleep, but nothing you do will wake yourself up in this dream. You walk along the dream, and are forced into multiple unwilling scenarios.
SEREVA FALLS ASLEEP, GETTING FORCED INTO THE DREAM WITH NO ESCAPE. SHE STRUGGLES TO WAKE UP BUT REALIZES HOW TRAPPED SHE REALLY IS. SPOTTING ANOTHER PERSON SHE WALKS TOWARDS THEM. HER YANDERE SIDE TAKING OVER AND PROBABLY SCARING THE PERSON OFF (AARAN).
OOC: SCENARIO 5
Scenario requirements:In the first, you are chasing someone with a weapon of choice down a long hallway, and they beg you to stop. In the second, you turn a hallway, and see them hiding in the room. You can hear them breathing and drag them out from their hiding spot. In the third you raise your weapon against the victim.
As you wake up you realize it was all a dream, and you are sweating intently. Your hands however, are covered in blood. (If a player is RPING the victim, when they wake up they take -10 damage, and are bleeding at [random location ], otherwise make up a bloodied, unconscious victim)
When the event is over, add +10 infection to your character's infection meter. Characters involved: Sereva Extra effect: N/A
[ 21- 40 ] Your paranoia begins to build up even more. You begin to get angry as well, and your skin begins to itch sporadically. Sometimes, instead of just voices, you swear you see faces of familiar people in the distance. They always fade away when you stare directly at them.
Character's name: Sereva Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link: [x] Character's survival stats: #77 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Fit body structure, that of a hunter ♠ Grey eyes with a cyan ring through the middle of the iris (contacts) ♠ Vibrant purple hair pulled back in a high pony tail ♠ Punk a** and courageous attitude.
TAG
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 2:33 am
"Huh?"
Aaran thought he heard something coming down the hallway, but when he looked through the darkness there was nothing there. Not that he hadn't expected that either. Voices still muttered to him, setting him on edge, paranoia threading through his mind.
He looked again just to be sure.
Now he could see someone walking towards him, her face covered by a mask. She didn't look like anyone Aaran knew, the smiling creeping him out.
He backed up a few steps. "D-dude, I'm not here to pick a fight man."
[ SEREVA ]♤Mall District Survivor -----------------------------
PROMPT
You are chasing someone with a weapon of choice down a long hallway, and they beg you to stop.
SEREVA HAS A KNIFE. WITH A SMILE SHE BEGINS TO CHASE AARAN LIKE A SADISTIC GAME OF CAT AND MOUSE. EVEN WITH THE BEGGING SHE DOESN'T LOOK LIKE SHE WILL LET UP ANY TIME SOON. OR THAT SHE EVEN CAN. (In her mind she wants to stop but her split personality has taken over.)
[ 21- 40 ] Your paranoia begins to build up even more. You begin to get angry as well, and your skin begins to itch sporadically. Sometimes, instead of just voices, you swear you see faces of familiar people in the distance. They always fade away when you stare directly at them.
Character's name: Sereva Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link: [x] Character's survival stats: #77 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Fit body structure, that of a hunter ♠ Grey eyes with a cyan ring through the middle of the iris (contacts) ♠ Vibrant purple hair pulled back in a high pony tail ♠ Punk a** and courageous attitude.
TAG
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 2:39 am
He could see the knife, glinting evily in what little light there was. "Uhh..h-hey, how about we talk this out..."
He didn't want to fight her, instead spinning on his heels and running down the long and narrow hallway. He could hear her footsteps behind him, and he put on a burst of speed. But no matter what he did the woman in the mask would not be shaken.
"Stop, please don't hurt me!" He called out, but his pleas fall on deaf ears. With a curse he runs around a corner, leaping into a room and shoving the door closed. Desperately he looks for a hiding spot, and spies a janitors closet in the corner.
There is also a bed, which he quickly upturns, to make it look like he has hidden there, before sliding into the closet as silent as possible.
[ SEREVA ]♤Mall District Survivor -----------------------------
PROMPT
You turn a hallway, and see them hiding in the room. You can hear them breathing and drag them out from their hiding spot.
SEREVA TURNS DOWN THE HALLWAY, LISTENING CAREFULY AS SHE SEARCHES FOR HER LITTLE MOUSE. "COME OUT, ITS ALRIGHT<3" SHE SAYS. TAKING ANOTHER STEP INTO THE ROOM SHE HEARS THE BREATHING. REACHING UNDER/OVER/IN WHATEVER THEY ARE HIDDING IN SHE DRAGS THEM OUT "I FOUND YOU<3 WHAT ARE YOU HIDDING FOR?~" SHE ASKS AS SHE ATTEMPTS TO HOLD AARAN BY THE HAIR.
