Shadows

[23:17] <Shadows> You aren't insane, are you?
[23:17] <Lyra_Bel> Are too
[23:18] <Shadows> Lyra's blood drips down her back without showing any sign of slowing or stopping
[23:19] <Lyra_Bel> I'm going to die here, aren't I?
[23:19] <Shadows> You're already dead
[23:19] <Lyra_Bel> ...
[23:20] <Lyra_Bel> Okay
[23:20] <Lyra_Bel> Then this is my eternal punishment?
[23:20] <Shadows> (No response)
[23:20] <Lyra_Bel> This is, this is what I deserve?
[23:20] <Lyra_Bel> This is what happens to me!?
[23:21] <Shadows> (Also no response)
[23:21] <Lyra_Bel> This is payback?  For WHAT!?
[23:21] <Lyra_Bel> It's not my fault!
[23:22] <Shadows> You had to /live/ didn't you
[23:22] <Lyra_Bel> I don't want to live!
[23:22] <Lyra_Bel> I want to die, alright?
[23:22] <Shadows> Then what are you waiting for
[23:22] <Lyra_Bel> I want to die before the next four hours runs out
[23:23] <Lyra_Bel> But this stupid game won't let me!
[23:24] <Shadows> (No response)
[23:24] <Lyra_Bel> ...
[23:24] <Lyra_Bel> You're Abyss, aren't you?
[23:24] <Lyra_Bel> Toying with my brain some more
[23:24] <Shadows> Who are you talking to Lyra?
[23:25] <Shadows> There's nobody there
[23:25] <Lyra_Bel> Yes there is!
[23:25] <Lyra_Bel> Another voice in my stupid head, crowding and jostling for room between Carl and Reggie!
[23:25] <Lyra_Bel> What do you want from me!?
[23:26] <ATtheorytime[DM]> (No response)
[23:26] <Lyra_Bel> Tell me what I'm supposed to be doing!
[23:26] <Lyra_Bel> Or is this it?
[23:27] <Lyra_Bel> I've fulfilled my purpose in making everyone else miserable, so now I'm finally allowed to die?
[23:27] <ATtheorytime[DM]> That bleeding doesn't seem to be stopping and you are feeling a bit woozy
[23:28] <Lyra_Bel> We both know this isn't the end
[23:28] <Lyra_Bel> I can't be let off the hook that easily, right?
[23:28] <ATtheorytime[DM]> (No response)
[23:28] <Lyra_Bel> Something new is gonna swoop in and screw me over, RIGHT!?
[23:29] <ATtheorytime[DM]> ( Just assume no response from now on)
[23:29] <Lyra_Bel> Finish the caves, contract.  Give up the contract, this!
[23:29] <Lyra_Bel> What happens to me if I give up and let myself try to die here!?
[23:29] <Lyra_Bel> Bring me to the stone bed and force me back to life?
[23:30] <Lyra_Bel> Shunt me to another body and repair this one?
[23:30] <Lyra_Bel> Maybe give me a few hours freedom before Abyss takes over for good and makes me watch?
[23:31] <Lyra_Bel> WHAT
[23:31] <Lyra_Bel> HAPPENS
[23:31] <Lyra_Bel> WHEN
[23:31] <Lyra_Bel> I
[23:31] <Lyra_Bel> DIE
[23:31]  * Lyra_Bel is quiet for several seconds
[23:31] <Lyra_Bel> Please
[23:32] <Lyra_Bel> Please at least let me pretend there's a chance
[23:32] <Lyra_Bel> Let me, let me work things out
[23:32] <Lyra_Bel> Let me try
[23:33] <Lyra_Bel> Or
[23:33] <Lyra_Bel> Or is this even related to me?
[23:33] <Lyra_Bel> You're something else, aren't you?
[23:34] <Lyra_Bel> You're not me
[23:35] <Lyra_Bel> ...
[23:35] <Lyra_Bel> Not spilling, eh?
[23:35] <Lyra_Bel> Fine
[23:35] <Lyra_Bel> I can play that game
[23:35]  * Lyra_Bel crosses her arms and leans back against the wall
[23:36] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra's back throbs in pain
[23:36]  * Lyra_Bel flinches and instead opts to sit up
[23:36] <Lyra_Bel> You
[23:37] <Lyra_Bel> What'd you say?
[23:37] <Lyra_Bel> I'm not insane, I had to live, and there's nobody here
[23:37] <ATtheorytime[DM]> The light starts to dim from Lyra's Crystal eyes
[23:37] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra's surroundings slowly grow darker
[23:37] <Lyra_Bel> Do I get points for guessing your name with my dying breath?
