✿ Kanda's Heart ✿

[dramatispersonae]

This world is dark, and it's hard to breathe . . .

There seems to be a heavy weight on your chest. A sensation like a hand over your mouth, fingers gripping you tightly. You can't see anything, even though you can feel your lashes fluttering hard, struggling to open. It's cold, and dark, and your face feels damp. Every breath in is a struggle, thick and oppressive.

You feel the sudden urge to drift away from it all . . . to just let unconsciousness claim you, to stop fighting, to stop feeling this constant struggle for breath, this pressure on your chest, the low buzz at the back of your mind—a consistent cold ache and press.

. . . your eyes finally open with a rush of disappointment.

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[the lotus field]

[dramatispersonae]

The sky above is a blindingly bright blue.


The ground as far as the eye can see is covered in thick mud and pink lotuses, heavy and wet. The mud sucks at your feet if you try to move. If you stand in place too long and you find yourself sinking, dragged down with a slow, unpleasant drift.


The only break in the monotony of flowers are the occasional perfectly round holes in the ground— several feet across in diameter, heavy with completely still liquid. Some are fairly unremarkable: a murky, muddy hole; one filled with clear water and looking down into a rock-lined pool; yet another filled with a viscous, undeterminable fluid.

Others . . . one reflects the sky above like a perfect mirror, bright and still. Another you might smell before you approach it: a rotting, sickening stench of blood and copper, the pool and everything around it slick and red.

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[seaside_cherry]

[NOTHING IS OKAY, slamming a hand over her mouth and nose to block out that smell and trying to back away, pulling her feet up from the mud]

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[pchaaair]

[oh.

well, approaching the gross blood pool thing anyway. :C]

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[irishluck]

Where the hell is this...

[ making a bit of a disgusted face at the smell, and trying to pull his feet up from the mud, trying to figure out a way to just walk. ]

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[dramatispersonae]

You can walk, in any direction. There's nothing that gives any indication that there is anything to walk to.

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[galacticfairy]

[ next to the mirror pool, looking from it and the lotus to the blue expanse above. She's captivated by the wide-open space and the unusual flowers, even as she keeps moving from foot to foot to try and alleviate some of the sucking feeling of the mud ]

"The sky where you can..."

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[wildnight]

[draws herself up for a moment, shuddering off the unpleasantness of the entrance and taking a deep breath—then looking around to get a sense of who else is here]

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[dramatispersonae]

An image flickers in front of your gaze, like the impressions left on the back of your eyelids after staring into the sun, pulsing, leaving you dazed:


. . . when you look down the remnants are gone. There's just the bloody hole in the ground, red dripping front the petals of the lotuses on either side.

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[dramatispersonae]

The mud squelches, clinging to your legs, but you're able to pull them free, stop yourself from sinking as long as you're fighting it.

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[badnewsboy]

[kinda feels like he has to vomit, but the feeling passes as he slugs through mud.

he hesitates, but it only lasts a moment before he approaches with a new determination]

Ugh, gross.

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[dramatispersonae]

This pool is clear and still, like a mirror. It reflects the sky above in perfect, vivid detail. If you stick your head out over it, you see your own reflection staring back up at you.

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[irishluck]

[ WELL THAT'S NO BETTER

but if he can head there then, he's going to bear with the smell and go to check the red pool ]

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[dramatispersonae]

The scene around you is probably very familiar—though maybe in a foggy, dreamlike way.

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[dramatispersonae]

Do you approach any pool in particular . . .?

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[dramatispersonae]

An image flickers in front of your gaze, like the impressions left on the back of your eyelids after staring into the sun, pulsing, leaving you dazed:


. . . when you look down the remnants are gone. There's just the bloody hole in the ground, red dripping front the petals of the lotuses on either side.

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[badnewsboy]

[the bloody one, watch me clarify. it's the most interesting of the bunch]

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[pchaaair]

[that is unpleasant.

more than unpleasant.

oh god.

does anything happen if he tries to touch it though.]

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[galacticfairy]

[ pinches her nose to ward off the smell and quickly fixes her hair in the mirror-pool




gotta look good ]

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[galacticfairy]

[ waaaaaaaaaaves ]

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[dramatispersonae]

Tavros is also looking at that one. Because all of you make really great decisions.

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[dramatispersonae]

You look lovely.

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[wildnight]

[it is somewhat familiar, yes; after gathering herself, heads for the pool with the viscous fluid]

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[dramatispersonae]

The blood seems to cling to your skin, crawling up to stain your fingers, your wrist. Up close, the stench of rotting is strong enough to make you sick.

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[seaside_cherry]

[I AM NOT GOING TO STOP FIGHTING IT, looking around]

What is this?

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[dramatispersonae]

The pool here is . . . well, it's hard to tell what it is. It's murky, muddy, but a little off, with a viscous, wet sheen like bodily fluids. Despite its unappealing appearance, there is a sense of calm here—almost melancholy and wistful.