Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2020-02-18 11:40 am
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Heart: Nychta








you can feel it watching you.

whatever it is, out there in the dark, its eyes burning a hole in your skull. its presence overwhelming. it chips away at your mind with its endless hunger, a bottomless void desperate for something to fill it. perhaps it thought you would be enough.

you're never enough.

you never stood a chance, you know. nothing you could have done would have prevented this outcome. but there's no point in dwelling on the past, not anymore. there's nothing left for you there. maybe once there was, but you already fucking ruined that for yourself, didn't you? so keep moving forward. you can't die, you're not allowed to die. that fucking thing would sooner burn this city and everyone in it to the ground than let you perish.

you have no choice, so make the fucking best of it.
iamverybadass: (you made me bleed my own blood >B()

Re: hallway

[personal profile] iamverybadass 2020-02-18 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He staggers on the way out of that fucking room, fist pressed to his mouth and biting down on his own knuckles to stifle any sound while he reels from that—hallucination? Memory??

It's alarming, but he doesn't have the time to spend worrying about it yet. He takes a deep breath and moves as quietly as he can through the hall, heading for the east doorway to peek through the crack into the next room

Rolled 13 control ]

Re: hallway

[personal profile] earthquaked 2020-02-18 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
you're not so terribly hungry yet. you easily resist.

it's hard to see into the room without opening the door entirely.
iamverybadass: (who invited this moron?)

Re: hallway

[personal profile] iamverybadass 2020-02-18 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ HMMM

Very cautiously pushing the door open ]

Re: hallway

[personal profile] earthquaked 2020-02-18 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
you enter the surgical suite.