[23:38] <ATtheorytime[DM]> It starts to rain
[23:39] <ATtheorytime[DM]> it is too dark to see the source of this rain however, and you aren't certain the liquid is water that is falling on you
[23:39]  * Lyra_Bel decaptchalogues the ring, amulet, other trinkets, her book, and the Warhammer figurine, along with Alex's jeans
[23:39] <Lyra_Bel> She wraps the objects up in the jeans, and puts the bundle as near the centre of the hallway as she can find in the dim light
[23:40] <ATtheorytime[DM]> The drops of liquid feel heavy on Lyra's skin
[23:40] <Lyra_Bel> This is what dying feels like
[23:40] <Lyra_Bel> Right?
[23:40] <Lyra_Bel> Well, I have to admit
[23:40] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Thunder sounds overhead
[23:40] <Lyra_Bel> I thought MASKWRAITH was bad at it
[23:41] <Lyra_Bel> But you, you take the cake!
[23:41] <Lyra_Bel> Darn it
[23:41] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra begins to realize that the liquid isn't rolling off her skin like water would
[23:42] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Rather, it sticks on like some form of sap
[23:43] <Lyra_Bel> What are you even doing anymore?
[23:43] <Lyra_Bel> I can't tell where the murder ends and the delusions begin
[23:43] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra hears her voice speak
[23:43] <ATtheorytime[DM]> But she doesn't say what she was planning on saying
[23:44] <ATtheorytime[DM]> "What am I even doing anymore?"
[23:44] <ATtheorytime[DM]> The rest gets caught off as Lyra's throat seizes up
[23:45]  * Lyra_Bel closes her eyes and curls up into a ball
[23:45] <Lyra_Bel> Please stop
[23:45] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Another clap of thunder, louder this time
[23:46] <Lyra_Bel> Fine.  I messed up that too
[23:46] <Lyra_Bel> But I TRIED!
[23:47] <Lyra_Bel> You can't say I deserve this
[23:47] <Lyra_Bel> Not less than you do
[23:47] <ATtheorytime[DM]> The ground beneath Lyra's feet begins rumbling
[23:47] <ATtheorytime[DM]> The thunder booms again
[23:47] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Louder
[23:47] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Closer
[23:48] <Lyra_Bel> Or maybe this is s'posed to be it?
[23:48] <Lyra_Bel> This is your slippery slope
[23:48] <Lyra_Bel> And once I'm finally dead, you move on to the others and do the same thing Nick did
[23:49] <ATtheorytime[DM]> The sap layers thicker and begins weighing Lyra down
[23:50]  * Lyra_Bel lies on the ground in the least-painful position
[23:50] <Lyra_Bel> Except that's not it, is it?
[23:50] <Lyra_Bel> You know me
[23:50] <Lyra_Bel> You know I didn't want to die
[23:50] <Lyra_Bel> Not right away
[23:50] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra feels something catch in her throat
[23:51] <ATtheorytime[DM]> A single large beetle crawls its way up out of Lyra's mouth
[23:51] <Lyra_Bel> ...
[23:51] <Lyra_Bel> Well
[23:52] <Lyra_Bel> Okay
[23:52] <Lyra_Bel> Bit of a non-sequiter
[23:52] <Lyra_Bel> I mean, I know you kinda do that a lot
[23:52] <Lyra_Bel> But, really?
[23:53] <ATtheorytime[DM]> The darkness suddenly swoops entirely over Lyra
[23:53] <ATtheorytime[DM]> It's cold now
[23:53] <ATtheorytime[DM]> So very cold
[23:54] <Lyra_Bel> I'm not dead
[23:54] <Lyra_Bel> This is me, calling your bluff
[23:54] <Lyra_Bel> I don't believe you
[23:54] <Lyra_Bel> Because I know you, and this is not the way you'd do this
[23:55] <Lyra_Bel> Although
[23:55] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra looks down and her eyes widen in shock as her legs start blowing away as they crumble into dust
[23:55]  * Lyra_Bel clenches her eyes shut
[23:56] <Lyra_Bel> I'm sorry
[23:56] <Lyra_Bel> Now do your worst.
[23:57] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra can feel more of her body crumble away into dust excrutiatingly slowly
[23:58] <Lyra_Bel> ...
