Amnesplora: Liminal Space

[idolpro]

Wherever you are in the house, whatever you may have been doing right in that moment

You hear a chime, like a clock sounding the hour. Has it only been that long? No, it can't have been, it must've been longer ... right? Oh well. You're out of time, and now you're here.

Here is a liminal space. It's like a washed out version of the Entrance Hall, so big and fancy, with its high vaulted ceilings and polished oakwood floors, intricate detailing, and the ornate front door. Everything else is shrouded by fog. You can try to find the other doors, you can try to find the foyer, but ... they're not there? Walk more than a minute into the fog and you'll find yourself right back where you started.

Comments

[sangreine]

What the...

[ Anyone here will find a very confused, slight statured vampire absolutely covered in blood. Also she has covered the floors in blood as well. Wounds on her arm and ankle are bandaged with towels but gashes on her face are exposed and super gross. ]

[daios]

[THAT IS A LOT OF BLOOD.]

Excuse me, my lady. Do you need some assistance?

[sangreine]

I'm fine. You should see the other guys. [ Very weirdly unbothered by the amount of gashes and burns on her person. ]

[sancrimony]

. . . Eh!!

[ aaaa looking around for the pink people ]

[daios]

[Woah hey, there is a cute boy here. And here Hiroto is, all soaked and with some residual plant gunk on him. Well, he still stands himself upright, brushes some hair from his face and tries to look presentable.]

Hello. You are not injured, are you?

[sancrimony]

—ah!

[ looking—self-conscious, maybe? shy? as he smoothes down his clothes and looks up to hiroto ]

Ah, I'm alright. . . My—were you also sprayed by a plant. . . ?

[bondsofsuffering]

Eh-

C'mon! I don't even get to see what's for dinner?!

[He's using an atrociously phony Kansai dialect.]

[sangreine]

You don't want to see in there, trust me. Nothing but trouble.

[ Judging by the fact that half her face is torn open along with her arm and ankle, and also she's burned all over, probably she speaks from experience. ]

[bondsofsuffering]

Yeesh, what happened?

[threatmewted]

Whoa!

[THROWING HER ARMS UP DEFENSIVELY WTF.]

[happydreamed]

[Holding a steel fan and stabbing the floor a couple times with a frankly worrying expression before he realizes that what he was attacking isn't there.]

...Ah. I see.

[sangreine]

[ Don't mind a lady with half her face mangled (and an arm and an ankle also mangled, but shoddily bandaged) wandering over, the weapon intrigues her. ]

Was it a spider with a knife?

[happydreamed]

Indeed. You as well?

[He has slices on his cheeks but not as bad as hers, it looks like.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Holding a notebook, a pen... and a tomato? Okay.]

[doublefried]

Oh hey, the other 25.

[threatmewted]

Looks like it.

[She's pulled out a couple photos to compare.]

[featherbeaned]

[ munching on a pear, with a towel and a fire suppression blanket draped around her shoulders ]

- huh?

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ . . . He's wet and wearing two coats, holding a bunch of matches, birthday candles, and some balloons.

He also has a mysterious salve of some kind? ]

Huh...?

[gemuinemanagement]

Did we maybe run out of time?

[Still writing in the notebook.]

[sangreine]

Um... is it your birthday? Did you get the magic cake too?

[ Her face, arm, and ankle are bleeding all over the place but she seems unconcerned. ]

[daios]

[This guy looks SO SERIOUS, holding one banana candlestick(no fire) and a naginata he made himself. Also yes he is soaking wet.]

Wh-Trickery! Sorcery! What is this cowardice?

[gemuinemanagement]

[Here writing in pen in his notebook. At least they let him keep that.]

You were really cool

[bondsofsuffering]

Hang on, you got a weapon?

[rugpull]

. . .

[thisismagrave]

[Has a head wound and still did the walking around thing to try and find a way out, but no go!]

...oh, that's not good.