I am not Eye

[animusmods]

Characters: Anyone (Animus and Destiny Strings)
Setting: All the levels, with the cafeteria, stairs and the dorms as the safe zones. You can find more about the event here. Remember the stages of insanity for the Animus characters!
Format: Any, start your open posts.
Summary: The tower appears to be overcome with a strange mist.
Warnings: general horror warnings for now

A strange, primordial scream. Perhaps something that didn't seem too out of place for this tower, yet there was something...off about it.

Then came a small series of rumblings. Something was stirring up in the tower. Thankfully the dorms seemed seemed fine. It was when you started to walk down that you realized something was wrong. There was dark mist everywhere. It wasn't natural. Even with a light, it was hard to see past the staircases into the levels, causing even more confusion. Thankfully, the stairs seemed to be safe and if you walked down the entire hundred levels, you'd notice that the cafeteria was safe too.

But that seemed to be it. Everywhere else, the mist was thick and seemed to hang on to the clothing and hair.

Then another noise rings out in every corridor, a laughter musical but somehow diabolical, not quite male nor female, asking a single question;

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

It looked like someone was wanting to play a little game with you.

[OOC: Start your own threads and all the rules about this event can be found here]

Comments

[ghostytrainer]

John begins laughing wildly as his fist makes contact with Dave...only to cut off with a loud "HOURF...!" as Dave returns the favor. John crumples, falling to his knees, the wind pretty well knocked out of him.

[knightime]

Dave immediate moves. He doesn't care of his face hurts or that John got dangerously close to smashing his sunglasses into his face. What mattered is getting John back to a normal(ish) floor.

Which is what he's trying to do right now. Come on, fattybert.

[ghostytrainer]

Aside from being a fattybert, John doesn't do anything to prevent Dave from removing him bodily from the music room. At least...not at first. He catches his breath by the time the two make it to the stairs and immediately begins to struggle, limbs flailing every which way.

"Let me go!"

[knightime]

Dave continues to drag the other as best as he can. It's harder now that John is flailing his stupid ass around. Cut that shit out, John.

"Oh hell no. We're blowing this popsicle stand. You're coming back with me."