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Who: Oliver Day (oliverplus) and Maximilien Robespierre (le_traitre)
Where: In the labyrinth
When: During Oliver's time rendered mute
What: Oliver and Robespierre find themselves lost in a labyrinth. Possible craziness ensues.
Warnings: None
One minute, Oliver was on his way home from work, deep in thought about how in the world he could possibly do any of his assignments without being able to speak and debating if he should just give in and hide out on the Plane until the experiment ended. He was walking a dusty lane, half-watching a rosso lizard crawling along in the road as he contemplated. It was all very normal, really--an observation that would not occur to him until about a moment later when he quite abruptly found that the road, the lizard, and the dust were all gone, and he was in some sort of stone passageway.
He stopped, understandably startled by the sudden change in location. And as he took a cursory glance around, he discovered that, on top of its unexpected appearance, this stone passageway wasn't even your run-of-the-mill, old castle gardens sort of passageway. It, in fact, had many paths, which was not odd in itself. What was odd was that these paths were going off in all directions at impossible angles. And just to top things off, the stone walls were...sparkly.
His reaction would have been along the lines of, "What the hell?" but his open mouth, as usual, produced no sound. He scowled. If the Plane was going to trap him somewhere, couldn't it at least allow him the chance to speak while he was there? But the Plane was as silent in response to his annoyance as his failing attempts at vocalisation. So, giving up that useless endeavour, he decided he'd better have a proper look around. He had a feeling there was going to be some sort of trick or game to this experience, and he didn't want to get caught off-guard.
It was at that time that he, thankfully, realised he was not alone. He didn't recognise the other man, but he smiled anyway, waving to him. Company was always better than being in the middle of a mess on your own.
Where: In the labyrinth
When: During Oliver's time rendered mute
What: Oliver and Robespierre find themselves lost in a labyrinth. Possible craziness ensues.
Warnings: None
One minute, Oliver was on his way home from work, deep in thought about how in the world he could possibly do any of his assignments without being able to speak and debating if he should just give in and hide out on the Plane until the experiment ended. He was walking a dusty lane, half-watching a rosso lizard crawling along in the road as he contemplated. It was all very normal, really--an observation that would not occur to him until about a moment later when he quite abruptly found that the road, the lizard, and the dust were all gone, and he was in some sort of stone passageway.
He stopped, understandably startled by the sudden change in location. And as he took a cursory glance around, he discovered that, on top of its unexpected appearance, this stone passageway wasn't even your run-of-the-mill, old castle gardens sort of passageway. It, in fact, had many paths, which was not odd in itself. What was odd was that these paths were going off in all directions at impossible angles. And just to top things off, the stone walls were...sparkly.
His reaction would have been along the lines of, "What the hell?" but his open mouth, as usual, produced no sound. He scowled. If the Plane was going to trap him somewhere, couldn't it at least allow him the chance to speak while he was there? But the Plane was as silent in response to his annoyance as his failing attempts at vocalisation. So, giving up that useless endeavour, he decided he'd better have a proper look around. He had a feeling there was going to be some sort of trick or game to this experience, and he didn't want to get caught off-guard.
It was at that time that he, thankfully, realised he was not alone. He didn't recognise the other man, but he smiled anyway, waving to him. Company was always better than being in the middle of a mess on your own.