Infighting Week Three

[animusmods]

Characters: any character participating in the Infighting event
Setting: pods, week three of the event
Format: any
Summary: All week three Infighting event threads should go in here, to keep things organized.
Warnings: horror, trauma, experiment results, impossible geometry, cabin fever

[Week Three Information]
[Week Two]
[Week One]
Dax's Pod
Riki's Pod
Jason's Pod
End of Week Three

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POD TWO: RIKI

[animusmods]

[hachitaro]

[Well this is terrible. Not only does he feel like a piece of shit for voting off some kids, but now he feels even worse just by this place existing. Taro is slumped over at a 'side' of the room, flopped over in his natural form, looking kind of like a stuffed animal.]

[Occasionally the floor will fall out under him and he'll yipe in surprise and then pain as he hits the floor, but he's otherwise not moving much.]

[hardknoxlife]

[ That little end of the week mess didn't do much to give him any hope whatsoever. Truth be told it was made even worse Seeing William in the state he was in and those heaped accusations and the anger and... well, truth be told, it made Ronald want to find a corner to curl up in in order to sort out his thoughts.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find a corner to begin with. The walls were disappearing and he just wanted something solid to lean against and think. Well, the leaning part was hard. The thinking part, not so bad. Until he ends up on collision with a certain little stuffed animal just as the floor gave in. ]

Bugger... watch where you're--

[ And a pause as he helps the poor thing up. ]

...Cor. Taro? Is that you? You alright, mate?

[ Because really. How many animals did their pod have? ]

[hachitaro]

[Taro just stares at Knox and lets out a little whine. He feels pathetic but this place is really getting to him.]

Y... yeah. I can't hold a form, I keep feeling like I'm gonna throw up. Everything can stop moving right now please. And whatever color this is can stop being this color, okay. We get the point, he's good at illusions.

... Illusions are my job this is just embarrassing...

[hardknoxlife]

[ Truth be told the room, the entire situation, his worry was making him antsy. Snippy. Not as amiable as he was the previous weeks. But this was slowly reminding him that it wasn't a singular thing now. He had no room to complain. Others were having it hard as much as he was.

So he crouches down, reaching over to still Taro with a hand on his head. ]

Easy there. Just try to pay attention to something else. This room can go bugger itself to--

[ Temper. Reeling in his temper. Calm down, Knox. Can't let em get to you. ]

Tell you what. If Mister Spears was here, he'd prolly mention something about this whole tower being a bloody mockery of our job.

[hachitaro]

[He huffs slightly, trying to calm down a little bit. Also, Spears? Brittney, is that you?]

Yeah? What kind of job?

[hardknoxlife]

[ Leave Brittney alone. Well, they're both trying to do the same thing so... he ruffles his own hair before sinking down to the ground next to Taro. Conversation was good. It kept their attention other places. ]

Didn't tell you, did I? I'm a reaper. You know, the sort that collects souls after people die and all?

[hachitaro]

[... He actually manages to laugh a little bit at that.]

I don't remember seeing one of you at home when the time came. Oh well. It's kind of nice to know that there's someone in one world who's got that kind of job.

[hardknoxlife]

[ Have a light fur ruffle between the ears for that. ]

S'not like most people notice when we're around. Course, can't really say anything for the others. Haven't met anyone outside the London branch, y'see.

[ This small talk's actually good for helping him focus on something that isn't wall or floor. ]

Though... you died before, did you?

[hachitaro]

Yeah, I did. Stuck my nose into something for too long - hell, I had the right, I helped found that branch of the Underground. If something was going wrong it was my job to fix it. Maybe not officially, but out of a sense of pride, y'know?

[He doesn't seem to be too bothered about the whole dead thing - visibly, at least.]

Dying wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. And at least I recorded what he was saying before he killed me. You would've thought he'd seen enough bad movies to not give away info like that.

[hardknoxlife]

[ No homo and all bro but have a hand around you to steady you because he knows he's starting to feel a little off-kilter in the balance department himself. ]

S'not really as bad as most people paint. Course, I suppose it all depends on how you die to begin with.

[ A pause though. ]

The Underground? What's that about?

[hachitaro]

[It's okay, he doesn't mind.]

Mine was torn apart by an assassin. I'd rather not get into the graphic details, you understand.

The Underground... it's basically... well, I like to think of it as a safe haven. But essentially it's a network of safehouses for those who can't live among humans and a support network for those who can but need documentation. A lot of us are good at either stealing things or forging things, just out of need.

