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interstellar55552015-10-17 05:40 pm
interdimanagers) wrote in interstellar55552015-10-17 05:40 pm
☆TRACK II: DISCORD AND RHYME
Who: Kidnapped Pride Members
What: Corporate hazing, in the style of themepark murder clowns.
When: October 18th-19th.
Where: A large, empty carnival, apparently.
Warnings: This is basically Saw games for babies.
What: Corporate hazing, in the style of themepark murder clowns.
When: October 18th-19th.
Where: A large, empty carnival, apparently.
Warnings: This is basically Saw games for babies.
“Burning the ground, I break from the crowd I'm on the hunt, I'm after you. I smell like I sound, I'm lost and I'm found And I'm hungry like the wolf.” ☆DISCORD AND RHYME It’s your first free night after a particularly feverish series of performances. It’s a comparatively lazy Sunday evening - one that all of you are obligated to spent in the HQ. Things are normal, at least as normal as they ever are, are you’re free to go to bed early and for once have the luxury in sleeping in tomorrow. At least theoretically.Whether you go to bed or not, you’ll find yourself drifting off - and then the sound eerie, peculiar music...like the sound of an old music box, with a soft feminine voice singing wordlessly along. You’ll fall asleep, hard, and when you wake up you are somewhere else. ☆THE SACRIFICES At first, you wake up in what seems like some kind of boiler room. Some parts of the floor are slick with moisture, and your hands and feet are bound, with your wrists locked to the industrial piping behind you. Regaining consciousness is slow and difficult, as if it wasn't meant to come to you quite yet. You can hear water and steam flowing through some of the pipes, and the complex is obviously still active with...whatever it's supposed to be doing. But maybe you're just too busy freaking out at your evident kidnapping to think too hard about circumstantial evidence. You aren't the only one in here. Whether they are awake or unconscious, four other Pride members are bound nearby. Around the side of some of the machinery, you can see the glow of computers, though you can't quite see the screens - there are chairs, though, and a cup of Starbucks that is still steaming. Whoever brought you here is probably still around, and there's no telling how long you have before they return. ☆THE CHALLENGERS You wake up sitting in what appears to be a bumper car of all things - you know, one of those little vehicles you drive around at carnivals to crash into each other? You're sitting in one, and your hand are handcuffed around the bar behind you. Your neck is definitely sore, like you've been sitting like this for a while. It only takes a moment to realize two things: 1) you actually are in a theme park of some sort, and it's still night time, and 2) you're not alone. At least a dozen other Pride members are handcuffed to the bumper cars around you, all pointed in the direction of an empty stretch of wheel worn floor - like an audience, intended to view a speaker. Whoever brought you here doesn't give you much time to be confused. They stride into the center of the "stage" like they own the place. They are wearing a hooded coat of a decidedly gothic style, with a hood that shadows their face. When they speak, they sound feminine - almost like the voice you remember putting you to sleep earlier. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen," they say, "to your trial by fire." “Strut on a line, it's discord and rhyme I'm on the hunt, I'm after you. Mouth is alive with juices like wine And I'm hungry like the wolf.” |
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Nearby, the very angry voice of a very familiar female echoed as the figure it belonged to practically ran over.
"Nariko! Nariko's not here...!"
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"Thank god you guys are all right!"
Koumei joined them, breathless and more disheveled than normal. There was a wild, uncertain look in his eyes as he surveyed the scene.
"I haven't seen Nariko either-- where could she be?!"
....If anything happened to her......
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"I don't-- she could be anywhere." He chews his lip, still looking around until he spots something and turns to stride towards it with purpose. "But someone can probably tell us."
(Somebody stop him before he tries to fight someone.)
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"That said... I doubt that we'd be here all-but-one. And I don't think anyone will tell us, they haven't said much this far.
"Four of us. Four directions. Meeting here, say, in half an hour, or an hour, if somebody doesn't show up, the rest know which way to go looking for them?"
Is he taking this seriously? Yes, in a way. But, come on, they're kidnapped to a creepy carnival site. If they're given cliches, might as well give them some back, right?
"Or we can stick together."
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"You all heard that right?" He looks back at everyone for some confirmation that he's not losing his mind.
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"...That wasn't just you, love."
Shoot. That could be anything making that sound--
"We might want to start running?"
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"Fan out!" Koumei called, reaching up to tighten his loose ponytail as he darted his gaze around for the source of the sound. He kicked his slippers off-- they would only be a hinderance now.
"They'll have less luck getting all of us if we go in different directions!"
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Richard actually wants to stay and find out what it will do. Wants to see if it can be fought.
But that won't answer the question of Nariko, so he starts running, too, keeping an eye, as long as possible, on the other three... and how the thing moves. Which of them it follows.
Will he or she need help very shortly, too. Just in case.
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Shoot, shoot shoot shoot--Garnet started to run as hard as she could. Maybe they'll all be lucky and it didn't really follow them? But then why would they get kidnapped in the first place?
Where were the police when you needed them!?