A Nightmare on Luceti Street 2: The Reapening
Who: poppetry, and her numerous victims: shadedsunlight, consultmybooks, perplex_me, cakeblocked, ofthediaphragm, magiconcehad, vanityunbcoming, and last but not least, a surprise appearance from skulljokelol.
What: Xion finds this mask in her room. How mysterious. But things start to go wrong after she's compelled to put it on.....
When: Afternoon through early night of the 23rd.
Where: Starting at KH house, then ranging all over the village.
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What: Xion finds this mask in her room. How mysterious. But things start to go wrong after she's compelled to put it on.....
When: Afternoon through early night of the 23rd.
Where: Starting at KH house, then ranging all over the village.
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Absentmindedly she reaches over to pet Thylos a little, mostly oblivious to the world around her. ]
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She leans forward, just a little, and in the glow in her eyes there is a fierce, primal happiness. ]
Hello.
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It's creepy. There's no doubt about that. But it's not enough to make her want to run or anything. Yet.]
Uh... hi?
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Which is strange in itself, isn't it? There's nothing normal at all about a girl wearing a skull grabbing your face in her hands. No, it's not normal at all.
But it's too late now. Lindsay will abruptly start to feel cold. Very cold. And the cold is emanating specifically from Xion's fingers on her skin. ]
What's your name?
[ Try to move, Lindsay. You will find you are unable to break free of the Grim Reaper's grip. ]
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L-lindsay. What are you doing?
[Her voice is shaking, and she's trying so, so hard not to panic. It's not working very well. She feels so helpless to stop what's going on here, and that feeling terrifies her. Meanwhile, Thylos is no longer sitting placidly at Lindsay's side. He's standing, back arching a little. Not quite hissing in warning yet, but so far as he's concerned? The sooner Xion lets go the better.]
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[ Her voice echoes and cuts like the soft, quiet gunshot crack of the ice over a pond, shifting and breaking in the night. It's a sound full of the promise of pain and despair and endless cold.
Xion's fingers press into Lindsay's face. It will be over soon. Thylos is utterly ignored. The mask has a mission, and Xion must obey. ]
It's okay.
[ All at once she lets go and stands up, all in a single, smooth motion. Is there a heaviness in the air? Or is it just, Lindsay Ballard, that there is something strange on your face? Is it weighing you down?
Does it hurt? ]
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[It's cold. So, so cold. And it's pulling at other things, too. Painful memories. Memories of feeling trapped, unable to move, while everything everything hurt, and then later, curled up and shivering in a dark room - so so alone, why wasn't anybody there to help her, she was so alone - with a cold, dead feeling in her chest where there had been warmth.
And as soon as Xion lets go, that's exactly what Lindsay does - she flinches back, scoots away, and curls up stopping when she feels the hard unfamiliar material of the mask on her face. Her hands work their way up, feel the rough, heavy stone mask - though she makes no move to take it off - before she turns stares up, bewildered and confused and upset. She doesn't even know you...
And with that she buries her head in her knees again, ignoring the discomfort of the mas smashed against them, curling up tighter.
Go away go away just please go away...And Thylos is definitely there now, in between Lindsay and Xion, spitting a challenge. He won't attack her ( ... )
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