freedem_mods (freedem_mods) wrote in freedem_uni, @ 2010-09-11 18:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | #interaction, #plot, emma bishop, liadan quinn, tsurugi kudou |
Dark Dimension: Part Two (Liadan, Emma, Tsurugi)
Who: Liadan, Emma, Tsurugi
What: Dark Dimension
Where: In the Creepy Room, then the evil church
When: Monday, October 30th, 2009
Rating: PG (Language)
Status: Complete
fumods: The people in your room wake up at around the same time, it's pitch black if after waiting a few minutes your eyes begin to adjust to the light but it's still hard to see much of anything due to the basically non-exisant lighting conditions. Obviously if you make any noises the other person(s) in your room can hear you but you can't see anyone or anything else at first as you're laying on the floor.
roving priestess: Liadan makes a really startled sound and then says... "Hello?"
sinfulaffinity: Slowly Emma becomes aware of her surroundings, snapping awake to stare into the dark. The voice is familiar and she whispers, "Liadan? I-It's Emma. Is. . .is anyone else h-here?"
thisfoldedheart: Tsurugi turns in the directions of the voices and says, "here", though he's backing himself into (hopefully) a wall.
roving priestess: "Hold on a second?" There's the sound of Liadan rustling through a bag and then she casts a light spell to light up the room.
roving priestess: Liadan is holding a small pen which is what the light is emanating from and holds it up so she can see.
fumods: You can now see everything within a 20' radius of Liadan clearly, the room appears fairly large and there's a few pieces of furniture in it. A wooden chair pushed back from a desk, a comfy chair, an oil lamp, some papers, ink and quill on the desk and a table with three chairs, otherwise the room is fair sparse and the light doesn't reach all corners of it.
sinfulaffinity: Eyelashes flutter while she adjusts to the light. "Where a-are w-we?"
thisfoldedheart: At the flash of light Tsurugi looks up and sees somewhat familiar faces. He stops moving and looks around the room, not saying a word.
roving priestess: "I don't know... is everyone okay?" Liadan spots the lamp and moves over to light it if she can, otherwise she will want to look at the papers on the desk.
sinfulaffinity: Nodding toward Liadan, she looks over what's on the table. Shifting uncomfortably, the Empath murmurs, "does. . .does a-anyone h-have a lighter? Or-or matches?"
thisfoldedheart: Tsurugi shakes his head. "Only more paper." He moves closer to the only source of light in the room. "Someone means three of us to be here," he says as he indicates the three chairs in half-darkness.
roving priestess: Liadan nods, looking uncomfortable and picking up the papers to see if there's anything written on it. "I was just walking in the woods and I heard a scream..."
sinfulaffinity: Brows furrow. "So-so was I. Th-Then everything w-went black." Glancing at the man she muses, "was-was it th-the same for you?" He was right, somebody had planned on their arrival but why?
fumods: This first paper appears to be a letter from the formatting but the language you have no idea what it is. It doesn't look like anything you've ever seen. The second paper has a list... in the same language as the letter. The third paper is blank. Something... about those papers though Liadan just... reeks of evil.
thisfoldedheart: "I heard the scream too." Tsurugi replies, nodding at Emma but other than that he just looks sullen, obviously troubled.
roving priestess: Liadan moves to place the papers on the table and brings the light so everyone can see. "Can anyone read this?"
sinfulaffinity: Touching the pages, she tries but is unable to make any of it out. It's clearly not English. "I've n-never seen th-this language b-before." Glances over to Tsurugi, "h-have you?"
thisfoldedheart: "Looks familiar..." He reaches out a hand to touch the pieces of paper too, but doesn't at the last moment, recoiling. "...but no. Don't know how to read this."
fumods: (This music starts off soft, seeping i through the walls slowly, it seems to come from all around and not just one direction: http://www.box.net/shared/2qqr5mxda6 )
roving priestess: Liadan jumps, looking around nervously and holding her light higher. Then she folds up the paper and puts it in her bag, looking around some more, trying to find a way our or something she can use.
roving priestess: Then she thinks about it again and takes out the blank page, moving over to the ink well. Can she write on it?
fumods: Sure she can.
roving priestess: She writes a sentence, something simple like. "Where are we?"
sinfulaffinity: Startled, Emma tries to focus on the voices. Does she get anything? Wearily, she tries one of the drawers to see if she can open it.
fumods: After a moment writing appears underneath what Liadan wrote. "You're with me." The drawers open easily and inside of them you can find a couple of daggers and a vial while has a stopper in it. A purple liquid is inside of it.
roving priestess: "You're with me...?" Liadan reads out loud, brow creasing in consternation as she writes again. "And who are you?" She speaks the words aloud as she writes them.
