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towerofanimus2013-04-15 07:45 pm
notayoungkitten) wrote in towerofanimus2013-04-15 07:45 pm
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September 1964
Characters: Ocelot and you
Setting: Dormitory floor
When: Event start
Format: I'll match
Summary: Ocelot returns... wrong. Part of the Group C workers.
Warnings: Possible violent death.
1
Mirrors. Mirrors everywhere. But it wasn't her face staring back at her, it wasn't her body. It wasn't her clothes. It was her mother. Her mother. Younger than Ocelot was now, dead for forty years. She's screaming on the inside, but her mouth is unable to move. Where she wants to express utter terror, only a blank look is present.
She cleans. The floor is so dirty, the mirrors not perfectly clean. There's dirt in places from muddy shoes and boots because people aren't cleaning up their feet before returning from outdoor floors.
All she can do is watch in horror as her mother's image cleans up the dust in the room, unable to escape, just continue to clean up the rooms without the ability to stop herself. Everything is so dirty and that won't do at all.
2
In the middle of the night, Ocelot stands, stock still, watching over a bed. Whoever's bed it is does not seem to matter to her as she doesn't seem to be aware at all that she's watching a person. Merely standing there, unmoving. Barely even blinking. It's kind of disturbing, really.
Setting: Dormitory floor
When: Event start
Format: I'll match
Summary: Ocelot returns... wrong. Part of the Group C workers.
Warnings: Possible violent death.
1
Mirrors. Mirrors everywhere. But it wasn't her face staring back at her, it wasn't her body. It wasn't her clothes. It was her mother. Her mother. Younger than Ocelot was now, dead for forty years. She's screaming on the inside, but her mouth is unable to move. Where she wants to express utter terror, only a blank look is present.
She cleans. The floor is so dirty, the mirrors not perfectly clean. There's dirt in places from muddy shoes and boots because people aren't cleaning up their feet before returning from outdoor floors.
All she can do is watch in horror as her mother's image cleans up the dust in the room, unable to escape, just continue to clean up the rooms without the ability to stop herself. Everything is so dirty and that won't do at all.
2
In the middle of the night, Ocelot stands, stock still, watching over a bed. Whoever's bed it is does not seem to matter to her as she doesn't seem to be aware at all that she's watching a person. Merely standing there, unmoving. Barely even blinking. It's kind of disturbing, really.
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