Descent into Darkness

[bravenewmods]

As the characters arrive, they will find what appears to be a rather deep cavern. Upon entering, the caverns are quite narrow, with twists and turns everywhere and different tunnels that all seem to be interconnected. As characters travel deeper within the caverns, reality around them will start to warp, they will start to see and hear things that aren’t necessarily there - images of old enemies, past failures, voices of condemnation, visions that strike at the soul and core of the characters. Once this begins, it will only increase in power and volume, demanding it be confronted, lest they be trapped within these caves forever.

[OOC: This event will run for a week. All characters who enter the caves will be subject to some of their deepest fears, darkest demons, and most abject failures. To overcome them, characters must help each other out, finding their purpose through strength of character and resolve to move forward. In general, these visions should require characters to come to grips with themselves. Illusory images and voices can and will appear and can take any number of forms, depending on what is most appropriate to a character. Additionally, characters may thread with each other and are encouraged to help each other out to overcome these personal demons. For those who wish to take part, they are able and encouraged to narrate their own personal demons, which will be on display for everyone who enters their thread. IC threads may be made in this post.]

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i have had to resist so many jack puns

[nippy]

Even if I did see something, I dunno if I'd believe it. There's no way the real thing would be here now.

Why would you think that?

[ a figure steps out of one of the tunnels, an old man dressed finely in white aristocratic clothes. his face is obscured by a hood, but his eyes are pale - and beyond that, there is nothing. there are no details that can be made out of his appearance, and even while there's no way to explain what exactly is missing, a close look at him just comes up lacking somehow. trying to describe him to someone else would be almost impossible. despite his sudden entrance, he stands still with his hands folded behind his back, face impassive and calm.

Jack, on the other hand, reacts to him like some wild, startled creature. he scrambles backwards and there is a CRACK of frost lightning across his skin, a thin sheet of ice shooting out across the ground from his bare feet. the breaths he draws are shallow, hitching, they shudder on every exhale. ]

Is it because nothing good could ever happen in your life? [ the Mage tilts his head, considering. something about his gaze calls to mind the aloof scientist, the man who looks at his specimen with interest but cold regard. ] Or are you too afraid of finally getting what you've wanted ever since Jack Frost was born?

I can only imagine :)

[divine_braid]

[Duo's expression darkened at the man's approach, suddenly on the defensive at the sudden appearance. Disembodied voices were one thing, but this was someone who hadn't been there moments before.]

Who are you?