selfpreservationist | [RAVEN'S HEART GAME

The first thing you hear is the sound of rain faintly hitting the exterior of the house. The soft pitter-patter is almost soothing, in a way, but it’s quickly followed up by rumbling thunder in the distance. You open your eyes, and for a second all you see is a flash of light--at first it seems like it’s lightning, but then you see something. A vision of a man dressed in rags, hunched over, waves of demonic power rolling over him. He howls, and something terrible starts to grow out of him: the bloody roots of a massive tree. An immense wave of panic hits you, and you can’t move, you can’t speak, you can’t breathe--

And then it’s over. It’s over. You’re fine.

The sound of rain returns. (This time it’s definitely soothing, compared to what you just saw.) You’re standing in the foyer of a mansion, a wide open living room in front of you. The door behind you is faintly ajar, leading outside.

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[ ... oh.

she lingers there for a bit, thoughtful, before moving on to doodle's. ]

Doodle’s collage has a bunch of pictures of him making big goofy smiles while Raven’s hand is in his hair, petting him. There’s also a leather collar and leash among the pictures, for some reason, as well as a blindfold. Finally, there’s also a book on Zoroastrian mythology, with a few pages bookmarked.

Doodle's poem.

[ why is there a

she'll ask later. still sweet. that part is sweet too.

glory next ]

Glory’s collage is easily the biggest out of all the collages; there are numerous pictures of her, many of which show her smiling in a way that feels secretive, private, especially since most of these look like they took place in her room. Some of them are a tad risque, and some of them are intimate in a different way--pictures of her brushing her hair while she’s getting dressed, or pictures of her holding Raven’s hand in her own.

Glory's poem.

[ oh nooooo

on to lance ]

This collage is a tad smaller than the others, but the pictures it shows are very tender. Many of them, like Aradia’s, show Raven’s perspective from laying with his head in Lance’s lap, or on his shoulder. There’s a close-up of his newly-obtained horns, and several more pictures of Lance smiling.

Lance's poem.

[ how sweet..... bark ...........

eater now ]

Man Eater’s collage of pictures are almost all nude pictures, though clearly casual. Pictures of him at the onsen, pictures of him lounging in his bed--very few are explicitly sexual. (Though there are some.) There’s also a lot of close-ups of his face and especially his mouth, focused on his sharp set of teeth. Curiously, there’s one of him in a school uniform, standing outside what looks like a Japanese high school?

Man Eater's poem.

[ whoa

well. now req ]

Requiem’s collage is filled with pictures of her floating with her guitar, and a few of the pictures move and play faint strands of her music as you approach. You can definitely hear the lyrics, “You look so cute~ floating in your boat~ I wanna suck out your eyeballs~ and rip out your throat~”

Requiem's poem.

[ music ... req ...

next, on to sabre ]

Sabre’s collage is mostly filled with pictures of her sitting or sleeping on Raven’s feet, from his perspective. She’s grinning in a lot of them, showing fangs. One of the pictures moves, and it depicts a short scene of her handing Raven a dagger. Another shows him falling over onto the floor as he fails to carry her piggyback-style, and she sits on him.

The hole in the wall is actually more like an ensconced slot underneath Sabre’s portrait. It’s thin, and only about an inch and a half lengthwise. It looks like something could fit inside.

Sabre's poem.

[ ... ?

that's sweet, it warms her heart to see it, but that hole ...

taking out the dagger, she attempts to press the tip of it into the slot, to see if it fits. ]

The dagger fits perfectly into the slot, and as you secure it, you can faintly hear a click, though you’re not sure from where. You can’t seem to pull it back out once it’s in, no matter how hard you pull.

[ that's okay.

the wall can have it.

turning her head, she looks around the room for any change, searching for where the click could have sounded from ... ]

You don't notice anything's changed.

[ huh.

lastly, then, she's moving to wataru's collage. ]

Wataru’s collage hangs above the bathtub in midair. As you approach, immediately you’re sprayed with glitter, and faintly you can hear someone say, “☆ Amazing~ ☆” in the background. The pictures are all moving, showing Wataru walking backwards on his elbows, or dancing, or his hair doing weird things. For some reason, there’s also a fire extinguisher, but the valve is broken.

Wataru's poem.

[ s

she can in fact not stop herself from letting out a little chuckle when the glitter sprays everywhere. sasuga. wataru would be proud.

having finished looking through the collages, she's moving over to the mirror to at least get some of the glitter out of her hair ]

The mirror is definitely… a mirror. I say this because while it reflects anyone in front of it, the scenery behind you is different. Instead of the bathroom, what you see is a vision of a beach, with dark murky water under an overcast sky. If you’ve ever been in Glory’s room, you’ll likely recognize the same scene. Faintly, you can hear water in the distance.

[ neat.

she'll just spend some time brushing glitter out of her hair as if it is not some x50 futility in her case

dante must die mode, if you will

after that though she is going over to the tub, just to examine it. ]

The bath looks like it's been filled with a bath bomb. The water is murky and dark and glittery. There’s soap and a towel hanging nearby for you to use.

[ will glitter (water) cancel out glitter (air)

she doubts it, but she'll at least wash her hands in the tub and see how it goes. ]

Unfortunately, glitter + glitter = more glitter.

You can wash your hands, but no no matter how hard you dry yourself off later, there’s a thin sheen of glitter plastered to your skin.

[ well!

at least she doesn't mind. the glitter, that is.

she washes her hands for a good while and dries them a while longer before accepting that she is just glittery forever now and head on out. ]

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