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October Event Log (Space Horror Edition)
OCTOBER EVENT: HEAVY
TRIGGER WARNING: This event features heavy use of hallucinations, reliving past traumas, mental corruption and PVP death. Please proceed with caution.
Day OneWherever you drift off to sleep certainly isn't where you wake up the following day. Or... you assume it's day, as there is no natural light to truly clue you in. You wake on a bunk in a metallic room along with three other app users, also tucked into their comfy little bunks. A quick survey of your surroundings, and you will find you are on a sizeable spaceship. Outside the window, a blue planet slowly turns- those who have a knowledge of space might be able to recognize this as Neptune- you are far, far from Earth. Stepping out of the bunk room, you will find other doors opening to other bunk rooms, with similarly confused app users inside. No one has any idea how you got here. You will find your communications devices do not work- after all, you're a long way away from any cell towers. You'll be glad to see your abilities work just fine. Telepathy outside of the ship is impossible- perhaps distance matters here, too.
Exploration of the ship will show a worrying absence of any crew. You can see dried blood on several metallic surfaces as you move around. Canteens are stocked with freeze-dried astronaut meals, all perfectly edible, but there is no sign anyone has been eating anything in here for some time. You can see another ship docked outside the one you're in- the name on the side claiming it as The Lewis and Clark. There doesn't seem to be any way to get to it currently, though. The door leading to the docking station is locked tight. You eventually come across the bridge, with blood-crusted computer systems still running. Those tech-savvy amongst you might be able to get some informational screens up, which tell you that you are aboard The Event Horizon. This is a scientific vessel which was researching a means of faster space travel. They intended to do this with something called "The Gravity Core" - a device which would create an artificial black hole, which would in theory allow the user to bend space-time and cut a journey of thousands of years into a single day. So it turns out you're sitting in a spaceship with the means to create the most destructive force in the galaxy right next to you. Super! A few of the video files are corrupted, which will need some work getting to play. Ominously, every now and again the screens of the computer flash up a single, desperate message: Libera te tutemet ex inferis.
If you so decide to check out that Gravity Core, you will find a tunnel with sharp, moving sides. It moves like a meat grinder. Luckily there is a narrow walkway- wide enough for you to walk single file through it without getting hurt on the spikes. Worrying, some more of that dried blood can be seen on the spikes as they rotate. It's probably fine. The tunnel opens up into a big, circular, spiked room. There's a pool of water at the bottom of the room, and in the centre is a strange contraption, a ball with three spiked rings, about 10 meters in diameter. For now, they're just turning around one another slowly, never stopping. Congratulations, you found the Gravity Core! Anyone with demonic or holy ties will be deeply unsettled by this device. They can't put their finger on what it is, but they know it's deeply unsafe, and feel intense discomfort being anywhere near it. For now, there doesn't seem much to do other than get used to their surroundings. They can check the lock that could take them to the Lewis and Clark- their only way off this ship, but the lock is a complex series of rusted cogs. There seems to be no way to undo these locks no matter what you try- not even abilities will work on it. It's like some outside (or inside) force is preventing you from an early escape. For now, it seems you're stuck here.
Day TwoAt the start of day two, the whole ship shakes- anyone near the Gravity Core will witness the rings suddenly all line up, stopping their slow spiral. Everything is still for a moment, and then the center of the Core suddenly glows in a blinding flash of light, then... it settles- the lights around the center pulsing on and off like a heartbeat. The entire surface of the ball at the center of the core turns into a shimmering, water-like substance. Anyone nearby will feel an overwhelming urge to touch it. Should you give into the intrusive thought, you will find your hand sinks into the center as if it is made of water. With no warning, something on the other side GRIPS you, and pulls you in with a sharp tug. No one around can grab you in time before you vanish into the sludge.
For a moment, everything is still- then as quickly as they were pulled in, the poor souls dragged into the Core are unceremoniously spat out. The Core returns to normal, the rings spinning slowly around one another again. Those spat out will lay on the ground, catatonic, eyes open wide, staring in terror at... something - nothing seems to wake them. You may be left worried about what to do with your friends, but there's something else too. Something prickling at the edge of your consciousness. Perhaps it's a distant noise that almost sounds like a voice, a shifting shadow you swear was a person. Today, these things linger just on the periphery of your senses- there to unnerve you, but you cannot put your finger on what they are.
