[GAME] The House

[skinstealer]

There is a large house with many rooms. No one knows where it is, where it came from, or how to get out. 


There is a TCP here. His name is Simon. He is a stained glass cookie type, with a minor fiery modifier. He doesn't know how he got here.

He woke up with a diary and a pen next to him, and has started writing in it.

He is not sure what to do.
 

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New TCP- 100 Forum Cash
Amazing Event- 20 Forum Cash
Positive Event- 10 Forum Cash
Neutral Event- 5 Forum Cash
Negative Event- 10 Forum Cash
Disastrous Event- 20 Forum Cash
-Item Discovery (specify type of item such as weapon/toy, not specifics), 10 cash
-Memory Recovery, 5 cash
-Room Discovery, 30 cash
Unlock Mirror, Specify Character (Once per character)- 100 Cash
Induce Fracture, Specify Character (Unlimited, requires Mirror)- 200 Cash
Unlock Mindscape, Specify Character (Unlimited, requires Mirror)- 300 Cash
Unlock Fracture Skill- 150 cash, Specify Fracture and one Keyword (Once per fracture)
Choose Diary Perspective- Free
Choose Overall Diary Topic- Free
-Examine Happenings- Free
-Examine Anxieties- Free
-Examine Hopes- Free
-Examine Relationships (Specify)- Free
-Switch Fracture- Free
-Revert Fracture- Free

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FRACTURE STATE

Simon- Fractured. Mindscape: Giant's Kitchen

• "Fake Snub". Skill: Cinnamon Scramble
  

Mist- Mirrored. Mindscape: Hollow Homestead

• "Mining Ballad". No skill.
  
• "Death Flash". No skill.
  

Shrump- Fractured. No mindscape.

• "Fever Chase". No skill.
  

George- Mirrored.
Bunny- Mirrored.
Hen- Unmirrored.
Annabelle- Mirrored.
Fleur- Unmirrored.
Liz- Mirrored.
Tinsel- Mirrored. Mindscape: Winter Woods

• "Sick Effect". No skill.
  
• "Acid Tongue". No skill.
  

 

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This game contains themes of exploitation, abuse, gore, violence, and self destruction, and is subject to change topic or severity at any point.

[knux400]

Choose TCP Focus: try not to freak out!!!!
Choose Diary Topic: what do i remember?

[skinstealer]

+1 DISASTROUS EVENT

Simon’s Log

Day 1

Well, this is ridiculous. Not only have I ended up in another stupid house- with no explanation as to how they did it this time! - but it’s already seeming to break down around me. I spent my first day wandering around, looking for something to work with. I found a kitchen, and managed to light some candles to light the damn place, but it didn’t take long before the hallway floor fucking crumbled beneath me, sending me into some kind of basement.

All I have is the candle that fell down with me, my journal, this pen, and a whole lot of stone around me. I’m pretty sure other TCPs would find it cold down here, but I’m more concerned about how gross and moist it is. Really hoping there’s no leaky pipes.

…or rats.

While I'm stuck down here, I may as well recount what I know about the situation.

-I'm pretty sure this is the third fucking house I've been in, and by far, the worst maintained. They aren't even trying anymore.
-They managed to knock me out without me seeing anyone. Again.
-I feel like I'm missing even more memories than last time, both about whatever life I had before this mess, and the last couple of houses. A side effect of the drugs?
-I need a goddamn drink.

[skinstealer]

+1 DISASTROUS EVENT

Simon's Log

Day 2

This basement goes on forever. I've stopped a few times to rest and take a look at my surroundings, but it's just dusty room after dusty room, all empty except for cobwebs. I haven't seen any spiders, but I'm hoping if I do, they're not out for cookies.

The main problem today was- if you can fucking believe it, the floor gave out again. I'm a whole other floor deeper, and this one looks even more decrepit than the last. More like a dungeon than a basement- I even saw some barred chambers and chains! There could be prisoners  down here!

I don't like it one bit. Part of me is tempted to hole myself in one of these cells and refuse to come out, hope that my captors get sick of it and take me to some other house. It's not like I'm going to find any alcohol down here anyway, so I may as well sit and mope.

...both of the falls did do some damage, though. Another reason to hunker down and stay put, maybe...

[AceOfNothing]

I'll bite
New TCP and a Neutral Event

[skinstealer]

+1 DISASTROUS EVENT
+1 NEUTRAL EVENT
+1 NEW TCP

Simon's Log

Day 3

...a lot happened today. More than I feel like I can get down. I'll keep it brief.

I'm not alone in this house. I should have expected as much- it feels like I've never been alone, at least not for long. I can't remember the faces I've seen, but I know there's been others.

