[Open log]
Who: Near (nearly_the_best) & OPEN.
When: After the layer change to level 6.
Where: It starts in the cafeteria.
Rating: PG13 for possible violence?
Summary: Near looks for a safe place. (I was going to join Italy's open scene, but it got a bit crowded and perhaps it'd have become a bit difficult to play if I add yet another character to it, haha).
Warnings: Monsters!?
Never before had Near killed a living being, if those poisonous spiders could be considered as such, and yet his survival instincts had pushed him to quickly smash his clay robot onto the little monster. The rest had been a succession of more unprecedented images. Near managed to run (shaky, inexperienced legs threatening to give in) at the alarming sound of more spiders coming, and didn't stop until he succeeded at losing sight of them.
Breathless, Near sat down underneath one of the tables at the cafeteria, knees up against his chest, eyes wide open as if they were going to pop out of his head at any given moment. The whole asylum had taken the shape of a kid's worst nightmare, so surreal that Near's logical sense of reality had started to become numb. He wasn't used to surviving on his own, much less in a situation akin to something out of a survival-horror video game, and antisocial as he'd always been, he could only hope that another human being would be his guest.
When: After the layer change to level 6.
Where: It starts in the cafeteria.
Rating: PG13 for possible violence?
Summary: Near looks for a safe place. (I was going to join Italy's open scene, but it got a bit crowded and perhaps it'd have become a bit difficult to play if I add yet another character to it, haha).
Warnings: Monsters!?
Never before had Near killed a living being, if those poisonous spiders could be considered as such, and yet his survival instincts had pushed him to quickly smash his clay robot onto the little monster. The rest had been a succession of more unprecedented images. Near managed to run (shaky, inexperienced legs threatening to give in) at the alarming sound of more spiders coming, and didn't stop until he succeeded at losing sight of them.
Breathless, Near sat down underneath one of the tables at the cafeteria, knees up against his chest, eyes wide open as if they were going to pop out of his head at any given moment. The whole asylum had taken the shape of a kid's worst nightmare, so surreal that Near's logical sense of reality had started to become numb. He wasn't used to surviving on his own, much less in a situation akin to something out of a survival-horror video game, and antisocial as he'd always been, he could only hope that another human being would be his guest.