[open dreamdive] no longer human

[thesettingsun]

WHO: You!
WHERE: Shuji's subconscious.
WHEN: August 18.
WHAT: Dreamdiving!
WARNINGS: Depends on how the dive goes, but a likely one is suicide.

[Maybe you weren't even in line of sight of Shuji. Just about everyone has a reason to be out and about on a Saruday afternoon, and nobody wants their day interrupted by the ground falling out from under them. Maybe you don't even instantly recognize that the library entrance you fall into would be part of Shuji's subconscious and not anybody else's.

This is how things ended up for you today, unfortunately. Might as well take a look around and see if you can't spot the man himself.

Locations are in top-levels added as divers enter them.]

Comments

DINING HALL

[thesettingsun]

[On the other side of the main hall, you find what’s probably a dining room. Plenty of tables are set up, four chairs to a table, and menus are tacked up on the walls next to pictures of flowers.

An array of food has been set up on a long table, with a sign: HELP YOURSELF. There are doors on either side: one is in worse repair than anything you’ve seen in here thus far, and one looks perfectly normal.]

[scythegun]

[To the dining hall! Maybe he'll check the doors in the hallways later, but for now, time to explore!

This is a pretty cute room, but Jaeger does not trust the food. If this is some kind of dream or memory or something then who knows what that food will do. Better to ignore it!!

So aside from the food set out, is there anything else to check out here, besides the doors?]

[thesettingsun]

[Jaeger is so distrusting :<

He can read the menus on the walls, but they seem to be just... listing the food that's set out, with the occasional scribbled notes like 'this sucks' and 'good for you why don't I have this more??'.

Looks like it's just the food and the doors that's of real interest.]

[scythegun]

[He didn't get this far in life by being a trusting individual and he's certainly not starting now!!

The menus are kind of cute, and he has to wonder if those are Shuji's thoughts on things, but for now, time to check out the ruined door! Once again, he'll listen in to see if there's anything he can hear first; if not, he'll head on in!]

[thesettingsun]

[Through the door, he can hear the sound of ticking clocks.]

[scythegun]

[Ticking clocks, hmm... Interesting. He's got a tight grip on his weapon in case this ends up turning into some kind of fight, but if that's all he can hear, he'll enter.]

[thesettingsun]

[There's no immediate confrontation when he opens the door, just a bar and bartender.]

[manufactured]

[Well, this is interesting.

He doesn't exactly trust heart-food either, but you know what, fuck it, if anything here looks like it isn't going to result in immediate death, he'll do as he's told and eat something, here's hoping this isn't like some sort of fae thing.

Honestly, the only reason he's willing to do this is he doesn't believe Shuji would set up something like this to intentionally harm people.]

[thesettingsun]

[He wouldn't want to hurt anyone, but you know, Shuji's heart isn't exactly the healthiest...

Picking a random food here, trying the grilled salmon results in a strong, almost overpowering feeling of despair.

You found the mood swing bar! :D]

[manufactured]

[oh for fuck's sake he's never eating seafood again

right

so

give him a moment to just kind of sit down and put his head down on a table so he can try to get rid of the crippling sense of being a fundamentally broken person because that's how his despair tends to manifest, and also stop blaming everything that has ever come out of the ocean and ended up on a plate for all of his life's problems

this might take a moment

god he wants to fucking die, awesome

you have created the world's worst pavlovian association with salmon and he is not touching any more of the food less he start associating, i don't know, kale with orgasmic bliss

no one needs that reaction to kale

OKAY. okay. this is. fine. awesome. okay.

doors.

there are doors in here along with the fucking salmon of misery, let him...focus for a moment before he gets up and makes himself continue because he doesn't have a choice. doors.

he doesn't touch the ruined one right off, because that seems like a terrible idea; let's check to see if the other one is locked before going through it if it isn't.]

[thesettingsun]

[I am so sorry for ruining salmon for you, Wesker.

Surely this door will lead to something better.]

[strawberrypunch]

[The food gets a curious glance, but he'll go ahead and head for that normal door for a peek.]

[thesettingsun]

[The office!]