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theshimmer2020-08-01 11:41 pm
shimmermods) wrote in theshimmer2020-08-01 11:41 pm
WEEK THREE
THIRD WEEK
While very few things have been made entirely clear since you've been here, one thing certainly seems to have been: there are no more survivors. There's no one else to watch out for, but there's no one that you're going to be able to save, either.
You are truly and utterly on your own.
With two of your number injured, it's likely that this isn't a welcome thought; it also means that the going may be slower than anyone would really like. Unfortunate, as this is where the hike starts becoming more difficult; it isn't particularly treacherous - there are no steep dropoffs or cliffs to be wary of, and it is still hiking more than climbing - but the paths are becoming steeper, requiring more exertion to traverse. It will give you time, however, to pay attention to your surroundings, and the way they start to shift around you - almost as though in response to your presence itself.
It's simple things at first - a familiar flower, a plant you used to see all the time back home. Perhaps it will even feel nostalgic for a moment before you realize that it has no business being here. Some of the changes are small - glasswing butterflies with wings the shades and colors of real stained glass, beetles with their hard backs glittering in jewel tones that serve no real purpose. Occasionally the bark of the nearby trees have cracked open, wood splitting to reveal inner mechanisms and gears like clockwork.
Some of the changes are reflected in you as well - or perhaps Wesker's words simply have you thinking too much. The notion that the Shimmer resides in you seems impossible; after all, you don't feel any different.
It begs the question, though.
Have your fingerprints always moved like that?
SUNDAY | MONDAY |
TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY
You are truly and utterly on your own.
With two of your number injured, it's likely that this isn't a welcome thought; it also means that the going may be slower than anyone would really like. Unfortunate, as this is where the hike starts becoming more difficult; it isn't particularly treacherous - there are no steep dropoffs or cliffs to be wary of, and it is still hiking more than climbing - but the paths are becoming steeper, requiring more exertion to traverse. It will give you time, however, to pay attention to your surroundings, and the way they start to shift around you - almost as though in response to your presence itself.
It's simple things at first - a familiar flower, a plant you used to see all the time back home. Perhaps it will even feel nostalgic for a moment before you realize that it has no business being here. Some of the changes are small - glasswing butterflies with wings the shades and colors of real stained glass, beetles with their hard backs glittering in jewel tones that serve no real purpose. Occasionally the bark of the nearby trees have cracked open, wood splitting to reveal inner mechanisms and gears like clockwork.
Some of the changes are reflected in you as well - or perhaps Wesker's words simply have you thinking too much. The notion that the Shimmer resides in you seems impossible; after all, you don't feel any different.
It begs the question, though.
Have your fingerprints always moved like that?
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[ Buuuut now he's wondering about it! Alas, there goes his happy thoughts for the moment; rip in rest. ]
I think the best thing we can do right now is keep an eye on it. That goes for the other guy's wound too. It's not a perfect situation, but it's better than not paying attention to it and being suddenly surprised by more of the Shimmer's weird effects.
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[Because, honestly, this was his job even before coming to the Shimmer. He's not going to stop now.]
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[ He can't just say 'cheer up' because that sure would be something without tact, considering. Fingers crossed that the wound just doesn't do no weird moss shit, and everything's all good. ]
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[Besides, Gabriel wasn't the only person shot, so, uh. Yeah!]
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[ He didn't know the other guy well enough, so he's making a mental note to check up on him sometime. ]
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It's the location that makes it more deadly, I guess.
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[ Because anything more alarming than a gunshot wound must've been a Sight. ]
...Usually a wound healing up quickly would be a great thing, but only in a place as weird as the Shimmer would it be kinda something to watch out for.
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The werewolf bite wasn't exactly something I could go to the hospital for. It healed up on its own, which was lucky.
[...]
I'm not one anymore. That was taken care of months ago.