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[armach]

Spoiler: The Encounter (click to show/hide)

Armach turns on his flash his flashlight and looks around wildly.
"Who was that?" The voice was familiar but he couldn't quite place it.
"You know who it is bitch." Armach turns around and spots the owner of the voice. "Oh, fuck."

He spotted, well, himself or at least something that looked exactly like himself.
It was his doppelganger, and Armach had some knowledge on the myths and stories about them.
That knowledge coupled with the fact that he felt a strange feeling telling him to kill the doppelganger or he would never leave this place left Armach with deep sense of sadness. "Fucking room."

"Would you get that light outta my face." The soft voice shook him out of his thoughts.
"Oh, sorry." He dims the light. "So, do you feel it too?" He spoke quietly.
The doppelganger gave a small nod. "How are we gonna do this."
"Well, we can't fight it out because we'd be evenly matched and the victor would probably just be all fuck up after the fight."
"Hey, yeah, that's what I was thinking too."
"Well, we are, you know, the same fucking person. So we leave it to chance."
"Fine, loser dies. How about Rock Paper Sissors? "
"Yeah, that's fine."
"Also let's not think to much about this, and just get it over with."

They stand across from one another and ready their hands.
"Rock, paper, scissors."
"Rock, paper, scissors."  
Scissors and Rock.

Armach feels a small wind of relief rise in him, but it also carries a sense of disgust.
"Rock, paper, scissors."
"Rock, paper, scissors."  
Scissors and Scissors.

Armach wipes some sweat that has collected on his forehead and doesn't dare to look up at his opponent, focusing only on the hands in front of him.
"Rock, paper, scissors."
"Rock, paper, scissors."  
Rock and Rock.
 
"This is fucked!"
"I told you not to think about it."
"Fuck, it let's just flip a coin-"
"Heads!"
"Fuck, I flip the coin then."

Armach reaches into his pocket and pulls out a quarter.
"Ready?"
"Yeah."
He flips it high into the air and the quarter gleams as it passes through the rays of light from above. It lands nearby with a thud. They both move over to see what it landed on.
The victor can't help but feel the deepest sense of relief.

"Let's wait a couple of minutes before we..."
"Okay, we can lie down for a bit."

They both take off their backpacks off and lie down and stare at rays of light. After a what felt like an eternity of talking about the past and the future, they both decide it's time, and in a few moments only one person is left alive in the pit.

[~Neri]

"There are others, although one turned into a cat somehow. And then erryone just ran into the fog room."

[Tiruin]

"There are others, although one turned into a cat somehow. And then erryone just ran into the fog room."

Tiruin nods.

"Lead the way please. I have no idea where these are or what is going on. But I'm assuming I'm Alice. Alice in Wonderland. And you're my awesome white rabbit who doesn't have to chase time. Please lead on Neri-err, Kevak. Do tell me what to say."

[Arcvasti]

((I'll post my confrontation later, it's written up but I don't want to affect how the others handle theirs. If you want, though, I can pm it to you.))
((I'm realizing my coat would probably tell a lot to anyone with a good enough nose. I keep it very clean, but I don't really wash it, instead removing individual stains and blemishes as they happen.))

HugoLuman sank to his knees, suddenly finding himself back on cold, hard concrete. "...shit." Blood streaked his face from the gash on his left cheek, and he grasped the wound on his shoulder that had his right arm hanging limp. He looks down and sees Arcvasti-cat. "Well, at least you're..." he surveys the scabbed-over wounds "..alive." He breathes deeply a few times, groans, and winces, barely holding himself up on his knees by leaning on his axe, then with some effort assumes a cross-legged sitting position, setting the axe down. "Did you also see something really screwed up in there?"

Arcvasti tries another affirmative head gesture and moves closer to HugoLuman, cuddling against their leg and purring, still breathing heavily.

[WillowLuman]

((I'll post my confrontation later, it's written up but I don't want to affect how the others handle theirs. If you want, though, I can pm it to you.))
((I'm realizing my coat would probably tell a lot to anyone with a good enough nose. I keep it very clean, but I don't really wash it, instead removing individual stains and blemishes as they happen.))

HugoLuman sank to his knees, suddenly finding himself back on cold, hard concrete. "...shit." Blood streaked his face from the gash on his left cheek, and he grasped the wound on his shoulder that had his right arm hanging limp. He looks down and sees Arcvasti-cat. "Well, at least you're..." he surveys the scabbed-over wounds "..alive." He breathes deeply a few times, groans, and winces, barely holding himself up on his knees by leaning on his axe, then with some effort assumes a cross-legged sitting position, setting the axe down. "Did you also see something really screwed up in there?"

Arcvasti tries another affirmative head gesture and moves closer to HugoLuman, cuddling against their leg and purring, still breathing heavily.

HugoLuman, after a moment of hesitation, scratches Arcvasti's head with his non-limp hand, feeling it's probably warranted. "Yeah. This is a bit strange, considering how you were a person just a bit ago. Well, guess you're still one. Um. Has your brain gone all... catty?"

It was then that FallacyOfUrist seemed to snap out of his trance.

"Um... hello? Are you all right?"

Fallacy looms over HugoLuman.

Edit:
"Ow... ow... my ear."

Fallacy feels at his ear using his hand.

"My arm's really messed up. Got hit in the stomach pretty hard, too. Uh... you don't look so good yourself."

[Arcvasti]

((I'll post my confrontation later, it's written up but I don't want to affect how the others handle theirs. If you want, though, I can pm it to you.))
((I'm realizing my coat would probably tell a lot to anyone with a good enough nose. I keep it very clean, but I don't really wash it, instead removing individual stains and blemishes as they happen.))