[ 21- 40 ] Your paranoia begins to build up even more. You begin to get angry as well, and your skin begins to itch sporadically. Sometimes, instead of just voices, you swear you see faces of familiar people in the distance. They always fade away when you stare directly at them.
Character's name: Sereva Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link: [x] Character's survival stats: #77 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Fit body structure, that of a hunter ♠ Grey eyes with a cyan ring through the middle of the iris (contacts) ♠ Vibrant purple hair pulled back in a high pony tail ♠ Punk a** and courageous attitude.
TAG
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 2:49 am
Through the small slits in the cupboard he can see her enter the room. Of course she would come in, it wasn't like it was the only place there and hadn't made a ton of noise. His breathing was heavy from the run, and he found it difficult to mask it as she moved around, peeking into nooks and looking behind his makeshift 'hiding place'. It didn't deter her in the slightest.
Suddenly the door is thrown open, and a hand pulls him out of the hiding. "AH! LET GO!" Aaran was a big man, and he knew how to handle himself, but the hold was strong, and no matter how hard he struggled to get away she held him fast.
He felt her hand grasp his hair, painfully yanking him backwards and forcing him to look her way. "Leave me alone! Please, don't hurt me!" He begged again.
[ SEREVA ]♤Mall District Survivor -----------------------------
PROMPT
You raise your weapon against the victim.
"SHHH, I'LL HELP ALL YOUR WORRIES GO AWAY. YOU NEVER HAVE TO STRESS ABOUT BEING INFECTED AGAIN" SHE WOULD SAY, SMILING AS SHE HOLDS THE KNIFE TO AARAN'S NECK. QUICKLY SHE WOULD PULL HER HAND BACK, A SMILE CURLING AGAINST HER LIPS. SNAP. HER HAND THRUSTS FORWARD, DIGGING AND TWISTING INTO AARAN'S SHOULDER. WATCHING AARAN'S REACTION AS BLOOD COVERS THE KNIFE, HER HANDS, AND MAYBE GET SOME DRIPPING EVEN ON HER MASK. (In her mind is is terrified, constantly repeating "No... no... no! Im sorry..").
[ 21- 40 ] Your paranoia begins to build up even more. You begin to get angry as well, and your skin begins to itch sporadically. Sometimes, instead of just voices, you swear you see faces of familiar people in the distance. They always fade away when you stare directly at them.
Character's name: Sereva Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link: [x] Character's survival stats: #77 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Fit body structure, that of a hunter ♠ Grey eyes with a cyan ring through the middle of the iris (contacts) ♠ Vibrant purple hair pulled back in a high pony tail ♠ Punk a** and courageous attitude.
TAG
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 3:01 am
Her twisted words didn't soothe him in the slightest, only making him struggle harder. He did stop though, the knife placed near the skin of his neck making him freeze on the spot, not wanting to risk injury.
He watched as she pulled her hand back, eyes wide at the blade held over his head. "N-no..please...NO!"
When he felt the knife pierce his shoulder he scream, loud and terrified as red hot pain raced through his being. The scream tore through his lungs as the knife did with his body, before it tapered off into a whimper, leaving him to pass out on the floor.
[ SEREVA ]♤Mall District Survivor -----------------------------
PROMPT
As you wake up you realize it was all a dream, and you are sweating intently. Your hands however, are covered in blood.
s**t JUST GOT REAL. SEREVA WAKES UP, SEES HER HANDS, SEES THE UNCONSCIOUS AARAN (HOW THE ******** HE GET THERE?). STARTS TO PANIC AND ATTEMPTS TO STOP THE BLEEDING AARAN IS SUFFERING BY RIPPING OFF SOME PART OF HER CLOTHING AND PRESSURIZING/BANDAGING THE WOUND. BUT SHE STARTS TO FREAK OUT THE MORE BLOOD THERE IS (Even if she is used to blood since she was a butcher). HERE PARANOID SIDE TAKES OVER, AS SHE BACKS OUT AND RUNS AWAY FROM THE SCENE.
[ 41 - 60 ]Your paranoia has peaked. You feel terrified, alone, but you also feel the anger of being left alone. You begin to sweat, building a light fever and nausea. You sometimes pause mid-conversation entirely as in front of you sometimes appear people familiar to you, talking to you instead (if you are at this stage, you must consistently roll 1d10 per non-battle post you make, and if you roll 1-3 you begin to hallucinate).
Character's name: Sereva Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link: [x] Character's survival stats: #77 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Fit body structure, that of a hunter ♠ Grey eyes with a cyan ring through the middle of the iris (contacts) ♠ Vibrant purple hair pulled back in a high pony tail ♠ Punk a** and courageous attitude.
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