LOCKED TO alchemicals

[deaftly]

[He doesn't remember anything. All he knows is that there's a bright light in his face and he just wants to sleep. After a couple of minutes of tossing and turning he finally opens his eyes and sits up. The room he's in is perfectly white, without any sort of interesting features. There's a desk and a chair, but nothing on either of them. They're as white as the walls and floor, and on closer inspection, the bed he's in is just as white and spotless as the rest of the room. The sheets are a bit on the stiff side even though he's been sleeping under them, and the bed is kind of hard for his liking, so he finally squirms out from under the covers and stands.

The clothes he's wearing strike him as being wrong, though he can't recall what the "right" clothes would be. They're white - like everything else - and they're very simple. He doesn't have anything to compare them to, but the material is soft and kind of thin and feels a little odd. He shrugs off his confusion about the clothes and starts for the door. Even the doorknob is white, which strikes him as strange for about half a second before he yanks the door open.

The room that he enters is spacious. Like the room he woke up in, everything is white. There's a sofa, a small table in front of the sofa, and a couple of plush chairs. There's a couple of doors leading elsewhere, and his first order of business is to see where they lead. One leads to a perfectly white kitchen which isn't interesting right now (though some part of him wonders if the food will be just as white) and the other door he comes to is locked. There should be a front door around here somewhere though, right? He doesn't want to be here. He can't remember why he's here (or anything, really) but being here doesn't seem right.]

Comments

[deaftly]

Oh. Well, I mean it. I hope that's not too weird or anything!

[alchemicals]

Like I said, it's nice. I don't know, I'm probably just not used to that kind of thing.

[deaftly]

You'll have to get used to it pretty fast then, since you're stuck with me!

[alchemicals]

Maybe I am, but maybe I like it that way.

[deaftly]

[...oh. c: ]

Good, I'm glad! I wouldn't have it any other way!

[Wow, why did that punch him in the feelings so hard?? He's going to be trying to overcome this weird, almost shy feeling for a bit, hang on.]

[alchemicals]

[Ah, cute...]

Good to know, 'cause you're kind of mine now. And once we're out of here, we can do whatever we want, and no one's going to fuck with us again.

[deaftly]

Yeah! I definitely don't wanna go through anything like this again. I'll do whatever I can to avoid that!

[..........]

I'm really, really glad I'll be with you though. Between the two of us I'm sure we won't have any problems!

[alchemicals]

Yeah. And I'm not going to leave you alone again, okay? Like I've been promising for a while now.

[Which will probably work out a little better once he stops feeling like hell, but that's...fixable, at least...]

[deaftly]

Right!

[Please eat, Kimbley, that's not okay...]

And I definitely won't leave you alone either!

[alchemicals]

Yeah. Yeah, that's good.

[...god, you're going to be watching that shit now that he's told you about the every-six-hours thing, aren't you...]

...I should probably at least pretend I'm going to get up today, shouldn't I.

[deaftly]

[You bet he is. Of course he has no way to tell time so that's going to be an adventure...]

Yeah. C'mon, we can draw on the walls some more after you've eaten!

[So he'll just be bouncing up off the bed and waiting for Kimbley eagerly.]

[alchemicals]

[Yes, yes, fine, he'll come with you, if a bit less...utterly enthusiastically, good lord.]

I'm going to guess that you were working on that a bit more while I was sleeping earlier.

[deaftly]

Of course! We don't want the walls to be white and boring, right? So I've been trying to liven the place up a bit.

[This involves a lot of random designs in colors that really shouldn't go together, but at least they're bright??]

[alchemicals]

[...lord, what did you do.]

...That's one way of putting it, yeah.

[deaftly]

[SQUIGGLES, SQUIGGLES EVERYWHERE, KIMBLEY]

There's still plenty of space on the walls, but I was getting fucking sick and tired of staring at white all over the place.

[...He may have drawn on the kitchen cabinets too, um.]

[alchemicals]

[...He's going to try really hard to not judge your artistic vision, but yikes.]

Yeah, well, I can't say I blame you too much; they seemed determined as hell to have us go crazy in here with the lack of anything to look at.

[deaftly]

[He's just really sick of white, okay!!]

Yeah. Outside of the markers and the cards, there isn't really much to do either. I mean besides talk. Which is fine, I don't have any problems with that, but there's... not much else to do. And they gave us the cards, so imagine what it'd be like in here if we hadn't done... whatever it is they decided to reward us for.

[alchemicals]

[Hang on.]

...You know, that's actually a really good point. Are we being rewarded for doing shit?

[It seems weird, but.]

I can't figure out what we've been doing right, if that's the case. Outside of drawing all over their stuff.

[deaftly]

Oh, I just sorta assumed that's what it was. I mean, I doubt they'd give us shit just because they're sick of watching us talk or anything. But yeah, I've got no idea what we could have been doing in order to get rewarded. I mean, we were "creative" which could've been why we got more markers but otherwise...?

[No seriously, what have they done that's worth getting a reward??]

[alchemicals]

Well, yeah, but people don't usually reward you for ruining their setup, so that's...weird. You'd think they'd reward us for drawing on the paper, punish us for fucking up the walls.

[deaftly]

Oh. Yeah, that's a really good point. I wonder why they gave us more markers then? They must've known what we were gonna do with 'em. And they didn't clean the walls or punish us for doing it so...?

[This is really confusing...]

[alchemicals]

So, they...want us to keep doing that, because you don't reward people unless you're trying to make people keep doing whatever it is they did. I don't get why, though.

[...This is really stupid.]

...Unless the white walls are like that to encourage us to draw all over them? Maybe the creativity they're looking for isn't in what we end up making, it's in how we solve the fucking issue they're giving us.

[...]

And we got the cards after I tried to solve the whole cannibalism thing.

[.........]

If this entire thing is some sort of really stupid problem-solving exercise, I am going to be pissed, I can tell you that already.

[deaftly]

...My head hurts.

[Thank you, Naki.]

This is all really confusing but uh... I guess it can't hurt to try to work out whatever puzzles they've left for us? If they are puzzles, at least.

[alchemicals]

This entire thing is dumb as hell.

[The voices of these people, these two.]

Even if we can't work out what they want us to do, at least we haven't been punished for anything yet. So I'm going to just guess that we're on the right track.

[deaftly]

[Naki nods energetically.]

Yeah! I'm not sure what exactly it is we're doing right, but apparently we're doing okay somehow! So as long as we keep drawing on the walls and shit, we should be fine!