I was walking through what I've soooo fondly named "the dungeon", peeking through cells. Occasionally I'd see some kind of fluid stain...never fresh, always dried. The more I walked, the more I hated it.

After hours of this, I heard a fucking horrible roar, louder than anything I'd ever heard before- I ran as fast as I could, only to shut myself in a cell and try to calm myself down. I could hear something chasing me, even saw something rush past- but it didn't see me. Thank god.

I realized after a moment that I was not alone- not just a monster, but a person- not that I could tell the difference, at first. She's huge, but probably a TCP. Doesn't answer when I ask her what type.

Chained up, though. She's got a diary and a pen too, and it's clear she's been writing in it...but I don't think she'd let me read.

We share the same cell, now. Waiting for the end to come.

She says her name is Mist. Doesn't say much else.

She hasn't asked me to take off her chains, and I don't know if I want to. Those teeth smack of something dangerous, and I don't trust anything that looks like it's got a taste for TCP flesh.
 

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There is a new TCP discovered in the House. Her name is Mist. She is a cannibalism/blueberry/lapis hybrid, with a major fluffy modifier, a minor plastic modifier, and tail, voice, and leg anomalies. 

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You may now specify whose diary entry you want to read on a given day.

[AceOfNothing]

Change to Mist's perspective!
Diary topic: What am I doing here

[skinstealer]

Mist's Journal

Day 4

The new guy in my cell talks a lot. I don't know how to feel about him yet- it's clear that he's scared of me, and I know I'm not doing much to assuage those fears. I don't know how to tell him, though.

What would he think, knowing I woke up like this days ago? That I don't even know how I can perceive days down here, just that I know when time passes and the urge to journal hits? He seems to have the same sense, as we both sit down to write around the relative same time, but I don't know. If I were in his shoes, seeing a TCP like me chained up...I'd be worried too. I'd rather not make him feel bad.

He's asked me what my typing is a couple times now, and not too politely either. I haven't answered. The most I've given him is "a rock" and "a food", but he keeps asking to know what's given me that mouth of mine...as if I had any control over that.

The chains will come in handy if I start getting hungry, though- the other reason why I haven't removed them. I was considering getting out of here and looking around before he came in...and while I don't feel much now, I worry about later. With any luck, the fact that he's on fire will dissuade me, but I know how the hunger can get.

...I really wish I knew what was going on, though. This place gives me such a headache...

[Blue_Fox]

Diary Topic: what else have I seen in this house

[skinstealer]

+2 POSITIVE EVENTS

Mist's Journal

Day 5

Simon, the cookie type, and I have been talking. I have been hesitant to talk to him, admittedly...he seems abrasive at best, and I can tell something is getting to him the longer he's down here. He doesn't seem content with just sitting around like I am...

But...he's not so bad. As much as I don't trust him, we seem to be on basic conversational terms, at least. We've swapped our knowledge of what's happened to us in this...he calls it a "house". All I've seen is the dungeon- more specifically just this cell- but he insists that two floors above us is a fairly normal-seeming house, albeit just as creepy and decrepit. We've determined that we should try to head for that level again, and that there surely must be stairs somewhere. I would be completely capable of going it alone, truth be told- I'm hard to hurt and I can. Well. Just consume a TCP if they cross me, I suppose- as much as I am loathe to do such a thing. But...

He...is an excellent light source. Once I got over my initial suspicions, I realized the fire has been helping with my mood and overall disposition. I know that I'm not the easiest person to read, though, so I doubt he sees my appreciation...and I kind of don't want to tell him. Not yet.

I took off my chains, and we're about to head out. He seemed startled that I could break them so easily, to which I replied that our captors clearly weren't expecting me to be as strong as I am.

...or maybe they did. I suppose breaking chains would be rather dramatic under worse circumstances...

Off we go, though.

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Another update. We've run into some good fortune- a storeroom with all kinds of things. It's surprisingly modern considering the rest of the layout we've been dealing with, endless dark hallways more akin to catacombs than a "house". At one point, Simon joked that he wouldn't be surprised if a skeleton popped out...I told him I would handle it if it did, and he quieted down quickly. I hope I didn't scare him.

We've both taken bags, and filled them with pre-packaged food type products. There was plenty of variety, and I should hopefully be able to sate any cravings with this and keep him safe. He was also able to find a small blade- I insisted I would be fine with my teeth, tail and fists, and he didn't question it.

We're holing up in a hopefully safe corner for now, we need to rest. It was a lot of walking to get here...