About an hour after they were spat out by the Core, the poor souls dragged into it suddenly bolt awake, that "the darkness is coming". It takes a hot minute for them to settle down again, and realise where they are. If you were one of those unlucky people, you cannot remember what you saw while you were inside the Core- all you remember is that it was terrible- and yet, you want to go to it again. You are convinced the absolute right thing to do is to open the Gravity Core again and for you all to step inside it. It's where you all belong. For now, you can be convinced to not do the blatantly stupid and dangerous thing and restart the Core, but as one day moves into the next, those urges only grow.
Day ThreeThose who were dragged into the Core are much, much worse off the next day. Your feelings about needing to restart the Core are even stronger - and those who weren't pulled in will need to guard the controls to prevent it from being forcibly started up. Those who fell in start calling themselves "corrupted" and you will do everything in your power to convince everyone that you need to open the Core. Perhaps you want to embrace what's on the other side of that Core- the horrors you saw. Or perhaps your spirit was so broken by the terrifying mixed-up memories you can only partly put together that you feel it's inevitable- that you may as well submit to the Core because there's no escape from it. The way you all speak about it makes it sound like hell, quite literally, and nothing will sway you from your desire to go back into it and drag everyone on the ship with you. You will be willing to fight and attack your fellow prisoners on the ship, to lie to and cajole them - anything that gets you to those controls.
Things aren't so hot for those not corrupted by the Core, either. The flickering visions you had yesterday turn into full-blown hallucinations today. These hallucinations are steeped heavily in your mental traumas and regrets. Perhaps you feel responsible for the death of a loved one- that person will appear and speak to you. Or perhaps you were attacked by someone in your past- now that attacker will stalk you through the ship. Perhaps your actions inadvertently caused a great disaster- victims of that disaster will appear to you, fingers pointing in blame. No matter what weakness of your mind is preyed upon, these hallucinations will chip away at your grasp of reality fairly quickly. They will do everything in their power to convince you to attack the others on the ship- be it through cajoling you or through simple trickery such as appearing before someone nearby, making you lash out at them, unaware you have struck the wrong target until it is too late. Worse still, everyone can see everyone else's hallucinations- there is no hiding from them or pretending they are not real. They are here and they are ready to push everyone into attacking one another. Those fully corrupted by the ship may see hallucinations of their own, too- but nothing overrides their desire to get the Core restarted.
Either through the efforts of those with tech-savvy skills, or from following old, tattered manuals you find stuffed behind a console, you are finally able to uncorrupt the ship's video files. The first shows the original Event Horizon crew, they are smiling and happy. The captain states they are about to open the Gravity Drive for the first time and hopes that soon they will be light years away from here, with minimal effort. Confidently, he smiles at the camera, stating "Ave, atque, vale. Hail and farewell." The screen suddenly goes fuzzy, and screams can be heard in the thick static. The screen goes dead. What follows are small video clips, tiny glimpses into madness. Once smiling happy crew go through a living nightmare as their world crashes down around them. You might see one sobbing about seeing her dead best friend she couldn't save, or perhaps another screaming at an invisible foe- you will even see the crew turn on each other, the camera catching the glint of a knife or a thrown punch. No matter what, it's clear that the previous crew went through exactly what you are going through now- and they destroyed one another over it.
There is one final video to play. This is of the captain, his face is bleeding from a deep gash in his cheek, and one arm hangs limp and useless at his side. In the background, screaming can be heard:
"I stashed the explosives around the Horizon. It's the only way to get the damned doors open. She won't let them free. She'll take them to hell. They won't even fight it. They're not interested."
Static fills the screen for a moment, and the screaming is louder, followed by banging. The captain gives a frustrated groan and smacks the camera with his good arm, clearing it up.
"If any of you are still alive, you've got to blow the doors apart. The ship's hull is designed to take it, just get into the umbilical and get the fuck out- it's oxygenated. Don't let her win. Don't let her drag you into hell with the rest of them. Don't-"
A loud CRASH occurs off-screen. The captain turns, to be tackled to the ground by someone else, covered in blood and barely recognizable as human. The figure drops to the ground on top of the captain, out of view of the camera. But his screams are heard. Terrified, bloodcurdling screams. When they stop. The figure stands. It's one of his crew, the woman who had been talking about her dead friend. She raises her hand, stained with blood, looking at it curiously for a moment, before turning to the camera.
