✝ even though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death ✝ heart game

[wwjd]

**TW: please note general potential warnings for murder, rape, suicide/mentions of suicide, gore, disturbing content/imagery, death, animal cruelty, cannibalism. This list will be updated as needed! Do not hesitate to PM me if something you aren't comfortable with ever comes up!**

[You’re suddenly in an open, expansive room. It’s huge. If you’re familiar with the setting or have the ability to compare it to something similar, it’s like the interior of a church—pews surround you, all centered around an altar, and all of the normal religious paraphernalia—Bibles, baptismal tools, sacramental wine and bread—is present as well, in its expected place for a church or set up on a table before the altar. The area is for the most part so dark, however, that you cannot clearly see around you for farther than a few feet. It feels like nighttime, but, well, you can’t look beyond the shadows to spy the windows to know for sure...

In this deep darkness, the well-lit altar is like a beacon. Blazing candles encircle it, and you can perceive at least four human-shaped figures standing upon it. Are they alive? Watch long enough, and you’ll understand that they don’t move, shift, or even breathe.

Also, you are dressed like an angel. ( 1 , 2 , 3 , or 4 ) Have fun!

You are directly in the middle of the central aisle, one that leads to the altar. What will you do?]

((game notes!

1) you are welcome to tag in at any time. this heart game will be running from december 10th to december 16th! please realize i have rl responsibilities and will not always be available to tag during the mornings/afternoons of every day, but in general i will be around.

2) my goal is to get everyone to at least one "room" outside of the church, but if that doesn't happen, it's okay! c:

3) this is my first time running a game thing/heart game, so if you notice any major problems or just want to check in with me about something, please do! i am doing my best (exercise_smiley)

4) again, i take comfort levels seriously. never hesitate to pm me if something is too squicky for you. i will change it right away!))

Comments

[wwjd]

[It breaks and cracks underneath your grip; after all, now it is nothing but bone.

But, he will attempt to sink forward, to meet you face to face.



He gives you no answer, just red eyes staring deep into yours.]

[adisaster]

Disgusting.

[ he tries to grab him by the throat -- whatever is, left of it -- to outright toss him away ]

[wwjd]

[He bends forward—you can grab him by the throat, but then what remains of his head seems to crack off, snaking towards your face even closer with his spinal cord slipping out from his body still attached.]

[adisaster]

[ ew?? he puts his hand between his face and his double's, trying to push the head back. ]

[wwjd]

[His head splits—no, bursts—into blood like black tar that adheres to your skin, seeps between your fingers, and burns it.]

[adisaster]

[ EUGH

shakes his hand to try to get the tar off as fast as he can ]

[wwjd]

[It doesn't shake away.

It burrows into your skin and seeps into your bones, it corrupts you, it makes you think of sin you want to sin]

[adisaster]

[ that's not really any different from the usual life though

is there any like, holy water, in this useless fucking church, ]

[wwjd]

[Yes, there is a basin of it to one side of the altar, used for baptisms.]

[adisaster]

[ dunks his hand in it ]

[wwjd]

[It burns you, painfully.

What were you expecting? You're an angel who tried to have sex instead of pray in God's house.

But it does vanquish the mud.]

[adisaster]

[ fuck this church in general tbh.

YANKS HIS HAND BACK. and turns around to ... look around ... can he leave ]

[wwjd]

[There's that big altar. It's the only thing lit well in this huge, dark church.]

[adisaster]

[ ... goes back up to the altar then ]

[wwjd]

[You’re at the altar.

There are four stand-up cardboard displays in human form, like those oversized cutouts of celebrities for movies—if you’re familiar with those. The cardboard figures form a semicircle slicing through the center of the altar, cutting from one side to the other. They appear to be of an older man, a woman holding a baby, a man—neither too young nor too old, and a much younger man; actually, it’s Kuuha from Sakura, if you know him. Each of them wear signs that announce who they are, though you will have to step closer to really read them.

There is a message written on the platform of the altar, beneath your feet, in dried, red blood that sinks into the cracks between the polished wooden boards—having been smeared there haphazardly as if someone used their fingertip. It reads, simply,

STAB THE LIAR. ☺

And you feel the weight of a knife in your hand.]

[adisaster]

[


oh this is an easy puzzle




stabs Tokiomi. ]

[wwjd]

[Between the woman holding the baby and the younger man is a tall gentleman, with dark hair. His elegantly sculpted beard makes you imagine someone who really has his act together. His blue eyes might even seem familiar, calling up the memory of someone else—oh, perhaps he’s related to someone you saw once, in the forest? His clothing is a smooth red suit. Nevertheless, he smiles warmly, looking at you as he would a beloved student with his wine goblet in hand, and it makes sense, because the placard hanging from his neck reads “LOVING TEACHER”.

It should have been a cardboard figure, but if it was, why is there this much blood spurting out? It's warm, red, and it coats you. The man staggers alive and gasps, his eyes wide open and terrified. He clutches at his chest, soon falling to the floor with a heavy thud. Yes, he has substance, now, and it is just like any real flesh body was stabbed.]

Wh-Why?! It...! This...! Cannot be... reality?!

[adisaster]

Is this not a fitting price ... ? It is not as if you were entirely truthful to me, after all, in the end. Tohsaka Tokiomi.

[ he's completely okay with this though he does take a bit of a step back, not wanting to get MORE blood on himself than necessary ]

[wwjd]

[Tokiomi slowly dies, his movement stilling until the moment he finally just ceases to show any signs of life.

The altar whites out, and you wake up somewhere else.]