[ The room is BRIGHT YELLOW, as all the rooms you will enter are. Black tiles make up the floor, changing to your unit's color when pressure is placed on them. There is a button in the very center of the room standing on a podium; it's slightly smaller than palm-sized.]
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Angel vs Elaine
Re: Angel vs Elaine
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Re: Angel vs Elaine
Re: Angel vs Elaine
Re: Angel vs Elaine
... If I let you go, then it would count as letting myself die, wouldn't it...?
Win: Angel
After about thirty seconds, if the winner does not proceed to the next room, the floor tiles will start moving up one row of tiles at a time, starting from the back wall - they tilt to a steep angle that rounds at the edges, even gaining a slippery quality to ensure that none may be able to get a grip on the tiles or move backwards. The winner will eventually be pushed out of the room and into the next one. (To be unlocked when the next round unlocks.) ]
Hallucinations - Elaine, cw: decapitation, neck clawing
You're holding Lucifel's hand at the alter, smiling brightly because this is it. This is the ultimate sign of love. Marriage. Once you are together, you must be together forever, and you can only be together forever if you love them. That's how it works! You are certain of it.
So you smile. Underneath the moonlight, stars twinkling a song above you, you smile. You force a smile.
Because you are afraid. This must be love so you must be happy, but why are you afraid instead? Ah, that's right. People who are suppose to be here forever . . . they are not here anymore.
What would happen if the person you love disappeared? Ah, you already know, don't you? Because it's your fault they left, isn't it? You're responsible for those underneath the moon.
You try to say "I do."
But you can't. Because you have your hands at your throat, strangling yourself from finishing your words. Everyone looks concerned for you. That doesn't stop you though, you end up taking your nails and clawing it through your neck until your soon-to-be husband takes his sword and completely decapitates you.
Because he loves you. And he would never let you suffer like that.
You smile.
This is love.
Re: Hallucinations - Elaine, cw: decapitation, neck clawing
Physical:
> Neck lacerations
> Neck scratches
> Loss of Voice
Non-Physical:
> Terrified of Lucifel
> Fear of loneliness
> Fear of losing the most important people to her