Nowhere to run from all of this havoc

[demjiin]

WHO: Kaz (who will eventually be an avatar of The Eye) and various people
WHERE: Temba
WHAT: October event
WHEN: 10/16 - End of October
WARNINGS: Probably this entire log will be riddled with CW but specific threads will have specific warnings so read at your own risk



For Tony
Between the giant eye floating above the entire city then a voice and something both speaking and a truly bizarre feeling which rocked through Kaz at the same time, and it was no surprise that Kaz lost consciousness. When he next woke it was to the sound of gunfire. Kaz knew that sound, though, and knew that he needed to find cover quickly. He recognized the sound of gunfire but it was coming from several sides. This wasn't one or two people firing. This was a warzone.

The sound of gunfire and deeper explosions that Kaz knew were mortars was barely muffled when Kaz found a way inside. The building he was in was barely more than the skeleton of a building and the roof had caved in on one side so that the floating eye was still visible beyond it's edge.

For Kyle
It felt like Kaz must be a mile underground by now. The way before him was getting narrower as he walked but the way back was either blocked off after a few steps or had become too narrow to walk through inexplicably. Just the tunnels themselves gave Kaz an unnerving feeling of being buried alive.

Now he came to what appeared to be some sort of chamber. It wasn't much of one and the walls weren't stone. They were the same as the things as the tunnels, just raw earth. If anything the chamber reinforced that feeling of being buried alive worse than the tunnels did.

For Kavinsky
The fire had come on slowly with blackening walls and smoldering plaster. But whatever had caused the ignition, Kaz watched as parts of the building he was in burned. It was smoke at first. Smoke that made Kaz's eyes water and his throat hurt from coughing. He wasn't able to find a window to get air so he was forced to lean against a wall and be lost in a coughing fit. But the wall was becoming hot to the touch so he had to blunder away blindly.

When he did find a window, the heat from the fire had broken out the glass, so Kaz gasped at the air it was letting in. It was still hot though, so it felt like trying to breathe in the hotter air from a furnace.

For Felwinter
It would have been a forest at night had their been folage on the trees, any sound beyond Kaz's footsteps or things like a moon or stars. Kaz couldn't use his cane on the soft forest floor so his limp was much more obvious as he tried to pick his way forward, being careful where he placed his feet.

Then something, maybe a sound or maybe a twig snapping that Kaz's feet didn't snap, made him pause midstep. Now the feeling the sound elicited made him look behind him. He wasn't sure what caused that feeling but he knew with absolute certainty that something was stalking him. The gloved hand around his cane tightened and Kaz was now being less cautious about where he put his feet as he picked up his pace. Soon he went from a slow walk to jogging, fast jogging and finally outright running. When he started running his limp was very obvious and now slowing him down considerably.

Open
Kaz could not see three feet in front of him for how thick the fog was. The ground was firm enough he could at least use his cane here but everything had the echoing open quality of being outside. Others might have the urge to raise their voice, but Kaz kept his voices volume as though he were talking to someone nearby. After all, he reasoned, being loud wouldn't do anything about how thick this fog was.

"Hello? Is there someone out there?"

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[demjiin]

When the smell hit Kaz, he reflexively put a gloved hand over his nose and tried to breathe through his mouth. But he knew this particular disgust that all living things have and what caused it. So when something actually spoke to say his name, his eyes widened with shock. How could anything at all be that badly decayed and still be alive? The fact this used to be a person and more than that a redheaded person who also knew his name put him on a very short list.

It didn't look like it could possibly be alive, but this had to be Kyle.

Horrified, Kaz stumbled as he backed away from the hand reaching for him. Maybe others might say something to try to reason with Kyle, but whatever this thing before Kaz was, he very much doubted reason would work on it anymore. Kaz stumbled again and his back hit the raw earth of the chamber's wall. He could feel the urge to puke climbing up his throat, felt the panicky way he was starting to hyperventilate sieze his lungs. He was starting to tremble too.

cw: maggots, still more body horror, just assume all of this thread is gross

[kyley_b]

Kyle didn't hurry, was indeed probably not capable of it in his current state. He just shuffled closer, mouth a skeletal grin, outstretched fingers searching. The nails were black and peeling. Watching Kaz begin to tremble he chuckled, the sound sly and rotten.

"Come on, Kaz," Kyle said. "Sit. You won't have to worry about anything anymore. You won't be hungry. You won't even want to move. You'll just... rest. In the dirt and the shit and the slime."

He advanced further, horrible grin widening at Kaz's immobility. His terror was as sweet as dandelion wine and Kyle wanted to gorge on it. His voice began to rise as he began to laugh, the sound a shrieking cackle devoid of any real mirth.

"In the filth Kaz, sit with us, you can rest, you can rot Kaz, you can feel yourself rot, you can feed the others and feel them in you, Kaz..."