thisfoldedheart: Tsurugi looks into the drawer and picks up one of the daggers, using the point of it to poke at the vial. "Poison." He says to Emma.
sinfulaffinity: Picking up the other dagger, she examines the vial without touching it. "H-How can you b-be sure?" Still searching for any emotional signitures outside of their group, she carefully touches the vial.
thisfoldedheart: "Smells like poison." Is all he says, still holding the dagger in his hand.
roving priestess: Liadan holds out her hand for the vial. "May I see it?" If so, she will cast detect poison.
fumods: Underneath the question appears writing. "I am the omega." There is nothing emotional here, the place is unnaturally void of everything it seems almost. The vial is not poison.
roving priestess: "It's not poison." Liadan shakes her hand and hands the vial back.
roving priestess: Then she thinks better of it and will open it to smell it carefully, to see if she can detect any herbs or have an idea what it is.
fumods: (There's most definitely some herbs in there!)
roving priestess: (would she be able to figure out what type though? They have distinctive scents)
sinfulaffinity: "Can you tell wh-what it is Liadan?" Hmm, omega? That's. . .strange. "M-Maybe you should ask it wh-why it's brought us h-here?"
thisfoldedheart: "Maybe we should try to escape." Tsurugi leaves the two women and walks towards the door, trying to open it. If it can't be opened, he'll just peer under the gap.
fumods: (There is no door)
thisfoldedheart: (( Right, then he'll just go round the perimeter of them room examining the walls.
fumods: Suddenly... A window appears... An eerie light stereaming through it when peered out of it seems almost... black and white. ( http://0.tqn.com/d/paranormal/1/0/y/2/co
thisfoldedheart: "Over here!" He calls to the other two, gesturing to the window. Although he's not looking out of it himself, standing beside it with his back against the wall. "There is someone outside."
roving priestess: Writes "Why have you brought us here?" Liadan scribbles hurriedly before handing the paper over to Emma, not wanting to touch it anymore as she moves over to look out the window, a sinking feeling in her stomach.
fumods: (Herbs, Borage and Calendula)
fumods: "Because this is where you belong."
sinfulaffinity: Emma takes the pages, reading aloud on her way toward the window. "Because this is where you belong." Eyes move upward to stare outside, again reaching but this time outward. Who was this figure? She writes on the page, 'why do we belong here?'
thisfoldedheart: Examines the window while trying not to look at what is beyond it, searching for a latch or any other way that it can be opened. Can he open the window?
roving priestess: Stores the vial away in her satchel carefully, wondering why there's something like that here. Those herbs are usually used in cold medicines or for flu.
fumods: "This is your home." There appears to be no way to open the window, but if you touch it, the window is clearly made of glass.
sinfulaffinity: Reading the question then answer aloud she remains confused. "Wh-What does it mean?"
roving priestess: Shakes her head. "I don't know..." Looks at the window "Should we go through the window?"
thisfoldedheart: "Someone wants us to stay" He replies, moving away from the window once it's evident that it won't open. "Maybe it is from that..." he points at the small figure outside.
sinfulaffinity: Staring at the figure, she squints. "Or maybe it-it's their home?" 'Who is the child?'
thisfoldedheart: "Don't know... Can you contact it?" Asks Emma, reluctantly peering out of the window again. "Ask the writer of the words if he is the one outside."
roving priestess: Liadan knocks on the window.
fumods: The light from the window fades, the image behind it falling into darkness and a door appears on the far side of the room, light streaming into the room around it's edges.
sinfulaffinity: Turning toward the new light, she bites her bottom lip. Writing on the page again she asks, 'who is the child?' Gesturing at the door, she whispers, "whatever it-it is, it wasnt us t-to follow."
roving priestess: "Should we go through the door...?" Liadan looks uncertain.
thisfoldedheart: Tsurugi is still holding one of the daggers by the hilt and decides to keep it with him. He moves towards the door first, looking back at the others.
thisfoldedheart: "I will go first. This time, it's not 'ladies first'." He tells the other two though he still looks extremely reluctant.
sinfulaffinity: "C-Careful," she warns, unsure of what might be on the other side. "I don't th-think we have much choice."
roving priestess: Liadan, picks up the other dagger and hands it to Emma. "I've got magic," she murmurs, thinking she doesn't need the dagger.
fumods: Suddenly the light in the window springs back to life and the blurred ghostly face of the child is within a foot of it, seeming to be peering into the window. It's head tilted in a curious manner and a little girls voice seeps into the room again. "Have you seen my mommy...?"
thisfoldedheart: He starts at the voice, turning to point the dagger towards the window. "Who are you?"
sinfulaffinity: Again focusing on the figure she tries to get a read on it. Anything?
