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11/14 - θ Dismal Worst Core
Who: THE PROPAGATION and players
What: Preservation.
Where: θ DISMAL WANING DESCENT???
When: ICly, Tuesday 11/14
Warnings: Violence, suicidal ideation, eye gore, sexual identity+reproductive topics, general mention of sexual content. Please see signups for more specific warnings.
[Once hidden away from the rest of the game by Cubia, all player characters are now able to gate-in to θ Dismal Waning Descent; only when they arrive, they'll find that the area name has changed to θ Dismal Worst Core.]
[The "Garden" as it was once called has been transformed from glitching meadow into a wide, cement basement with sparse, fluorescent lighting. A target ring has been crudely painted or chalked onto the floor in faded white, and more targets are carved into the cement of the surrounding walls, traditional kyuudo arrows somehow shot into them and sticking out at haphazard angles, some with broken, splintered shafts.]
[At the center of the bullseye on the ground is...]
What: Preservation.
Where: θ DISMAL WANING DESCENT???
When: ICly, Tuesday 11/14
Warnings: Violence, suicidal ideation, eye gore, sexual identity+reproductive topics, general mention of sexual content. Please see signups for more specific warnings.
[Once hidden away from the rest of the game by Cubia, all player characters are now able to gate-in to θ Dismal Waning Descent; only when they arrive, they'll find that the area name has changed to θ Dismal Worst Core.]
[The "Garden" as it was once called has been transformed from glitching meadow into a wide, cement basement with sparse, fluorescent lighting. A target ring has been crudely painted or chalked onto the floor in faded white, and more targets are carved into the cement of the surrounding walls, traditional kyuudo arrows somehow shot into them and sticking out at haphazard angles, some with broken, splintered shafts.]
[At the center of the bullseye on the ground is...]
no subject
Similarly, he's realized in a blind fight, that limiting the number of ways Magus has to approach is a fair idea even before Hani attempts to warn them of the same. He will inch towards his own nearest corner of the room, that Bleed continuing to tick down and down and down... ]
I would hardly waste Lily's time on either, Magus, but I would prefer you keep your damage off my robes! [ It's irritating when the sole remaining source of comfort he has is being shredded. ] I am proceeding through my task exactly as expected, of which I have no doubt. Not everyone falters on the first bug in their logic they stumble across, unlike you.
[ Backed into the corner now, he listens, trying to pinpoint the slithering over the damp stone. Where is he? Where...? He'll wait for a time before taking his chances. Gathering up another spell from his tome, directs it across the arena, calling out, ]
OrVak Rom!
[ The floor shakes, stone cracks, and a massive pillar of flame bursts to life (6), central to the room — or as close to it as Fidchell can guess, with this blindness. ]