Alma's unconscious game

[imaginemeandyuu]

((Alma's unconscious game goes here! I have put up a discussion plurk here since I know a bunch of the folks playing it don't use irc, any questions etc can go there. If for some reason you don't have access, let me know.

Since a large part of this unconscious is puzzle-based, if you need to leave and come back later: 1) you can handwave that you went along with the group or 2) if you want to explore everything yourself still, feel free to assume your character wandered off/back to check something (etc) -- but note that when you come back, you'll find whatever puzzles have since been 'solved' will remain 'solved'. It won't reset, so any paths that are opened or anything like that will stay that way.

That said, there are multiple things to do here, and changes still impact things, so if you oocly have to leave and come back, and when you do everything seems 'done', there are at least still things to look at and possibly multiple paths which you might want to do something about, so don't feel discouraged from starting back in after other people have opened doors or w/e)).

Comments

[imaginemeandyuu]

It's more like a hair growing from skin than like how a real plant would break through a real wall. And I'm sorry that sounds sort of grotesque putting it into words.

[hallucinogenetic]

What the fuck do we do with this.

[outofthemud]

Same think we did last time?

[hallucinogenetic]

. . . I don't know if that's a good idea.

[outofthemud]

They don't lead into anything but the walls.

[hallucinogenetic]

And the bed.

[. . . running his hand along one of the strings of lights]

[imaginemeandyuu]

It's firm and strong, and warm under his touch. You get a sense of invitation.

[outofthemud]

[Watches his hand for a moment before looking between the bed and the swords, for anything that immediately sticks out.]

[hallucinogenetic]

[invi . . . tation . . .]

[n-not saying anything, just also looking around]

[imaginemeandyuu]

Nothing else seems to immediately stick out.

[outofthemud]

[Settles on going over to check around the bed, nudging the draping lights out of his way as needed.]

[imaginemeandyuu]

They are easily pushed back, curtain-style, letting out a sweet scent that still doesn't cover the musk of the overall room.

There are a pair of bedside drawers on either side of the bed, and the bed itself is unmade, but there doesn't seem to be anything underneath it or anything.

[outofthemud]

[Opens one of the drawers.]

[imaginemeandyuu]

There's a jar of lube in there.

[hallucinogenetic]

. . .



[stares at the bedside drawer for a long moment as if he's worried it will jump out and bite him]

[but yes, opening that up]

[imaginemeandyuu]

There's a jar of lube in this one too.

[outofthemud]

[Dunno about you Guil but he's slamming his back shut.]

[hallucinogenetic]

[yep]

[closing it]

[outofthemud]

[Frustrated sound, sitting on the edge of the bed and folding his arms.] What the hell are we supposed to do?

[hallucinogenetic]

[sits on the bed with him]

Fucked if I know.

[imaginemeandyuu]

The bed sinks a little under your weight and the strand of fairy lights entering the trap door section of floor trembles -- first lightly when Kanda 1 sits, then a little more when Kanda 2 does.

[outofthemud]

[Snaps his attention to that.

Shifts his weight on the bed to try and make it move again.]

[hallucinogenetic]

. . .

[shifts back a little more onto the bed, pulling his legs up]

[imaginemeandyuu]

Moving further onto the bed seems to loosen the fairy lights further...

[outofthemud]

[... Shifts back the rest of the way into the bed.

They just have to sit on it, right. That's... not so bad.]