The problem was, Monica didn't know where she was running to. She was just wandering. She couldn't head back out into the fog, where it was dark and she was blind. She didn't want to go inside the hospital - she'd heard bad things about it. And it sure was confusing enough out here. Anyway, wasn't it where she'd last seen Greta? And if she stayed outside, Cory could come find her.
"Cory? Greta? Corgi!" Monica called, feeling the vast emptiness of the hospital's grounds. There was never a response, and it seemed to get foggier the more she traveled to the east. "Hello?" she said, voice pinching itself higher. Still noth - wait, yes. There was Greta's voice, gentle and soft. "Seek the thorns," she said, but Monica scoffed.
"That's silly, Greta." Why would she do that? She didn't want to - ahh, now everyone was talking over her! There were so many voices...Monica spun in a circle. Where had the hospital gone? She'd just walked away from it. Or, no. She'd just walked away from the campfire. But she'd been staying within the fence. She didn't know what was going on, and everyone was talking at once. "Wait - wait - where are we?" Monica asked. "Why can't I see any of you?"
OOC: SCENARIO uhhh outside awakening lol
Scenario requirements:Your character wanders around outside, too scared to go into the hospital, too scared to go back to the fog. At some point the fog encroaches, and envelops them entirely. They begin to hear voices from all directions, and it directly shatters their psyche as they are no longer able to process or comprehend what or who they are. They wander the fog for hours, trapped in a state of non-living, as they begin to develop several personas, and talk to each persona of themselves to cope with the situation.
Eventually the effect subsides, and they escape the fog, feeling shaken. It feels like however, a switch has become undone, and they might become unstable again, to the point of even being taken over by the other personas.
If rping this event with multiple people, you only have to pick ONE person to get trapped by the fog, as the other people simply search for them. At the end as the fog recedes they can find them again!
When the event is over, add +10 infection to your character's infection meter Extra effect: no mob summons, -10 infection for repelling gms, double damage for naming gms
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 15 /100
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 10:00 pm
Monica didn't know what was going on. What would Lieutenant Monica have said? Or, ah, Lieutenant Chavez. Man, but Monica was bad at this.
She'd be confident, Monica thought. Ideally maybe also a little bit taller. "We can work together!" she'd say, brimming with enthusiasm. "Maybe we can make a mental map? Ten steps to the left is a tree..."
But Monica was too scared for that. "I don't...nothing makes sense," she said, uncomfortable. "I turn around and everything keeps changing."
"Now that," Lieutenant Monica would say. "Is just your mind playing tricks on you!"
But she hadn't been here. She didn't know how it'd felt.
OOC: SCENARIO uhhh outside awakening lol
Scenario requirements:Your character wanders around outside, too scared to go into the hospital, too scared to go back to the fog. At some point the fog encroaches, and envelops them entirely. They begin to hear voices from all directions, and it directly shatters their psyche as they are no longer able to process or comprehend what or who they are. They wander the fog for hours, trapped in a state of non-living, as they begin to develop several personas, and talk to each persona of themselves to cope with the situation.
Eventually the effect subsides, and they escape the fog, feeling shaken. It feels like however, a switch has become undone, and they might become unstable again, to the point of even being taken over by the other personas.
If rping this event with multiple people, you only have to pick ONE person to get trapped by the fog, as the other people simply search for them. At the end as the fog recedes they can find them again!
When the event is over, add +10 infection to your character's infection meter Extra effect: no mob summons, -10 infection for repelling gms, double damage for naming gms
OOC
Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 15 /100
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 10:02 pm
Or maybe...maybe Monica was the responsible older sister. Mocha. "Corgi, you need to eat," she'd frown. "Corgi, stay close to me - no, stop!"
"I love you, Corgi, but I don't know what I'd do if you just wandered across the street and a car hit you."
"I'm not Corgi," Monica whispered. "I'm Mocha." The childhood nickname felt a little juvenile coming out of her lips. She'd never said it. "I mean. I'm Monica."
"Don't be silly," Mocha laughed. "Come on; we've gotta get back to prison. Then you can stay there while I fight all the undying off for you, 'kay?" There was a phantom hand at Monica's back. It was cold, like the fog. Monica didn't understand anything.
That's not what I'd say, Monica thought. But the words had the ring of truth, anyway.
OOC
Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 15 /100
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 10:06 pm
Maybe sometimes she just wanted to be carefree. "Let's go play ball," Kid Monica said - no, she had to be Mo, like her parents had called her when Monica had thought they loved her. "Sure, it's dark, but I'm wide awake. I'm not sleepy!"
"Where would we get the ball?" Monica said, desperate.
"You've got balls, right? You're big!" Mo bounced around her, reaching eagerly at her pockets. Good thing Mo was even shorter than Monica. "Ooh, what's this?"
"That's rubbing alcohol," said Monica desperately. "But I n - I need it."
"Wha' for?" Mo yawned. "You're not playing with it!" Then she dashed away, and Monica gave chase - until the fog had cleared, and Mo wasn't there. But the alcohol was, laying on the ground with just a bit spilled out of the cap. Monica picked it up and screwed the cap back on. This place was creepy...
OOC
Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 15 /100