[23:59] <Lyra_Bel> You do this, and that's it
[23:59] <Lyra_Bel> I'm your schelling fence
[23:59] <ATtheorytime[DM]> The crumbling continues
[00:00] <Lyra_Bel> Rubicon
[00:00] <Lyra_Bel> Event horizon
[00:00] <Lyra_Bel> Kill me, you'll kill the others, then you'll kill yourself
[00:00] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra's legs and pelvis have blown away in the nonexistant wind
[00:01] <Lyra_Bel> And I don't believe even you are that pointlessly, STUPIDLY evil
[00:01] <ATtheorytime[DM]> The sap clings to what little feeling Lyra has left in her upper body as the thunder grows deafeningly loud
[00:01] <ATtheorytime[DM]> It's so cold
[00:02]  * Lyra_Bel hums quietly to herself
[00:03] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra's voice catches again
[00:03] <ATtheorytime[DM]> She can't breathe
[00:03] <ATtheorytime[DM]> She feels no need to
[00:04]  * Lyra_Bel tries to mouth the words "this would hurt more if I could hear your voice one last time"
[00:04] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra barely manages to move her lips
[00:05] <ATtheorytime[DM]> With a horrible lurching pause Lyra feels a sickening compulsion to look down again
[00:06]  * Lyra_Bel looks down again
[00:07] <ATtheorytime[DM]> A skeletal ribcage surrounded by rotted flesh bares home to a nest of thick, black leeches, wriggling in and back out of the rancid piece of meat once functioning as Lyra's heart
[00:08] <Lyra_Bel> H
[00:08] <Lyra_Bel> Heh
[00:08] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra can feel them writhing inside of her as the rancid smell hits her nose
[00:08]  * Lyra_Bel gags
[00:10] <ATtheorytime[DM]> With a horrible lurching pain Lyra feels the leeches burrow physically deeper into the core of her rotting hear
[00:10]  * Lyra_Bel screams
[00:10] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra can't scream
[00:11] <ATtheorytime[DM]> That would require lips that moved
[00:11] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Flesh that was living
[00:11] <ATtheorytime[DM]> The warmth of a beating heart
[00:11] <ATtheorytime[DM]> ( Roll me a WIS check )
[00:11] <Lyra_Bel> Roll 1d20-1
[00:11] <`DICE> Lyra_Bel rolled 1d20-1 [ 1d20=15 ]{14}
[00:12] <ATtheorytime[DM]> ( Good thing you passed that one )
[00:13] <ATtheorytime[DM]> With a sharp pain Lyra stumbles to the ground, a pen stabbed through her left hand's pinkie finger by the second joint
[00:13] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Reduce your maximum HP by 1 until and if this wound is healed
[00:13] <Lyra_Bel> ((For all bodies?))
[00:14] <ATtheorytime[DM]> < The pen is stabbed through your finger into the ground btw >
[00:14] <ATtheorytime[DM]> < Just Crystal Eyes >
[00:14] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Blood oozes around the fresh wound
[00:16]  * Lyra_Bel tries to talk again
[00:16] <ATtheorytime[DM]> What does she try to say?
[00:17] <Lyra_Bel> "More weight"
[00:17] <ATtheorytime[DM]> < BTW everything is back lit up now and the storm appears to be gone, as well as the rumbling >
[00:17] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Lyra's voice rings out as normal
[00:17] <Lyra_Bel> ((Surroundings are back to the cave tunnel?))
[00:17] <ATtheorytime[DM]> < They always were the cave tunnel >
[00:17] <ATtheorytime[DM]> < But yeah, back to "normal"
[00:19] <Lyra_Bel> I said, more weight!
[00:19] <Lyra_Bel> I know you can do better than that
[00:19] <ATtheorytime[DM]> (No response)
[00:20] <ATtheorytime[DM]> This wound really fucking hurts though
[00:20] <Lyra_Bel> Come on!
[00:20] <ATtheorytime[DM]> You think the pen stabbed through the bones in your pinky completely
[00:20] <Lyra_Bel> You wanna cross that line, you better take a running FRIGGING LEAP!
[00:25]  * Lyra_Bel pulls the pen out of her finger
[00:25] <ATtheorytime[DM]> < Roll CON >
[00:25] <Lyra_Bel> Roll 1d20+5
[00:25] <`DICE> Lyra_Bel rolled 1d20+5 [ 1d20=19 ]{24}
[00:26] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Doesn't even hurt
[00:26] <ATtheorytime[DM]> (Ok maybe a little holy shit)
[00:26] <ATtheorytime[DM]> (You can handle it though)
[00:26] <Lyra_Bel> Come on, then
[00:26]  * Lyra_Bel climbs to her feet as best she's able
[00:26] <Lyra_Bel> Takes a lot more than that
[00:26] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Why wouldn't she be able?
[00:27] <ATtheorytime[DM]> It's not like her back is in pain, or the earth is shaking, or it is dark or anything
[00:27] <Lyra_Bel> Yeah
[00:27] <Lyra_Bel> YEAH!
[00:27] <Lyra_Bel> YOU RUN!
[00:28]  * Lyra_Bel takes a shuddering gasp of breath
[00:28] <Lyra_Bel> You run
[00:29] <ATtheorytime[DM]> This wound is bleeding a ton
[00:29]  * Lyra_Bel draws a bandage around it
[00:30] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Roll performance
[00:30] <Lyra_Bel> Roll 1d20+5
[00:30] <`DICE> Lyra_Bel rolled 1d20+5 [ 1d20=7 ]{12}
[00:31] <ATtheorytime[DM]> That should stop the bleeding
[00:31] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Augh, you have a nasty headache
[00:31]  * Lyra_Bel tries to ignore it
[00:32] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Oh
[00:32] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Hey
[00:32] <ATtheorytime[DM]> Faerzen messaged you