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let's set d o w n some ([personal profile] groundrules) wrote in [community profile] westwhere2022-10-22 07:42 pm

the clock tower


Happy Hallow-elevator! The clock tower event lasts between 22 October and 8 November. ICly, the tower incursion stretches around a week, and you’re welcome to have your character investigate something else, if they finish early!



THE CLOCK TOWER




ALL IS AS ALL WAS| TRIAL & NO ERRORS | THE TOWER




ALL IS AS ALL WAS

Play it cool, as Serthica’s customs officers pore over your passport papers, before grudgingly allowing you overground. Minaras, you hear, is hunting a delinquent.

Both it and Eidris fare well, with no sign of the damage that preceded the Unwinding. Locals no longer behave eerily, dragons and clockwork droids roam freely, and everyone hates taxes.

Yet perfect strangers insist they know you. Your assigned address leads to a different house. The roads, buildings and architecture look ‘lived in,’ but changed.

No one remembers the Unwinding.

Burlap mannequins sometimes watch from mirrors, windows and reflecting surfaces.

■ You might hear shifting and scratching in Eidris walls.

Minaras has doubled its bounty for a man not unlike Leonard McCoy.

Black fungal spores are found on the increasingly voluminous experiment vials, specimens and supplies thrown out by Minaras medical facilities.

■ Frail and confused, Ellethia survivor Zenobius finally awakens. A short thread is up for RNG grabs.




TRIALS & NO ERRORS

The guard troops that Eidris and Minaras assign to the Neutral Zone now protect King Thivar and High Councillor Arabella during the annual Sanctuary Reckoning trials. Both adjudicate cases that violate the ceasefire.

Prolonging the trials buys time for your companions in the clock tower.

■ Create a distraction — flood the judgement hall rooms? Fire? Illusions?

■ Pose as trial participants: perhaps you are of Eidris, and you caught this wicked Minaraian raiding your home? Mayhap this wretched man of Eidris stole your girlfriend? Wait, you’re a Minaraian who wants to kill King Thivar?

■ …organise breakouts, if Thivar or Arabella have your jailed. You are first imprisoned in makeshift Sanctuary cells — all but poorly locked, glorified closets. Get a trial sentence!

Thivar and Arabella treat the trials as a box-ticking exercise.





THE TOWER

As Eidris and Minaras play court, you can infiltrate the Neutral Zone clock tower of Vassarizhia.

■ Only token security remains. The door is unlocked.

Karsa supplies paper talismans that must be burned in the watch fire at the tower’s top level.

■ Each burned talisman amplifies the reveal spell that Karsa activates. Link a finished burning thread by 8 November to help the cause.

■ A November mod post will describe how much of Serthica’s ‘undeath’ characters can see.

■ Placing Magnus’ dragon eye before the tower’s telescope will allow characters to always see Serthica’s undeath, moving forward.




✘ ELEVATOR ETIQUETTE

Imperfect stillness dominates Vassarizhia: your footsteps do not click, words die in your mouth. The tower’s rickety gear slither silently. Your heartbeat aligns with the clock’s tick… tock.
You have the growing, gnarly certainty that you have invaded something ancient and alive.

The tower’s entryway level is large, deserted, stacked with gears. At its core is a dilapidated open elevator shaft.

A large sign says to find and pull the floor lever, if elevators stop.

■ There are two elevators. Each narrow lift can hold up to four people, crammed. The upper half of the carriage is chain-link fence, while the floors contain hatches that sometimes open mid-travel for 30 seconds. Hold on to ceiling-bound leather straps.

■ The ropes holding the elevators are thick, but tattered.

■ The elevator’s creaking squeals can awaken swarms of 1m-tall bats and bat wyverns. They rattle the lift, but ultimately withdraw.

■ The elevator can stop at as many levels as you want (or none!).

