(Catch all) Ominous October Threads

[insinning]

Who: Sinclair and You.
What: Dungeon runs, trauma bonding etc
When: All throughout October.
Warnings: Gore, Emeto, Psychological horror in one thread, NSFW stuff in another

“I see now that the path I choose through the maze makes me what I am. I am not only a thing, but also a way of being—one of many ways—and knowing the paths I have followed and the ones left to take will help me understand what I am becoming.”

Comments

[selfconcept]

Down.

[ The claws dig in deeper, threatening to pierce his skin the more Michel tries to free himself from them. Upon Hien's command, the claws attempt to suppress the target by making him kneel. Sorry, but this is Hien's version of spray bottle to the face for nasty behavior now. ]

... If you have to question why, he's no longer who you know him to be.

[ He keeps his sights on Michel. ]

[userunfriendly]

As I've said. Many times.

[ The words are directed at Hien, though they're as much for Sinclair's ears. But Winter doesn't so much as look his direction as he's forced to kneel. Blood trickles beneath the claws from his resistance; he doesn't seem to pay any attention to that, either, gaze fixed firmly on Hien.

If this is how he wants to do things... right in front of Sinclair... That would also be acceptable. ]

[insinning]

[ Even as Sinclair struggles to stay conscious, his eyes remained fixed on those claws encircling Michel, the unnatural smile twisting his features as he bled]

...Gorre... researching...

[selfconcept]

[ Hien understands now after hearing Sinclair say that and he clicks his tongue.

Unacceptable.

Hien tosses a sleeping potion over his own shoulder so that the area only captures Sinclair so the boy can fall asleep.

As for "Winter"... ]

Gather your data on someone else.

[userunfriendly]

If you let him cross my path again, I'm making you no promises.

[ Keep Sinclair away. Keep him safe. Use that power for something. ]

[insinning]

[And Sinclair collapses, comatose for however long the potion lasts - it's not going to stop him from getting up later, even if he'll be in a lot of pain]

[selfconcept]

Take responsibility for your own actions, Gorre. If you hurt him again before your time, I'll kill you myself.

[ That's a threat. "Winter" can see Hien twirling something in his hand. It looks like a wand. Perhaps a baton? A curved blade protrudes out of the end of the wand's side, effectively making this a scythe. ]

cw: implied suicidal ideation

[userunfriendly]

[ A threat? It sounds like a promise. With Hien releasing those spiky claws, Gorre rises to his feet and reaches for his sword again to rest his palm on the hilt. ]

Make certain that you do.

[ He intends to take responsibility. He was named for an angel of judgment, not salvation. ]