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entrancelogs2017-03-12 04:36 pm
catinthemask) wrote in entrancelogs2017-03-12 04:36 pm
[Open] The inevitable "creepy lab" level in video games
Who: Zacharie and you.
Where: The True Labs
When: Throughout the event.
Rating: PG for now. Will adjust if needed.
Summary: Zacharie got turned into a child (again). So what better to do then do some puzzles, chat up a weird thing in a bath tub, meet Endogeny and price out the DT Extractor?
The Story:
A) They see me puzzling.
[So Wonderland appears to get some measure of joy in turning Zacharie into a child. Maybe it was because the NPC never had a proper childhood, maybe it was because he was adorable as a kid or simply because it liked reminding him he was doomed to be short regardless of whether or not he was an adult or a child. Who knows? Either way, he's a kid again and in a lab that is somewhat of a staple of every single horror video game.
Not that Zacharie's particularly frightened. Coming from a game that was surreal horror itself, he feels right at home. Just needed a few ghosts and a baseball-themed purifier and he'd be good to go. He's still got his backpack full of items but it was doubtful anyone was going to buy from him right now. So onto the next best thing: puzzles.
Honestly, Zacharie likes these kinds of puzzles. They're pretty easy to do and the pictures turn out nice, even if that's clearly not the objective here. So anyone can find a small child in a mask bent over one of the puzzles, snapping the pieces together. Those who know Zacharie will probably notice his mask is a different one once again. This time around it's blank with a wide smile drawn on it and nothing else.
Don't ask how he can see without eye holes. You don't want to know.]
B) At least it isn't in a toilet.
[Once the puzzles are done Zacharie takes a walk to find the keys. The lab is a heck of a lot bigger then it looks and he knows it's going to take awhile before he finds anything, or someone will simply beat him to the punch. It doesn't really matter much but it'd be fun to be the one to find a hidden item rather than just hand out hints and watch things unfold. Be a bit more productive, step out of your comfort zone.
Or something like that.
Eventually his wanderings lead him to a long hallway with a tub at the end that had its curtains drawn. And a...thing moving back and forward. Weird. Zacharie simply stares at it before speaking.]
Hello there, my friend. I hate to interrupt your rhythmic swaying but I wish to take a look in the tub. Do you mind vacating it for a moment?
[It doesn't respond and continues swaying away. Zacharie stares a bit longer before asking again. He's been paying attention to the network so he knows these creatures are harmless for the most part, so maybe he has to talk it out.
Or he could just walk forward, but Zacharie doesn't know that.]
C) The immortal stalker...?
[So apparently having more meat then you know what to do with on your person attracts dogs when it's not attracting a certain pair of cats.
Zacharie stares up at Endogeny, who has been following him for a good while now. Again he knows that the Amalgamates are harmless but the size difference is unnerving, along with ago-old instincts were starting to creep up on the merchant. Ah to be young again. But the melting dog(s?) kind of takes priority here.]
Yes, I certainly agree that the Meats of Alma are excellent but sadly I cannot give you everything that is in my bag. Ah, but! [Zacharie sees the Amalgamate's ears droop and drops his bag, digging around for a moment before producing a cut of Silver Flesh.] I can give you this.
[It kind of engulfs Zacharie's arm in an effort to get at the Meat but he pulls back fast enough that he doesn't lose too much there. That appears to make Endogeny happy and it quickly bounds into a play bow, tail wagging. Not quite what Zacharie had been hoping for but what the heck. He'll play.
He's not from the right game to say he equipped a stick but he tosses it away and watches Endogeny give chase. Hopefully nobody was in that direction or they're going to be in for a surprise!]
D) And the dark secret of the whole level.
[The post on the network explaining about things mentioned a machine that looked like a skull and Zacharie wanted to take a look. Not touch it, just look. Maybe price it out for giggles because he can.
It takes a bit for him to actually get into the area, however. Someone was standing guard and Zacharie didn't have firm control over his abilities at this point. So he more or less had to wait until they left and then slip in.
The machine is much, much bigger than he thought it would be and there's a childish urge to climb it. Brought back a number of memories of climbing around Zone 0 even if you didn't get anywhere. But instead of doing that Zacharie clasps his hands behind his back and walks up to the machine, inspecting it without touching.
He's clearly looking for something, but what? Feel free to ask if you want. Or just kick him out of the room since "kids" shouldn't be in here.]
E) We need more horror troops.
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Where: The True Labs
When: Throughout the event.
Rating: PG for now. Will adjust if needed.