Tottering forward Kyle pulled his other hand away from his belly. The skin above was red with lines of blood poisoning, the flesh of his thighs and groin dark and gangrenous. But the belly was the worst: a churning horror show of white in red.

Maggots were eating Kyle alive.

He shuffled forward another few steps. There was obscene plopping sounds when stuff dripped and drabbed off of him as he moved. His cackling rose higher and higher as he reached both hands toward Kaz now, fingers brushing harmlessly over the shoulders of his coat.

"Let me show you, Kaz! They're hungry, Kaz!" He was screaming now, screaming through his laughter. "Rot with us, Kaz! Sit and rot, it feels NICE, Kaz! Feed them, feed the fucking hive you fucking sack of meat!"

From the only exit came the buzzing sound again, louder than before.

[demjiin]

That urge to puke was getting worse the more that this thing masquerading as Kyle revealed. Kaz was humiliated to be visibly shaking now. A wave of gibbering panic broke over him and since he could not retreat anymore, Kaz was quite literally a trapped animal that only knew it was afraid.

But when an animal is trapped it was also at its most dangerous.

So Kazsqueezed his eyes shut and once again reached into himself for the memory of a giant, mechanical eye looking down at the city. This time he was offering his will up to it gladly, with only the thought of getting away from the thing that Kyle had become, regardless of how much of his own sanity was striped away in the process.

This time when Kaz opened his eyes they had gone from panicked black to a green that glowed as if he had LED lights shining behind his irises. He no longer blinked but instead saw. Every part of the creature before him. Every secret buried deep in Kyle's psyche. Every whispered thought. Kaz was not in the driver's seat, so to speak, any longer and the gloved hand also fell away from his nose.

"N͟ơ, T̢he C̨or̀r̢u̷pti̶oǹ w̢iĺl͏ no̷t have҉ ̨yo͜u͟,͏ or͟ Thȩ ̵F͟le͟s͞h̷, Kaz ̧Br͟e͢k̢keŗ.̧ Yo҉u a̧re ͠m̡i̵n̡e i͘nstead͝.̶"

While it was Kaz's mouth that moved, what came out was not Kaz's voice. Or rather not only Kaz's voice. It was many voices, some male and some female, but all of them speaking the same words at the exact same time.

[kyley_b]

Kyle stopped, eyes narrowing at Kaz. Where before there had only been terror there was now something else, and whatever had crawled inside of Kyle and made a home there didn't like it.

"Yes," he muttered thickly, both hands now reaching greedily toward Kaz. "Yes, come here, you belong here." The glowing green eyes unsettled him in a way he couldn't articulate, but the urge to drag Kaz down, screaming, into the filth with him was so much stronger.

He did not know how much the thing that Kaz was now could see. He didn't know exactly how much of his nice-boy-next-door façade was now brutally transparent; Kyle was an angry, hypocritical man responsible for the destruction of a major metropolitan city. He'd murdered a man before he hit puberty. There was a significant part of him that deeply enjoyed violence, and craved conflict like flowers craved sunlight.

Kyle was not as good a person as he liked to portray.

I'm not happy with the Zalgo text so not gonna keep using it

[demjiin]

Kaz had an apathetic expression now but still moved uncannily fast despite having a bad leg. First, he tossed his cane into the air in front of him and grabbed the bar then used it to shove against one of Kyle's shoulders. The physics of that move meant that Kyle would now be side-on. While Kaz was pushing with his cane, he folded his bad leg up enough to draw the large bowie knife in his boot. With the mark (Kyle) having his attention on Kaz's cane, Kaz was almost negligent about slicing through the tendon and bone to sever the hand closest to him.

"If you try again to put your hands on him, we'll sever your Achilles tendon and let you crawl."

It's not an idle threat, and Kaz doesn't seem to particularly care what Kyle decides to do either way.

"It is not surprising you chose The Corruption. There was already something rotten inside you before you got to Temba. There are plenty of killers here, but not many that can say they destroyed a city."

[kyley_b]

The plague raddled hand fell to the ground with a meaty but somehow inconsequential thump. The Kyle thing stared for a moment before bringing the jetting stump to his chest, mewling.

At Kaz's words he flinched more than he did when his hand was severed, something in his rolling eyes looking genuinely stricken. "Shut up," he hissed. "Shut up, shut up, we'll make your fucking dick rot off if you come near us again."

Unsteadily, losing a great deal of blood, Kyle backed toward the exit where a chorus of buzzing was still singing. "You think you know," he said, mouth trying to smile. "You think you know so much, but do you want us to touch you? Or anyone to? We don't think so, Kaz."

He tottered in the natural doorway, white as snow and streaked in blood now as well as filth. "You take him, then," one horrible force said to the other. "Fucking voyeur. Have your fun. We'll still be here, you know. We're always here."