[Puppet-Morgoth]77th_earlMay 25 2011, 01:09:56 UTC
Though of course, anyone else can tag in and comfort an emo and now panicked Earl
Titus is still grieving a bit for the loss of Duck, but he's taken Cyrano's advice to heart and he's currently sitting in the library, with quill pen and parchment, penning a letter to his missing little sister-elect...
It's a gloomy night, with a sky threatening a thunderstorm. He's got his back to the window, to keep his eyes off the grim darkness.
Dear Duck,
On the day that I found some lovely books of faery tales, I also found something tragic: I found that you had left this place quite suddenly....
Cobb hasn't been terribly perturbed by the disappearances: he's used to people vanishing rather suddenly from a dream or getting jolted awake from one. He's surprised (if this is a dream) that the kick hasn't come sooner. But still: he was enjoying that chat with the 18th century French lady, and that even deeper conversation with the mysterious dark gentleman he met in the library
He's currently in the kitchen, where the light has inexplicably burned out of a sudden, and he's striking wooden matches from a box he found, as he tries to maneuver it in the darkness....
He looks around, trying to find the source of that voice, and the flame fizzes against his fingertips. He drops the match, which goes out as it hits the tiles. He curses under his breath and strikes another match, the sulphur reeking in his nostrils and the flame casting a small circle of light that only seems to throw the shadows into high relief.
"Who's there?" he demands, his gaze darting about.
[Iphigenia-Morgoth]ohmaidenMay 25 2011, 01:30:36 UTC
Iphigenia's not sleeping well tonight for some reason. She keeps thinking of home, and of course, thinking of home means thinking of her death.
She tosses and turns in her bed, and finally gives up, sitting up and looking out the window. The wind blows and ruffles the curtains, and she shivers a little, partly from the chill, partly from fear.
She's a perfect target.
ooc: so yes, Iphi's thinking about her death, so Morgoth can certainly exploit her trauma. >.>
Since Albert's disappearance, Muraki has been largely holed up in his office, typing his memoirs and living on Valium and stir-fry cooked over a Bunsen burner (those thrown-together meals kept him alive in college, why not now, especially since he's been writing about those idyllic days). He has his better days and his worse ones. Tonight, however, he's vaguely restless: might be the weather, which has turned muggy and oppressive of a sudden.
He's currently just returned after a shower, to proof-read till his good eye goes blurry and he crashes on the couch...
Re: [Muraki-Morgoth]big_bad_melkorMay 25 2011, 01:39:08 UTC
A picture will emerge out of the emptiness of the dream. Albert's face, twisted, in pain and crying. There is a crimson horizon behind him and eyes sticking out of a black well of nothingness.
There are no words.
Just a dark, dark and sinister laughter echoing through the edges of the sleeper's mind.
Re: [Muraki-Morgoth]silvereyedphageMay 25 2011, 03:46:31 UTC
In the dream, Muraki might try to lunge after the youth, trying to pull him toward himself, but passing through that blackness is like swimming through tar. He's getting pulled under by his own efforts, but he forces his head up, shouting a defiant cry:
Re: [Muraki-Morgoth]big_bad_melkorMay 25 2011, 04:33:11 UTC
Morgoth laughs again, it's easy, light, as if dismissing a child. Hmmmm which of his delicious members should I severe, to start... I think I may play his fingers, hmmm?
The suggestion is greeted with more torturous screams from his victim.
Re: [Morgana-Morgoth]big_bad_melkorMay 25 2011, 03:31:01 UTC
There is a roar, slowly rising, indistinct, at first - those are calls, or maybe not - as the volume gets amplified, the sound of an angry mob rises, rises.
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Titus is still grieving a bit for the loss of Duck, but he's taken Cyrano's advice to heart and he's currently sitting in the library, with quill pen and parchment, penning a letter to his missing little sister-elect...
It's a gloomy night, with a sky threatening a thunderstorm. He's got his back to the window, to keep his eyes off the grim darkness.
Dear Duck,
On the day that I found some lovely books of faery tales, I also found something tragic: I found that you had left this place quite suddenly....
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.... only to go into the arms of darkness, a voice hisses in the obscure corner of Titus' room.
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Titus gasps at that whisper, and as his hand jerks, it sends a spatter of ink over the parchment. "What was that?!" he yelps.
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A pause, as if the voice was considering, scoffing.
Sickening.
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He's currently in the kitchen, where the light has inexplicably burned out of a sudden, and he's striking wooden matches from a box he found, as he tries to maneuver it in the darkness....
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It's no use. You will never wake up to a level higher than this one.
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"Who's there?" he demands, his gaze darting about.
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Then, the match goes out.
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She tosses and turns in her bed, and finally gives up, sitting up and looking out the window. The wind blows and ruffles the curtains, and she shivers a little, partly from the chill, partly from fear.
She's a perfect target.
ooc: so yes, Iphi's thinking about her death, so Morgoth can certainly exploit her trauma. >.>
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Daddy's girl
Little Doe
Soon to go
Soon... soon....
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He's currently just returned after a shower, to proof-read till his good eye goes blurry and he crashes on the couch...
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There are no words.
Just a dark, dark and sinister laughter echoing through the edges of the sleeper's mind.
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"This one is mine!!"
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The suggestion is greeted with more torturous screams from his victim.
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Being that she's finally had a stretch of good sleep for the first time she can remember, Morgana would not react well to anything disrupting that.
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warm.
As if fire were burning under her bed.
Which, of course, it isn't.
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She was always far enough away that the heat from the fire barely touched her, so the heat has her turning over in bed.
Unfortunately, Morgana's always had difficulties awakening from dreams.
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Burn the witch! Burn her to ashes.
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