☆TRACK V: I WILL TWIST THE KNIFE PT. 2

[interdimanagers]

Who: Everyone in the last part of the log.
What: Everyone has a terrible night.
When: December 7th, 2054
Where: Naomi's ocean side mansion, followed by a secret Pride laboratory.
Warnings: Violence, blood, and at least one murder. Vague gore. NPCs being unhinged in a threatening way, though it's possible to have your character avoid ended up in the ballroom if you don't want to see this mess.

☆I WILL TWIST THE KNIFE The bubble has burst. The chaos of the night’s violence has finally boiled over into something uncontrollable – blood has been spilt, screams have been heard. No matter where you are in the mansion, you know by now that something is acutely wrong. Multiple members of Pride have been hurt – possibly killed – and you may still have no idea why. Some will try to escape. Some will try to fight back. Yet, as any rebellion starts to descend, a piercing note - a melodic cry - will summon you towards the ballroom. It can be resisted, in part - but only as far as you find yourself frozen in place instead of moving forward, at least while this spell holds. It's drawing you to the source...if you follow it, maybe you can stop it. The compulsion is strong for members of both labels. The cry seems to echo long past its termination point, to be heard wherever you are. If followed, it will bring you to Naomi Rivers in the center of the ballroom, her expression creased with strain. Though you may desperately want to strike her, something intangible is holding you back. "No!" she shouts at any Virgo nearby. "It isn't done! You need to...you need to finish this!" She'll point desperately at the nearby Pride, rendered unable to flee. "Get them now!" You don't want to. "Do it!" The compulsion weighs heavily on you - for Virgo, to act, and for Pride to surrender themselves. All subtly has disappeared. This last effort is unconcealed and nearly hysterical. You feel yourself slipping beneath the soundwaves. Power rolls off of her, the energy thick in the air, like something you can taste and smell. You can't do this. "I command-" The fabric of space-time cracks like a peal of thunder. All at once, the spell shatters.

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TIGER, AS THEY TELEPORT

[tigermillionaire]

Tiger sees it all go down. One moment, he was almost certain he was going to die - one of the Virgo was going to finish him off, like Nia had tried to do before. Maybe it would even be Greg. Or Luce. Or any of the others that were supposed to care about him.

But then Lesedi 'saves' them, and things only seem worse. He can move again. He can think again. But the only thing he sees is something awful that he doesn't even really understand, and he finds himself stumbling back in revulsion, a hand clasped over his mouth. He's in shock.

No. No. Please No.

Lesedi turns to the rest of them, and he's terrified. He's scared of what she'll do. She's so angry. He doesn't want to go, but he knows something is coming. He tries to find Greg in the room, reaching out to him in a panic.

"No...DAD!"

That's all he can get out before they vanish.

[panspermia]

His body is rigid, tense with its desire to give in to the demands, and struggling against his conscious mind's horror and refusal. He has to, but he can't, he couldn't possibly, but he doesn't have to, if he gives in and lets his body do it for him, it will be so easy--

The bond shatters, and Greg is left shaking in terror. This can't be real. This can't be happening. This is some sort of sick, feverish dream. How could he possibly have imagined...?

He realizes, too late, what's happening. Lesedi can't take him, not again, and he grasps out at Tiger, in a desperate hope to keep him here. "Steven!"

Greg is left behind, gripping at air, utterly lost.