✝ 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!))

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[wwjd]

[At the rightmost side, the sturdy cardboard(?) cutout of an elderly man stands. Around his neck is a placard that reads “LOVING FATHER”.

Between the elderly man and adult man is a cardboard figure of a young woman with white, almost transparent hair. She is smiling, despite her thin, clearly ill frame and the eyepatch plastered to one eye. She carries a baby in her arms, a toddling thing with hair just as pure white as hers but eyes that are cool, empty, and dull gold—the baby girl seems to be her own separate figure, and it feels like you could pluck her right out of the slot between the woman’s arms if you wanted. A placard is looped around both of their necks, and reads “LOVING WIFE AND DAUGHTER”.

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”.

Last but not least, there is a cardboard cutout of a member of Sakura, a younger man, someone that perhaps you have seen in passing—in any case, even if you don’t know him, his appearance is distinctive enough. He has spiky, white hair that trails down his shoulders and sakura-colored robes that are designed like a priest’s garb. Indeed, he wears a cross, and he’s holding his arms open wide, smiling gently, like he welcomes the word of the Lord from the ceiling of the church itself. It’s Kuuha, and the placard hanging around his neck reads, “LOVING OLDER BROTHER”.]

[miraculess]

[ she knows Kuuha, cares very little for Kirei's father and teacher— but she'd overheard Kirei talking about his daughter in the princess raising game and been both curious and mystified at the time, so it's the cutout of his daughter and wife that draws her first. ]

...I wonder why you did it... mm. Well, you have my apologies.

[ gonna gently boop the baby's forehead, though. can the cutout be interacted with aside from removing it or stabbing it? time to find out ]

[wwjd]

[It feels strangely warm—as though the baby has her own source of body heat—but offers no responses.

You think it might be satisfying to watch this baby cry.]

[miraculess]

[ kirei why are you. deliberately pats the child, just to be stubborn. then she turns to the father and teacher cardboard figures. "stab the liar..."

...well, she dislikes parents, and his name is obviously some kind of lie. she idly flips the knife and then throws it into his father's neck. ]

[wwjd]

[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 old man grunts in disbelief, grabbing at his wound with one hand as blood trickles out of the corner of his mouth. You can barely see his eyes, trembling as they are beneath his wrinkles, but he probably appears as though he wants to cry. He'll fall to his knees, and then to the floor completely. Yes, he has substance, now, and it is just like any real flesh body was stabbed.]

N-No... My son... Why?

[miraculess]

[ freezing in shock for several moments as she watches the man crumple, unable to answer— but it isn't as though this is the first time she's had blood on her hands, relatively innocent or otherwise. she follows him down, reaches for the knife with her teeth grit. almost gently: ]

You don't want to know.

[ then she's doing her best to cut his throat the rest of the way. even if he's just a part of the game, there's no point in drawing out his suffering. ]