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Tweak says, "think of the red head"

Alma Karma [Not Akuma] (sinkinglotus) wrote in marinasylum,
@ 2011-05-27 00:26:00

Entry tags:

akito/agito/lind wanijima, allen walker, alma karma, castiel, kaito wanijima, lavi, lelouch vi britannia, miles edgeworth, road kamelot, sasuke uchiha, saya otonashi, yu kanda

[Dream Event | Open]
The room is dark and wide, the sound of your breathing echoes. Your breath puffs visibly before your face from the cold. There are far corners and deep walls, where tall columns stretching out to the tall ceiling as if to reach for a sky that isn't there. They are all shadowed but mirrors line them--broken. shattered. streaked with blood. scattered across every surface, whether standing, lying, or crumple as if thrown to the side--the only light glimmering from the pools that are spread out around the room.

Something draws you to the mirrors, perhaps it the reflection looking back at you. Is it yours? At first. But blink once and it will change. What is staring back at you now? A shadow? A face so like your own, but with eyes of a stranger?

Someone you used to know. Someone you've never met. The look in the mirror you never want to see. Are their lips moving? Can you hear the whispers?

CRASH.

Something shatters. Will you try to find out what it is?

Or will you step to the pools of green light, shimmering with dancing shadows toward the ceiling above you?

If you go deeper into the room, the sound of the shattering will get closer and closer--broken glass littering the floor, broken faces with twisted smiles and dark eyes gleaming from the pieces.

{OOC: This is Alma's world. The mirrors will show each person a part of themselves, whether it be one they know or one they've never seen before. Feel free to do damage to the room! Alma sure is. Event-style threadjacking is allowed as long as permission was asked for first, and your character does not see what other characters see in the mirrors or pools unless the player(s) say so. Also be warned: Violent and disturbing content is possible in these threads.}

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	sinkinglotus 2011-05-27 06:14 am UTC (link)
	[There is no body, only glass. But if he looks closer he might notice things--a stitch of clothing, a finger, foot--still showing through on the broken shards. He might even notice the one with his head, the rope still stretched across his neck.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	primeprosecutor 2011-05-28 02:20 am UTC (link)
	[He does notice, and he catches sight of his eyes. They're still bulging, still staring--it makes his skin crawl. He won't look any longer, but he has to wonder why he can see bits and pieces of himself through the mirror. It makes no sense, no logical sense.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	sinkinglotus 2011-05-28 04:13 pm UTC (link)
	[Logic is circular, linear, fluid. Nothing makes sense when it all fits. Shouldn't he know this, as a prosecutor? The glass around him begins to shake and rattle, as if tiny tremors wave through the room, but he cannot feel them. Is something coming? Where is it? Where is it? Behind him? Below him? It's coming. Don't turn around.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

primeprosecutor
2011-05-29 08:18 pm UTC (link)

[It's a tiny lurch at first, and the sudden chatter of his teeth might have been missed with the clattering of the glass. His hands have subtly started to shake as he realizes with sudden certainty that an earthquake is about to send him into a mindless state of panic.]

[His chest is tight, and it's hard to breathe, but he turns without thinking. He wants out, he needs to get out--he wants to find somewhere safe and open and wide and bright, and he's no longer thinking. It's hard to think when one's mind has been utterly consumed with fear.]

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	sinkinglotus 2011-05-30 05:09 am UTC (link)
	[But there is nothing there. All he can see are mirrors and pools of green light. The quake begins to fade. And he is too late to avoid the thick rope that drops from the ceiling and loops tightly around his neck, pulling him up into the air.] (Reply to this) (Parent)

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