"Liberate tutame ex inferis."
The video cuts out and there are no more.
The message is clear- the only way off the Event Horizon is to blow up the doors and get to the Lewis and Clark - preferably before the Gravity Core is activated again and you are all dragged, quite literally, into Hell.
Day FourSo now you know what you need to do. You need to find the explosives stashed around the Event Horizon and blow those doors to kingdom come. Not a simple task, with your corrupted friends and your own hallucinations trying to stop you from doing just that. You will likely have to fight your friends plenty in the search for the explosives- as the corrupted folks absolutely do not want you to escape. There are fives explosives to find, hidden in The control room, the engineering room, the med bay, the kitchen and finally, unhelpfully, near the controls of the Gravity Core. You will need to gather all of them and get them attached to the doors. They are, thankfully, simple to use and soon blow the doors clear off. They open to a yellow tube that leads into the waiting Lewis and Clark. There's no gravity in the tube, even if it is oxygenated, so you will have to float your way there. But...
The Event Horizon SHUDDERS in what you could only describe as anger when the doors are blown off. The captain's warning was right. The ship certainly doesn't want you to get away from this. The corrupted finally managed to get the Core started again, gleeful at pulling you all into hell. There is no switching it off, all you can do is fight your own hallucinations to get to the Lewis and Clark. Perhaps you have enough of your senses to try and pull the corrupted folks aboard with you- but they will fight you every step of the way. The only way you'll get them aboard the Lewis and Clark is by incapacitating them and dragging them to escape.
The Lewis and Clark is, blissfully, pre-programmed to return to Earth- though it may take a real long time to get there. Ship instructions bleep at you to put yourself into stasis for the long journey, but luckily, you do not need to worry about that. The Lewis and Clark pulls away from the Event Horizon- blasting quickly away. All you can see of it is a bright blue light as the Even Horizon swallows in on itself- taking whoever so remained on board with it. The hallucinations abruptly stop, and you are left only with the stark reality of all that has happened as the ship zooms forward.
After only about fifteen minutes on the Lewis and Clark, you feel yourself enveloped in a white light- then suddenly you'll find yourselves in a pile at the entrance to Blue Fish Park- as if you were spat out by any other spirit gate. Those who died on the Horizon will find themselves amongst you, none the worse for wear. Physically, at least. The corrupted will find their minds clear of the Core's influence, their memories of what they did aboard the ship can either either fuzzy or crystal clear. Regardless, you are now all back in Kaisou and safe- though the mental trauma of what happened may linger for a while.
The dominant element this month is Earth! Anyone with an affinity to the wind element will find themselves boosted throughout the month. This could mean a boost to their power, having more energy, feeling more inspired with creativity, having better luck on different attempts -- the boost can manifest in all sorts of different ways. By contrast, anyone with an affinity for Water will be experiencing the opposite. Perhaps their powers will be weaker, they have less energy, they're having a creative block or general worse luck - again it can manifest in all sorts of way and players are free to play with this mechanic as they'd like.
The original OOC plotting post for this event can be found here. There will be a midmonth Zodiac post on the 15th. If you wish to have your character in this event, you MUST SIGN UP by October 6th.
Characters NOT involved in this plot ARE allowed to comment as hallucinations that the characters on the ship are seeing. However, these hallucinations are hallucinations ONLY. They cannot relay any information the hallucinating character doesn't already know, and the real version of the hallucinated character will have know memory of being a hallucination.
wei wuxian | mdzs | two ota, one closed
day one
[Usually when Wei Wuxian wakes up in a place he didn’t remember, it was more fun looking than this.
He was awake pretty quickly, immediately checking his surroundings to find the window that showed they were in deep fucking space of all places. It really is a sea of stars just like that one guy said, huh. But how’d they get so far out? And in a day’s time no less. Suspicious.
If you happen upon him stumbling out of the bunkers, he’ll give you a cheerful look that’s masking his confusion considerably.]
