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Video: UN - Runeseeker (Misfire, CW: See below)
[The feed kicks on by accident. The visual is choppy, and it's pretty obvious that the omni is being used as a flashlight in the distance. There's some floating mushrooms not far away, and it kind of looks like someone had been harvesting them for whatever reason. In the gloom, the image flashes a sort of ghostly pale from the bone moon overhead, and the whole thing has a shaky quality, almost like the hand that was gripping it wasn't entirely steady.]
No... no no no no no NO!
[The voice is obviously Vira-Lorr's. There's an unmistakable quality of distress in her voice, but is it fear, is it anguish or is it anger? It's really hard to tell from the way she screams. The camera angle shifts and it flutters, shaking as the light pours out to illuminate the trees nearby. A flash. Something moved. Or did it? It looked like the smallest hint of darkness shifting. Maybe an ankle disappearing behind a set of trees. The camera didn't have time to get a proper view, not before it began jerkily running to the cascading sound of crushing autumn leaves.]
Come back! PLEASE!
[The camera feed waved back and forth, searching behind the tree. Trying to find something. Anything. But no, nobody was there.]
I'm sorry... I didn't... want this.
[The feed cuts.]
(OOC: Fair warning. Talk of harm that came to a child is almost certain in this thread if a character asks her what she thought she saw. Emotional Distress and Hallucinations are also possible. Also, coming neaar her physically risks encountering Floater Mushrooms that can cause paralysis, which she's currently harvesting, but action tags are fine.)
No... no no no no no NO!
[The voice is obviously Vira-Lorr's. There's an unmistakable quality of distress in her voice, but is it fear, is it anguish or is it anger? It's really hard to tell from the way she screams. The camera angle shifts and it flutters, shaking as the light pours out to illuminate the trees nearby. A flash. Something moved. Or did it? It looked like the smallest hint of darkness shifting. Maybe an ankle disappearing behind a set of trees. The camera didn't have time to get a proper view, not before it began jerkily running to the cascading sound of crushing autumn leaves.]
Come back! PLEASE!
[The camera feed waved back and forth, searching behind the tree. Trying to find something. Anything. But no, nobody was there.]
I'm sorry... I didn't... want this.
[The feed cuts.]
(OOC: Fair warning. Talk of harm that came to a child is almost certain in this thread if a character asks her what she thought she saw. Emotional Distress and Hallucinations are also possible. Also, coming neaar her physically risks encountering Floater Mushrooms that can cause paralysis, which she's currently harvesting, but action tags are fine.)
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[There was a sound in the back of her throat like she wanted to argue with that first one. She really did. She didn't. Not this time, but she didn't want nothing to be said.]
Your situations aren't entirely equivalent. You are your own person, as was she, whatever similarities.
...
And yes, I think at times she did. Not always. But you could see the wrath in her countenance, bubbling in the memories of her life. She had a lot of resentment over her situation, but it didn't come out often.