side: hell

[idolpro]

[ The light which spread everywhere intensifies, gaining not just brightness but color. It focuses with its intensity, golden lines swarming your vision. And where the gold coalesces, it leaves space between with a black that opens out like a sea, sweeping across your vision as your eyes adjust until you can see the truth of your new surroundings.

The golden bars are not the gates that welcomed you in.

They're the bars to a cell you've been dumped in with your unfortunate compatriots. A cell that sits in an inky sea of darkness, broken up not by light across objects in your vision but by brilliant colors each so solid that the darkness cannot cover them up. And, in your vision, guarding the cage is a figure, with six wings, each as golden as the bars. Their eyes are a milky expanse of white-blue light, emanating outwards, like they've caught you in headlights.

A jailer's keyring sits at their waist. ]

Comments

[rollplayinghouse]

[Could be better. When she notices what he's doing:]

...The bars are some kind of magic... you don't need to destroy it, it just dissolves when you move it out of alignment. But it just came back when I tried to get out.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

That's because we need to break the magic lines at the base.

[rollplayinghouse]

Then shouldn't you be trying to saw those instead of the bars?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Need to get the bars out of the way first. It's not like I can saw the floor. We'll need a blunt impact for that.

[rollplayinghouse]

...I can probably kick another one out of place, if that doesn't work.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Luckily the knife seems to work.

Let's see if we can punch the floor!]

[rollplayinghouse]

[Punching is a good solution to many problems]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Hmmmm.

A little help here]