Saiguuji Sion (
restorefromsave) wrote2013-07-28 09:08 am
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Early heart run.
As you step through the door a siren goes off, the sound echoing in your ears for several minutes as the world goes completely black and empty.
You’re not falling but you’re not really standing on anything either, and all that you can percieve is the sirens still blaring, loud loud loud in your ears--
There’s an explosion so huge you don’t see or hear it so much as feel it through to your very bones. You feel an impact, strange and unsettling, and you think you might be dead? Because you can’t feel your body anymore.
Slowly the sound begins to fade and light and feeling returns, allowing you to see where you are. You’re also alive, good for you.
You end up here at the end. Unless you're Yuki, who ends up here.
((Join #checkmate))
You’re not falling but you’re not really standing on anything either, and all that you can percieve is the sirens still blaring, loud loud loud in your ears--
There’s an explosion so huge you don’t see or hear it so much as feel it through to your very bones. You feel an impact, strange and unsettling, and you think you might be dead? Because you can’t feel your body anymore.
Slowly the sound begins to fade and light and feeling returns, allowing you to see where you are. You’re also alive, good for you.
You end up here at the end. Unless you're Yuki, who ends up here.
((Join #checkmate))
Shrine
The center piece of the room is a shrine, an altar to the subject of the room. A huge picture of Kazuki’s smile graces the altar, and incense and candles and items litter the surface. A gameboy, a crown, a length of rope, a silver key, a bloody knife, a fresh cut sunflower. There’s a body pillow propped against the altar too.
The whole room has a strange, breathless feeling of deep love and devotion devotion devotion obsession love... It’s overwhelming.
Even more overwhelming and disturbing is that one of the wall keeps moving. One moment it’s a wall covered in pictures of Kazuki, the next it’s a field of sunflowers with Kazuki as a child passed out on the ground, the next it’s a scene of carnage and war, dead bodies everywhere--Kazuki holding your hand and running--wait are you looking at a wall or is this really happening to you? You’re older and so is Kazuki and you’re kissing but he’s not responding to it and it breaks your heart no you’re confused you don’t know who this person is he’s telling you about Aather and he’s kind and has a brilliant smile no you’re bleeding, tied to a chair, you think you might be dying but you can hear his voice calling you----
The scenes flicker faster and faster and it’s hard to disassociate yourself from them for a moment or two. They settle again, it’s just a wall. No it’s a field of sunflowers....
There’s also a constant annoying background noise.
The room is a mess. You might want to be careful.
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Key, gameboy, rope, sunflower, crown, knife, and body pillow (It has Kazuki on it. Surprise? Both sides show Kazuki looking flushed and partially dressed and basically pretty damn sexy. If... You’re into that kind of thing.)
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Shit... Kazuki... Sion... this whole time, I never...
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looking for the candle that was on the altar. is it still lit?]
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I don't wanna take away someone you love... but this... this isn't good. This is... sick. This is just... gonna hurt you the longer it goes on. I'm sorry, Sion.
[sets the altar on fire]
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It's okay, it's okay, it's gonna be okay...
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[winces, holding his head and coughing. he scrambles to get up and leave the closet for air]
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Dammit, where's that dialogue box when I need it? Stupid, idiot Typhoon, think before you do shit like that!
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Who's there??
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He wears a white cape with black trim, but it’s stained and covered in blood almost enough to be dyed black. The same dark red stains his face and hands, smearing the silver of the crook he holds, dripping and making a mess... Where is falls, rot seems to spread.
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