in progress // CLOSED
Who: timeturntable, ecto_biologist, and manipul8trix
What: By fire be purged.
Where: Residential Zone 08; Vriska's house.
When: August 5.
Warnings: Fire. Character death. Inadvertent murder. Time travel; broken timelines. Possible triggers.
[ The scent of flame still flows through you. It fills your head, the ash and heat and smouldering, burning air, and leaves room for little else. Only one thought remains: The plague can be stopped. You've watched it burn to useless dust. You've stopped it yourself. ]
[ John and Vriska don't have to be stuck in this loop. You failed to protect Jade. You failed to protect Davesprite. All that remains is to save the others. ]
[ You will not fail again. ]
[ The surgeon's mask stretches across your face, shades resting underneath your aquatic goggles. Your suit and gloves are red, out of some ironically misplaced sense of poetry within your soul. A black scarf guards your tender fins and gills. And jiggling in your pocket is a single matchbook. ]
[ You knock on her door. ]
What: By fire be purged.
Where: Residential Zone 08; Vriska's house.
When: August 5.
Warnings: Fire. Character death. Inadvertent murder. Time travel; broken timelines. Possible triggers.
[ The scent of flame still flows through you. It fills your head, the ash and heat and smouldering, burning air, and leaves room for little else. Only one thought remains: The plague can be stopped. You've watched it burn to useless dust. You've stopped it yourself. ]
[ John and Vriska don't have to be stuck in this loop. You failed to protect Jade. You failed to protect Davesprite. All that remains is to save the others. ]
[ You will not fail again. ]
[ The surgeon's mask stretches across your face, shades resting underneath your aquatic goggles. Your suit and gloves are red, out of some ironically misplaced sense of poetry within your soul. A black scarf guards your tender fins and gills. And jiggling in your pocket is a single matchbook. ]
[ You knock on her door. ]