[skinstealer]

Mist's Journal

Day 6

We ventured out from the storeroom today. No sign of any way out yet, but the conversation has been...decent.

Simon says he's been in more than one of these houses, though his memory's spotty on what they were like. He says some kind of deal got him into this mess, and I don't remember making any deals with anyone myself. The only things I can really remember are what happened to Hen, and this strange memory of a beautiful woman I can't remember...

...I shouldn't focus on those things. They'll make me feel sick.

I don't talk much while Simon and I walk, but that doesn't seem to bother him. Once he gets going, he's content to talk without interruption, and that suits me fine as well.

Tonight we rest in another cell. This one has cot-like beds, at least.

[skinstealer]

+1 AMAZING EVENT

Simon's Log


Day 7

Trapped in this damn place for a week now, but our luck is finally starting to fucking turn- we found a way out of the dungeon! It's just a staircase going up to the basement level, but we'll take it. Mist may not be a big talker, but even she burst out into hooting and hollering with me once we found it. I've never run up stairs so fast in my life. Goodbye, whatever the hell was down there!

The basement looks like more of the same of what I saw earlier. It's...eugh. Dusty, dirty, and covered in those stupid cobwebs. We still haven't seen any creepy crawlies, but I'm glad I have my knife all the same. Nothing's getting the best of me.

Still, feel like my attitude's getting rough around the edges. I can still feel the withdrawal hitting and I do not want Mist catching onto that. There wasn't a single drop of alcohol in the storeroom we found, and the last thing I need is some stranger- albeit a, so far, cooperative one- knowing a weakness of mine. The size difference is already enough to put me on edge.

Sometimes we talk about whether there's anyone else down here. We didn't see anybody else in the jail cells, and no monsters either. If our captors are trying to build some kind of death trap, they're doing a shit job of it.

Here's hoping we find another staircase up tomorrow.

[kit_spin]

Diary Topic: Trust and Friendship

[skinstealer]

Simon's Log

Day 8

Mist screwed up her foot today. Someone left some nails sticking out of the ground for some godforsaken reason, and when she stepped on them, her foot got all messed up. I thought she was some kind of rock, but looks like she's got...fruit...flesh under the hard outer layer. I asked her why a nail was enough to mess her up, and she said that lapis isn't the strongest rock out there, not when it's not solid. Strong enough to take a punch, sure, but with the amount of pressure she put down when she stepped...

She says I can go on without her, but no chance in hell I'm leaving my new bodyguard. She seemed surprised when I said I was sticking around, but I'd be a damn fool to bail on this kind of muscle. Even if a nail can mess her up when placed just right, it's more than I have as some kind of crumbly cookie, fire or otherwise. Said she appreciated it, and we decided to spend the "night" in a corner with a hanging light bulb. Even found a blanket for her.

...something about her feels familiar, even if I've never seen her before in my life. Maybe I knew somebody before coming here who she reminds me of- no, definitely did. Friend? Family? Who knows. I don't think things ended well with them, though.

...still. Even if it feels like we're only here with each other for practical reasons, I'm putting a lot of trust in her to not eat me while I sleep. Similarly, I know a weakness of hers now. I'm willing to bet she's feeling more than a little vulnerable after this, especially after talking such a big game about not needing a weapon. Could be my chance to get in good and make myself seem more useful. Vital to survival and all.

Maybe we can find her some boots or something. Wouldn't mind some myself.
 

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You can now purchase the following things:
-Memory Recovery, 5 cash
-Room Discovery, 30 cash
-Item Discovery (specify type of item such as weapon/toy, not specifics), 10 cash

Change Diary Topic has been expanded to include:
-Change Diary Topic (Overall)
-Examine Happenings
-Examine Anxieties
-Examine Hopes
-Examine Relationships (Specify)

These are all free.

[skinstealer]

+1 NEW TCP

Simon's Log

Day 9

I think I cursed us. I think I caused an honest to god curse saying that there could be someone down here. I'd honestly take a monster over the guy we got saddled with now. Mist seems to like them for some reason, but I cannot stand hearing them talk.

They say their name is Shrump Boondoggle, which is probably the most ridiculous name I've ever heard. Not only that, but they're a lawyer- as if they could even reach a witness stand! They're shorter than me, which means that Mist could probably eat them in one gulp if she wanted to. But no! No, they're going around riding on her shoulder. Within biting range!

They have to be out of their fucking mind. The sooner we can ditch them, the better. I don't even want to look at their weird fleshy face anymore.

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There is a new character available. Their name is Shrump Boondoggle, and they are a tempura/pulley/wine glass hybrid with an inverted condition and major size anomaly.