[viditlibertas]

He wasn't as bad as when the executions occurred, but the star was still firmly in the realm of 'staring creepily at nothingness'. He'd curled himself up in to a ball, almost, watching the wall (which sometimes ceased to be, but whatever) over the top of his kneecaps. It sort of felt like he was sinking in to the floor, which frankly wasn't funny at all, but overall the state of the room didn't impact him nearly as direly as others. He wasn't a being of conventional physics, so if anything this was just an obtuse irritant. In a way, he was almost offended, or he would be if he'd allow himself a moment to emote.

In short, Alcor had taken a mental raincheck after the last round of voting. He'd tried to bring himself back together, but...a part of him knew that applying pathos wasn't going to do him any favors. He needed to win this, or not, and high emotions would just impede the process.

[hachitaro]

Taro was tired but he knew he had to keep everyone's spirits up. So he just dragged himself over to Alcor and plopped down next to him.

"Hey. Hey. Keep it together, okay?"

[kickspenguins]

[He tried to withstand it, he really did. For the first day or so he actually manages to keep his head and not let the eerie noise or the room's movements get to him. Eventually though it begins to bother him despite his efforts. The movement made him dizzy and that dizziness reminded him too much of before he was given his eye patch, when his ruined eye would mess with his vision.

Finally unable to take it anymore, he simply sits down on the ground with his knees drawn up to his chest, his arms wrapped around his head and eyes squeezed tight not particularly caring that he might be in someone's way like that.]

this whole pod is so pathetic, I can't--

[mutab1e]

[And Equius finds himself wondering, again, what kind of STUPID STUPID DUMB demon infiltrated his head and made him think that walking was a good idea.]

[It didn't take very long before he started feeling wobbly on his feet (an unfamiliar sensation for him), and a second later he had tripped on his feet and slammed against the breathing wall, loudly. From there, Equius learned that at least gravity was functional, because there was only one way to go: down. He lands square next to Sakuma, squeaking in alarm.]

well, they are currently the losers so...

[kickspenguins]

[When someone fell down beside him, Sakuma immediately jerked his head up to glare at them.]

Hey, watch it!

[Almost as soon as he says that he realizes what he did. He's not sure why he's irritable but it's not the poor guy's fault that he fell and it's definitely not his fault that Sakuma is in a shitty mood.]

...Sorry, I didn't mean to snap. Are you okay?

THAT IS TRUE

[mutab1e]

I'm sorry! [Equius kind of collapses further into himself when Sakuma snaps at him, far too quickly for comfort. It seems he's used to that kind of treatment. And, for this reason, it takes him a moment to respond, though he doesn't stop watching Sakuma like a frightened deer. Completely healthy psyche here, ladies and gentlemen, bidding starts at five dollars.]

...U-um. I. Don't know? [His pitch is fluctuating wildly.]

at this rate, things don't look promising for them at all hahaha

[kickspenguins]

[Seeing that reaction actually makes Sakuma feel a little bad for being a jerk, even if it was an automatic response he didn't intend for.

But

what kind of answer was that.]

You probably shouldn't be moving around, anyway.

Losers 5ever

[mutab1e]

[The kind of answer given by a dude in-tune with the properties of space, in a room where space is being bastardized on a regular basis.]

...Um, yeah, you're right. I. Uh. Shouldn't have. Sorry.

[kickspenguins]

[The way he speaks is kind of getting on Sakuma's nerves but he tries to ignore it since his temper is a bit out of whack.

He sits up a little straighter so that his head is no longer buried in his arms to observe the other boy.]

Why are you apologizing when you're the one that fell?

[mutab1e]

[Yeah, sorry about that, Sakuma. He's being seriously affected by this funky geometry, so his stuttering and roundabout speech is even worse than usual. Still, the question gave him pause.]

...Because I could have hit you?

[kickspenguins]

[Sakuma shrugs as best as he can from his position. He doesn't have a lot of experience dealing with people like this but as annoyed as he is, he feels a little bad for the guy.]

I guess but you didn't. This whole pod is messed up anyway.

[mutab1e]

...I suppose.

[He pulls his legs up around him and stares at the opposite wall, looking thoughtful in between the pangs of nausea.]

I-it's so... wrong. And if they were... looking for high performance...

[wrigurun]

[Wriggle is seriously at the end of her rope here. The last two weeks have been bad enough but this is near unbearable. Even flying has become completely impossible. She spends almost all her time on the floor, curled up as tight as she can with her eyes shut. As she does she keeps a tight hold on her antenna, which seem to be constantly moving and twitching when not restrained. She might have been okay if she could just close her eyes and feel a little seasick but feeling the constant pulse and unnatural warping in the air at a superhuman standard is just too much. She whimpers pathetically to herself, dangerously close to snapping]