I guess I’m not the only one! [...] Nothing happened last night, right? [Wuxian for fuck’s sake.]
ii. with each bite does your sanity die
[Event Horizon, huh? They really should have picked a less foreboding ship name. Especially if they planned on creating a Black Hole within a small vessel. And Wei Wuxian thought his past-past self was too ambitious, just look at these guys.
Still, he had no direct connection to the divine or the damned, but he just had a bad feeling. Usually he’s more welcoming of his intrusive thoughts to become reality but there’s a pull here that he did not like. And for those who knew him well, an uncharacteristically dire expression on his face.
Maybe if he talks to the others.]
Did you catch what those screens said on them?
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Fuck if I know. Sounded like complicated science bullshit. This place feels weird.
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So you have that feeling to? ... It would have been better if it was just me who felt it.
[He's very aware that he's got keen magic sense, though wasn't entirely sure if that pinged here. He didn't know if this guy did too, but if he didn't this was a worse place than he thought.]
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I mean, shit, I guess? That's what they call... fuckin' animals and shit, right? Latin names?
[He's... well, he's not really trying. A vague attempt is being made.]
Yeah. There's something... weird about it. Like familiar? I guess? I can't put my foot on it. It feels like chewing on aluminium or something.
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That's right! But that text on the screen didn't look like any animal names I've heard of. [It looked like a complete sentence if anything. It flashed a couple more times but Wei Wuxian's eyes were still planted firmly towards the core.]
That's the feeling I have as well. But I know for a fact that I've never seen something like this, not even in any Spirit Realm. I'm guessing you haven't either if you're also getting the feeling like all your hair is standing up on end.
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Well you're kind of like a cat right, I guess that'll happen whenever something really surprising jumps out at you.
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[Husk frowns, shaking his head.]
Nah, never seen anything like this before. Not even while I was working for the Order, and I saw some real fucked up bullshit back then.
[Husk lets out an irritable little noise.]
It ain't a fuckin' cat thing. [It is absolutely a cat thing.] It's fuckin' involuntary, don't be a smartass about it.
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[Meaning they're dealing with something hyper fucked up here. Something that Wei Wuxian's curiosity is screaming at him to approach but for once he was feeling everyone else's desire for him to shut the fuck up.
Speaking of.]
Really? I've taken care of cats before, and they all poof when they get startled. You might have said you're a demon but you can also be a cat! You're sure acting like one right now.
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[It's definitely fucked up, it feels like something crawling in his skin, like being watched.]
Oh, fuck you, I ain't acting like shit. [His tail lashes back and forth, like a grouchy cat.] It's... I don't fuckin' know. It's familiar, like... not with the Order or anything like that. It feels like shit from my past life and most of that was spent in Hell. So the familiarity ain't exactly peachy.
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Still Wei Wuxian snickered.]
I dunno, if it looks like a duck~! [Etc, etc, tee hee!
But a familiar feeling of a being from hell that... that was the worst kind of sign indeed. While Wei Wuxian was an ordinary human, he still felt a similar pull. But he did still have the sense to ask one thing.
The fact that he hesitated was another point of concern.]
Then aren't you going to get out of here?
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I got fuckin' wings, too? You got any smart-ass comments about that?
[He raises his arms, gesturing to the spaceships around them.]
To where? There ain't anywhere to run to. I might regenerate but I'd still die a fuckin' million times out in space.
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[said dryly as he adjusts the bucket hat on his head. Looks like Noctis got grabbed while he was on his way to an actual fishing trip out of town, judging from what he’s wearing.]
Besides that—this is kind of a crappy place to take a booty call, if you ask me.
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[Says the man built like a twunk under 2 layers of goth aesthetic and several years of archery work and lugging band equipment around. Then again, twink is a mindset as much as a bodytype.]
I don't know, I've been given weirder propositions. [Wuxian, you've not seen action in this entire life you pining loser.]
But I'd have more of a gauge if we knew just what this place was.
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[His type is a little on the specific side and there are like, four people who fulfill it. Three of them used to be in the king’s retinue and he almost married the other one.]
Haunted spaceship. Thankfully I haven’t seen a necromorph around, but there’s…kind of a lot of bloodstains. Just no crew. Not even a body.
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Well, you're not mine either.
