Betrayal - sensitIV

[idolpro]

[ You spill out of the elevator onto a Bloody Room— the elevator is gone when you look back.

How . . . how appropriately named. It looks like it used to be someone's bedroom - a child's, perhaps, from how the walls have bright colors and animal print, although the colors have long since faded and the animal print is peeling. Now it looks creepy with all of the blood - and there is a lot. Did a murder happen here? Did two? Three? No matter the number, it seems like it's not enough to explain the numerous bloody handprints that claw up all four walls, reaching even the ceiling, and after a certain point below it seems like the whole room was flooded with blood, matching mid-waist on average. That's really concerning!

Aside from . . . all the blood, there is a twin sized bed - the mystery, really, is how this bed ended up not being so bloody; although there are stains against the wood that indicate handprints, the sheets themselves are mostly clean and white except for one handprint on the corner. It's also entirely too big for a child, sized for an adult; across it, there is a vanity and several full-length mirrors aligned to allow someone to look at themself in every angle. Sitting on the vanity is a white veil, flowery and sheer; hanging on one of the mirrors is one near-perfectly intact bridal dress, completely in white - except for the bloody handprint square against the chest.

You can't help looking at the veil, the dress - and feel a tightening in your chest and a flood of emotions overwhelms you briefly - jealous, ugly, and lonely. Spiteful-- fine, so unwanted were they? Then this would be the end of it. A death that would marr the happiness the other sought to obtain by abandoning it, and the letter penned at the desk would make certain everyone knew whose feet to lay blame out. A knife in the drawer ready to be buried in the wrists and soon everything would be done— none of those feelings are yours. They exist like reading a letter, a record of someone else's thoughts, someone else's life tucked away inside an envelope. You could open it again, read it until you could imagine it real, but why would you want to? But if you lose your sanity, or are damaged too far, that envelope will open and it will be read again, loud enough to drown you out.

A ring sits on the vanity, with Exael's hologram sitting backwards at the chair there facing towards you and reflecting in none of the mirrors. If you have questions and she's not busy with hosting or another unit, she'll appear here to answer them.

A readout on your phone tells you the rules and displays the sanity goal (explore rooms) and your traitor goal (bring someone to the altar and murder them, or otherwise make out with them and then kill them) as well as the item that you've been given (ring). It looks like nothing is stopping you from committing the traitor goal even while you're sane, if you wish to.

There is one exit: West. ]

Comments

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

[is just looking around, confused. what is happening...and his eyes fall on the wedding dress.]

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[bevoted]

[ that's like the very first thing Lucifel did in this game so for a good solid moment he genuinely can't tell which one is which ]

.... Luci-- [ wait. there's a severe lack of any outside trauma. ]

Persephone-??

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

[also a lot more frills.] Yes, that's, ah, right. What's, ah, happened?

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[bevoted]

[ ........... oh lord does he not want to have this conversation. ]

... it's a game. [ with no inflection whatsoever. like he just. forgot how to use his voice, for a moment. ]

I was sort of hoping you wouldn't show up.

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

[it's not really any more information, but that tone of voice tells him everything he needs to know. And will reach up and hesitantly headpat him.] I'm, ah, sorry. I wasn't even, ah, here until just now.

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[bevoted]

[ what should tell him even more is that. Loki kind of flinches at the touch. he doesn't pull away persay, but he stiffens-- as if he's expecting. something.

he breathes out. shaky. ]

... no... it's a good thing you weren't here until now. Maybe. ... maybe we can actually protect you.


[ soft ghost cackling in the back of his head, except not really i don't think they have voices ]

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

[oh. he sees that flinch, and slowly lowers his hand, keeping it in Loki's view.]

I'll, ah, do my best to not be a burden. [and then the hideous shriek and he immediately tries to put his hands over his ears. thankfully he resists.]

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[bevoted]

[ it doesn't even remotely affect Loki of course. but he recognizes the flinch at least. there's a flutter of worry, ]

You're not a burden! [ he says quickly, some kind of guilt in his voice. like he had planted that thought and surely Persephone would resent him for it. he doesn't mean it!

he reaches out to grasp Persephone's hands in his, holding them. ] I'm happy to see you.

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

I'll still, ah, do my best. [he would never resent him for it.] I'm, ah, happy to see you, too. [his gaze trails back to the wedding gown. very quietly, almost absently.] ...white's inauspicious. It, ah, should be blue.

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[rollwillpowercheck]

[looking genuinely surprised.]

Persephone-san...?

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

[nods.] Ah, yes. I, ah,...just came back to...[gestures]

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[rollwillpowercheck]

You mean this is your first round?

[holy shit can that still happen??]

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

[nods] They, ah, had me on another program until, um, just now?

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[rollwillpowercheck]

[his expression... flickers, like he's warring between two different emotions, but settles on "uncomfortable."]

They should have kept you for a while longer.

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

...that would have, ah, been too easy for them, I think.

[and then the hideous shriek: his hands come immediately up to cover his ears. it hurts, but he resists.]

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[rollwillpowercheck]

[doesn't even flinch at the shriek, though his eyes go a little distant.]

It's dangerous down here. We'll have to get you upstairs... oh, but then we're more likely to run into other units. Where...?

[chews his lip while thinking, biting harder than normal.]

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

Is there, ah, somewhere isolated to go, that can be blocked off? [kind of trails off, his gaze briefly going back to the wedding gown.] ...white. That's, ah, inauspicious for a wedding dress...

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[sancrimony]

You would look lovely in it.

[ his clothes are blood soaked like there were bullets through his right arm and his legs, and his right arm is prone at his side. Dtill, he looks unexpectedly like he's in a good mood. ]

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

[what is a bullet. Persephone has no idea. but he can see Lucifel's right arm hanging at his side.] ...um, thank you. [folding his hands in his lap.] ...do you, ah, need me to bandage your arm for you?

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[sancrimony]

[ *still phone be kind ]

No, I'm fine. Thank you.

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

...if you're, ah, certain.

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[sancrimony]

[ pulling his own hair over his shoulder, grooming himself with one hand ]

Still, I'm surprised to see you here so late.

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

I was, ah, away on another program until...just before this? Though the timing is, ah...questionable.

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[sancrimony]

It is a bit of a moot point, by now.

Re: Session 11 Discussion

[forgottenmercy]

That's, ah, true.