■ Beyond the second level, you feel intensely paranoid and see your companions as the persons you most hate/fear for five to 10 minutes. Reaching the top, you are tempted to cut the lift ropes of those who follow. (The ropes and elevators recover, after crashing to the bottom. )

■ On each floor, as you exit the elevator, a nearby wall shows a different scratched instruction, signed by DAVID.


LEVEL I: THE LABYRINTH| LEVEL II: THE ANCESTOR | LEVEL III: TAG! YOU’RE IT
LEVEL IV: THE ROOM WHERE NOTHING HAPPENS | LEVEL V: IT’S RAINING (AGAIN)




LEVEL I: THE LABYRINTH
CONTENT WARNING: MINOTAUR, BODY HORROR

Step into a jail maze, flooded to knee level. Confusing corridors narrow, widen and contort, while wall torches dim.

Intermittent howling reveals you’re not alone. Hiding, you see child-like chalk drawings of forest animals on walls — and a great minotaur. Keep silent.

■ David S P’s wall scrawl says, IT RUNS IN THE FAMILY.

■ Collect some of the many discarded daggers or axes. Rope bundles float in water — use them to paralyse your captive or briefly force them under your control.

■ Don’t linger in one place: rotting, bodiless hands surface to restrain you.

■ Bad news, if you swallow water when the minotaur or dead hands try to drown you: your skin stretches and bursts, while your bones pop and extend. You mutate into a half human, half woodland creature, all bloodlust. ( Inspiration, anyone? ) Your companions should still recognise you; between hazy memories and constant pain, you might struggle to remember them and even attack.

■ Morphed characters can (painfully) return to normal within minutes of re-entering the elevator.

■ A smaller and distressed three-headed minotaur also roams the labyrinth. Two of its heads sob, while the third urges you to hide with it when brother approaches. It tries to throttle you with a noose to make brother happy, if you follow. David did say.

■ The minotaur and its sibling have poor sight. They cannot enter a corridor where you’ve drawn or laid down a line.

■ Pull the lever, and a straight corridor leads you to the elevator.


TOP | LEVEL II | LEVEL III | LEVEL IV | LEVEL V




LEVEL II: THE ANCESTOR
CONTENT WARNING: GIANT SKELETON, BLOOD DRINKING

Here, only barren stone and thin rivulets of fresh water pouring from wall fountains with sharp-tipped ornaments — your spilled blood quickly infects the basins. Knives, pins and bowls have been abandoned nearby.

High pressure and vertigo overwhelm you. Follow a rhythmic heaving to where the upper half of an enormous skeleton — the Ancestor — has broken through a wall. White, silk thread fetters it. Dried blood rims its cracked mouth. Before it, the stone floor has been tarnished, up to a 5m radius.

The Ancestor appears dormant, a crown of iron thorns on its head. It clutches the lever tightly in its right hand. Above it, an engraving urges, SPILL WINE FOR YOUR ANCESTOR.

■ David S P’s elevator scrawl says, WATER TO WINE.

■ Dally staring and you feel dizzy, nauseous, depressed and compelled to share your close-death encounters. Before you know it, you are stepping into the Ancestor’s radius…

■ …where it plunges for you, if you don’t bear a filled cup. The silk ropes keep the Ancestor from reaching beyond 5m.

■ Two carvings under his fists read HONOUR THY FATHER and DISHONOUR THY MOTHER.

■ Quickly distract the Ancestor from crumbling his captives, tearing their arms or attempting to eat them.

■ The Ancestor is instinct-driven, consumed by thirst. It cannot see or smell, and only remembers taste. Sounds divert it.

■ Improvise: there is no actual wine here. Infuse water, spill blood, or vocally pretend you are delivering wine, and the Ancestor might spare you.

■ If sated, the Ancestor releases the lever.


TOP | LEVEL I | LEVEL III | LEVEL IV | LEVEL V




LEVEL III: TAG! YOU’RE IT
CONTENT WARNING: SCARECROW, SKINNED CREATURES

Enjoy pitch dark, dread and bile spreading in your gut. Take a candle from near the elevator and roam through small, unlocked rooms that feature tattered beds, strips of tanning leather and blood or wax spilled on the floor.

