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Entry tags:
- !location: obs deck,
- !plot: at the mountains of madness,
- !status: open,
- aeneas,
- chihiro ogino,
- demon alessa,
- dustin silver,
- fletcher tringham,
- guybrush threepwood,
- katara,
- kazami shiro,
- phoenix wright,
- reinforce eins,
- sawyer,
- spencer reid,
- spock,
- tess lee,
- thursday next,
- tsukasa kadoya,
- tycho celchu,
- yue ayase
Friendly Fire
Elsewhere on this ship, a war was being waged. A war for the hearts and minds, the souls and very sanity of this crew.
A war that Stacy wasn't certain that all would survive, hence why she released you. Replacements would be needed.
But that war is miles away from where you are. Or at least, so it seems. There are no screams of agony to greet you, no monsters trying to claw at you.
But that doesn't mean the Nightmare King can't reach you.
Prior to your arrival here on the Obs deck, reality had been shifted. Constructs of the current crew grew out of nothing. All of them look, sound, feel, behave, and scan as the crew member they're copying. They're as real as you are. And with smiling faces, they await your arrival.
They can't wait to welcome you. To your doom.
Won't you say hi?
[ooc: Nightmare plot is still on, people, and this is the newbie portion. For all current players, as stated above, the Nightmare King made copies of your guys, who are still stuck fighting nightmares elsewhere in the plot. You can tag in as the copy of your character, have them be friendly, get the newbies to let their guard down, and then the real nightmare can begin. Newbies, you can tag in, have fun, and suspect nothing until its too late.]
[Only new characters and Command Staff can start new threads for introductions, to limit the number of threads. Everyone else, just tag in and have the copies of your guys greet the newbies.]
A war that Stacy wasn't certain that all would survive, hence why she released you. Replacements would be needed.
But that war is miles away from where you are. Or at least, so it seems. There are no screams of agony to greet you, no monsters trying to claw at you.
But that doesn't mean the Nightmare King can't reach you.
Prior to your arrival here on the Obs deck, reality had been shifted. Constructs of the current crew grew out of nothing. All of them look, sound, feel, behave, and scan as the crew member they're copying. They're as real as you are. And with smiling faces, they await your arrival.
They can't wait to welcome you. To your doom.
Won't you say hi?
[ooc: Nightmare plot is still on, people, and this is the newbie portion. For all current players, as stated above, the Nightmare King made copies of your guys, who are still stuck fighting nightmares elsewhere in the plot. You can tag in as the copy of your character, have them be friendly, get the newbies to let their guard down, and then the real nightmare can begin. Newbies, you can tag in, have fun, and suspect nothing until its too late.]
[Only new characters and Command Staff can start new threads for introductions, to limit the number of threads. Everyone else, just tag in and have the copies of your guys greet the newbies.]
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Aeneas straightened, towering above the crowd, and let out an inhuman screech through terrifying mandibles. The display would’ve normally attracted some sort of negative response from those around him, but then again, almost everyone here was on his side, and therefore pretended to be oblivious.
“You will let us consume you!” the alien cried in a voice that was not at all his own.
He gave Spencer a head start.
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Reid didn't hesitate to turn and dash into the crowd, and looking about quickly for some sort of exit or...'There's no way to outrun it, but if I could find somewhere that size could be advantageous.' ..The creature was much larger than him, so if there were just a crevasse where he could use that to his advantage then escaping could be probable.
He spotted something nearby--a doorway--and hastened for it.