NIGHTMARE PLOT: BATTLE LOG

[these_balls]

Who: Nightmare Plot participants!
Where: THE BASEMENT (dun dun dunnnnn)
When: Wednesday, October 30
Summary: IT'S NOT CHERNOBOG. But you still have to fight it.
Rating: PG-13 in general; please mark threads that go higher accordingly!
Log:





YOU ARE HERE. IT LOOKS LIKE THIS. YOU'RE FIGHTING THIS. (IT'S NOT CHERNOBOG.)

ALSO, MOOD MUSIC.


KEY:

• RED areas are inaccessible regions! This time, characters have a little less discretion in what they perceive as the reason for the inaccessibility; it'll either be something like a broken or crumbling wall, a locked door, an archway overgrown with dangerous-looking vines, thick fog, or something else of that nature!

• The GREEN area is the set of stairs you used to get down here in the first place! Again, this is here so you know where your starting point is in relation to everything else.

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☆ THE NUMBER TO MEET OR BEAT IS 55 PARTICIPANTS ☆.

REMEMBER: IF YOUR CHARACTER DOES NOT POST TO THE BOSSFIGHT LOG AT LEAST ONCE
(AS A TOP-LEVEL COMMENT OR IN RESPONSE TO SOMEONE ELSE'S TOP-LEVEL COMMENT)
BEFORE 7:00 AM EST on OCTOBER 31, THEY WILL NOT COUNT TOWARD THE 55-PARTICIPANT GOAL!

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QUICK LINKS

THE BOSSFIGHT INFOPOST | QUESTIONS FOR MODS | SUPERPOWERS REQUEST THREAD | BOSSFIGHT PARTICIPATION CHECK-IN

Comments

[surpassedjupiter]

[YEAH, SHE'S LOST IT, WHERE THE HELL DID THAT CHAIR COME FROM and why does this woman look familiar, Phi doesn't know anyone here and certainly not someone who can wield a chair like that.

The more she thinks on it, the more it's slipping away. Phi shakily gets to her feet, a hand coming up as if to keep her brain from splitting her skull.]

Thanks, I guess. [Once she's sure she won't be toppling over again anytime soon, Phi focuses on this avenging angel of hers.

...Maybe a little too much. But it was important! Her eyes bore into Parker for several seconds before something seems to click!] We need to move. We shouldn't be over here.

[nostabbing]

What? Why?

[What just happened here. She's got the part about the chair and the killer rabbit and the busting it in the face, but this is slightly more suspicious, this thing with the creepy staring and the zoning out and then the suddenly predicting...thing.]

Where are we supposed to go? What?

[surpassedjupiter]

We just...need to, okay? Trust me.

[On the bright side, Phi's no longer doing that creepy staring thing, instead looking around with a deepening scowl. A lot of places screamed DANGER DO NOT ENTER, but finally she found a spot that seemed...less so, somehow.]

There. He's about to focus on this side, so if we're there, you should be able to, I don't know, throw a sofa at him or something.

[That sure is a weird mix of confidence and absolute loss of comprehension she's got going on.]

[nostabbing]

[...All right, then, she's going to follow along (FOR THE MOMENT), but the fact that Creepy McWhiteHair just said "trust me" is about as good a reason as any to, y'know...not trust her.

As if on cue, up pops a folding chair.]

How are you doing that?

[surpassedjupiter]

[Phi halts for a split second at that, then continues without looking back.]

What do you mean?

[She knows what this woman means. She also knows that the situation is a giant headache.]

[nostabbing]

[Oh, a dodgy one, is she?]

Are you psychic.

[ANSWER CAREFULLY, PHI.]

[surpassedjupiter]

[The reflex is to say duh, of course not before she realizes that...oh. Esper = ESPer = that's some kinda psychic power going on, hmn.]

You want the short and simple version? Sure. Look, there's not exactly time to explain and I don't know why I did it again, alright?

[nostabbing]

[Aaaand up comes the chair.]

There's time enough for you to tell me if you're reading my mind.

[surpassedjupiter]

[...WELL. That was unexpected, and it clearly shows.]

Woah, calm down! [Really that bothered about sudden powers when she could make a chair from thin air? Phi must've hit a nerve.] I don't do that, okay? It's -- These things are more complicated than that.

[nostabbing]

So talk fast.

[But she's still going to keep following her, albeit warily.]

more clear power spoilers i guess, idk.

[surpassedjupiter]

You really want to do this now?

[Ugh, okay. You're lucky she feels like she's seen you before, crazy lady.]

There are these people called espers. Some of them transmit thoughts, some can know the intentions of everyone around them -- it's all different. What I do is jump. To another me, another time, another reality. Whatever you want to call it. What makes up me goes into that body and sends the other consciousness back to where I was.

Can't exactly control it, don't know why it's me, and it's not a perfect transfer. Is that enough for you?