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foundationmods ([personal profile] foundationmods) wrote in [community profile] thefoundation2020-05-10 10:44 pm
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RECORDING 13: THE FIFTH WEEK.



A fifth week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. It's practically routine at this point, isn't it?

Routine, also is the feeling when you wake up - it's clear the Miasma has gotten even thicker. Now everyone is at level 4 - barring the two 'lucky' negators among you, you are all suffering the effects, your eyes flashing a deep, dark purple when experiencing negative emotion.

Any magic that touches the house itself will corrode over time, just like last week. If a barrier is put in place and touches the floor, walls, or ceiling, in a few hours it will be completely consumed by the miasma and fizzle out. Spells or seals will also give off miasma, and healing is still reduced to even the most powerful of spells only healing minor injuries.

You will not be able to save a grievously injured person from death through spells anymore.

The Temperature has taken another dip. It's now in the 50's, and nippy to need a layer or two. As before, the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.

17 of your number still remain.

...What new horrors await you this week?


WARNING: Some investigations of new areas will contain traps that may be harmful or even lethal.

MIASMA LEVEL: 4

Monday - Tuesday - Wednesday - Thursday

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lightreaching: (✧ what a shame)

[personal profile] lightreaching 2020-05-14 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ She closes her eyes for a moment. ]

There is a strange fog over my senses...I cannot describe it well. But it has parted, at least compared to the choking absoluteness it was the week before.
oxidegreen: (Looking ahead.)

[personal profile] oxidegreen 2020-05-14 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
...You felt choked?

[That's not how she would describe Flayn's mannerisms during that time.]
lightreaching: (✧ hands up thinking)

[personal profile] lightreaching 2020-05-14 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Flayn opens her mouth to respond, and then shuts it. She thinks, again, and then-- ]

I always feel as if I am choking.

It was some time before I lost enough blood that I passed. One of my lungs was pierced during the fight. There is not a moment where I do not feel as if I am not gasping for air that I cannot take in.
oxidegreen: (12)

[personal profile] oxidegreen 2020-05-14 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
...I see. So it's more like being the vessel intensified those feelings...?
lightreaching: (✧ bearing bad news)

[personal profile] lightreaching 2020-05-14 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
No, it was a much different sort of feeling.

[ headtilt ]

Forgive me, it--I do not wish to keep speaking of it.
oxidegreen: (Looking ahead.)

[personal profile] oxidegreen 2020-05-14 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[A pause, and then a nod.]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it worse. I'm just... trying to understand.
lightreaching: (✧ looking up)

[personal profile] lightreaching 2020-05-15 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ .... ]

It is better that you do not. There is something very dark and very sad, here.
oxidegreen: (Watching you.)

[personal profile] oxidegreen 2020-05-15 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
...You still want to protect us from it?
lightreaching: (✧ distraught)

[personal profile] lightreaching 2020-05-15 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
It does not matter what I want. I cannot protect you.

[ Flayn hangs her head ]

oxidegreen: (12)

[personal profile] oxidegreen 2020-05-15 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
That's still very kind of you, Miss Flayn.