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Brave New World Mods ([personal profile] bravenewmods) wrote in [community profile] bravenewworld2015-07-17 09:32 pm

Descent into Darkness

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.]
nippy: (i'm alright here in your arms‚ darling)

[personal profile] nippy 2015-07-25 11:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ touch is so strange. it isn't even against his skin but his nerves tingle under the pressure and warmth of her hand; he leans into it gratefully, but he's glad she didn't hug him this time, because that's— that much contact all at once makes him feel brittle, fragile, like his bones are too thin and he's too small and he'll just shake himself to pieces. he can cope with this. he can handle slow, careful doses.

but other than thinking about the effect of her touch, taking it in and trying to decipher the feeling so that his mind ticks over and calms down from this frenzy... he isn't sure what to do. even if he wanted to talk about this (he doesn't) there's no way he could. he just screamed at that stupid illusion about how sick he is of trying to make people understand, and now he feels like he'll be too aware of any missteps that Lux makes in the conversation. every minor pang of irritation will feel like an arrow through his gut, any anger amplified because he's so worked up about everything.

so he just scrubs his hands over his face to wipe away tears (like a child, unashamed, like someone who has no awareness of a social insistence on manners, maturity, etiquette) and he mumbles, small and wretched: ]


Your fingers are gonna go numb if you hold on too long.
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[personal profile] ladyofluminosity 2015-07-25 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ The storm was over, she knew, and the adrenaline rush she was feeling was beginning to abate. The cold dulled the pain she felt a bit, so for that she was thankful. Large doses might prove problematic, but that hardly mattered to her at this point.

Lux smiled gently, as much as she could muster, leaning a bit so he could see her face. She sighed, an amused little noise as he tried his best to put up a strong front. ]


I'll survive. Don't worry about me, okay?

[ She gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze before letting her hand fall away. Using her left arm to help herself up, she held her hand out to him. ]

What do you say we get out of here? Come on. I think we've both had enough of this place.