[considering what happened the last time he broke into a cabin, should Akira even be here. . .?]
[PROBABLY NOT. but he is anyway, with his injured leg dressed with haemostatic dressing to help with the bleeding. he is keeping himself upright on crutches as he moves towards the door, head tilted to the side to examine it]
[ it's fine he brought a babysitter with him today. ]
Yup. Sure are.
[ he rattles the doorknob immediately, in an attempt to see if that works, and when it doesn't he delivers a quick kick to the door. Is it a genuine attempt to open it, or just because he's annoyed with these doors?
[ the allegedly responsible adult who can't let akira and co run off on their own....... even tho he's already covered in bandages and doing just fine. ]
.... There is something I need to try. Stand back, all of you.
[ wow he looks so serious........ then he goes forward and knocks on the door ]
and then abruptly swings open outward. If Phoenix doesn't move immediately, he's getting smacked in the face.
But, hey! The door is open now, and the music has stopped abruptly. Unsurprisingly, everything is dark as heck beyond the door. None of the light from outside filters in.]
Predictably, the door slams shut behind them once they're all inside. Very shocking! But it is at this point that they will notice how oddly cold it feels inside. There's a low, humming sound coming from further within the cabin. A heavy scent of antiseptic lingers in the air. The walls seem to ripple beneath their fingers, the texture is constantly changing. It doesn't quite feel solid. More like something soft and pliable.
If Belph and Ash are touching opposite walls, whoever has dibs on the left wall will eventually come across something that feels like a panel. There are two buttons on it, one on top of the other. Both seem to thrum when they touch them. Which one will they press first?]
[. . . well. this is familiar, but at the same time Akira doesn't suppress a shiver that courses down his spine as the cold washes over his skin]
Hopefully nothing too horrible.
[is his. somewhat wry reply to Phoenix. he doesn't venture any further into the darkness either, though he does glance back at Ash and Belph to see if either of them found the lights]
[Well. There is no right button because they are one on top of the other, but let's say he hit the upper one. Once Ash tappity taps the button, he will feel something prick his finger. A second later, his entire arm will begin to sting. But, uh. That's probably fine?
The wall transforms into something solid. Something a little... plasticky? And the reason why becomes quickly apparent. The LED light smackdab in the center of the room flickers to life. As the boys take a proper look at their surroundings, they will notice that they have wandered into a room that's covered in plastic wrap from top to bottom. A single, plastic covered table sits in the center of the room. There is a silver platter with a lid on top.
There's another door right across the room, where the plastic wrap has been carefully arranged as to not to block it. There is something red sluggishly coming out through the bottom of it. The low humming sound persists, though they cannot find the source here. And, yup. It sure did just get colder.
But, that's not all.
As soon as the lights flicker on, the gang will have to grapple with an even bigger issue. All of their body parts sort of, uh. Pop off and start floating away? Like doll parts, suddenly detachable. There is no gore, and looking at the sections where they have been severed reveals an empty, static filled void. Furthermore, while it may be shocking — there is no pain. They retain complete control over their body parts, separated as they may currently be.
They're just, you know, currently Mr. Potato Head-ing it.]
[Akira has a snarky comment prepared about walking into the lair of a serial killer, but like]
[then his arms pop off of his body along with his leg. . . and half a leg. . . and he has. more important things to worry about?? like his head suddenly rolling away from his. . . limbless torso???]
[it's fine one of his arms is already chasing after his head so it doesn't roll too far away]
[one of belph's arms is going to try and fetch the rest of his parts, but the other arm's going to try and head over to the silver platter and lift the lid? might as well get this started.]
After lifting the lid, Belph will notice there are four masks on the silver platter. He will have to, uh, float his head a little closer to get a proper look at them. But from this distance, the features seem... oddly realistic.]
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[PROBABLY NOT. but he is anyway, with his injured leg dressed with haemostatic dressing to help with the bleeding. he is keeping himself upright on crutches as he moves towards the door, head tilted to the side to examine it]
Well. . .
Heeeeere we are.
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Yup. Sure are.
[ he rattles the doorknob immediately, in an attempt to see if that works, and when it doesn't he delivers a quick kick to the door. Is it a genuine attempt to open it, or just because he's annoyed with these doors?
who can say. ]
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[presumably akira smacks the door with his crutches after ash's attempts.
but since opening it normally didn't work this time, belph will try to pick the lock, except to no avail. alas.]
