happy late halloween!! cw: needles

[wotanon]

Who: :)
Where: :)
When: 169 morning

[ if you happen to catch a glimpse at a TV screen, bright and early this morning --

the signal on the screen is live! and it seems to be split into two halves, vertically. on one side, you have a dimly-lit image of an angel in a straightjacket. there's light illuminating them from above but the surroundings are too dark to decipher where they are exactly; one can see, however, syringe needles protruding from various spots on the angel's body, many of them connected to tubes that lead offscreen. The tubes are filled with a blue light, as though extracting the angel's essence, though many needles stab through with syringes emptied of their contents and only serving the purpose of making a pincushion of the creature now.

on the other side of the screen, there's two idols chained up against a dungeon wall, hands bound above them and manacles on their ankles as well. those who've been in the House of Mirth previously may recognize it as the dungeon -- the sconces on the wall are lit, this time, clearly showing the previously-dark surroundings.

there's a figure beside them, easily seven feet tall. they're wearing either a mask or maybe it's just their real head -- it's an elongated goat skull, at the very least, with long, twisted horns. they're wearing a dark black cloak that seems to hide almost all of their body. they're holding pliers, but even their hands are gloved as if to hide anything identifying. and when they speak -- their voice is filtered, warped as if coming through a loudspeaker. ]

Are we all ready for the show to begin?

((The actual contents of the broadcast will be in a top level below! Characters can react in this post but there's no two-way communication with the people on screen.))

Comments

[fleurescence]

[L shows up a little late, looking pale, desperately hoping somebody knows how to do something about this. Her first port of call had been to get to the game tower and figure out if a door to that place was still open, but that hadn't worked, so she'd gone looking for others who might have more info. She is keeping her eyes averted from any screens tho.]

Is there anything I can do?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Glances over at her when she enters]

Not at present. Unfortunately. Unless you have any ideas how to get back to the House of Mirth.

[fleurescence]

[Shakes her head]

When I saw the broadcast, I went to the tower, but it was closed... and I thought trying to break in by myself would be too reckless, even if the doors did lead to the house from that game again. I thought about the crash site from the maintenance too, but that only happened because of the angel, right? There weren’t any magic portals there last I looked but I thought, maybe if it was touched by heaven now we could summon the angel there, and there’d be no reason for Hurricane and Nemesis to keep getting hurt without them, but I don’t know how to do that, it doesn’t get the angel away from hell and it still leaves them in danger. Anyone else who could get us to hell, I’m sure you would have already contacted.

What... what are we doing instead then? If we can’t find a way in.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You're correct on both points. The Game Tower probably won't get you to the House anymore, now that the game has ended.

And even if you could call the angel, you could only talk to them. Not summon them.

...

So the truth is we have no options at the moment but to prepare for their return.

[fleurescence]

So just... SensitIV on standby, and waiting...

[She hates it, there must be more they could do, that she could do. But she can't think of anything, and demanding more would be putting awful pressure on Intensity and B and everyone, she shouldn't expect more of them than she can do herself.]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

SensitIV. John. And someone on pep!

[A little offhandedly:]

Options.

[Yeah, L.

He doesn't like that answer either]