EVENT HORIZON - DAY THREE

[inferis]

[Well, things sure aren't fun for you guys right now, are they? And to make matters worse, some of you have become completely corrupted by the ship, and you've got some crazy new ideas in your heads.

Anyone not corrupted isn't doing that hot either. Not only do you have to deal with your new crazy-face buddies, but you have to deal with your own terrible hallucinations coming at you when you least expect them, and they want you to do terrible, awful things]

[[OOC: No sections! Feel free to make your own | DAY THREE OOC POST | PLOT HUB]]

Comments

[save_the_souls]

Are you really going to cut yourself?

[atrophied]

[ He's almost speaking to someone else. An argument that they have had before. ]

There's a clot. The idiots couldn't see it. They never thought of it. Take it out, induce a coma for the worst of the pain, and with luck I regain full use of my leg. Without it, well, I die. Better dead than without a leg.

[ The scissors dip down and back up again. Stacy isn't here. Inhaling, he actually looks at Allen. He's ashen from the pain. ]

Haven't don't it yet, have I? Sit down before you faint.

[save_the_souls]

[And now House is arguing with invisible people, great. It's not like he'll even question it at this point, they are all seeing people. ]

Fine.

[He'll sit down on the edge of a bed near House. Since yeah dude, still not trusting you with those scissors]

[atrophied]

[ The game continues for a while before he balls up the jacket next to him and throws it in the direction of whatever they've stashed here to drink. ]

Go fetch. And bring me back some water.

[save_the_souls]

...I'm not a dog!

[atrophied]

I'll give you a treat, Cujo.

[save_the_souls]

My name's Allen!

[atrophied]

I still don't have water, Cujo. Or my jacket.

[save_the_souls]

[He makes an annoyed noise before getting up and walking over to pick up the jacket, and grab a bottle of space water- bringing it back over to him to offer it]

[atrophied]

Thank you, Walker. No, wait. Wallen. It's Wallen, right?

[save_the_souls]

Allen!

1/2

[atrophied]

[ He makes a point of wincing and holding his ear. ]

[atrophied]

What have we said about tone?

[save_the_souls]

What? I can't help my voice!

[atrophied]

Actually you can. It's called mo-du-la-ting. Something you're going to be working on.

[ Don't make him train you like a dog, Allen. He will enact operant conditioning techniques. Don't think he won't. ]

[save_the_souls]

Modulating?

[Nope sorry not a clue what that is]

Why would I do that?

[atrophied]

...when we get back, you are reading the dictionary. There will be quizzes.

[save_the_souls]

Hey! I study medical vocabulary! What more do I need?

keywords

[atrophied]

The ability to hold a conversation about something other than food, video games and the best way to knock someone out without killing them.

[save_the_souls]

[an annoyed noise. He almost wants to snipe that House hardly is the prime example of holding normal civil conversations, but whatever]

Fine. I'll study a dictionary too.

tags this now c:

[atrophied]

Cover to cover.

cruuuuel

[save_the_souls]

Cover to cover?!

you love me

[atrophied]

Do you want me to throw in a thesaurus too?

like a druggie likes heroin

[save_the_souls]

[a groan]

How long will I have to do this?

come to me bb. get your fix.

[atrophied]

Until you can use there, they're and their correctly.