■ David S P’s wall scrawl says, O CATCHES IT.

■ Ahead, you see candle-bearing mannequins that dance a hora to the same song played by Jim Kirk’s music box: “Up the mountain, in the grove, hand in hand to Ke-Waihu, fresh harvest’s a treasure trove, each fall we feast anew.”

■ The creatures are patched abominations of wax, skinned flesh and burlap. In the middle of the hora is a wiry scarecrow, eyes blazing with candle fire as it points a large cleaver. In certain lights, the scarecrow’s face briefly contorts into that of your mother. It wears priestly robes that Arc III survivors may recognise from the House of Ravens.

■ As the dance finishes, you notice the lever in the middle of the circle, where flame spells out TAKE THEM, NOT ME. The game begins.

■ The abominations run, gleefully manic and screaming TAAAA~AAAAAG. YOU’RE IT! The scarecrow unflinchingly cuts them down while pursuing you. Hide in the abandoned rooms, or risk snuffing your candle to avoid detection.

■ Some abominations slap you, hold you, or alert the scarecrow. Others offer shelter. A few peel off wax skins from their limbs — showing black fungi beneath. They murmur, IT NEVER GOES AWAY.

■ Parchment strips fall from the scarecrow’s sleeves, reading, HAPPY NAME DAY, MOTHER KNOWS BEST, THE SIN RAN DEEPER THAN SKIN, IF YOU CAN BEAR IT, IT’S A GAME.

■ Bless David: draw the scarecrow into a drawn or makeshift circle to trap it.

■ Intense, paralysing fear arrests you, if the scarecrow catches you. The wax abominations chant, TAKE THEM, NOT ME. One might even take pity and move your numbed mouth to utter the words. Say them — and the scarecrow lands deep cuts on your arms, then pursues your companion.

■ If you betray someone, the abominations take the appearance of your worst version: whether physically mutated, with a temper that amplifies your worst features, or both.


TOP | LEVEL I | LEVEL II | LEVEL IV | LEVEL V




LEVEL IV: THE ROOM WHERE NOTHING HAPPENS
CONTENT WARNING: MANIPULATION, MENTAL COERCION

You enter a quiet room. The lever sits on a table, beside rope and a dagger. As you approach, your surroundings transform: perhaps your dearest dead appear to warmly welcome you. Crowds of your doubters celebrate your success. Or you are in a calm oasis, where nothing hurts.

■ David S P’s wall scrawl says, THIS DREAM IS A NIGHTMARE.

■ Whatever your deepest wishes, the room’s vivid illusions provide. With time, your beautiful dreams deteriorate into horror. Sometimes, you hear whispers of, Make a wish.

■ The room increasingly drains your life force. Within half an hour, you have gaunt flesh, brittle bones and a hunched back. Or you might feel compelled to harm yourself, clawing your arms and face, or pulling your hair out.

■ The damage comes undone minutes after reaching the elevator.

■ The room focuses on one person: if someone joins you, they see fainter echoes of what the room shows you, but they are not enthralled. They must coax or drag you away.

■ If you are under the room’s influence, it forces you to make any later intruders stay.


TOP | LEVEL I | LEVEL II | LEVEL III | LEVEL V




LEVEL V: IT’S RAINING (AGAIN)
CONTENT WARNING: PLAGUE, THE CHILD

At the tower’s open-sky top, fire crackles from a small stone pit, shielded by a familiar, immovable blood-spattered white umbrella. Nearby, discover an immense rusted telescope and other discarded astronomy tools.

You trip on rain-battered yellowed bones at every step. One skeletal hand holds a watch piece, engraved for Mr. David Sebastian Pumpkins.

■ David S P’s has only scrawled his signature.

