sheriff swanson (
sheriffexe) wrote2017-02-01 03:34 pm
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[ WEEK THREE – ??? (NATALIE) ]
[ The skeletons drag Natalie down for a while, through a thick layer of them -- scratching and tearing and even biting as they go. Any sounds she makes will be muffled and the small amount of light from the pit will eventually fade after a while.
She'll even lose her hat. Shame.
But eventually the skeletons will let up, fading into more of a dirt tunnel than anything else. She'll slide down that for a while until eventually being spit out and landing on a concrete floor.
When she looks up, she'll find herself in what appears to be access tunnels, light bulbs hanging from the ceilings to provide dim light and pipes going along the walls going every which way direction. The room is square and plain and on every side of it has four different tunnels to lead her whichever way she chooses.
She could go forwards, backwards, left, or right. Which way will she go? ]
She'll even lose her hat. Shame.
But eventually the skeletons will let up, fading into more of a dirt tunnel than anything else. She'll slide down that for a while until eventually being spit out and landing on a concrete floor.
When she looks up, she'll find herself in what appears to be access tunnels, light bulbs hanging from the ceilings to provide dim light and pipes going along the walls going every which way direction. The room is square and plain and on every side of it has four different tunnels to lead her whichever way she chooses.
She could go forwards, backwards, left, or right. Which way will she go? ]

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Biting her lip, she looks around to see if there's any loose gravel or a rock she can toss in that direction.]
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She's going to toss it at some of the food to see what happens.]
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Natalie, are you gonna have yourself a meal or what? ]
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She picks up whatever happens to be nearest and looks it over, trying to see if there's anything out of place or strange about it.]
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Why not sit, serve yourself up a plate? Have a bite? Would be nice. ]
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Just going to stare longingly at it all while she eats this apple.]
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But why would you pick an apple over all this warm, hot food? The stews, the soups, the warm potatoes and meats. There's even some gooey looking cheese dish over to the side.
Sit. Siiiiit. ]
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Although... She is still not taking a seat, thank you very much, but is there any sort of container she can put some of this food in to take with her?]
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There's no containers but she can most likely load up one of those plates. Those very fine, normal plates on the plate settings that would be perfectly normal and fine to sit at and eat. ]
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She's just shoving as much food as possible onto this plate before continuing on. Unless the plate tries to destroy her?? Please be kind, plate.]
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Well, fine. Is she going to busy herself at the bedrooms or just keep walking? ]
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She heads towards one, though she's careful not to touch anything yet.]
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But it is rather tempting. Don't you want to take a nap, Natalie? You've been awake for a while, after all. ]
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[Just, you know, for the record. So the bedroom knows.
...She's going to sit on the bed for literally one second before hopping off again to see if anything happens.]
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:) ]
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...After sitting for two minutes. It's fine.]
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WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST EAT THE FOOOOD
OR SLEEP IN THE BEEEEDD
It's all normal and fine :'( ]
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She's grabbing her plate of food and leaving.]
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But okay, fine. Keep walking then!
She'll have to walk a bit actually because it'll take her two hours to get to the next intersection. Still basked in cozy wood though. What now? ]
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Next, she's going to head to the left.]
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When Natalie turns left, the corridors will change again. Wood slowly turns softer and softer until Natalie will find herself surrounded by... uh, fur.
Plush orange and white fur on every side, kind of like tiger stripes but lighter. Almost like a creamsicle.
And the more she walks, the more she'll hear a fainting purring noise coming from... everywhere?
Honestly, it seems to be coming out of the walls. ]
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Okay. Okay, this is very weird but she has to just keep... moving forward. Quickly. Very quickly? She's running.]
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time to turn around immediately this is Bad]
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