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( It ends in her pulling him up with his legs still limp. The second she lets go, back to the ground. )
Hoo boy, you weren't kidding.
Hoo boy, you weren't kidding.
Rayman takes the stranger's hand and pulls, but it's like his legs won't even start up. He grunts and pants as he tries to figure out how to use his body. No dice.]
Oh, this is bad...
Oh, this is bad...
Alright. Here, let me help.
( She stands, holding a hand out. )
( She stands, holding a hand out. )
April 2, 2025 at 8:53 PM
( It ends in her pulling him up with his legs still limp. The second she lets go, back to the ground. )
Hoo boy, you weren't kidding.
Hoo boy, you weren't kidding.
Alright. Here, let me help.
( She stands, holding a hand out. )
( She stands, holding a hand out. )
Inhale... Exhale. Inhale... Exhale. In... Out. In... Out.
"O-Okay..." Gasp. "Umm... It's not really painful anymore... B-But I still can't get up."
"O-Okay..." Gasp. "Umm... It's not really painful anymore... B-But I still can't get up."
Nah, you're good. Anyone would be freakin' out. Deep breaths.
April 2, 2025 at 7:44 PM
Alright. Here, let me help.
( She stands, holding a hand out. )
( She stands, holding a hand out. )
Nah, you're good. Anyone would be freakin' out. Deep breaths.
"I-It's okay..." Deep breaths, Rayman. "Sorry. I-I'm kind of freaking out."
Ah, sorry. Just tryin'a figure out what the issue is.
April 2, 2025 at 6:57 PM
Nah, you're good. Anyone would be freakin' out. Deep breaths.
Ah, sorry. Just tryin'a figure out what the issue is.
"A-Ah!" Rayman tenses, feeling a tickling sensation across nerves that don't belong inside of him. "D-Don't do that! Geez!"
Your neck?
( She takes that as an excuse to start manhandling him, looking at his neck to make sure it's alright. )
( She takes that as an excuse to start manhandling him, looking at his neck to make sure it's alright. )
April 2, 2025 at 6:28 PM
Ah, sorry. Just tryin'a figure out what the issue is.
Your neck?
( She takes that as an excuse to start manhandling him, looking at his neck to make sure it's alright. )
( She takes that as an excuse to start manhandling him, looking at his neck to make sure it's alright. )
"U-Uh..." Stammer... He knows what it is, but he also knows she won't accept that answer as anything less than insanity, so... "M-Maybe...! My neck is...! Oh God, my neck." He bites his lip to keep himself from spilling the beans. He has a *neck*.
( She watches as he clearly moves his right arm. )
..seems like everything's alright? You sure you didn't bang your head on the fall, and that's why?
..seems like everything's alright? You sure you didn't bang your head on the fall, and that's why?
April 2, 2025 at 6:24 PM
Your neck?
( She takes that as an excuse to start manhandling him, looking at his neck to make sure it's alright. )
( She takes that as an excuse to start manhandling him, looking at his neck to make sure it's alright. )
( She watches as he clearly moves his right arm. )
..seems like everything's alright? You sure you didn't bang your head on the fall, and that's why?
..seems like everything's alright? You sure you didn't bang your head on the fall, and that's why?
"My limbs?" He can't tell a stranger that he's never had limbs before now! Rayman touches the arm connecting his left hand to his chest. It's extremely weird to feel heat where it doesn't belong, but that's definitely a sensation of touch. "I-I don't think so," he answers.
..huh. Are they numb at all?
April 2, 2025 at 6:15 PM
( She watches as he clearly moves his right arm. )
..seems like everything's alright? You sure you didn't bang your head on the fall, and that's why?
..seems like everything's alright? You sure you didn't bang your head on the fall, and that's why?
..huh. Are they numb at all?
"N-Not really..." Deeeep breaths. In... Out. "I mean, I fell, so THAT hurts, but I didn't break anything..."
Okay, deep breaths, bud. In, out.