■ You might reach the flame easily, or be overwhelmed by sickness, black fungal spores blooming on your fingers, while you cough blood and experience intense fever. The symptoms wane once you reach the fire.

■ Burn paper talismans and link finished threads to help Karsa’s spell.

■ The child with a fox mask from the Unwinding could appear. Sign up for one of three short threads, which must finalise by 3 November.


NOTES

■ Some of the bigger plot clues have been emphasised, to help navigate through the horror details.

■ You can hit up some NPCs during the trials.

■ Check out plotting posts for last-minute team-ups.

Back to the top.

QUESTIONS

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[personal profile] clavesregni 2022-11-22 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's quite alright. I've no intention of turning around." Partially out of stubbornness, partially because she's certainly not going to let a small boy go into a dangerous situation on his own, and partially because she'll do anything that will help get herself, Vi, and Viktor get home, as well as all the other displaced people they've found themselves trapped with in this world.

The elevator shakes again, harder this time, and Caitlyn looks upwards half-expecting to see some sort of giant bird or bat attacking them. But it's too dark to see anything in the elevator shaft.

When she looks back down towards the boy... the person she sees is Jinx.

Reaching for the rifle is pure instinct. It's out and unfolded and aimed at Jinx in the span of a heartbeat.
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[personal profile] thedreamer 2022-11-24 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He thinks again about the rifle, how much he loathes weapons but equally, how much he loathes anyone being forced to carry such things. He's also more than familiar with the type of ease some people seem to have with them, the way Caitlyn does now, the way River does. It's served Caitlyn well, he understands, and while he is perhaps not quite as averse to them as he was with his previous face, he'd still always prefer avoiding them at all.

That bang rings out, though, and he watches with no small amount of dread as the scarecrow turns its sights on her again, following her closely. It takes everything in his power not to chase after her - more than she could possibly know - but he does what he said he would this time, and he goes to the lever, pulling it to ensure they at least have a way out of here.

He wastes no time in following the corridor around the other side, running as fast as he can, dodging the wax creatures as he goes, listening for Caitlyn and hoping she's made it back to the room with the circle. ]
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[personal profile] thedreamer 2022-11-24 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's not entirely sure what he expected; he knows what he hoped for, that it would be this easy, but he didn't expect it actually would. Nothing in this Tower has been, so why would this? And yet - thankfully, for the sake of his friend, it has been. ]

Almost too easy. Hang on-

[ He just has to be sure, and he looks at Una, eyes narrowed as he studies her for a moment, like she's under a microscope. He's been able to detect illness before, he'd even diagnosed a specific and rare type of blood clot not long ago. He'd like to think if there was any of the sickness left in Una, he would know, although he can't entirely be sure of anything in this world. Still, he reaches out for one of her hands, if she'll allow it, wanting to check her pulse, while with his other hand, he measures her temperature for fever by swiping a finger across her forehead. Not a doctor, per se, but he doesn't entirely lack the abilities, either. ]

You're feeling better, really? You look better. You were dying just a short while ago. Extraordinary...
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[personal profile] thedreamer 2022-11-24 05:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Exhausted, wearied in a way he hasn't been in a long time, feeling vulnerable in a way that also unsettles him, the Doctor is all too eager to leave this horrible room and get out of this Tower. Later, he'll think on how very unfortunate it was that Five happened to be there for this, but he's not even sure what he'll say about it later.

As is his instinct, he'd prefer to avoid ever mentioning it again. But with the lever pulled, they can leave, at least, and the Doctor - while avoiding eye contact - will offer his gratitude. ]


Thank you.

[ And let's never talk about this again, thanks... ]
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[personal profile] unas 2022-11-24 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
( the blackened mess that her hands had become, covered with the spores of the illness, no longer existed, almost as if it had never been there, nor the fever she'd had. una would have expected this but her body's usual reaction to infection hadn't appeared. it wasn't her )

I feel fine. But... it couldn't just have been the fire, could it?

