May the odds...

[justabignobody]

Characters: Minglelog for anyone not involved in the event
Setting: During the first part of the event, in the media room or near any terminal
Format: Whatever!
Summary: As Ruana's chosen dogs set out to hunt and/or run, the rest of the tower watches.
Warnings: very possibly mentions of violence and character death? Will update as needed!

[Sometimes in the morning, strange events start to be broadcasted to the screens of the media room and the terminal, showing familiar faces, though some maybe in not quite so familiar get-ups. Looks like Ruana's game is just about to start!]

Comments

[warriorscribe]

They likely can't realize... I thought for all the world that any evil should be punished by death in my first of her games. While I was still affected, I realized I no longer had any free will, and...of course, couldn't do anything about it.

I'd end all her games if I could. I want to do something. I tried to do something!

*He sighs, then, and reaches out to put a hand on her shoulder, trying to give her whatever comfort he can.*

...I was stopped, by my friends and family; they're worried for my health. There were others talking, though. I told them what I could.

[sageprincess]

[She has her doubts that whatever brainwashing Ruana's done is that complete. Asch managed to apologize and give her group "amnesty" after all. But she's too tired to argue that point.

The news of outside events is disheartening, though, and her eyes fall to the 'ground'.]

I tried before. There were monsters in our path, but... we managed to get to the outside wall of the labyrinth before Jason found us.

He was not pleased with our meddling in his experiment.

[Enoch's been here long enough that she doesn't need to detail what happened next. It's been so long since then, but the burn of her failure still aches like an old wound.]

[warriorscribe]

*All it takes is to believe one thing with absolute certainty. Just the one thing. Like "all evil is punishable by death". He'd been able to fight at first, too. But he grew more and more certain of it as the days went on. It doesn't surprise him there is amnesty being granted here at the start.*

I will tell that to the others, when I'm returned. I might be able to help them find a way to prepare, even if I'm prevented from going, myself.