Jigen --> 6th Shot -Noctaerium-
Who: Jigen and the people and places in Noctaerium
Where: Noctaerium, house of endless terrors <3
Style: Either
Status: Kind of open, but directed to ishikawa_juusan mostly. But feel free to poke around if you want <3
Jigen told himself he was getting to the bottom of that whole thing, because he isn't going to just sit and wait for everyone to die like everything else did, right?
It was pretty obvious that the source of that 'event' was that weird, dark and rotting castle that surfaced. Castles don't surface like that for nothing, you know? Nor does trains.
So, he took that train and, eventually, reached the castle.
It took him a while to recover from that bizarre and unsettling fall. Some of the things he saw... No, he wasn't going to focus on that. There were too many thoughts of death and destruction already on his mind. he didn't need more of them.
Everything inside that castle was dark. A little bit too hard to see. And that familiar smell. It reeked of blood and death. It was that same kind of smell one would expect to find after some kind of mass murder. But there were no bodies to be seen, anywhere, or at least he couldn't see them in that darkness.
As he walked down the large corridor where he found himself after falling, there were no doors to be seen. That would seem like a maze, if the corridor wasn't just a straight line. No bifurcations, no stairs, nothing. Just one straight way. The only sound to be heard being the tingling of the spurs on his boots.
And that smell that refused to leave...
Where: Noctaerium, house of endless terrors <3
Style: Either
Status: Kind of open, but directed to ishikawa_juusan mostly. But feel free to poke around if you want <3
Jigen told himself he was getting to the bottom of that whole thing, because he isn't going to just sit and wait for everyone to die like everything else did, right?
It was pretty obvious that the source of that 'event' was that weird, dark and rotting castle that surfaced. Castles don't surface like that for nothing, you know? Nor does trains.
So, he took that train and, eventually, reached the castle.
It took him a while to recover from that bizarre and unsettling fall. Some of the things he saw... No, he wasn't going to focus on that. There were too many thoughts of death and destruction already on his mind. he didn't need more of them.
Everything inside that castle was dark. A little bit too hard to see. And that familiar smell. It reeked of blood and death. It was that same kind of smell one would expect to find after some kind of mass murder. But there were no bodies to be seen, anywhere, or at least he couldn't see them in that darkness.
As he walked down the large corridor where he found himself after falling, there were no doors to be seen. That would seem like a maze, if the corridor wasn't just a straight line. No bifurcations, no stairs, nothing. Just one straight way. The only sound to be heard being the tingling of the spurs on his boots.
And that smell that refused to leave...