forum Cafe MindShaker

Started March 04, 2018 by Fawn Yeet

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(angst!) Michael began to panic. He couldn't be back here, no, he wasn't. It was all a dream, or some sort of crafty illusion. Suddenly something grabbed his tail and dragged him backwards. He let out a screech of protest, looking back at the thing. It looked like an inky, smoldering replica of his mother, angry scowl and murderous eyes and all. He flailed, trying to drag himself away from it. He looked down, and all of a sudden he was free falling, enormous needles and razor blades flinging themselves around him as the thing dragged him down through the sky

ouch!

The shadow-Faerie grew, reching towards her. "Please…", she whimpered.

(ayy robo)
Asura pawed at the ground, flapping his wings. He couldn't get an inch off of the ground. He tried desperately to emit flames to keep himself warm, but the wind kept blowing it out. He shivered, knowing that it was only a matter of minutes before frostbite set in. After that, he would be immobile, and would die.

Matt kicked out in the air as his hands held the rope from being entirely against his neck. A beer bottle smashed against the back of his head and showered him with the fizzing poison. He closed his eyes as the liquid poured over his face and eyes and coughed as it tried entering his lungs. "OW!" He kicked out again as there was a quick, sharp and burning pain that arose on his arm, and then another, and another. "NO" He attempted to turn his body away from the flying razors, only to be hit with a wall of smoke, itching his nostrils and re-opening old burning sensations in his lungs. "No, n-no" he began coughing intensely as the slicing pain continued onto his legs and torso.

Michael hurtled downwards, an enormous razor blade catching his side. It cut a line down his midsection, and he shrieked in pain. He was terrified, he couldn't speak, could barely think, could barely do anything but fall. The thing that looked like his mother was burning his tail as it dragged him, and he could distantly see the maw of some giant creature open below him. The maw of something that looked just like his true form. Fluttering debris cut into him and he could only think one thing.
"STOP!" he yelled. Suddenly, the whistling wind died down, and he found himself lying on the floor somewhere

(I feel like Asura is the least angsty character right now. Also I have an idea)
Maudie's voice suddenly filled everybody's head. "This is too easy for you guys, you're not struggling enough. I've added a new rule. Each time you die, it will be even more difficult to escape your room, and even more painful. Good luck." She giggled and disappeared.

(naw Red you're fine, do what you want) Michael rolled to his stomach, hissing at the cut on his side. It had begun to bleed some sort of black fluid, and some of it dripped from his maw. He felt cold and numb, anxiety creeping its way through his body. He laid there for a moment, taking a bit to look around. He seemed to have landed in a hallway, each lined with identical doors. The girl from before, Maudie, was standing at the end of the hallway giggling

Asura growled, feeling the skin under his fur begin to burn. He couldn't move his body, and there was pain all over. The wind got stronger. A thin layer of ice was starting to cover his body. He exhaled, and the world went dark.

(naw it's cool Michael was gonna suffer from the beginning lol) Michael dragged himself up, glaring at Maudie as best he could without eyes. "You…You're gonna pay for that," he spat out. She just giggled.

"Tell you what. I'll let you off easy. Four of these doors lead to the other cells. Pick one of their doors and you get to help them. Pick wrong, and, well." She put a hand in front of her neck and made a dead-sounding noise

Asura gasped, his entire body tensing. He was now in a different room, and it was no longer cold. In the distance, he could hear Maudie. "One life down, two to go…" Asura cursed and stood up, looking around. The air had a strange metallic sound, and the room was very dim. He was belly deep in something that felt like water.

(yeah no I don't know what the sound is for the death gesture lol) Sam tried to move but realized that he was out of magic for this life. The ghost cackled at the end of the hallway. "Tick tock Balthazar, your first life is almost gone." If Michael had the ability to flip the ghost off, he would. Slowly, he began to drag himself down the hall as well as a sea creature could. He looked at all the doors. No lights, no sounds, no way to tell what door was what. But then he saw something shimmer behind Maudie. His loose jaw crooked in a grin.

"No, I think I'm about to level up."