((Specific warnings: Death, child death, gore, trauma, mindscrew... that's all I can think of, more may come up? Also Dangan Ronpa 1 spoilers in the URL of one of the links, so don't pay too much attention to the URLs if you care about that.))
1. remember that you can't save everyone (remember that you have to try)
Samuel was happy to stay near the entrance when he woke up; he's seen horror movies, thank you, he knows how this ends. And as odd as he finds it that he's wearing his labcoat again, his pristine white labcoat with no 'artwork' to be found, caution wins out over curiosity this time.
No, what draws him deeper into the tunnels is... a scream. A woman's voice, screaming in terror as if she's being murdered. And somehow, even distorted by the echoes, it seems... familiar? As if he knows who is screaming, despite all screams sounding pretty much the same. After only a little hesitation, he hops down from the platform to the tracks, running along them without regard to how he'll find his way back; his only thought is to help someone who needs it.
After a while of running, following the sound of the non-stop screaming as best he could and now hopelessly lost, the source of the voice becomes clear. There's a car in one of the tunnels, just a generic, modest little four-door. The car is on fire. Completely engulfed in flame, in fact, as the screaming continues.
"Hang on, I'm coming!" Determination renewed, Sam takes another running step toward the car... only for his foot to sink into the floor as if it were made of mud. Another step, and that foot is caught too. The more he struggles forward, toward the screaming voice and the burning car, the deeper he sinks.
By the time help arrives, perhaps drawn by the same sound that drew him, Samuel has to tilt his head back to keep his mouth above the surface. But his priority has not changed, as he spots the other person and calls out, gesturing toward the still-burning vehicle as best he can with his head.
"Don't worry about me! Help her!"
Should you actually make it to the car -- put it out or force it open -- it will be completely empty. Not only of a person who could have actually been screaming, but even seats and a steering wheel and anything else you'd normally find inside a car. It's just a prop, an empty chassis... nothing but a cruel joke.
2. Sanity's Requiem
After that tribulation, he wanders the tunnels, covered up to his chin in God-knows-what, looking for a way to wash it off or at least find his way back to the entrance. That's when the whispers set in, seeming to be right behind him no matter what direction he turns. Then a familiar voice calling out, much too happy for a place like this:
"Professor!" Samuel whirls around to face the owner of the voice; not realizing that the tunnels he was just walking through have closed into a dead end, or that walls have opened up into new paths, possibly leaving a witness to what's about to happen.
It's that black-haired kid, the one from his family photos! This place has summoned an illusion of one of Sam's loved ones, and the illusion takes a single step toward him, arms outstretched and a happy grin on its face... before countless narrow bone spikes erupt from the walls, floor, ceiling, spearing straight through the boy from what seems like every angle.
Samuel tries to make a sound of distress, but his voice has been robbed, and the only noise he can make is some kind of sad combination between a squeak and a honk. His arms and legs are lead, keeping him from moving at more than a snail's pace, so all he can do is watch as the illusion bleeds out, gasping out "Pro.. fess... or....", watch as the life leaves its eyes and it slumps, only kept upright by the bone spears skewering its body.
Only then does the apparent spell over Sam end, only then is he allowed to drop to his knees to try and process what he just saw. No, this... this isn't right. While he's still emotionally numb from shock, his logical scientist mind goes into overdrive to try and explain what happened. Ash isn't the brightest lightbulb, but even he wouldn't be so happy in a place like this... and what about Pikachu, where's Pikachu? The conclusion he reaches, then, is that it was all an illusion, a cruel joke distorting his worst memories and fears... just like the burning car that turned out to be empty. It has to be an illusion, if Ash was here he'd know it; and besides, the alternative, that Ash is really....
"This isn't real! Thisisn'trealthisisn'trealthisisn'treal...." Real or not, he crawls backward until his back hits a wall, before curling up into a little ball, hiding his face in his arms. Don't mind him, he's just going to cry for a while.
3. A light in the darkness; an old friend appears
While still curled up in a ball, trying desperately to wake up because this is clearly a nightmare, the Pokeball in his labcoat pocket wiggles. It's enough to get his attention, as he pulls it out and stares down at it in confusion. The Pokeball wiggles some more, before opening in a burst of white light, revealing a seven-foot bipedal orange dragon.
The dragon croons down at Sam, compassion and concern clear on its face as it plops down beside him and pulls him into its arms. Slowly recovering from his stunned state, Sam blinks up at it a few more times before bursting into laughter, returning the hug and cuddling into the dragon.
"Dragonite! I thought you were stuck in your Pokeball!" Dragonite offers him further encouragement, as he wipes his tears from his face. (Ironically just making it filthier, considering the state of his hands.) He isn't alone... whatever's going on here, he can make it through with Dragonite at his side.
4. Wildcard!
((Come at me with your own scenarios! Nice things (he needs it after all that), not-so-nice things (it's easy to mistake him for something nasty when he's covered in... stuff), whatever.))
