005 → Working the midnight shift

[wrigurun]

Characters: Wriggle Nightbug, Open
Setting: 21^st October onwards, Any non-restricted floor (please specify in comments)
Format: Post in action, tags in prose or action
Summary: After being unable to fufill the candy quota asked of her Wriggle has come back in the same twisted fashion as everyone else. She refuses to let anyone else fall victim to such a traumatic death, by any means possible.
Warnings: Possibility of character death

Anywhere before 7:59pm

[It was somewhat of a relief, not having to worry about finding enough sweets before the deadline. They'd modified her costume, even though it was no longer tight the fact that it was made from a large number of dead insects troubled her. The tower seemed to like taunting her like that. Even if Wriggle could be a little slow she was not stupid and it was pretty clear to her what they were trying to say. They wanted her dead, right?

Or... hadn't they already gotten their wish?

She could remember it all. The pain in her chest as her ribs punctured her lungs and the struggle to breath as the collar of her costume choked her, not finding the air to scream as her joints snapped and fractured. For once in her life she wished her broken memory might have been a blessing.

No one deserved to go through that though, no one. If that was the punishment for not collecting enough candy then Wriggle swore that she wouldn't let that happen to anyone else. Even if she was nothing but a ghost now she promised herself that she would be a benevolent one]

Hey! How much candy do you have? I can help you look if you need more!

Anywhere after 8:00pm

[As much as she tried to push them to the back of her mind the thoughts just kept coming back. She was used to coming across dead insects, they didn't live that long after all but was it really that traumatic? Surely not, surely a quick painless death would be forgiving. No one deserved to be tortured like that, the way that so many others seemed to have fallen victim to.

There wasn't much other choice though.

She promised herself that she would be a benevolent ghost, that she wouldn't let anyone fall victim to the same fate that she did. If the only way to do it was to beat the tower at it's own game then so be it. She drifted through the halls, drawn to those being crushed by their failure, hoping to give them release]

Comments

earlier in the day!

[angramaintsu]

I don't need any help. [ Rin's cold demeanor fades significantly once she realizes just who it was she addressed so chilly. Shaking her head, she'll add onto that statement. ] I've been doing what I can to collect so it's alright.

[wrigurun]

[Wriggle looks at her with a concerned expression on her face. Even if Rin had been doing what she can maybe it wasn't enough]

Are you sure? Do you have enough candy then?

sorry, this tag never made it to my inbox :(

[angramaintsu]

If I didn't, I'd take it from whoever I felt was getting in my way.

[ Try as much as she wants, she can never appear as intimidating as her words. ] What about yourself?

It's okay, don't worry about it!

[wrigurun]

[Wriggle looks down to the floor and runs her fingertips over the cape made from her dead friends]

It's okay, I don't need to find any anymore...

[Suddenly she perks up a little]

So that means I should help the people that don't, right? Do you know anyone like that?

[angramaintsu]

How would I know the answer to that? [ Geez, what's with this girl? ] Are you one of those overly helpful types in order to seek some validation about yourself? Because this is getting to be ridiculous.

[wrigurun]

No, I'm pretty sure I'm a ghost.

But dying was awful! I don't want that to happen to anyone else!

After 8

[warriorscribe]

*The Grim Reaper isn't an icon to Enoch. So rather than being able to make sense of what he's seeing, he instead stares at his fellow transformed person he's about to pass as he makes his way upstairs towards the dorms, late for not following his usual schedule and patrolling for sinners.

One of the warped, like him, out so late...? Could it really be any good? ...But since he doesn't know whether she's sinned or not, it's best to avoid jumping to conclusions.*

The day will end soon... *With an implication of Why are you out so late?*

[wrigurun]

[Wriggle tries to look his way but she's caught by the blinding light. Instantly she covers her eyes and instead tries to feel the atmosphere with her antenna]

I know it will, I need to help them...

[warriorscribe]

*...Oh. That was nice of her. Maybe she...still had control of herself. He's aware he doesn't anymore, but the ironic thing is, he can't see anything wrong with it, consciously. Thanks, tower.*

You're trying to help the people who are still looking for candy? That's kind of you.

[wrigurun]

[She gives a small nod and a smile, still keeping her eyes covered]

Unfortunately I think it's too late for some of them. I had trouble finding candy for them today... but I'm not going to let them suffer either!

[warriorscribe]

*...That doesn't sound good.*

And how do you plan to help them?

[wrigurun]

[It's not that she wants to but she has no other choice]

If there's no hope for them, it's better to die quickly and painlessly than get crushed in agony.

[warriorscribe]

...I agree. But who are you to take that choice from them?

*So far...nothing Enoch wouldn't have normally said. But beneath the ordinariness of his responses is preparation to need to strike, to kill.*

Before 7:59

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Sorry Wriggle, Jade was already a bit far gone to be able to help with that costume problem. Though Wriggle's concerns have her immediately suspicious, as the girl whipped around to face the other with the bloodied shield in hand.]

And where do you think you're gonna get more candy to "help" these people, huh?

Before 7:59

[wrigurun]

[Wriggle flinched a little, not only at the shield but Jade's general appearance. However she wasn't going to let that deter here. She had a mission and she forced herself to not let the tower get to her]

I don't know, where ever I can find it. I'll fight monsters if I have to!

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Nope. Not the answer she wanted to hear at all.

She hefted her shield up in front of her, as if ready to bash someone's head in, and narrowed her eyes along with the drop in tone of her voice.]

I don't think so; you better stay away from them, or I'll make you stay away.

[wrigurun]

[Unfortunately Wriggle totally misread her actions and still managed to look her dead in the eye]

Don't worry, I can take care of myself! I've fought them before.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Yeeep, that was basically the wrong thing to say.]

That's pretty cool for you I guess, isn't it? But what the fuck are they supposed to do when you come running around, with your self-righteous crusade, huh? You think it's cool to pick on things weaker than you? Pick 'em off like they're just little ants?

[wrigurun]

Hey! Ant's may be small but they're not weak! I'd like to see you try and carry something fifty times your own weight!

And most of the monsters are bigger and more aggressive than I am! It's not my fault I have to defend myself!

before 7:59

[prayed]

[At this point in the game, that question is nothing less than suspicious.]

I've got enough. More importantly, shouldn't ya be worrying about yourself?

before 7:59

[wrigurun]

I don't think I do. I lost my stash and my costume stopped shrinking.

Even if you don't need help do you know anyone who does?

[prayed]

Nobody that hasn't already dropped dead. Not everybody's gonna be able to come out of this game alive, y'know. Ya should've figured that out by now.

[wrigurun]

[There was a twinge of... anger perhaps as she said that. She didn't always come off as the brightest but she was as stubborn as they come. It's not that she hadn't figured out that not everyone was going to come out alive, she just didn't want to believe it]

Doesn't mean we can't help as many as possible! You should help out too!

[prayed]

Those people ya wanna help are the same ones that let ya get turned into this, y'know.

[She points at Wriggle at the word "this" before stuffing her hand into a pocket, pulling out a candy.]

The only ones who might've been worth helping are already dead, so why worry about the rest of 'em? It's just gonna make things harder on ya in the end.

[She pops the candy into her mouth, continuing.]

Or maybe they'll just turn around and kill ya again after you've helped them. You're a threat to them as much as anyone, y'know.

[wrigurun]

[There's something very sour in that sentiment. She had been getting help from people, it's just the sweets had been getting rather thin on the ground]

I won't let them go through the same thing I did! No one should die like that!

And you can't kill a ghost, stupid!