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sevenvirtues2016-04-19 07:55 pm
vicedirector) wrote in sevenvirtues2016-04-19 07:55 pm
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You awaken to blackness. Frightening, although familiar--this is the same terrible thing you narrowly avoided during your first trip into Lebensbaum. The pain of your death is still real, echoes of the wounds you suffered appearing on your skin. Inspecting your surroundings will tell you that you've woken up inside of the cooled, empty bonfire pit....and the town as it was is nowhere to be seen.
The sky is a whirlwind of blank, dark void. What previously acted as roadblocks on either side of the town seems to have moved upward, blocking out most of the sun's light. The street is barren, filled with piles of broken concrete, shattered glass, and smoking craters where many of the buildings used to be. Old bloodstains dot the pavement, mixing in with overturned cars and crumbling brick walls. Lebensbaum is a dead town, in more ways than one.
Except for the hotel. It stands, as dusty and abandoned as it ever was, but no worse for the wear. Scorch marks can be seen on the ground around it in a clear border, as though it had a barrier protecting it from whatever destroyed the village. If you venture inside, everything is in its place, as though the outside wasn't completely obliterated.
The living can be seen walking around, going about their daily lives, and if you concentrate, you can even see the buildings as they once were--in working order, clean, and in one piece.
As of Monday on Week 10, however, there is a door, seemingly pasted into the middle of the street. As the days tick by, the doors will increase in number, one for each victim.
The sky is a whirlwind of blank, dark void. What previously acted as roadblocks on either side of the town seems to have moved upward, blocking out most of the sun's light. The street is barren, filled with piles of broken concrete, shattered glass, and smoking craters where many of the buildings used to be. Old bloodstains dot the pavement, mixing in with overturned cars and crumbling brick walls. Lebensbaum is a dead town, in more ways than one.
Except for the hotel. It stands, as dusty and abandoned as it ever was, but no worse for the wear. Scorch marks can be seen on the ground around it in a clear border, as though it had a barrier protecting it from whatever destroyed the village. If you venture inside, everything is in its place, as though the outside wasn't completely obliterated.
The living can be seen walking around, going about their daily lives, and if you concentrate, you can even see the buildings as they once were--in working order, clean, and in one piece.
As of Monday on Week 10, however, there is a door, seemingly pasted into the middle of the street. As the days tick by, the doors will increase in number, one for each victim.
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Great! Good to know that mine and Clover's and Gilbert's and Lucy's and her own mole Alisha's and everyone else's lives were totally worthless to her. That really fills me with faith in what she's doing.
[She claps Rhys on the shoulder proudly.] Good for you! Maybe her plan really is the best way outta here, but that doesn't mean we just have to take being treated like tools without a single word.
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We don't. I wanted her to escape and succeed when I thought she was just another victim in this. Now, no? She's just been prioritizing her own people this whole time over us? Fuck that. It's so...
[ a tired noise and rhys just presses his hands to his face, sighing. ]
I just really want to go home, Undyne.
[ he is a sad, tired dog okay. he did a lot! he tried so hard! and he just feels jerked around in the end. ]
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We are going to go home. All of us, including the hostages. With or without Miata's help. [Personally she would prefer without, but ehhh she'll grudgingly accept it as long as she doesn't actually have to express any gratitude. Because hell no.
She makes a broad gesture at the entire graveyard and town.] Look at us! Look at how many people with brilliant minds and a strong will and a good heart are here! If all of us working together can't do as well - no, better than a single selfish cowardly girl can at breaking this game, then it'd just be shameful!