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

**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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[eh, that baby was a dick anyway. the doctor wipes the blood from the knife on his dress, and approaches the house. is there a door to knock on?]

[Well, funny thing.

When you go around to the front, it appears that it's actually a small barn, open on that side. In fact, is that a manger? The "Loving Father", a woman with no face, and the swaddled infant the woman holds in her arms are dressed so as to call a nativity scene to mind.

The smiling father looks far younger, by the way. His hair is dark; his features youthful.]

[tis the season!

the doctor is currently weighing the pros and cons of continuing to murder everyone but babies in this heart. before deciding, however, he'll approach the scene]

Well, then. Am I the angel sent from God to herald the savior's birth?

[No one answers you.

The baby, though, has the rich, brown, spiky hair and thick eyebrows that bear a resemblance to a certain teammate of yours. You know who he is, right? And if you look closely, there are things scattered beneath the straw surrounding the woman as she kneels, frozen, near the manger.]

[that's... weird... okay, he'll kneel and take a closer look at whatever those are]

[They appear to be craft supplies.

There's glitter, small containers of paint in various shades, paintbrushes, markers, crayons, buttons, glue—lots of different materials.]

[huh... the doctor will shift some of the straw around to unearth the supplies]

What are these here for...?

[No one answers you.

The woman is the only one who doesn't have any features, however. Her face is completely blank, framed by her long, dark hair and the Mary-like cloth wrapped about her head and shoulders.]

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[hums, and then seats himself next to the woman so that he can paint on some features. eyes, a nose, a mouth, some eyebrows. he's not especially artistically talented, but he can manufacture a reasonable-looking face on her. she's not smiling, but she's not frowning, either]

[pretend i said there was clay or something too i'm sorry

If his fingers or the side of his hand ever touch the blank space of her face for too long, he'll notice her "skin" seems to warp to the warmth of his body heat, as though it can be shaped.]

[... what if he tries to pull the skin off]

[It will stretch when pulled between your fingers, warping your beautiful artwork.]

[heh. he's going to mold it back into a face-shape, but a somewhat warped-looking one.]

There. You're no beauty, but at least you have eyes with which to see your own twisted reflection.

[Are you done with her?

It appears that if you want to leave, you have only to think it.]

[yeah, he's going to rise and start looking for a way out]

[The scene whites out, and you wake up back at the altar.

The four bodies are still dead. You are holding the baby.

Their blood collectively spells a message at your feet. STAB AGAIN TO MOVE ON.

The click of a door unlocking also sounds in the distance.]

[immediately the doctor whirls around to see if the fake Gilgamesh is there]

[He gone, bro.]

[okay good. sighs.]

You want me to murder an infant, too? Three bodies wasn't enough to sate your bloodlust, Kirei?

[You didn't really think you were going to get an answer, right?]

[i mean, i prayed before and it worked, so]

... that's terribly gruesome and inhumane, even for me. It may be the spawn of a demented man, but it's still just an infant.

[Well, a door did just unlock... somewhere...]

[holding the baby, the doctor will go look about to see if he can identify which door it was]

[If you step down from the altar and head to way in back—there are a few rooms, or at least, doors to rooms in the little hallways along the alcoves extending from the altar.]

[what are my options?]

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