( burning the talisman? some of the magic she's been attempting to understand? )

Though I wouldn't like to linger and see if it returns.
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[personal profile] thedreamer 2022-11-25 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
I wouldn't think, but nothing has been what I expected in this Tower.

[ Assured that she truly is well now, the Doctor takes a moment to study the fire itself a bit more, though...there's nothing much to study. Had he the use of his sonic screwdriver, he'd be able to actually analyze it a bit more, but as it is, it's just an ordinary fire by all appearances. There's more to it, obviously, but though he doesn't mind lingering himself, he'll agree that Una shouldn't. ]

Best we don't linger.

[ He'll come back up himself, later. ]

We'll find this captain of yours, eh? Make sure he's safe.
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[personal profile] unas 2022-11-25 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you.

( for helping her through this, for being reassuring, and even for helping her find chris, she's very appreciative of it all )

Hopefully getting down is far less eventful than getting here was.
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[personal profile] somebadnews 2022-11-26 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Five watches him after he pulls the lever, and frowns at his thanks. If only because he went through this before, when he gave Vanessa hell for even attempting to pull him away from the reality they created for him. The Doctor simply seems to accept that he needed help. ]

Don't mention it.

[ What he saw confirms some of the story he was told, and from his own experience, it gives some validity to what he would have doubted before. He has questions, because of course he does, but he doesn't say anything else. Instead he simply gestures to where the elevator waits for them, and ushers him along. Watching him the entire way to make sure his resolution sticks.

It hadn't for Five, and that may be the reason he won't mention what he saw unprompted once they leave. But it's wishful thinking that he won't remember this. The tower has been too revealing for his comfort, and he intends to stop whoever is behind it by whatever means necessary. ]
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[personal profile] somebadnews 2022-11-26 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
You're immune?

[ Just then something jumps at them and Five nearly trips over his feet to back away from it. He might have even screamed "get away" but he'd thank him not to notice.

Fuck whatever they did to him. ]
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[personal profile] somebadnews 2022-11-26 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Five can't be totally surprised when the inevitable happens. She was probably waiting for the elevator to distract him, and as soon as he looks away she pulls a rifle on him. Fucking knew it.

"You're one of them, aren't you?" A nice, vaguely ominous question. He lets go of the strap and leans forward with a taunting grin on his face. His eyes narrow, like that will help him see through her disguise, and then it does. Of all the people to find him. They're in a tight space with little room to jump, but he can handle her.

"How many times do we have to go through this before you stay dead?"
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[personal profile] hatejakku 2022-11-26 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"I already have a-"

The rest of his words slam into the back of his throat like a fifty car pile up, and he makes about as much noise as that kind of scene, too. Hand on the grip of his blaster, he goes through some sort of sputtering and gurgling and silent screaming, eyes flicking around the room like that's going to solve his problems.

Five's gone. He's just-... He's gone.

The show he puts on lasts all of about thirty seconds before words begin to make themselves known again. "How- Where- What did-- Five!" Don't worry, that was a quiet shout. Anyway, he'll wait here and try his best not to have a heart attack. Because this might as well happen.
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[personal profile] failed_astrophysics 2022-11-27 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[It's fine with him, at least for now.]

It makes sense why you're friends with him then.
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[personal profile] matermali 2022-11-27 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He makes quite an earnest argument, and any other day, Vanessa might have been remarkably receptive to such heartfelt words. Who better than she to understand what it might be like for a lost soul without any control over its life?

At the same time, who better than she to know the danger that can represent?

It has been a long day and evening, and Vanessa is frayed both physically and mentally. She still doesn't know how she's even alive, and she wonders what Finn has done so far to survive. Has he survived peril? Has he turned on those who trusted him? All for the sake of someone else's intended minion? ]


Noble intent does not always lead to kind results. What if helping her leads to harming the rest of us? Have you even considered the possibility?
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[personal profile] matermali 2022-11-27 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her smile, though weak, is softer for the kindness he's offered since their first meeting. But though her suspicion of him has waned, perhaps thinned in the cold air, Vanessa doesn't care to invite even more protection from people she has yet to know the name of.