( With a staggering strength, she drags him back to the trunk of the tree, sitting him up. )
Does anything hurt?
( With a staggering strength, she drags him back to the trunk of the tree, sitting him up. )
Does anything hurt?
April 2, 2025 at 6:05 PM
..huh. Are they numb at all?
Okay, deep breaths, bud. In, out.
( With a staggering strength, she drags him back to the trunk of the tree, sitting him up. )
Does anything hurt?
( With a staggering strength, she drags him back to the trunk of the tree, sitting him up. )
Does anything hurt?
"All of it!" Sputter. "L... Limbs...!" He's hyperventilating, unable to keep himself still.
What? Hold on, you're gonna need to be a bit more specific. What part?
April 2, 2025 at 4:53 PM
Okay, deep breaths, bud. In, out.
( With a staggering strength, she drags him back to the trunk of the tree, sitting him up. )
Does anything hurt?
( With a staggering strength, she drags him back to the trunk of the tree, sitting him up. )
Does anything hurt?
What? Hold on, you're gonna need to be a bit more specific. What part?
He appreciates it, considering that this is one of the worst possible things that could happen to him. Rayman scrambles to get into a good position, but he has absolutely no idea what he's doing. "I... I can't use my body!"
( It's a shockingly short amount of time between him calling for help, and it actually arriving. )
( The light of her torch makes her obvious before her own form does, quickly rushing to his fallen body before he can even speak. )
Whoa, whoa, what happened?
( Right to business. )
( The light of her torch makes her obvious before her own form does, quickly rushing to his fallen body before he can even speak. )
Whoa, whoa, what happened?
( Right to business. )
April 2, 2025 at 4:39 PM
What? Hold on, you're gonna need to be a bit more specific. What part?
( It's a shockingly short amount of time between him calling for help, and it actually arriving. )
( The light of her torch makes her obvious before her own form does, quickly rushing to his fallen body before he can even speak. )
Whoa, whoa, what happened?
( Right to business. )
( The light of her torch makes her obvious before her own form does, quickly rushing to his fallen body before he can even speak. )
Whoa, whoa, what happened?
( Right to business. )
⤴️ tries to stand, but is met with an unfamiliar sight. "What am I...?!" Hands lift, dragged down by skin-colored shackles. What happened? What *is* he? What's going on?
"...H... Help! Somebody!"
"...H... Help! Somebody!"
April 2, 2025 at 4:05 PM
( It's a shockingly short amount of time between him calling for help, and it actually arriving. )
( The light of her torch makes her obvious before her own form does, quickly rushing to his fallen body before he can even speak. )
Whoa, whoa, what happened?
( Right to business. )
( The light of her torch makes her obvious before her own form does, quickly rushing to his fallen body before he can even speak. )
Whoa, whoa, what happened?
( Right to business. )
DUDE THAT IS SUCH A PATHETIC INSANITY AURA
FUCK YOU. SANITY DEBUFF -1 PER TICK EVERY SECOND YOU STAND NEXT TO ME
IM NOT OPENING THAT FUCKING DOOR.
April 1, 2025 at 11:52 PM
DUDE THAT IS SUCH A PATHETIC INSANITY AURA
IM NOT OPENING THAT FUCKING DOOR.
🖕🚪
( slurring her words) thisis just like seein' my sister
April 1, 2025 at 11:47 PM
IM NOT OPENING THAT FUCKING DOOR.
aha, hell yeah! i'm glad to finally do somethin' in the real world after bein' in Hell for so long!
i was able to escape the hallway with my aura but you know what! sure! you can run the counter. always nice having an extra, meaty hand.
y'need help runnin' a counter tomorrow? i mean i can do it if you need i ain't got better plans
April 1, 2025 at 11:47 PM
aha, hell yeah! i'm glad to finally do somethin' in the real world after bein' in Hell for so long!
