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[sweetmotherofgod]

[ Here's Heather and an absence of scenery. She looks more annoyed than scared, though her cheeks are a flushed from some experimental running and her hair is kind of sticking up in front where she's been tugging at it in frustration. ]

So I'm lost. Or stuck, or whatever. I've been talking to lady Japan and she's lost too, but we can't see or hear each other.

[There's some jiggling as the view turns to a long stretch of corridor unrelieved in any way by doors. Blank walls move past as Heather walks, holding her communicator out in front of her, and still nothing new comes into view. Her voice is clear (and seriously ticked-off) in the background.]

This is getting pretty old, so if anyone's got any advice that isn't find a lift and get in it, that'd be swell.

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[audio]

[notmydiagnosis]

Keep calm. The worst thing you can do under mental duress is panic.

[audio]

[sweetmotherofgod]

Doctor Crane?

[Yeah, the only reason he's not getting an extremely rude answer is that Heather's very curious about this guy. And maybe a little spooked.]

I'm trying. Can't guarantee I won't be doing poop and blood murals if something doesn't happen soon, though.

[audio]

[notmydiagnosis]

[ Covering fear up with humour. Interesting coping mechanism. Definitely something that's been learned throughout her years. ]

Yes, it's me.

[ Oh, right, he's supposed to say something. ]

Is it a straight hallway?

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[sweetmotherofgod]

[ she huffs audibly in relief. Okay, he's weird, but he's also someone she knows and a mental health professional, which she has to figure reduces her chances of losing it while she wanders. ]

For as far as I can see, yeah. I thought there might be a corner or a door if I kept going, but it feels like I've been doing this for hours.

[video]

[circumitus]

Good to know that if I'm going crazy, so are you.

[Yes, this is supposed to be comforting to Rey.]

Haven't been able to find an exit yet, though.

[video]

[sweetmotherofgod]

Sakura, too.

Heather's chuckling a little at that, having thought the exact same thing when Japan's audio communication went out.

Of course, she was maybe a little tweaked to begin with.

Hey, do you have a pen or a knife or something? We're leaving little markers - [the picture shifts as she turns to display her latest - the initials HM, and an arrow in the direction she's heading] - so we can track where we've been, see if we can meet up.

Uh, if you see a little naked cartoon guy, that's not mine.

[video]

[circumitus]

...I have a knife. That should work. See if I run into either of you.

[And not a bad idea. She's sick of wandering in circles. Or, not being sure whether or not if she's been wandering in circles, dammit.]

Little naked cartoo...



Never mind.

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[heltersskelter]

dude.
that is some serious twilight zone shit.

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[sweetmotherofgod]

no soundtrack with scare chords, though.

could use one. liven things up a bit.

[heltersskelter]

lame.
i mean if we're supposed to be in some rendition of Alien it is seriously not living up to expectations.

[video]

[profligates]

Unfortunately, lost and stuck or two completely different things. Seeing as you seem to be moving around, I'd say you're absolutely lost.

[video]

[sweetmotherofgod]

And if the only reason I'm lost is that there are no doors, because either some asshole removed them or I'm tripping balls?

[video]

[profligates]

If you happen to be tripping balls, as you so eloquently put it, I would have to ask where it was that you acquired something to do that with. Then I may wonder why you don't feel like sharing. [Smirks.]

And to answer your question, yes. I do believe someone is messing with you, my dear.

voice;

[youdieinreallife]

Well, personally, I would advise you to find a lift. And then, perhaps you could get inside it.

voice;

[sweetmotherofgod]

[ Oh she

she did not just

AUGH ]

And I would advise you to take your communication device and lovingly insert it into whichever of your orifices you'd prefer.

permavoice; omg xcuse u dw I PICKED AN ICON >:C

[youdieinreallife]

Not terribly specific of you! In that case, I think I'll pass.

But do tell... Where exactly do you believe you've been trapped?

voice;

[entrapments]

Has anybody tried to like, jimmy-rig some tunes to you?
Like, to pass the time?

voice;

[sweetmotherofgod]

No. Is that a thing? 'cause that... that would help.

voice;

[entrapments]

It always helps me pass the time. I'd offer some books or something, but something about this thing doesn't exactly scream kindle, ya know?

-What's your name?

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[constructum]

What was the last location you can remember?

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[sweetmotherofgod]

Oxygen garden. Since then, just hallway hallway hallway.

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[constructum]

[ it takes her a moment to get back to heather, as she is quickly sifting through her maps attempting to find the one she needs. ]

If you were by the garden. There should be some door that leads to the holodeck. [ she hopes ] Can you see anything like that?

[player_not_slayer]

I'd say find a door, but looks like you're fresh out.

[This is some potentially freaky shit here, dude.]

Looks like something out of a horror movie or videogame or some shit like that.

Next thing you know, monsters'll be popping out of the walls and the ominous music will start up and shit.

[sweetmotherofgod]

You need to get outside more.

[Yeah, she means via airlock. She's been in here for what feels like a Very Long Time and her manners took a real dive right around the point she stopped being creeped out by the silence and started thinking she could hear things that she never seems to be able to find.]

[player_not_slayer]

I think I'm fine, thanks. I'd hate to end up in the Twilight Zone like you.

[Simon rarely has manners, so she's in good company. Or not, considering.

He's just going to smirk at her before focusing on a spot behind her, eyes widening a fraction.]

Is that a door?

[No its not, and yes, he's a dick.]