What sins she's committed, or have been committed against her, deserve some thought. ]


No, thank you. You've provided more than enough kindness.
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[personal profile] matermali 2022-11-27 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Vanessa is quick to release him as soon as his hands glow, though she doesn't back away as she likely ought to. Her gaze is enraptured only for a few moments, however, as the growing vortex forces more of her attention. She remains still during the entire scene, understanding well by now that it is an illusion, but even she has to marvel at the cosmic beauty of it.

She had expected disaster, but nothing like this. She stands transfixed, heart squeezing tight in her chest as several others appear, perhaps to try and help Five, and Vanessa recognizes a couple of them. Allison had mentioned that there were other siblings, and so she can understand just how traumatizing it must be to see one's family...obliterated. There's no shielding him from the scene, as he wouldn't let her if she tried.

When he falls to her knees, it could be from heartbreak or from weakness. She knows the room is like to drain him, and although she feels for the pained confusion he must be experiencing, Vanessa understands that time isn't on their side.

She would kneel to offer him comfort, but she worries at her ability to easily get back up in her current state. Instead she looks down at him, knowing she's intruded on something that neither of them would have wished for.

"For once, I can assuredly say that I did not do this. Neither did you. I beg you to hold your grief, for none of it is real. The clocktower has been cursed by its host."
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[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-11-29 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
What?

... No, I'm not immune. I told you before that I also saw my own mother there, didn't I? I just... I don't know how to explain it, but there's no time for be to break down over it right now even if I wanted to, and physically, not many of the things running around are much of a problem for me and I literally can't die. So, that's why, I suppose.

[He did notice, Five, but he won't judge you for it, let him just punch the mannequin away, alright?]
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[personal profile] blackscales 2022-12-04 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Emilia tugs, but Wrathion is torn now. He's a stubborn creature, and although lightly built is stronger than he looks. He has the strength of a creature many times his size, and even this way -- even with his energy draining he manages to resist.

"That is not true," he hisses, and Alexstrasza gestures with her staff in answer.

"And yet you abandon these young dragons to their fates. I would have expected you above all to care more for their protection, Wrathion."

He growls in warning, something low and dangerous and inhuman.

"Do you not wish for their safety? Do you not wish them to be well again?"

"Of course I do!"

"I am not so certain. It was our mistake to try and save you. You are beyond redemption, Wrathion. The sickness in you runs far too deep even for us to cure. You have made yourself an outcast, like Neltharion before you. You will never belong."

The room feels as if it's closing in, suddenly, and all his resistance to Emilia seems to ebb. What remains of his unnatural strength fades faster with every passing second, until he suspects he could no longer resist if she pulled at him again. He feels... faint, uneasy, and Alexstrasza's gaze feels as if it is burning into him.

"What are you doing to me?" he murmurs, then turns to Emilia. "Do you feel it?"
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[personal profile] spoilers 2022-12-07 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
If there's one thing you shouldn't put in a trap...

Her expression suggests she finds the notion ridiculous, but hearing him say it, the Doctor does often get the blame for more than he's done. How many times has someone tried to kill or imprison him for something that wasn't his fault? She loves her husband dearly, but he does have a way about him.

"Well, with a group this size, sweetie, I think we'd be hard to miss."
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[personal profile] spoilers 2022-12-07 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ River makes a soft humming sound. ] Funny that.

[ It was curious, how much better Caitlyn seemed now that they'd reached their goal. Was it the fire? Burning the talismans? ]

Small favours, apparently. You look better. Maybe stay awhile longer by the fire.
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[personal profile] spoilers 2022-12-07 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ At least she isn't fussing overly much about having a murderous scarecrow set upon her. River isn't above the odd instance of saving herself at the expense of someone else, but this time, it really hadn't been intentional. ]

Yes. There are quite a few of them, aren't there.