( slurring her words) thisis just like seein' my sister
-80 sanity debuff right now
ha! the constant does that enough
April 1, 2025 at 11:43 PM
( slurring her words) thisis just like seein' my sister
y'need help runnin' a counter tomorrow? i mean i can do it if you need i ain't got better plans
dude this sucks I'm gonna be late for work tomorrow and ripare's gonna have to run the counter
i wish i tore it apart like that. good job, little guy
April 1, 2025 at 11:39 PM
y'need help runnin' a counter tomorrow? i mean i can do it if you need i ain't got better plans
ha! the constant does that enough
try that and i will twist and distort your perception of reality until you actually lose your mind
i wish i tore it apart like that. good job, little guy
April 1, 2025 at 11:39 PM
ha! the constant does that enough
oh that poor bot got got by the door too
April 1, 2025 at 11:27 PM
oh that poor bot got got by the door too
( She pants as her knees give way, sending her to the wet grass of mid-spring. She's never been so thankful for it, or for the quickly setting sun. )
( Wait, setting? She quickly hobbles together a torch as she leaves the area, doing everything she can to put the door out of her mind. )
( Wait, setting? She quickly hobbles together a torch as she leaves the area, doing everything she can to put the door out of her mind. )
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⠀⠀It shatters on impact; and before she could even process it, she was back on the same ground she had been on previously, before the door.
⠀⠀Speaking of the door; it was gone. As if it had never been there to begin with.
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⠀⠀It shatters on impact; and before she could even process it, she was back on the same ground she had been on previously, before the door.
⠀⠀Speaking of the door; it was gone. As if it had never been there to begin with.
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( It stands out so much. It... it had to be something. Her eyes light up, a small smirk reappearing on her face. )
Hey, thanks!
( That's the last thing she says before plunging her spear into the mirror. Painting? Whatever it was. )
Hey, thanks!
( That's the last thing she says before plunging her spear into the mirror. Painting? Whatever it was. )
April 1, 2025 at 6:28 PM
( She pants as her knees give way, sending her to the wet grass of mid-spring. She's never been so thankful for it, or for the quickly setting sun. )
( Wait, setting? She quickly hobbles together a torch as she leaves the area, doing everything she can to put the door out of her mind. )
( Wait, setting? She quickly hobbles together a torch as she leaves the area, doing everything she can to put the door out of her mind. )
( It stands out so much. It... it had to be something. Her eyes light up, a small smirk reappearing on her face. )
Hey, thanks!
( That's the last thing she says before plunging her spear into the mirror. Painting? Whatever it was. )
Hey, thanks!
( That's the last thing she says before plunging her spear into the mirror. Painting? Whatever it was. )
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⠀⠀Unlike the rest of them, it lacked the thing's appearance; and it was placed on the wall beside her.
⠀⠀The thing does not reply to her, only drawing closer with that headache-inducing laugh.
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⠀⠀Unlike the rest of them, it lacked the thing's appearance; and it was placed on the wall beside her.
⠀⠀The thing does not reply to her, only drawing closer with that headache-inducing laugh.
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April 1, 2025 at 6:24 PM
( It stands out so much. It... it had to be something. Her eyes light up, a small smirk reappearing on her face. )
Hey, thanks!
( That's the last thing she says before plunging her spear into the mirror. Painting? Whatever it was. )
Hey, thanks!
( That's the last thing she says before plunging her spear into the mirror. Painting? Whatever it was. )
( It's almost... underwhelming. Those long fingers, that unnatural way of moving, the way the environment changes for it— she's seen it all, just not in one place before. )
( Her head is throbbing. But it's hurt worse for less. Her grip on the spear gets tighter. )
( Her head is throbbing. But it's hurt worse for less. Her grip on the spear gets tighter. )
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⠀⠀It grins. Laughter still echoing painfully. It's a headache, its laughter.
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⠀⠀It grins. Laughter still echoing painfully. It's a headache, its laughter.
