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the prism ([personal profile] saturations) wrote in [community profile] chroma 2022-02-12 03:28 pm (UTC)

STATUS

FRIDAY, AFTERNOON
► The atmosphere is cold and dark, and everything is in shades of grey. You won't find much here.
SATURDAY, NOON
► The carnival has gotten colder and rainer, and the loud sound of honking appears to follow wherever you go. Occasionally, bands of colorful clowns appear and charge you menacingly, cackling loudly and honking, before exploding in a hail of confetti. After this happens, you feel drained.
► Nothing much about the mansion seems different … until you wander into the bathroom. There is now a working shower! Running water! Amazing! It will last for about 2 minutes of a wonderful warm shower, before turning ice cold and the only soap is 3-in-1 body wash/shampoo/conditioner, but you know. Better than nothing. The water is also potable, if a bit sour tasting, and has an odd silvery sheen to it. There are no towels.
SATURDAY, EVENING
► The temple has become even colder and darker. Strange shapes flicker in the darkness, taking on creepy ghostly forms and dive bombing you. If they come close, you feel drained and weak. There is the sound of someone sobbing behind the door in the back, but the more you approach it, the more aggressive the ghosts seem to be.
► The lab has gotten pretty dicey. The lights flick off more frequently, plunging it into total darkness. It seems the escape of one its inhabitants has stirred up the others, breaking loose of their tubes and yearning for sweet, sweet freedom. Monsters now roam the halls, stalking silently, ready to attack at a moment’s notice. If they get near you, you’ll feel drained and tired, and in spitting range of their numbing acid that leaves burn marks on you.
► Your 3-in-1 body wash/shampoo/conditioner ... is missing! Tragedy.

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