[He likes them clean shaven and taller and with different eye color and clad in white and longer hair and cool and quiet and adept at the guqin and it's Lan Wangji that's his type it's Lan Wangji shut up.]
Not even the signs of a crew anywhere? That can't be right... where there's blood and space there's gotta be people around. Or aliens. Something sentient, either way.
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No signs. I checked, besides the blood all I could find was some freeze-dried rations, and nobody's touched those in ages. It's like they all just stepped out and then, [a snap of his fingers,] gone, just like that.
The last time I saw anything like this, it was in Lucis, and there were daemons walking around. There's nothing here.
day two, closed to robin and eventually ratio
iii. scream all you like cause ẁ̷͓̹̻̳̹̃̌̀̄̐ȩ̵̦̱͖̮̫͊͑͊͑̑͗̓͋̀͐̓͋͂'̵̼͕̖̬͖̲̘̯̜̻̱̭͐͜ͅr̵̢̤̠̟̙̫̩̲̟͇̥̜͌̌͐͆̌̋͊̈́̔̆̈́̐̕͘͝͝ͅė̵̡̛͙̀̊͑̓̾̌̈̐̎̀͗ ̶̨̧̠̣͓̯̬͖̙͍̠͚̙͕̟̊͒̄͌̋̎̋͂̂̿͝a̴̧̛̱̦͔̙̤̮̱͙̙̘̱̣͂̉͌̇͌̔͗͆̂̃͒̒͋̈́̔͝l̸̥͓͙͈̘̰̖̳̪͆͐́̈̓͒̓́̒͌̃̚͘͝͝ͅͅl̶̢̛̺̻̩̖͔̺̭͌ ̵̨̛̳̝̪̖̫̪͚̘͙̖͋̈́̂͌̎͋̂͑̋͜͜ͅm̶͓̯̱͚̈̅͂͜͠a̴̢̹̜̼͇͚̤̜̖͔̤͔̽̓̓̀͆̂͜͠d̶̡̻̬̣̪̣̱̱̲̤͌͂͛̀͛̀̓͗̆̅̾̈́̆͒͘͠͝ ̴̛̙̦̤̟͖̻͕͓͆̈́̄̉̉̀̇̍̋̈̓̇̎̕͝͝ͅh̷̡͕̤̼͇͋̌̏̈́̃̂͗̂̒́̕ę̷̧̮̮̬̲̺͇̩̗̘̥̜̰̯̮̊́́̎̆͛̾̓̄̍̾̿̓̀͘͜ȑ̵͍͇̦͇̱͒̈́̇e̷̘̖̟͆́̓̊̏͂̅͑̍̈́̓̿̒͘͝͝
[Until he entered the room with the Gravity Core, things were smooth. He never thought he’d meet the Miss Robin here and they decided to travel together in the coming days when her brother was elsewhere. Since entering that room, finding himself taken by that core and spit out like nothing he’s been haggard, colder. Occasionally he’d make a silly little quip but something about its intention felt darker and his far off looks made it seem like he was somewhere else.
He started to fall behind Robin a little bit as they went along the ship.
And for a long moment he paused, snapping to the side where a voice could be heard of someone he knew, detested. But Robin did not.
"Come back as a ghost? How can a ghost find me if he’s lost in space?"
In sharp contrast to his demeanor when they met, Wei Wuxian turned to the false image of Wen Chao with absolute rage in his eyes.]
…
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[She hasn't known them long, but she has no reason not to trust them. She's not so innocent that she doesn't believe people could betray her--but the situation they're in is already dicey to begin with. If they started growing suspicious of each other, it would only make things worse.]
[Wei Wuxian seemed nice enough before. It was always nice to be with a fellow musician, and he had a good heart. She can tell.]
[When she notices him falling behind her, she'll turn around with a smile on her face.]
[Fine. This is fine. They will be fine.]
Is everything okay? Did you see something?
i forgot to add allusions to abuse to that red CW so here it is.
He wasn't, certainly not. Just a woman who invited Wei Wuxian's ire just as much as the shade of the man in red. Wei Wuxian could only assume she was talking to that shade and not him.
It's unfortunate that Robin hasn't known Wei Wuxian long enough to know when he's not running his mouth there's a severe problem. The fewer words he uses the more dire the straits.]
