Or it'll crisp us up to death. [ well, he says that but then he takes a step and goes ahead to sprint through it!! bye yuri cloud has decided to go die first ]
[ and burn they do!! sometimes your personal torture is walking into fire like morons so you feel the flames melt you and strip your flesh, a slow agonizing death
just kidding they come out back in the hallway completely unharmed except for the psychological harm of FEELING YOURSELF BE IMMOLATED AND DIE. ]
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You okay?
[ it's a belated question as he looks himself over. hm. no melty bits. ]
[ he brushes at his sleeves, like he’s dusting imaginary ash from the material. he probably is, out of reflex more than anything. imaginary ash, and charred skin. ]
What’re the chances there’s one door that leads to some kind of massive benefit or clue, but you have to try your luck on the doors and all their terrible interiors to figure out which one it is.
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life sucks, then you take a step back and you are still in the torture chamber. ]
Seriously? What exactly are we supposed to do here?
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Torturing that thing’s one option.
[ he pulls a face at the thought. ]
… Or we could walk through the fire.
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[ he has BEEN in a murdergame before!!! he has also never been tempted to walk into fire before so he is looking at it reluctantly. ]
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[ … ]
The fire’s the only thing stopping us from leaving. If the goal is to make us do something we don’t want, walking through it might count.
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[ also wtf. he says that and then he’s legging it into the fire? excuse me sir.
yuri just closes his eyes for a moment and then takes off after him. can’t wait to burn. ]
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just kidding they come out back in the hallway completely unharmed except for the psychological harm of FEELING YOURSELF BE IMMOLATED AND DIE. ]
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You okay?
[ it's a belated question as he looks himself over. hm. no melty bits. ]
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yuri shakes his head like he's shaking embers from his hair -- embers that aren't even there, but it sure felt like they were this whole time. ]
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I've been better, but I'm coping. You?
[ love the feeling of burning alive in the morning. so fresh. ]
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[ they are not hurt! and they do not feel hurt! but boy! that sure is a new fun core memory. he already had fire ptsd why this. ]
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And when that thing turned into something that looked like your hostage?
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[ which means let him gripe about illusion burning to death ]
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[ alright mister grumpy gills, let it all out. ]
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[ sorry sometimes hallucination are just part of your life so you gotta check if other people also experienced them ]
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Yeah. Really real, unfortunately.
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Glad it was just as horrible for both of us. [ and he unfortunately is a little. ptsd sucks. ] ... Let's not do that again.
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I'm willing to avoid these doors like the literal plague from now on if you are.
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I doubt any of them will be any better than-- [ he gestures at the door ] that.
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the jrpg exploration moment is strong with this one ]
Guess we should've expected nothing good to come from unlabelled doors.
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[ he brushes at his sleeves, like he’s dusting imaginary ash from the material. he probably is, out of reflex more than anything. imaginary ash, and charred skin. ]
What’re the chances there’s one door that leads to some kind of massive benefit or clue, but you have to try your luck on the doors and all their terrible interiors to figure out which one it is.