Samuel Oak, Open (general warning for horror things, specifics below)
1. remember that you can't save everyone (remember that you have to try)
Samuel was happy to stay near the entrance when he woke up; he's seen horror movies, thank you, he knows how this ends. And as odd as he finds it that he's wearing his labcoat again, his pristine white labcoat with no 'artwork' to be found, caution wins out over curiosity this time.
No, what draws him deeper into the tunnels is... a scream. A woman's voice, screaming in terror as if she's being murdered. And somehow, even distorted by the echoes, it seems... familiar? As if he knows who is screaming, despite all screams sounding pretty much the same. After only a little hesitation, he hops down from the platform to the tracks, running along them without regard to how he'll find his way back; his only thought is to help someone who needs it.
After a while of running, following the sound of the non-stop screaming as best he could and now hopelessly lost, the source of the voice becomes clear. There's a car in one of the tunnels, just a generic, modest little four-door. The car is on fire. Completely engulfed in flame, in fact, as the screaming continues.
"Hang on, I'm coming!" Determination renewed, Sam takes another running step toward the car... only for his foot to sink into the floor as if it were made of mud. Another step, and that foot is caught too. The more he struggles forward, toward the screaming voice and the burning car, the deeper he sinks.
By the time help arrives, perhaps drawn by the same sound that drew him, Samuel has to tilt his head back to keep his mouth above the surface. But his priority has not changed, as he spots the other person and calls out, gesturing toward the still-burning vehicle as best he can with his head.
"Don't worry about me! Help her!"
Should you actually make it to the car -- put it out or force it open -- it will be completely empty. Not only of a person who could have actually been screaming, but even seats and a steering wheel and anything else you'd normally find inside a car. It's just a prop, an empty chassis... nothing but a cruel joke.
2. Sanity's Requiem
After that tribulation, he wanders the tunnels, covered up to his chin in God-knows-what, looking for a way to wash it off or at least find his way back to the entrance. That's when the whispers set in, seeming to be right behind him no matter what direction he turns. Then a familiar voice calling out, much too happy for a place like this:
"Professor!" Samuel whirls around to face the owner of the voice; not realizing that the tunnels he was just walking through have closed into a dead end, or that walls have opened up into new paths, possibly leaving a witness to what's about to happen.
It's that black-haired kid, the one from his family photos! This place has summoned an illusion of one of Sam's loved ones, and the illusion takes a single step toward him, arms outstretched and a happy grin on its face... before countless narrow bone spikes erupt from the walls, floor, ceiling, spearing straight through the boy from what seems like every angle.
Samuel tries to make a sound of distress, but his voice has been robbed, and the only noise he can make is some kind of sad combination between a squeak and a honk. His arms and legs are lead, keeping him from moving at more than a snail's pace, so all he can do is watch as the illusion bleeds out, gasping out "Pro.. fess... or....", watch as the life leaves its eyes and it slumps, only kept upright by the bone spears skewering its body.
Only then does the apparent spell over Sam end, only then is he allowed to drop to his knees to try and process what he just saw. No, this... this isn't right. While he's still emotionally numb from shock, his logical scientist mind goes into overdrive to try and explain what happened. Ash isn't the brightest lightbulb, but even he wouldn't be so happy in a place like this... and what about Pikachu, where's Pikachu? The conclusion he reaches, then, is that it was all an illusion, a cruel joke distorting his worst memories and fears... just like the burning car that turned out to be empty. It has to be an illusion, if Ash was here he'd know it; and besides, the alternative, that Ash is really....
"This isn't real! Thisisn'trealthisisn'trealthisisn'treal...." Real or not, he crawls backward until his back hits a wall, before curling up into a little ball, hiding his face in his arms. Don't mind him, he's just going to cry for a while.
3. A light in the darkness; an old friend appears
While still curled up in a ball, trying desperately to wake up because this is clearly a nightmare, the Pokeball in his labcoat pocket wiggles. It's enough to get his attention, as he pulls it out and stares down at it in confusion. The Pokeball wiggles some more, before opening in a burst of white light, revealing a seven-foot bipedal orange dragon.
The dragon croons down at Sam, compassion and concern clear on its face as it plops down beside him and pulls him into its arms. Slowly recovering from his stunned state, Sam blinks up at it a few more times before bursting into laughter, returning the hug and cuddling into the dragon.
"Dragonite! I thought you were stuck in your Pokeball!" Dragonite offers him further encouragement, as he wipes his tears from his face. (Ironically just making it filthier, considering the state of his hands.) He isn't alone... whatever's going on here, he can make it through with Dragonite at his side.
4. Wildcard!
((Come at me with your own scenarios! Nice things (he needs it after all that), not-so-nice things (it's easy to mistake him for something nasty when he's covered in... stuff), whatever.))