HugoLuman sank to his knees, suddenly finding himself back on cold, hard concrete. "...shit." Blood streaked his face from the gash on his left cheek, and he grasped the wound on his shoulder that had his right arm hanging limp. He looks down and sees Arcvasti-cat. "Well, at least you're..." he surveys the scabbed-over wounds "..alive." He breathes deeply a few times, groans, and winces, barely holding himself up on his knees by leaning on his axe, then with some effort assumes a cross-legged sitting position, setting the axe down. "Did you also see something really screwed up in there?"

Arcvasti tries another affirmative head gesture and moves closer to HugoLuman, cuddling against their leg and purring, still breathing heavily.

HugoLuman, after a moment of hesitation, scratches Arcvasti's head with his non-limp hand, feeling it's probably warranted. "Yeah. This is a bit strange, considering how you were a person just a bit ago. Well, guess you're still one. Um. Has your brain gone all... catty?"

Arcvasti sits for a moment before tapping their glow-hard-paw-thing with their other paw in a gesture more like one of Them. Remembering their Cogulate power, Arcvasti then batted the HugoLuman in the left cheek where the wound was, scabbing the wound, being careful not to accidentally obstruct a nostril again. They then began nosing at their right shoulder, trying to see if it was a wound they could help with.

[FallacyofUrist]

"Naw, it's just my aghhh- ear. Yeah, it hurts, but compared to you- aghh- er... did you just say that cat was a person a time back? If this is a dream, it's getting weirder and weirder. Agh. Aghhhh. I don't suppose you've got an aspirin or ibuprofen or something that kills pain? Or any medical supplies?"

[WillowLuman]

((I'll post my confrontation later, it's written up but I don't want to affect how the others handle theirs. If you want, though, I can pm it to you.))
((I'm realizing my coat would probably tell a lot to anyone with a good enough nose. I keep it very clean, but I don't really wash it, instead removing individual stains and blemishes as they happen.))

HugoLuman sank to his knees, suddenly finding himself back on cold, hard concrete. "...shit." Blood streaked his face from the gash on his left cheek, and he grasped the wound on his shoulder that had his right arm hanging limp. He looks down and sees Arcvasti-cat. "Well, at least you're..." he surveys the scabbed-over wounds "..alive." He breathes deeply a few times, groans, and winces, barely holding himself up on his knees by leaning on his axe, then with some effort assumes a cross-legged sitting position, setting the axe down. "Did you also see something really screwed up in there?"

Arcvasti tries another affirmative head gesture and moves closer to HugoLuman, cuddling against their leg and purring, still breathing heavily.

HugoLuman, after a moment of hesitation, scratches Arcvasti's head with his non-limp hand, feeling it's probably warranted. "Yeah. This is a bit strange, considering how you were a person just a bit ago. Well, guess you're still one. Um. Has your brain gone all... catty?"

Arcvasti sits for a moment before tapping their glow-hard-paw-thing with their other paw in a gesture more like one of Them. Remembering their Cogulate power, Arcvasti then batted the HugoLuman in the left cheek where the wound was, scabbing the wound, being careful not to accidentally obstruct a nostril again. They then began nosing at their right shoulder, trying to see if it was a wound they could help with.

There was indeed an open wound there, staining the inside of the coat with blood. Scabbing over wouldn't fix the arm, but at least it would stop the flow. "Thanks. I forgot about the powers thing. Um," he looked at FallacyOfUrist, realizing they hadn't been introduced. "Could you help me up? I'm sorry I haven't got any medical supplies, but the others might. Outside this room."

[Adragis]

Adragis wanders into the trash room.
"Anyone here?"

[FallacyofUrist]

"Others? Once we're out of immediate danger I'm going to need to have a long, long talk. Excuse me..."

FallacyofUrist winces with the ear pain and, immediately after wincing, proceeded to help HugoLuman up, offering support if he couldn't stand.

[Rolepgeek]

"...Goddamnit. I hope they didn't fall off the cliff....where do I go now?"

Can I see anything from the cliff, or climb a tree and try and figure out if there's a door somewhere or something?

I don't really want to just be crashing through undergrowth without at least some vague idea of the right direction, after all.

[WillowLuman]

"...Goddamnit. I hope they didn't fall off the cliff....where do I go now?"

Can I see anything from the cliff, or climb a tree and try and figure out if there's a door somewhere or something?

I don't really want to just be crashing through undergrowth without at least some vague idea of the right direction, after all.

Looks like jungle as far as you can see, both below you and up here, though admittedly you can only see about a hundred feet due to the mist.

"Others? Once we're out of immediate danger I'm going to need to have a long, long talk. Excuse me..."

FallacyofUrist winces with the ear pain and, immediately after wincing, proceeded to help HugoLuman up, offering support if he couldn't stand.

"Much obliged." HugoLuman leans on FoUrist. "Could you hand me my axe there? Also, Arc here might be able to staunch your ear."

[armach]

Armach snaps out of the trance and looks around. "Son of a bitch, that was a crazy hallucination." He looks over to Hugo. "Woah, what happened to you?"

[Rolepgeek]

"Urgh. I bet this room's actually tiny and I'm unconscious or something. Would explain why there's no door. Wait. Maybe if I just back up the exact place I arrived..."

[FallacyofUrist]

FallacyofUrist grabs the axe and hands it to HugoLuman.

"Agh... okay? I'm going to assume that that cat is a bit more than it seems."

[Redacted for the pain it would accidentally cause HugoLuman]