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27 October 2009 @ 06:26 pm
[3rd floor: (Dated to the Event, apologies for the late.) She’d stumbled her way into the meditation room at some point. Flashes of light. Blood. She wasn’t sure how she ended up on the floor again, near the door way, holding a bloody body and crying, stuck, unable to move. SO much blood. SO much blood.]

D-Dan… Dan…. Dan…

[She rocked, her hands covered in his blood, his body falling away from her lap. Her eyes focused on something else in the room, not the body, but there was so much damn BLOOD around and she couldn’t manage it. Her body was frozen there, hands held up, eyes wide, looking at the blood, just past her hands was the body of Dan, she had…. Had taken care of it before she realized.]

[one name came to mind though, in a panic of need that she hadn’t thought of since she was small] J-Jiraiya... Jiraiya...Jiraiya! Where are you! Where... where are you, Jiraiya?! Where... when I...where are you? Don't be dead again... Jiraiya...
24 October 2009 @ 08:13 pm
[There's the occasional squishing sound as he pushes body parts out of the middle of the hallway with his foot, clearing a path through the stairwell and hall past the bathrooms to the TV lounge. Occasional flashes of lightning help illuminate the dim.]

We're almost there. Almost-- there's not as many bodies here. Maybe it'll be... be....

[Another flash of lightning, and he trails off into a startled cry as something shambling and moaning walks forward out of the lounge.]

... Mum?
23 October 2009 @ 08:08 pm
Is anybody there? Anybody? Somebody, anybody, fer fuck's sake, answer me!

[he coughs and gags, having stumbled across his first dead body]

Oh, Jesus Christ, Jesus fuckin' Christ, wha' the f--

[another pause before there is a shout of horror]

Oh god. Oh Jesus oh god no no no--
23 October 2009 @ 06:28 pm
[It's dinnertime, and the stormclouds have rolled in, thick, black, and ominous. Heavy rain is battering the windows, streaking the glass and turning the outside world hazy; the scene seems to melt over and over as the rain streaks down. People begin milling out of their rooms. The hallways are brightly lit as always. Cold and sterile and bright- until every single patient is out of their rooms and in the halls.

Thunder erupts, the rolling boom so loud and vibrant it makes the glass rattle in its frames. The lights go out. Somewhere there's a cry of panic; somewhere, there's the sound of glass breaking. Everywhere, the doors to the patient rooms slam shut and click. Those who try to open the doors in the darkness find themselves locked out of their rooms. Lightning flickers again, and it seems as though the shadows momentarily fracture, split off from the people they're attached to and dissipate into the darkness.

Soft wet sounds; the stench of iron; heavy breathing and pained groans; suddenly it's certain that you're no longer alone.

And when the emergency lights come back on, hazy and greyed out, there are severed bodies sprawled all along the halls in pools of blood, and there are new shadows walking out in the distance. Ones that look painfully familiar.

There's no sound from the staff. No way back into your rooms. No intercoms, even- the speakers on the walls are eerily quiet, and have no microphone to pick up noise. The storm rages on.

... what will you do now?]
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22 October 2009 @ 10:43 pm
Why...I thought this would be large enough...

It rather...Hm.....[A long pause where she's humming to herself, shoes clicking counter top as she taps her foot.]

Why, I suppose I should be happy to be larger than something, but if I can't get through it doesn't do me very much good at all.

[A sudden loud tapping sound] Ooooooo! Not a one of you should be laughing! I know I cannot hear you but I can see you all quite plainly. It's very rude to laugh at someone, you know. I should be able to find a larger mirror and and then you wouldn't be able to laugh because you should know not to laugh at things so very much taller than you.

[Ooc: Totally before things get scary btw.]
21 October 2009 @ 09:40 pm
I don't really like this place anymore. Going outside is nice and all, but there still isn't anywhere to go.

And not that I'm complaining or anything, but did something happen to all the mirrors here?
21 October 2009 @ 04:30 pm
[Rapid noises as someone shuffles around the room, not stopping to look at anything in particular, restless. Her voice gets louder and softer as she comes close to the intercom and then paces away from it.]

So, somebody said to me that maybe it would be effective if I asked a doctor this. So, I'm asking: doctors, would it be okay if we camped out one night? I think it would be fun to sleep under the stars just once, and it's not like anyone could go anywhere dangerous. I find it getting a little stuffy in here at night, anyway. So can we camp out? Sometime? Tonight?

Anyway. I'm gonna go outside soon, I guess. The gardens look nice today.
20 October 2009 @ 11:02 am

[Slight pause]

This place is, and remains, completely illegitimate. We're not mad.
18 October 2009 @ 05:11 pm
[Have the sounds of someone waking up in the middle of the late night with a bad dream. Gasps and groans as the now forgetful pirate who’s been abnormally silent this past week, wakes up in a small panic.]

N-No… L-Luffy, don’t be s-stu-- Why… blank… nn—

Shit! [A gasp. She gets out of bed, trying not to wake her room mate, and paces a bit. My apologies for a simple ‘waking from a dream’ post, but Pirate needs to wake up more.]
18 October 2009 @ 04:59 pm
Day ten comes to an end. Why am I still awake?

And would it be too much to ask for a deck of cards?

[And if John her hacking coughing room mate is still up or not, have a mumble. If he’s truly asleep, she wont bother you, poor sick fellow.]

How are you doing, over there, Constantine?