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recolle2018-08-26 05:17 pm
manufactured) wrote in recolle2018-08-26 05:17 pm
[OPEN] Prick your fingers, it is done, the moon has now eclipsed the sun
WHO: Albert Wesker (eventually) and whomever decides to join him (presumably you!)
WHERE: Dreamscapes.
WHEN: Slightly backdated to 8/24.
WHAT: Dreamdiving.
WARNINGS: Medical experimentation, brainwashing, child abuse, violence, body horror, depictions of self-harm, a general blanket warning that Wesker has been through Some Shit and as such this is probably going to suck on several levels.
[It's cold.
It isn't the familiar drop in temperature that might come from the weather, but a sterile, artificial chill, the sort associated with medical work - hospitals and laboratories and other places that bring with them a sharp, chemical smell and an unpleasant sense that you don't really want to be there.
Of course, the metal table against your back probably isn't doing much to keep you warm, either.
Trying to sit up will be a bit of a problem, given the heavy restraints locked around your wrists and ankles, your hips and your upper body; they're a combination of metal and leather, old-fashioned and imposing, clearly designed to restrain something very, very powerful, and they're keeping you from going very far. You can look around enough to tell that where you are is...probably not somewhere you want to stay for long - it is, in fact, a laboratory of some sort, full of instruments and vials and jars of things that don't look very nice, the metal walls giving way somewhere just on the edges of your line of sight, turning into something else - a sort of open entrance to what looks like a cave of some sort. Either way, it'll probably take you somewhere that isn't here if you follow it. Tipping your head back will show another potential exit to the area - a metal door in the wall near all the instruments and materials.
Of course, you can't really utilize either route if you're bound down, now, can you? You should probably work on figuring out what you're going to do about that, first.]
WHERE: Dreamscapes.
WHEN: Slightly backdated to 8/24.
WHAT: Dreamdiving.
WARNINGS: Medical experimentation, brainwashing, child abuse, violence, body horror, depictions of self-harm, a general blanket warning that Wesker has been through Some Shit and as such this is probably going to suck on several levels.
[It's cold.
It isn't the familiar drop in temperature that might come from the weather, but a sterile, artificial chill, the sort associated with medical work - hospitals and laboratories and other places that bring with them a sharp, chemical smell and an unpleasant sense that you don't really want to be there.
Of course, the metal table against your back probably isn't doing much to keep you warm, either.
Trying to sit up will be a bit of a problem, given the heavy restraints locked around your wrists and ankles, your hips and your upper body; they're a combination of metal and leather, old-fashioned and imposing, clearly designed to restrain something very, very powerful, and they're keeping you from going very far. You can look around enough to tell that where you are is...probably not somewhere you want to stay for long - it is, in fact, a laboratory of some sort, full of instruments and vials and jars of things that don't look very nice, the metal walls giving way somewhere just on the edges of your line of sight, turning into something else - a sort of open entrance to what looks like a cave of some sort. Either way, it'll probably take you somewhere that isn't here if you follow it. Tipping your head back will show another potential exit to the area - a metal door in the wall near all the instruments and materials.
Of course, you can't really utilize either route if you're bound down, now, can you? You should probably work on figuring out what you're going to do about that, first.]
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This is a big room. ]
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And as you're taking in everything, it's likely evident that those holes in the ceiling - the ones letting you see the stars outside - are also pretty big. And if you're listening closely enough, you can probably hear the sound of something moving somewhere above you, near those openings - it's a scrabbling noise, the sort of thing that implies that something's moving but not getting too much purchase on the surface it's moving along, sort of like claws on rock.
Sort of like really, really big claws on rock.
Sort of like something massive's about to start trying to get in from outside.]
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She knows something is up around the time she makes it to the center of the alter-thing and ... that.
Sounds like something is coming.
...
She should move? She should move. She's going to pick up the pace and move a little out of the way here, though trying to find whatever is making the noise up there with her eyes. ]
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A screech that is many, many times larger than Elda is used to, but it's likely familiar just the same. Oddly familiar? Closely familiar.
It'll likely be evident why when it twists, letting itself drop from the ceiling and unfurling massive wings from its back, beating them heavily in midair and regaining some sense of equilibrium. Again, the tail is thick and long, and it seems deeply wrong in a lot of ways; it's also got four wings instead of the usual two, likely to support something of its size - it's got to be at least fifteen feet long - but the face of the creature in the darkness and the general body shape of the torso is something Elda will recognize.
It's obviously been crossed with something else and it's probably got some sort of hideous virus going on, but what she's facing down seems to be, at least mostly, a massive bat.]
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... The sound is what actually makes her gasp a little bit.
Whoa. That's- well. ]
Whoa, big guy...
[ Is she going to have to dodge this thing... ]
apologies for delays, this past week has been a travesty
...Mind the tail, that thing is huge and probably not something you want to get a faceful of.]
I mean. Back at you
But okay, if this thing is going to swoop at her, first things first is to get out of the way of the first strike. More relevantly, ]
Whoa there, come on!