Summary: Zacharie got turned into a child (again). So what better to do then do some puzzles, chat up a weird thing in a bath tub, meet Endogeny and price out the DT Extractor?
The Story:
A) They see me puzzling.
[So Wonderland appears to get some measure of joy in turning Zacharie into a child. Maybe it was because the NPC never had a proper childhood, maybe it was because he was adorable as a kid or simply because it liked reminding him he was doomed to be short regardless of whether or not he was an adult or a child. Who knows? Either way, he's a kid again and in a lab that is somewhat of a staple of every single horror video game.
Not that Zacharie's particularly frightened. Coming from a game that was surreal horror itself, he feels right at home. Just needed a few ghosts and a baseball-themed purifier and he'd be good to go. He's still got his backpack full of items but it was doubtful anyone was going to buy from him right now. So onto the next best thing: puzzles.
Honestly, Zacharie likes these kinds of puzzles. They're pretty easy to do and the pictures turn out nice, even if that's clearly not the objective here. So anyone can find a small child in a mask bent over one of the puzzles, snapping the pieces together. Those who know Zacharie will probably notice his mask is a different one once again. This time around it's blank with a wide smile drawn on it and nothing else.
Don't ask how he can see without eye holes. You don't want to know.]
B) At least it isn't in a toilet.
[Once the puzzles are done Zacharie takes a walk to find the keys. The lab is a heck of a lot bigger then it looks and he knows it's going to take awhile before he finds anything, or someone will simply beat him to the punch. It doesn't really matter much but it'd be fun to be the one to find a hidden item rather than just hand out hints and watch things unfold. Be a bit more productive, step out of your comfort zone.
Or something like that.
Eventually his wanderings lead him to a long hallway with a tub at the end that had its curtains drawn. And a...thing moving back and forward. Weird. Zacharie simply stares at it before speaking.]
Hello there, my friend. I hate to interrupt your rhythmic swaying but I wish to take a look in the tub. Do you mind vacating it for a moment?
[It doesn't respond and continues swaying away. Zacharie stares a bit longer before asking again. He's been paying attention to the network so he knows these creatures are harmless for the most part, so maybe he has to talk it out.
Or he could just walk forward, but Zacharie doesn't know that.]
C) The immortal stalker...?
[So apparently having more meat then you know what to do with on your person attracts dogs when it's not attracting a certain pair of cats.
Zacharie stares up at Endogeny, who has been following him for a good while now. Again he knows that the Amalgamates are harmless but the size difference is unnerving, along with ago-old instincts were starting to creep up on the merchant. Ah to be young again. But the melting dog(s?) kind of takes priority here.]
Yes, I certainly agree that the Meats of Alma are excellent but sadly I cannot give you everything that is in my bag. Ah, but! [Zacharie sees the Amalgamate's ears droop and drops his bag, digging around for a moment before producing a cut of Silver Flesh.] I can give you this.
[It kind of engulfs Zacharie's arm in an effort to get at the Meat but he pulls back fast enough that he doesn't lose too much there. That appears to make Endogeny happy and it quickly bounds into a play bow, tail wagging. Not quite what Zacharie had been hoping for but what the heck. He'll play.
He's not from the right game to say he equipped a stick but he tosses it away and watches Endogeny give chase. Hopefully nobody was in that direction or they're going to be in for a surprise!]
D) And the dark secret of the whole level.
[The post on the network explaining about things mentioned a machine that looked like a skull and Zacharie wanted to take a look. Not touch it, just look. Maybe price it out for giggles because he can.
It takes a bit for him to actually get into the area, however. Someone was standing guard and Zacharie didn't have firm control over his abilities at this point. So he more or less had to wait until they left and then slip in.
The machine is much, much bigger than he thought it would be and there's a childish urge to climb it. Brought back a number of memories of climbing around Zone 0 even if you didn't get anywhere. But instead of doing that Zacharie clasps his hands behind his back and walks up to the machine, inspecting it without touching.
He's clearly looking for something, but what? Feel free to ask if you want. Or just kick him out of the room since "kids" shouldn't be in here.]
E) We need more horror troops.
[ooc: Got a different prompt in mind or want something specific? Hit me up at
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It won't take this too.
He doesn't have any of that synthetic courage, a fistful of medicated willpower he could choke down. But for a moment, for a moment - it feels like he doesn't need it.]
I'm not scared of you.
[He's not scared of you.
Do you hear him?
He watched them all burn. Jay. Brian. Alex. Seth. Sarah. Amy.