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April 1, 2025 at 6:05 PM
( It's almost... underwhelming. Those long fingers, that unnatural way of moving, the way the environment changes for it— she's seen it all, just not in one place before. )
( Her head is throbbing. But it's hurt worse for less. Her grip on the spear gets tighter. )
( Her head is throbbing. But it's hurt worse for less. Her grip on the spear gets tighter. )
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( She sees him. Out of the corner of his eye, she sees him, and she hesitates none in pulling a spear out. )
Nah, I tried to walk away. Damn thing followed me, then you took the door.
Nah, I tried to walk away. Damn thing followed me, then you took the door.
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⠀⠀A figure shifts in the distance; behind, or in front of Winona, it was unclear. It was human-like in appearance, though it was far too long to * be human. Its limbs were long; too long. Thin, with strange proportions.
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⠀⠀A figure shifts in the distance; behind, or in front of Winona, it was unclear. It was human-like in appearance, though it was far too long to * be human. Its limbs were long; too long. Thin, with strange proportions.
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April 1, 2025 at 2:17 PM
( She sees him. Out of the corner of his eye, she sees him, and she hesitates none in pulling a spear out. )
Nah, I tried to walk away. Damn thing followed me, then you took the door.
Nah, I tried to walk away. Damn thing followed me, then you took the door.
I didn't toss it, I dropped it. Big difference.
( She steps down, putting her backpack back on. )
Besides, I could call you "very rude" right back for this whole kidnappin' thing.
( She steps down, putting her backpack back on. )
Besides, I could call you "very rude" right back for this whole kidnappin' thing.
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⠀⠀〝 That's very rude, isn't it? 〞 The lamp vanishes; or was she ever holding a lamp? It's fastened back onto where it had been previously, though. As if she had never touched it.
⠀⠀〝 Tossing things around like that. 〞
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⠀⠀〝 That's very rude, isn't it? 〞 The lamp vanishes; or was she ever holding a lamp? It's fastened back onto where it had been previously, though. As if she had never touched it.
⠀⠀〝 Tossing things around like that. 〞
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( She holds the lamp out, away from her backpack, and drops it onto the ground. )
April 1, 2025 at 8:38 AM
I didn't toss it, I dropped it. Big difference.
( She steps down, putting her backpack back on. )
Besides, I could call you "very rude" right back for this whole kidnappin' thing.
( She steps down, putting her backpack back on. )
Besides, I could call you "very rude" right back for this whole kidnappin' thing.
( She holds the lamp out, away from her backpack, and drops it onto the ground. )
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⠀⠀The lamp is perfectly fine; just as ... that thing had said it was, it shifts in her hand, though it does not do anything more. It's just a lamp, nothing more, nothing less.
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⠀⠀The lamp is perfectly fine; just as ... that thing had said it was, it shifts in her hand, though it does not do anything more. It's just a lamp, nothing more, nothing less.
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( With a roll of her eyes, she picks the bag up, and drops it under the next light fixtures. Standing on it, she removes the lamp, getting to work. )
April 1, 2025 at 8:34 AM
( She holds the lamp out, away from her backpack, and drops it onto the ground. )
( With a roll of her eyes, she picks the bag up, and drops it under the next light fixtures. Standing on it, she removes the lamp, getting to work. )
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⠀⠀Its laughter echoes throughout the halls; endlessly bouncing off the walls as the presence vanishes all-together. She is ... alone once again, perhaps she's alone -- could she be completely sure?
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⠀⠀Its laughter echoes throughout the halls; endlessly bouncing off the walls as the presence vanishes all-together. She is ... alone once again, perhaps she's alone -- could she be completely sure?
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( She whips around. He's not there. )
It was a /euphemism!/ Means I'm gonna dent your ugly mug with my own tools!
It was a /euphemism!/ Means I'm gonna dent your ugly mug with my own tools!
April 1, 2025 at 8:25 AM
( With a roll of her eyes, she picks the bag up, and drops it under the next light fixtures. Standing on it, she removes the lamp, getting to work. )