Did you? [Shadows started to stir under Robin's feet, but with the poor lighting it was difficult to tell immediately.
"What did I tell you? There's no way he was going to come back so don't fall so easily for his empty threats!" The shade of Wen Chao boasted towards Robin, as if he knew Wei Wuxian was seeing the mediocre mistress. "If you're going to be useful, make good on your own desire to cut his hand off!"
Of course. Because being whipped by Zidian wasn't fucking good enough. As if the worst of the Wen Clan of Qishan destroying all he held dear wasn't good enough.
As Wei Wuxian spoke, his eyes turned red behind his disheveled hair. And as much to the image of Wen Chao as to Robin seen as Wang Lingiao:]
With what tool? [If Robin made any attempt to move, she could not. It was as though the shadows beneath her feet trapped her with what seemed like the hands of the dead reaching up from the grave.]
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[But she knows something is wrong.]
[Somewhere in her past memories, there’s a place called Penacony. A place where everything was idyllic on the surface, but that she could never walk through without a pit forming in her stomach. Penacony was somewhere that felt off, and Robin is getting the same feeling now.]
[Wei Wuxian isn’t talking to her, but he is talking to someone.]
[And she can see that someone. He didn’t come with them from Kaisou, so who is he?]
Can you hear me? It’s Robin.
[She reaches for his wrist.]
Something is wrong. We need to leave.
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He just sees his wrist being reached for by a woman who demanded the removal of his hand by Madam Yu once.
And rather than Robin taking his wrists.
His shadows took hers and as if they were sentient he spoke one command:]
Break it. [And bent it backwards until the bone snapped. In the meanwhile, that shade of Wen Chao only stopped speaking because it was all but drowned in more shadows while two tentacles rose from the darkness to fully restrict Robin's movement at her legs, then a second started wrapping around her neck tighter and tighter.]
You wanted to take my hand off, did you? How will you do that without yours?
[Even through the false Wen Chao barely speaking, being torn apart piece by piece through fey shadow magic, he still had the gall to call to his father over the mistress Wei Wuxian saw Robin as.]
He wasn't ever going to help you.
cw: broken bones, pain
[Her wrist feels like its on fire. But, there's no point in crying out in pain. She's suffered worse before. She'd been shot. It takes everything she has, but Robin manages to avoid screaming in pain (18).]
[In her brother's dream world, he could recreate people's happiest dreams. Does this ship, then, recreate people's most painful nightmare.]
Wei Wuxian, you need to listen to me. This isn't real.
[She's ignoring the apparition. It exists, but it's not real.]
Whatever you're seeing in front of you is there, but it isn't real. The ship is doing this to us. It's trying to get us to hurt each other.
cw mortal injury
[There's nothing but malice in his tone, but most of all pain. Whatever he was talking about was an obvious source of anguish caused by the image of Wen Chao and Wang Lingjiao as Robin.
The tentacle around her neck just got tighter and tighter the more she tried to talk Wei Wuxian down. Each attempt serving to make her suffering long and drawn out while he watched, controlling and unblinking with a borderline madness in those glowing red eyes. He rose a hand as life drained from her.]
It won't... change anything.
[And with the clenching of that hand commanded the tendril around Robin's neck to crush.]
CW: DEATH
[Would this have been better, then, if she played along? If she did what the ship wanted and fought back, would she be free now? If she played into the illusions, if she hurt Wei Wuxian, would she survive?]
[It's possible, but it's not a choice Robin can bring herself to make.]
[Her life--her freedom--is worth nothing if it comes at the cost of another. Wei Wuxian's ideals, his past, his dreams, those are all his. She can't cut short someone else's life to prolong her own; nobody deserves that.]
[Wei Wuxian is a good person. She knows that. And that's why, as the tendril slips around her neck, as she realizes she won't get out of this alive, she speaks:]
Don't blame yourself. This isn't your fault.
[And then, all at once, a burst of pain...]
[Her neck is on fire and...]
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[nothing]
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Just as Wei Wuxian snapped the young singer's neck.
An instant before he could have stopped it, before his emotions truly overwhelmed him.
He saw her as someone else.]
... shijie...?
[But it was too late. Her neck was broken before he could even think to stop it.
Or before anyone could stop him.]
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cw allusions to gore, death
cw blood, violence, panic