He lost them all. He watched them all fall to pieces. Watched nameless men get their skulls caved in, for the simple crime of being at the wrong place at the wrong time. He watched them fall, one by one.
So maybe, for once in his life - maybe he's got the determination to do something about.]
I'm not scared of you.
So you let him go.
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[Do you?
Well, of course Tim does. He's just never reached that far. That sort of ending was not for him...or maybe he was just a coward. There's only so far you can go before you have to get someone else to lend a helping hand.
But that's elsewhere. And It's never been somewhere so white that It could spread out. And Tim's bravery? His newfound Determination? Dust in the wind.
It only takes one death to become irredeemable. Just one. It didn't matter in one world, mattered in the other and it was whatever it was in anything else. Didn't matter here. Tim would come back, one way or another.
And this puppet? Was very, very interesting.]
Oración.
[Suddenly there is the smell of sugar in the air...]
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Zacharie's body convulsed again and he starts coughing and wheezing. It didn't realize the limits of what he was capable of, as the merchant and the guide he was incapable of combat until he trained back up, couldn't reach those high-tier spells until he grinds someone's life under his heel or is killed by that same person. Pride and rage. Greed and apathy.
Just start talking. That was what Tim wanted before you left, before It came.]
Sorry. Sorry sorry, I'm back. It's me it's me again it's safe. I just need space. I just need to go j̀͞ư̢̨s͝͏͠t͏̶͟ ̷n̴͘͟é̴͘ȩd̷̛҉ ̡a̢͞͞ mińu̸t͡e̷͡ j҉̸ú͟҉s̷̷t ͠n̡͠e̢e͏̧͝d̵͠ ͡t̴͏o̧ ͝b̴r̶̛ęa̕t̴̀h̶̢è͡ ag̵͝ą͏ì͏n̛ s͏̕͢͞o̷̴͘͢͞ḿ̴̢́͟é̴̛͢͜t͏҉͝h̷̵́͠į̴͠n͡͏ǵ̀̀͢'̵ş̶̸ ҉͘͏w͏̧̀r̴̨̛o̢̢̕͜͠ǹ̕͢͠g̸̵̷̵̕ ̸̨͜Į̧̕'͜͢҉m̸̴̸͟ ̀̀͘͟g̸̴̛҉o̴̕͏͞i̢̕̕n̡͢͠g҉̧͜͜͟ ̵͠t͡ơ̷͞͞ ́͢c̢͞r̸͜ą͢͝s҉͡҉͜͞h̴̨ ̴̛̛͢͡a̷̛͞͏g̵̢̨͘a̴̢̕͝i̡̢͢͝͠n̶̶̨͢
[* You call for help.
]
* ...ahahah.
[The NPC is laughing because even petty victories counted. Spite certainly was a motivator.
And above everything, somewhere in the mess that was his mind right now, Zacharie knew he had to get away from Tim. Not because he was hurting the NPC or making things worse. Zacharie could hear it. Could see it.
"I'm not scared of you. So you let him go."]
It's okay. It's okay. From now on, there will be no more darkness. I promise. No more LOVE. Can't fail conversations with me.
[It takes a lot more concentration than usual. It has stopped pushing his buttons, so it's not like Zacharie's actually managing to fight It off or anything. He's not that strong. It's just pulling the scattered bits of 'Zacharie' and his code together to pull off one last magic trick that takes awhile.
He smiles a bit wider than normal and then he's suddenly gone again. Zacharie isn't sure where he'll wind up, probably somewhere deep in the Lab. Maybe even where everyone's bodies are so that isn't a problem.
Either way, it'll be okay. Zacharie promises.]
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He's still not. Or maybe he just never was. There's a whiff of something hard and sweet, cutting through the air, almost stinging his nostrils with the intensity of it, and he says another word Tim doesn't understand.
From now on, there will be no more darkness. No more...love?
He opens his mouth. To shout It out, to tell It to leave, or maybe just to ask what's happening, why he feels like this, to say that he's sorry he ruined everything, stumbling into that stupid machine after all the insisting he did that it would go wrong, catalyzing things going wrong in the first place like he always does.
But before he can say anything at all, Zacharie's gone.
There's no spritz of static, no distorting of the world, no rippling folds of some plane shifting while everything else stays the same. He blinks, and that unnatural smile sears itself into the dark of his eyelids with every blink that follows.
For a long moment that follows, all he can do is drag in breath after rattling breath as the scattered pieces of himself struggle to ascribe some sense of meaning to what just happened.
But he doesn't.
And he can't.
He just has to leave before anyone else finds him here.]