Thursday, December 15th, The Midnight Channel

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Who: The Port's Latest Shadow Televisions Stars! And Thousands of Home Viewers!
When: Midnight, Thursday December 14th
Where: In front of your Television Sets or Streaming NV TV. (Digital Cable? You'll still get the analog effect.)
Summary: Full Plot Details Here
Warnings: Implied (eating disorders, force feeding, incest

Comments

trigger warning for blood, self-harm, and mentions of death

[cruelwonder]

[The same static is again on later tonight. The padded room is there. And the table. And the blood. And the knife. But now the camera is a little more stable, a little more upright so the girl might be seen. It's Alice, of course, sitting with her legs apart like a small child might, the point of the blade balanced delicately on the ground. She twirls it back and forth, the blood dripping slowly. Her hands are covered in it, as is her dress. She looks like a messy kid who's come in from playing in the mud.

There's a thick, black ooze in the corner, spreading up the wall. She doesn't seem to notice it.

She's humming again softly. And then, she starts to rhyme once more.]

"Mange-ridden to the core, he leads me through the fray
With the toss of a Jackbomb, I clear abominations from our way.
They taunt me about the burning as if I were to blame,
I clear them from my conscious with the eloquence of my blade."

[She picks up the knife and settles it in her hand. She starts to slide it against her palm.]

I know what's real. I do indeed, sir. I created that reality, and it's as real as you or me. You can't deny it.

[She looks into the camera.]

I knew what I was doing, Doctor. I did. Don't you understand? I knew what would happen when he jammed that bloody spoon near me. He took his chances. His cheek never healed. But you always questioned why I should dare turn it on myself. A spoon, no less!

[Alice lets the blade go. The blood on her hand suddenly disappears, like it was just a trick of the light. It is now, instead, on the walls and on the ceiling, etched like veins in the padded pieces. The ooze continues to creep along.]

I didn't want to live. I'd lost them all. And you kept trying to keep me alive!

[She stands up slowly, leaving her knife where it is.]

I make the decisions here. I decide what happens to me, to you, and to that entire world. And that's why I say...

[She picks up the blade, pointing it at the screen.]

Off with your head!

[The static overtakes the screen once more, just as she starts to smile.

[ooc: ANYONE WHO WANTS TO ENCOUNTER HER MONSTER, FEEL FREE TO. Alice will be striving to fight it.]

[Just reactioning here too]

[madeinoblivion]

What-

What is wrong with her?

reaction and text;

[notadisneygirl]

[Oh god, Alice. That's... no. That's not good. She sends out a text before everything happens with her and Rochelle.]

Alice, are you okay? Call me.

text;

[cruelwonder]

[it's an hour or two before she texts back.]

I'm all right.

[notadisneygirl]

What was that? On the TV?