[King-Clod]

Diary Perspective: Shrump!
Diary Topic: Personal Goals

[skinstealer]

+ 5 ITEM DISCOVERY

The Adventures Of Shrump Boondoggle

Day 10

You will never believe the luck we had today, dear diary. I was already so lucky yesterday to meet traveling companions in this dreadful place, but we came across a windfall! A small room that some other TCP had been using as shelter, no doubt- wherever they may have gone, they left behind scores of supplies. We waited all day to see if they would return to their post to no avail, but after some searching, we found a note! It said:

Take what you need. I understand.

Mist said it'd only be right to sample a bit. Both Simon and I agreed completely- the first time we've agreed on anything at all! I don't think he cares for me much, which is a real shame considering how cute he is. <3 Ah, well, Mist makes for a fine friend!

The majority of what was there was clothes- we can't help but wonder why  and how someone was able to get their hands on this sort of thing in a place like this, but there was so much that we figured they wouldn't miss a little. Unfortunately for Simon, all of it was in a much larger TCP's size- and besides, he's on fire! He'd just burn it up!

Mist took a fishing vest and heavy duty boots. Everyone was so confused about what to put me in, seeing as I'm soooo small (and cute!) but we found a nice warm sock that Mist cut some holes in with Simon's knife. Simon seemed pretty grossed out seeing me squish into it, but I think he'll come around. It's not my fault I'm perpetually moist!

I looked around some more and found a small collection of toys- so delightful! Simon seemed entirely disinterested until he spotted a small puzzle cube, and spent a good hour or so trying to solve it. I honestly expected him to get frustrated with it based on what I'd seen of his temperament yesterday, but he was incredibly patient with it! It seems to calm him down a bit...good to note, I think! Mist and I perused the plushes, and settled on a rat-like stuffed toy for me to sleep next to. Last "night" I had the worst dreams, and hopefully this will help! Mist is going to carry it for me for now, and I've been trying to brainstorm names since.

But...hm. I've been here long enough that I think I know a bit more about this place than they do. We haven't shared much about ourselves yet, but I seem to have the most memories of the outside world compared to the two of them. I think...my goal is to help them figure out their pasts! That way, we can all benefit and figure out a way out of here!

Though, personally, I'd just like to make a friend or two. I didn't have many of those outside...so it'd be a nice change of pace. :)

[Aabcehmu]

Examine Anxieties
Examine Hopes

[skinstealer]

+1 NEW ROOM

The Adventures Of Shrump Boondoggle

Day 11

We’ve found something new in the basement! Our party reached the end of what felt like an endless stretch, with only an ornate, elaborate door waiting for us…No one really wanted to approach it for some reason, as if we were more scared of the unknown than the familiar (and horrible!) basement we’ve been wandering for days. I was the first to speak up and say we should check it out, because while none of us felt like it was likely to be a way out of here, I still got a hunch that it was important!

And boy, I don’t even know if I’m right on that still!

The door gave way to a whole…observatory! Even though we’re supposedly underground! Beautiful gold accents and flourishes on all kinds of equipment, with a dome ceiling covered in star charts…I’ve never even seen the stars before, so imagine my delight when there’s an actual telescope! Mist even held me up to take a peek, though all I really saw was what she calls “space dust”. Even still, I thought it was sooooo pretty.

The walls are lined with shelves and boxes, and there appears to be multiple stories to this area. We’re holed up in what appear to be whoever worked here’s personal quarters for the night- there’s actual beds! So comfy!

Tomorrow we’ll probably explore around here a little bit…there’s a lot of books to read and diagrams to study. Simon doesn’t seem all that interested in any of it, and is mostly just trying to keep from lighting anything on fire by getting too close. I’m excited for a little break from walking around, and everyone agrees it could be good to take a load off and gather thoughts about our situation…

…I still don’t know what to make of it all. I remember being a lawyer in the outside world, and I remember being good at it. But…so much is messy and scattered in my head…Memories of things like growing up, they’re so sparse and weird, and it makes me sad…

…even sadder knowing that I have the most recollection here…Simon says he’s been in more than one of these houses before, but he seems to remember almost nothing from his life prior. Mist remembers people, but doesn’t seem to want to talk about it.

I don’t know what to make of it…

But! But!!!! I think we’re getting along better with every passing day! Even Simon, who seemed so repulsed by me on our first day, has admitted that my ability to fit into small spaces has come in useful for checking nooks and crannies- I was even able to help find the key to the very quarters we’re staying in now under a very low desk! I’m so glad I’m able to make myself useful <3

[kit_spin]

Diary perspective: Mist
Diary topic: Hunger