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[ the allegedly responsible adult who can't let akira and co run off on their own....... even tho he's already covered in bandages and doing just fine. ]
.... There is something I need to try. Stand back, all of you.
[ wow he looks so serious........ then he goes forward and knocks on the door ]
Knock knock.
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Who's there?]
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[ he instinctively knows the door was asking who's there. ]
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Orange who????]
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Orange you glad there's a responsible adult around?
[ don't fucking lie to the door phoenix ]
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and then abruptly swings open outward. If Phoenix doesn't move immediately, he's getting smacked in the face.
But, hey! The door is open now, and the music has stopped abruptly. Unsurprisingly, everything is dark as heck beyond the door. None of the light from outside filters in.]
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[SNRK]
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[don't mind Akira, the man without a leg, just totally waltzing into the darkness. HE HAS NONE FEAR]
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belph will do the same, but for the opposite wall as he heads in.]
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[ like this applies to all these rowdy boys but akira is the problem child ]
Wonder what fresh horrors await us.
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Predictably, the door slams shut behind them once they're all inside. Very shocking! But it is at this point that they will notice how oddly cold it feels inside. There's a low, humming sound coming from further within the cabin. A heavy scent of antiseptic lingers in the air. The walls seem to ripple beneath their fingers, the texture is constantly changing. It doesn't quite feel solid. More like something soft and pliable.
If Belph and Ash are touching opposite walls, whoever has dibs on the left wall will eventually come across something that feels like a panel. There are two buttons on it, one on top of the other. Both seem to thrum when they touch them. Which one will they press first?]
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Hopefully nothing too horrible.
[is his. somewhat wry reply to Phoenix. he doesn't venture any further into the darkness either, though he does glance back at Ash and Belph to see if either of them found the lights]
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[ ash is tappin' along the wall and -- hello there. there's some buttons. ]
Two buttons here. I'm gonna hit the right one. Unless any of you are really big on the left button.
[ but y'know. tappy tappy. ]
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As long as you take responsibility if the floor beneath us suddenly opens up and drops us into a pit of spikes.
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[ maybe it's a puzzle!! but no hes just out here with akira waiting on the gruesome death as they defer to ash for now. it's probably fine ]
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The wall transforms into something solid. Something a little... plasticky? And the reason why becomes quickly apparent. The LED light smackdab in the center of the room flickers to life. As the boys take a proper look at their surroundings, they will notice that they have wandered into a room that's covered in plastic wrap from top to bottom. A single, plastic covered table sits in the center of the room. There is a silver platter with a lid on top.
There's another door right across the room, where the plastic wrap has been carefully arranged as to not to block it. There is something red sluggishly coming out through the bottom of it. The low humming sound persists, though they cannot find the source here. And, yup. It sure did just get colder.
But, that's not all.
As soon as the lights flicker on, the gang will have to grapple with an even bigger issue. All of their body parts sort of, uh. Pop off and start floating away? Like doll parts, suddenly detachable. There is no gore, and looking at the sections where they have been severed reveals an empty, static filled void. Furthermore, while it may be shocking — there is no pain. They retain complete control over their body parts, separated as they may currently be.
They're just, you know, currently Mr. Potato Head-ing it.]
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[Akira has a snarky comment prepared about walking into the lair of a serial killer, but like]
[then his arms pop off of his body along with his leg. . . and half a leg. . . and he has. more important things to worry about?? like his head suddenly rolling away from his. . . limbless torso???]
[it's fine one of his arms is already chasing after his head so it doesn't roll too far away]
WHY.
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[ is all that ash manages to get out before his head is just. off. on a journey. somewhere. don't try to stop it, it's free now.
his left arm grabs his right one before it can float off on its own and starts shaking it. ]
Something jabbed me when I hit the button. This arm's stinging.
[ so that's wonderful. ]
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[one of belph's arms is going to try and fetch the rest of his parts, but the other arm's going to try and head over to the silver platter and lift the lid? might as well get this started.]
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[ one of phoenix's arms jumps up to his chin to scratch it. ]
I'd appreciate if it anyone could give me a---
[ a beat while he looks at ash. hm. he may actually dies if he makes a a joke. ]
--- assist.
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After lifting the lid, Belph will notice there are four masks on the silver platter. He will have to, uh, float his head a little closer to get a proper look at them. But from this distance, the features seem... oddly realistic.]
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cw eye stuff..............
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i got distracted by engagements
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