who: Helena and others! what: March catchall log when: All month where: Across campus warnings: Potential gore, body horror, psychological horror in dreamscapes.
exactly as he looks now, new clothing and all, except this one has a hole through his head, eyes gone lifeless, face splintering and cracked in different areas. and there's another injury across the second Rio's chest, a deep gouge, as if someone slammed an axe into his sternum. ripped clothing, broken body.
and as he looks, a phantom wave of pain will overtake him - as though he can recall getting these injuries, the agony they'd come with, but not who inflicted them. shadows at the borders of his mind -
and then it settles, leaving only the suggestion of a racing heart.
[ The sight of his own lifeless body is unsettling, but its the sudden jolt of pain that makes him stumble back, his free hand instinctively gripping at his chest. It's a pain he shouldn't be able to feel with such intensity, but there it is, as painful as it would be for any human. He shudders after it passes, ripping his gaze away from the body laying on the table.
His breath is a little heavy, his heart beating a little too quickly, and he has to work to get both to settle. For a person who's never truly felt pain, it's all the worse when he does. But there's no time to linger on it, and he has little desire to waste time confronting the inevitability of death.
But the image lingers in his mind as he spins on his heel and starts walking, turning his head this way and that to see if there's anything else of interest, or otherwise if there's any suggestion of which way he should go. It's not advisable to simply wander about blindly at times like this. ]
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exactly as he looks now, new clothing and all, except this one has a hole through his head, eyes gone lifeless, face splintering and cracked in different areas. and there's another injury across the second Rio's chest, a deep gouge, as if someone slammed an axe into his sternum. ripped clothing, broken body.
and as he looks, a phantom wave of pain will overtake him - as though he can recall getting these injuries, the agony they'd come with, but not who inflicted them. shadows at the borders of his mind -
and then it settles, leaving only the suggestion of a racing heart.
look not too long into the abyss, else...]
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His breath is a little heavy, his heart beating a little too quickly, and he has to work to get both to settle. For a person who's never truly felt pain, it's all the worse when he does. But there's no time to linger on it, and he has little desire to waste time confronting the inevitability of death.
But the image lingers in his mind as he spins on his heel and starts walking, turning his head this way and that to see if there's anything else of interest, or otherwise if there's any suggestion of which way he should go. It's not advisable to simply wander about blindly at times like this. ]