I've come to warn you he's coming for you

[animusnpcs]

Characters: anyone carried away by the retrieval units in the mob thread
Setting: ???
Format: any
Summary: Death is far too easy for a punishment, you know.
Warnings: psychological horror, things that go bump in the night and then bump you back

The retrieval unit dumps you, in whatever state you happen to be in, into a cell. To those familiar with Jason, this isn't the clean, polished hospital look of Jason's usual quarters. No, if anything this is an abandoned hospital. There's mold on the floor and the paint is peeling off the walls. It's certainly high tech--the door that blocks your cell is made of some sort of nearly invisible force field--but it looks like it hasn't been cleaned in a few decades.

Once you're secure in your cell, you will have the ability to move your body again. All supernatural skills have been disabled--no one is more powerful than an Olympic-level human inside these cells.

Interact with your fellow prisoners?

Comments

[doctor_dismemberment]

Weak people aren't worth the air that they breathe, especially in this place. Honestly, I don't understand why you should care. [He shrugs.] If someone here is weak enough to die, it shouldn't matter at all. They'll come back the next day, so it's no big loss. They won't even become a flesh-addicted monster!

[Richtofen, on the other hand, has always been a little bit off. From the time he was a child, he'd smash his sister's dolls to hear her scream, then, later, he'd hurt animals to hear them do the same. He's always been so blinded by scientific curiosity that he sees people's deaths as simple steps to unlock greater knowledge. Be it one, ten, or even a thousand deaths, Richtofen doesn't see the problem. He's too busy worrying about himself to care about others.

Even the zombies he created back home were simple toys for his amusement. While his partner was trying to revive dead soldiers to aid their country and win the war, Richtofen saw them as little more than particularly deadly experiments - experiments that he gladly let murder his colleagues as soon as he found their company useless. He felt no remorse for the fact that the zombies went wherever he did, targeting both people who helped him and innocents in the area.

Death is death, and Richtofen will shed no tears for anyone who meets their demise, whether he knows them or not.]