The Fifteen Strangers Mods (
strangerpeople) wrote in
15corpses2023-05-10 04:41 pm
at once short of life, and long of sorrow.
[You are dead.
Well, obviously. You remember how you died. It was...not fun, to say the least. But hey, at least you're off that ship, right?
Except...you don't know exactly where you are now. It seems like a house, but if it is, it's...a work in progress. Most of the rooms are empty, and your steps echo up through the marble columns and down faint mosaics on the tiled floor. The few windows you find have a green light gleaming through them; you can't really see anything beyond the eerie light.
It feels like you're in a temple of some kind. The columns and mosaics seem to indicate it is something like that-it's certainly reminiscent of something out of an ancient culture, perhaps even one you're familiar with. For some reason, though, it's clear someone-or something-lives here. One of the rooms to the south is stuffed with pizza boxes. Another, larger room has a makeshift futon in one of the corners. There are imprints of multiple footsteps all through the dusty floors as you look around, many of them leading to a small alcove to the west. And-
and there's a giant van. Just. hanging out there. Completely out of place with the seemingly ancient decor. And inside, there is the sound of light snoring.
Ok then. You're apparently not alone in death, after all.]
((OoC: Map for reference.))
Well, obviously. You remember how you died. It was...not fun, to say the least. But hey, at least you're off that ship, right?
Except...you don't know exactly where you are now. It seems like a house, but if it is, it's...a work in progress. Most of the rooms are empty, and your steps echo up through the marble columns and down faint mosaics on the tiled floor. The few windows you find have a green light gleaming through them; you can't really see anything beyond the eerie light.
It feels like you're in a temple of some kind. The columns and mosaics seem to indicate it is something like that-it's certainly reminiscent of something out of an ancient culture, perhaps even one you're familiar with. For some reason, though, it's clear someone-or something-lives here. One of the rooms to the south is stuffed with pizza boxes. Another, larger room has a makeshift futon in one of the corners. There are imprints of multiple footsteps all through the dusty floors as you look around, many of them leading to a small alcove to the west. And-
and there's a giant van. Just. hanging out there. Completely out of place with the seemingly ancient decor. And inside, there is the sound of light snoring.
Ok then. You're apparently not alone in death, after all.]
((OoC: Map for reference.))

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[Says Vergil as he casually carries his swords full of pizza boxes into a red portal that leads to...well.
It's Asphodel if someone decided to plunge it into a volcano.]
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Heat? Not so much.]
...And you said there's a Hydra here? How has the blasted thing not expired yet?
[GRUMBLE GRUMBLE GRUMBLE HE HATES THIS]
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[Time to cast the pizza boxes into the lava. In they go!]
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[Despite his grumbling, he IS happy to see the boxes burn, helping out where he can. Rest in fucking lava, Hatsune Miku.]
Hopefully we'll be done before it notices we're here.
[Because that's not tempting fate or anything, no sir.]
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You were saying?
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[WELP, DANGIT. He shifts into a position where he can easily move around, eyes scanning around them.]
Just tell me when you'll be needing my abilities during the fight, won't you?
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[No need to wait long. The massive bone snek's main head pops out of the lava with a splash, and lets out an angry roar.
Tellingly, even here, there are vines wrapped around the creature's neck. Which are immediately attacked by a bunch of swords lodging into them courtesy of Vergil.]