Suddenly, the switch lurches out- stretching absurdly far across the wall like a distorted, glitching rod. For a moment Kou might find himself standing and looking at the button before it shifts—caught in a paradox of time folding in on itself—before it shifts violently. The environment becomes volatile, incomprehensible, wrong. Its volatile. Incomprehensible. Like an inescapable glitch in a game who’s odds are already against you. Cognitions and voices mix in together.
The walls pulse red.
A singular message stretching across its walls reading a few words in glitchy white text that surrounds Corvus in a blanket of horrors itself- as if he were stuck with a computer looping with the words-
The walls around Kou would suddenly collapse, an endless abyss stretching as he would find himself falling.
The air would hold him. Suddenly. Now hovering just a couple metres away from where Maruki and Azathoth were truly stationed.
Maruki’s eyes remained widened in horror as he watched the scene before him.
But Kou will not get to see that sight.
He won’t perceive the golden all-consuming stare of Azathoth staring back at him through the screens before tentacles will lurch out and walls will erupt again- volatile. Ever shifting. The maze still remains a large cube with a side measuring 10 m of black mass in the real world but somehow that same 1000 cube metre is holding a world to infinite possibilities and the sheer madness of a god who should never take control.
[ooc: it says terminate connection and finding new client]
1/?
Suddenly, the switch lurches out- stretching absurdly far across the wall like a distorted, glitching rod. For a moment Kou might find himself standing and looking at the button before it shifts—caught in a paradox of time folding in on itself—before it shifts violently. The environment becomes volatile, incomprehensible, wrong. Its volatile. Incomprehensible. Like an inescapable glitch in a game who’s odds are already against you. Cognitions and voices mix in together.
The walls pulse red.
A singular message stretching across its walls reading a few words in glitchy white text that surrounds Corvus in a blanket of horrors itself- as if he were stuck with a computer looping with the words-
Stop process!
Stop process!
S̴̥̮͈̫̭̤̉̽̎̉T̷̂̌̈́̾͜Ȏ̸͕̈́͝P̵̨̧̞̞̈́͋̑̀̚̕ ̸͎̲̻͒̊̍͆̉̕P̷̢̰̜̙͙̙̩̑͌̎͘͠ͅR̶̲͔̋̌͒͆̊̏͗̓͝͠Ó̵̜̫̱C̸̘͇͛͋̌̂̅E̶͓̯̣͕͑͐͛̈̈́̃̓Ş̸̈̔̍͛̓́̃̀͠S̸̪̠̰͈̲̘͂͌?̴͉̱̱̹͖̤̗̣̦̬͑͐͛͒̋̋̎̐̕͠
F҉i҉n҉d҉i҉n҉g҉ ҉n҉e҉w҉ ҉c҉l҉i҉e҉n҉t҉.҉.҉.҉
The walls around Kou would suddenly collapse, an endless abyss stretching as he would find himself falling.
The air would hold him. Suddenly. Now hovering just a couple metres away from where Maruki and Azathoth were truly stationed.
Maruki’s eyes remained widened in horror as he watched the scene before him.
But Kou will not get to see that sight.
He won’t perceive the golden all-consuming stare of Azathoth staring back at him through the screens before tentacles will lurch out and walls will erupt again- volatile. Ever shifting. The maze still remains a large cube with a side measuring 10 m of black mass in the real world but somehow that same 1000 cube metre is holding a world to infinite possibilities and the sheer madness of a god who should never take control.
[ooc: it says terminate connection and finding new client]