Do you remember her face, young one? She who gave birth. Her lips, her soft expression, the glint in her eye as she took this bountiful gift away as freely as it was given? She is all – mercy and cruelty, grace and torment in a smile. The flick of her finger, and we are gone. This is the struggle of our plane. We all march towards our apportioned fate, paying heed to no stone or branch; only the sky as it fades over the horizon. It’s red today. The color of death and life.
Good morning. This one records three days, five hours [ERROR] [RESET]…This one records eight hours since you were adjourned for rest. This one hopes your relaxation and replenishment was sufficient. This one must impress upon you that the Project cannot fail. Another one of you fell, and must be disposed of. Unfortunate. A good Project member lost already. THis one thinks more will come if you do not find the interlopers.
Wasp lies dead in her empty concrete room. A thin red line stretches from ear to ear, a stream of crimson reaching from her prone form to the door. Nobody says anything. She was a good Scion (Vanilla Town), as loyal to the Project as anyone. A ghastly new wrinkle for the Project’s viability.
Yes, this one would be saddened if…This one…[ERROR] [RESET]…[ERROR]…[RESET FAILED, SWITCHING TO BACKUP]…[ERROR] [3RR0R]…
Silence. And then…
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PLAYERS
- Sic humor
- Forget_it_jake
- Spookyfriend
- Ralph
- Grumproro
- Hoho
- Mr.ImMyOwnGrampa
- Zecko
- Owen
- April LKD
- Donalbain
Wasp(Scion – Vanilla Town)DW(Vitiator – Serial Killer)- Tiff Aching
- InnDE
- Mars Five
- Sister Jude
- JamMoriarty
- Lamb Dance
- TCRM
- Lord Stoneheart
- Lutair
- Nuka Fanta
- Louie Blue
- The Hayes Code
ROLES
11 Scions
3 Rejuvenates
1 Revivifier
2 Inamoratas
1 Attestor
1 Descry
1 Shunt
1 Ward
1 Gendarme
1 Requiter
1 B.A.N.N.E.R.
Day Two will end on July 11th at 11am Pacific.