roving priestess: Liadan moves hurriedly away from the window, eyes wide. "Can we go?" Sounds nervous.
fumods: There is nothing on this figure, it is completely emotionless, a void of sorts. "Are you my mommy?" The blurred and ghostly child's head turns to tilt to the other side but remains on the other side of the window.
sinfulaffinity: Taking a deep breath, she replies tenderly, "maybe w-we can help you f-find her. What's your name?"
roving priestess: Reaches out to hold onto Tsurugi if he'll let her. Looks pleading. "Can we go? The letters felt evil and if that's the same thing I don't want to talk to it." Looks at Emma. "Please can we go?"
roving priestess: "Remember what happened last time?"
thisfoldedheart: He doesn't know what had happened to them, but he wants to leave too. "Yes, let's go." Says as he tugs on Emma's sleeve. "It does not seem like a friendly presence. We should leave it alone."
sinfulaffinity: Frowns. "And l-last time we-we saved a person's life. If-If we hadn't talked to h-her it might n-not have been possible." After a moment the Empath sighs, defeated. "But m-maybe you're right."
thisfoldedheart: He sighs then, glancing back at the window, just once. "Maybe I can try to hear its thoughts..." The hand holding the dagger is limp at his side, posture unagressive as he starts edging back towards the window.
roving priestess: Chastised, Liadan's face falls for a moment, but then she looks determined.
thisfoldedheart: Tsurugi tries, mentally reaching out to the child, but after ten seconds or so it begins to tire him. "Nothing." Reports, shuddering a little. "It is not human. Let's go."
fumods: The little ghostly girl begins to speak again but her voice breaks and cracks, the words undecipherable like coming through an old telephone with a bad signal before the image fades out again.
roving priestess: Seems relieved, still subdued and quiet however as she looks over toward the door and reaches out to touch it, testing to see if there's anything... on it.
sinfulaffinity: Filing away the scene, she looks back toward the door and waits to see what's behind it.
thisfoldedheart: He waits for Liadan, standing just behind her with his dagger at the ready.
fumods: The door is perfectly normal it seems, nothing on it, nothing wrong with it.
roving priestess: Liadan opens the door.
fumods: Look! There's some blackness.
thisfoldedheart: Tsurugi sticks out a hand, preventing Liadan from going any further. "Can you... throw a light?" He asks her.
roving priestess: Holds up the pen that she was using as the light stick. "I can... throw this?"
thisfoldedheart: He frowns. "Only if you can make another."
roving priestess: "I can make another." Liadan promises and then winds back, throwing it through.
sinfulaffinity: Holding the papers to her chest, she readies the dagger with the other.
fumods: And you flick the pen! It gets enveloped in darkness but... after a few seconds you hear it hit something metal sounding on the other side.
thisfoldedheart: He looks at the others uncertainly. "Should we go...?" He calls out into the darkness. "Anyone else there?"
roving priestess: Reaches out to hold onto Tsurugi's arm tightly and then sticks her head through, wincing as if she's expecting to get hurt.
sinfulaffinity: Though it hasn't been working in here she tries again to sense anyone. "P-Proceed w-with caution?"
thisfoldedheart: "Okay... We will go." To Liadan: "Make another light...? Please?"
fumods: Hey Liadan! You see a metal walkway high above what almost appears to be a factor of sorts, however there seems like there's a large pane of glass that separates the walk way from below the boiling vats of... god knows what. On the other end of the walk way there's a door.
roving priestess: Pulls her head back in. And relates what she saw. "There's no need for another light." To the two of them and then... steps through the door.
sinfulaffinity: Follows behind Liadan, eyes searching around for anything that might be a sign of danger.
thisfoldedheart: Sticks close to Emma, in front of her but still behind Liadan. He's still holding the dagger out. "To the door...?"
roving priestess: Liadan nods, taking a deep breath and then steeling herself. "To the door..." She begins to move forward.
sinfulaffinity: Continuing on she keeps her senses sharp, hand gripping the dagger tightly.
fumods: All right you head to the door, it's unlocked and can be opened easily.
fumods: You open the door and find this behind it. ( http://inhabitat.com/files/thorncrown-ch
roving priestess: Blinks at the chapel and then opens it wider for everyone to see.
sinfulaffinity: Takes in the scene, "it's beautiful. B-But. . .how?" Glancing from one companion to the next she wonders if they have any idea what could create such a place, if it was even real at all.
thisfoldedheart: "Maybe it is not real.." Suspiciously, moving ahead of Liadan. He goes to examine one of the nearby ferns, poking at the leaves with his dagger.
roving priestess: Liadan, steps in as well, not really saying much as she looks around.
fumods: It seems pretty real.
roving priestess: Starts to look around, to see if there's anything she can find.
