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[BECAUSE I AM SUCH A FUCKING FAIL you're about to get a flist EXPLOSION of backtagging. SORRYYYYYY.]
[Hey there. Welcome to Sinclair's nightmare. It's quite obviously one of the later ones, later in the event, but he doesn't know that. When he dreams, the dreams are all the same.
If you care to peer in, you'll notice a horrible room. There's a twisted sort of doctor's chair in the middle, with large bonds hanging open. The lighting is terribly dark, an entire set of flickering televisions with the PLEASE STAND BY all the televisions in Rapture have. Blood and rust are so mingled that it's impossible to tell which is which, streaking the walls, the floor, the chair. A set of huge and glowing needles sit beside it, on a bent and bloody platter.
There's a shadowy, ghost-like Sofia Lamb in the corner, and, as whoever walks in, she begins to slowly walk around the chair. "Hello, Mister Sinclair," she whispers - no, murmurs - no, screams - as one walks in.
The longer the watcher stares, the more torture they get to watch, her torturing a silhouette (not a visible silhouette, but she IS torturing something invisible in that chair), and every once in a while it'll flicker, flicker, and there's- there, in the chair, is Augustus Sinclair, and his screams are loud and horrible and desperate and pained. Her words are lost, and his replies are lost, gibberish (lost in his memories, something that somehow hid itself from the rest of the mansion), the voices layering on top of each other like some hideously fucked up video, and, provided the watcher keeps watching, it eventually starts to change.
The screams, for example, change.
They change to yours.
But where is Augustus Sinclair, the man who would sell Paradise?
Well, he's off in other people's dreams, hiding from his own. He's seen this before, so many times - too many times. Once he realized he could leave, he did. You won't find him here.]
[ooc: feel free to let yourself get turned into a big daddy, if you want. Since it's just a dream, it obvs won't stick. <3 Staying a long time = Sofia Lamb changes you. Responses will be by echo_of_utopia.
Also, if you'd like Big Daddy!Sinclair in your dream, feel free to ask!]
[Hey there. Welcome to Sinclair's nightmare. It's quite obviously one of the later ones, later in the event, but he doesn't know that. When he dreams, the dreams are all the same.
If you care to peer in, you'll notice a horrible room. There's a twisted sort of doctor's chair in the middle, with large bonds hanging open. The lighting is terribly dark, an entire set of flickering televisions with the PLEASE STAND BY all the televisions in Rapture have. Blood and rust are so mingled that it's impossible to tell which is which, streaking the walls, the floor, the chair. A set of huge and glowing needles sit beside it, on a bent and bloody platter.
There's a shadowy, ghost-like Sofia Lamb in the corner, and, as whoever walks in, she begins to slowly walk around the chair. "Hello, Mister Sinclair," she whispers - no, murmurs - no, screams - as one walks in.
The longer the watcher stares, the more torture they get to watch, her torturing a silhouette (not a visible silhouette, but she IS torturing something invisible in that chair), and every once in a while it'll flicker, flicker, and there's- there, in the chair, is Augustus Sinclair, and his screams are loud and horrible and desperate and pained. Her words are lost, and his replies are lost, gibberish (lost in his memories, something that somehow hid itself from the rest of the mansion), the voices layering on top of each other like some hideously fucked up video, and, provided the watcher keeps watching, it eventually starts to change.
The screams, for example, change.
They change to yours.
But where is Augustus Sinclair, the man who would sell Paradise?
Well, he's off in other people's dreams, hiding from his own. He's seen this before, so many times - too many times. Once he realized he could leave, he did. You won't find him here.]
[ooc: feel free to let yourself get turned into a big daddy, if you want. Since it's just a dream, it obvs won't stick. <3 Staying a long time = Sofia Lamb changes you. Responses will be by echo_of_utopia.
Also, if you'd like Big Daddy!Sinclair in your dream, feel free to ask!]