✝ 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

[toiletseat_girl]

--Jesus Christ!! What're you--how are you--you're dead! You're supposed to be dead!

[George shifts in the pew so she's pressing against the one in front of her to put more space between her and the supposed-to-be-dead man]

[wwjd]

What...?



[He looks forward lazily, slowly, somewhat delayed as his head drops.]

Tell me something—hnngh!—I don't—hff!—know.

[toiletseat_girl]

[she's still pressed against the opposite pew, but her knife is held ready]

Are you gonna make me do it again?

[wwjd]

Don't make me laugh.



[He smiles. He's, like... rocking his hips, now.]

[toiletseat_girl]

You think I can't? I wouldn't?

[notices the hip rocking]

...what the fuck are you doing?

[wwjd]

[He continues the rocking. He huffs, breathing heavily, through his smile. He's also staring at you while he does this...]

What does it look like?

[toiletseat_girl]

It looks like you're trying to hump the pew. Gross.

[wwjd]

Well, I may be receiving satisfaction from something.



[The pew isn't rocking, for what it's worth. There seems to be space between where he's seated and the back of the pew you were sitting on.]

[toiletseat_girl]

You'd better not be thinking about me while you're doing that. Pervert.

[wwjd]

Don't worry. [Winking,] I have more than enough lovers to never want for another.

[toiletseat_girl]

Great. I'm sure you must be very proud. Now would you mind either quitting it or fucking finishing it up?

[moves to the pew in front of her original one to get further away from the pervert]

[wwjd]

[He continues, in any case, but you at least won't hear him anymore if you wander farther away...

This is a wedding, so there are people filling the pews. But—they are strangely silent, even if some of their hairstyles seem familiar. On second thought, maybe it's not so alarming that they're silent, because they don't have mouths, or faces.

They wear clothing highlighted with team colors, one color per row. The row in front of you is Marigold.]

[toiletseat_girl]

[yeah, she's definitely getting away from the pervert]

[her eyes dart from side to side, taking everything in and just. staring. until she sees Marigold, that is]

[she rushes to their pew and tries shaking the one closest to her who happens to be Bakugou]

Hey. Hey! What's wrong with you? Who the fuck did this to you?!

[wwjd]

[You feel an overwhelming desire to call yourself a fuckface.]

[toiletseat_girl]

[resists because she's stubborn and right now, she's more worried about her team than whatever weird voices are telling her to do

continues going from each team member to another, trying to get them to snap out of it and be themselves again]

C'mon, Darc, I haven't even told you yet! You've gotta be okay.

[wwjd]

[There is nothing that happens when you touch Darc, but...

When you touch Amane, you feel something like jealousy, murderous intent, and elation mixed all into one.

Virgil... He's weak, isn't he? Like you could crush him.

The bodies are not that difficult to move. In fact, they're rather light.]

[toiletseat_girl]

[touches Amane and feels those feelings and instantly yanks her hand back]

No. No! It's just this place fucking with you, you don't feel like that about Amane. Except for the good feelings. She's your friend.

And who the fuck is Virgil?

[George fireman-carries everyone except for Tobias who she just carries over to the furthest pew from the proceedings in hopes that distance from what's going on might help them]

You're going to be okay.

[wwjd]

[They don't respond at all, but, I mean, you can move them. They are light and fairly easy to move.

Will you visit anyone else?]

[toiletseat_girl]

[she's spent some time trying to get her team back to normal, but it's no use

so she's trying another tactic: getting closer to the wedding party to see if she can find any clues there]

[wwjd]

[The altar is pretty open to approach. No one is stopping you from getting closer, but you'll pass rows full of bodies in other team colors on the way. The old man—"Loving Father"—is officiating the wedding between Kirei, in his groom's clothes, and the "Loving Wife", in her wedding dress. There are flowers amassing over the altar and a podium and so forth, but that's about all you can see from a distance.

Will you explore the altar?]

[toiletseat_girl]

[yes, she's exploring the altar after carefully pretending that she doesn't recognize anyone else in the pews

she wants to find out what's going on]

[wwjd]

[There's not much that's apparently weird or noteworthy. Dad is holding a Bible... Wife is carrying flowers.

On the ground is a cushion, bearing two golden rings. Why is it on the floor?

Along the sides of the altar, there are two rows of six golden circles painted on the wood—one row at Kirei's side, the other at Wife's side. They're in perfect formation for bridesmaids and groomsmen, basically. Stepping on them makes you immediately become rigid, and you turn to face the center of the altar for a few seconds, your attention directed to the priest and the newlyweds where they stand. Afterwards, you are released.

This routine happens every time you step on a golden circle.]

[toiletseat_girl]

[she accidentally steps into one of the rings and is stuck in place for a few seconds, then is released and breathes a sigh of relief

after that adventure, she's checking out the cushion with the rings]

[wwjd]

[A distant record of a memory fills your mind:

She has said, in no vague words, that she wants to marry you.

She can't begin the wedding herself, of course—even if she's eager, that's not how things work around here. So, it must be you. And you are faced with the decision; finally, definitely, marry this woman who claims to love you like a wife would, or turn her down after months of being engaged.

You have some regret, but... There is still some hope in you. Perhaps this could be it. Every man is completed by marriage to a woman, and maybe this is your best chance. You have certainly not tried it before... It is something.

This might save you. This might fix you.

You feel terribly guilty for using this woman like an experiment, in the end, in that way—but you also think she would not mind it, even if she knew the truth. She is that sort of vibrant person.

The cushion can be lifted, and the rings can be removed.]

[toiletseat_girl]

[muttering to herself] Maybe she wouldn't mind it, but I sure would. [looks up for a moment to glare at the groom]

[picks up the cushion and picks up both rings to examine them more closely]