sinfulaffinity: Joins Liadan in the search, being sure not to wander far from the group.
thisfoldedheart: Shrugging, Tsurugi goes to look around too. He checks between and under all the benches, making it a point to stop once in a while to ensure that the other two are doing alright.
fumods: The further you get back in the pews feelings start sinking in. Emma there's a large mix of emotions, almost like there's a large number of people near by all feeling different things. Tsurugi you can feel thoughts and Liadan... you feel evil.
roving priestess: Makes a soft, unhappy sound, shaking her head and looking at the others. "I've got a bad feeling guys..." Quietly.
sinfulaffinity: "Th-There are people n-nearby. L-Lots of th-them. I-I can't pick just one ou-out. . ."
thisfoldedheart: Almost at the same time, he looks up, re-joining the other two. "Me too... I hear them."
roving priestess: Doesn't want to go any further and stops, making the sign of the cross and prays for protection from evil for the three of them.
fumods: Whoooo... and you all glow a little.
sinfulaffinity: Bows her head, saying a silent prayer before tempting the unknown and trying to sense which direction the emotions are coming from.
thisfoldedheart: He's not at all concerned with prayers or anything of the sort. Instead, he closes his eyes and tries to listen out for distinctive words.
fumods: The emotions seem to be coming from down the road out the back of the chapel. The thoughts are... strangely muddled but you can make out there's some sort of... group mentality there. A sect of some sort?... They seem to be... praying... To a great god.
roving priestess: Continues toward the back of the chapel... Is she feeling any more evil?
thisfoldedheart: "Worship." Tsurugi frowns, opening his eyes again. "There are thoughts. Thoughts of the brainwashed people."
fumods: The feeling is more evil and the more you move forward you can see down the trail and there's an obvious gather of sorts, a dozen worshipers bowed down around a person nailed up on a cross.
sinfulaffinity: "It-'it's coming from th-that direction," points toward the back of the chapel. "M-Maybe we should head the other w-way?"
thisfoldedheart: "Back into the ground?" He's shaking his head, not wanting to go back where they came from. "I wonder if there is another way.." He looks around, eyes deliberately avoiding the gathering below.
roving priestess: Liadan makes a soft sound, her brow creasing in horror and she makes the sign of the cross, shaking her head. Her voice shakes when she speaks, whispering softly. "Not good... not good... not good..."
sinfulaffinity: "N-No, I meant away from th-them in any direction," she clarified, sharing in the feeling of not wanting to go back the way they came.
thisfoldedheart: "It seems like there are only two ways." He glances at Emma, gesturing towards the path. "Is that someone you wish to help too..?"
roving priestess: "We can't go back and we can't go forward..." Looks to her side and goes to check the bushes before... looking back at Tsurugi and Emma.
sinfulaffinity: "Th-there are always more th-than two options," she replies, letting the second question go unanswered. Searches to the right, past the bushes.
thisfoldedheart: He just makes a face, stepping into the foliage as well, muttering something about disturbing nature.
roving priestess: Just follows Tsurugi and Emma.
fumods: After pushing through a faint trail seems to spring up, almost out of no where and begins to wind through a forest.
sinfulaffinity: Grip loosens a little on the dagger as she leads the way along this mysterious path. It felt like they were being led, but to what?
thisfoldedheart: He's still got the dagger held out in front of him, moving in steady but cautious strides. Anywhere but near that mysterious group. Anywhere else was fine...
roving priestess: Keeps close to Tsurugi, very aware of the fact that out of the three of them she has no weapons.
sinfulaffinity: Staying close to the group they continue on. What do they find at the end of the path?
fumods: At the end of the path there's a door... Just... kind of hanging out there.
fumods: It's standing and looks almost like it's embedded into the air it self.
roving priestess: Looks at the two of them and then reaches out to open the door cautiously.
fumods: (They can look around the frame... Oh and by the way, you can feel people coming from behind you as their thoughts, feelings and evilness filter into the area)
roving priestess: Looks behind them, eyes wide.
thisfoldedheart: "They're coming..." Confirms it, but he looks around the door rather than through it. What is there?
sinfulaffinity: Slightly anxious, touching the doorknob cautiously. "We need to hurry."
roving priestess: Throws caution to the wind and opens the door, gesturing frantically for the others to go through. Unknown in front was much better than certain evil behind in her mind.
thisfoldedheart: It's too late to consider any alternatives now, so he stands aside to let Emma throughfirst.
sinfulaffinity: Nodding, she goes first. What does she find?
roving priestess: Gestures for Tsurugi to go through as well. She doesn't know what his powers are, but she knows that she has a shield spell. "Hurry!"
fumods: With the noises up front the presences seem to be moving forward more quickly. The door in front of them seems almost like a mix of stars and outer space