[ And all apparently newly-instilled with her own darker tendencies. ]

Well, on the plus side, we made easy enough work of him back there and these are just the foot soldiers.

[ Relentless and homicidal though they may be. ]
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[personal profile] clavesregni 2022-12-09 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Caitlyn takes off, covering distance quickly more because of her long legs than any real running skill. She runs past several grasping wax creatures, having to stop to fend one off with the butt of the rifle before managing to pull away from it. Her sleeve rips as she ducks past another, and she feels yet another's cold fingers trying to tug at the back of her collar.

Another corner, and she's not that far away now. She can hear the scarecrow shuffling after her, slower than her but relentless in its pursuit.

One last corner. She can see the door. Only a few more yards and...

She trips. The rifle goes flying out of her hand down the corridor. It takes her a moment to realize that a wax creature has crawled out of a doorway and grasped at her ankles. It's crawling up her legs, trying to hold her in place, but she kicks at it desperately, her foot connecting with its head once, twice, three times, finally succeeding in getting it off of her and scrambling back to her feet with just enough time to duck into the correct room before the scarecrow arrives.]


In here! [Her voice is hoarse, strained with fear. But it still does the trick, as the scarecrow appears in the doorway only a moment later. Caitlyn freezes on the opposite side of the circle, paralyzed by fear, just hoping that the scarecrow will cross the circle to get to her rather than go around.]
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[personal profile] clavesregni 2022-12-09 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Caitlyn has no idea what Jinx - the boy? - Jinx? - is talking about. One of who? An enforcer? But that look on Jinx's face, and what she says next, seem perfectly clear.

She narrows her eyes.

"Neither of us has to die." She keeps her voice as low and steady as possible. Her nerves were already frayed, and now she's unsure whether she's going mad or whether she really is trapped in an elevator with a girl who's tried to kill her several times. She can't let on how scared she is, so she scowls angrily, keeping her rifle pointed squarely at the center of her target's forehead.
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[personal profile] clavesregni 2022-12-09 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[That might be the wisest course of action. Caitlyn's not sure whether she's feeling better because she's next to the fire, and she might relapse if she leaves, or whether burning the talisman cured her somehow. But she can't sit around resting while there's still more to be done, even if it's the fire's proximity keeping the illness at bay.]

We should get back. There may be others who need our help, and I have to find... [Vi. They'd become separated after...] There's someone I have to find.
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[personal profile] thedreamer 2022-12-13 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ As fast as he can generally run, it feels to the Doctor that his footfalls now are impossibly slow. He's moving, yes, but not quickly enough for his liking. His hearts are pounding from far more than just the exertion, the fear for her rising within him. She'll be okay, she will be. She's strong, she's brave, and they've got their clever little circle ready to trap the scarecrow.

He just has to hope the foul creature isn't cognizant enough to try and outsmart them. The Doctor manages to catch up enough to her to just barely catch sight of the scarecrow entering the room. It takes all of his strength to fight the instinct to lunge for it, but then they'll be back where they started.

He has to trust in Caitlyn, in their plan, and he holds himself in place for a moment, watching the scarecrow enter the room. Making his way closer, slowly, he's relieved to see the creature steps directly into the circle. A trick of the light, perhaps, or it's so intent on reaching Caitlyn that it doesn't realize its own error in time. It can't move, can't lunge for her, and the Doctor quickly moves around it to reach Caitlyn. ]


You okay? We have a straight path to the elevator, just a bit more running.

[ He reaches down to help her up. They aren't in the clear yet, but nearly, and they can make it. ]
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[personal profile] unas 2022-12-18 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
A common ground isn't a bad thing, it made for easier introductions than some people here.

( there were some things she really didn't know how to begin approaching )

Maybe you'll find something I haven't yet.