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Trust is one thing
Who: Elektra Natchios and you!
What: The castle turns Elektra's room into a reflection of her mind.
When: All throughout the plot!
Where: Elektra's headspace room
Rating: TBD/PG-13 for references to death, violence, and questionable parenting at any point in the log.
Notes Prose to start but, actionspam is welcome. Please specify day or else I'll assume it's after the first day. Everyone starts off at Matt's apartment unless they request otherwise. Just mention it in the subject line.
Sleep was never something that came easily to Elektra. She had seen enough in her life to have plenty to haunt to dreams. That was something she could keep safe within herself. No one ever had to see all those terrible things she bottled up inside. Elektra should have know it would never last. When she awakens, Elektra finds herself large bed in a gray, lifeless apartment with the only remarkable features being religious symbols scattered about, a pair of beat up red boxing gloves, and a large stereo; this is Matthew Murdock's apartment. The fire place is roaring and just above it a small statue of a man in woman about to embrace. Elektra takes in these details and looks about ready to lose her mind.
Before Elektra realizes it she's running. A door flies open to reveal woodland area with majestic mountains in the background. A section of the woods has been cleared out and clean wooden houses are scattered about. In the center of these houses is a stage with a rack to hold staffs. It's clearly a training area. The paths are made of dirt. Generally it's a beautiful, peaceful place. There's a door that leads to a far darker place however.
Within it is a beautiful, well kept mansion. Everything within it is polished wood, Greek architecture, and white walls. The furniture is covered in white sheets. It all seems beautiful until those sheets are suddenly covered in blood, bodies randomly appear on the floor, or suddenly there is no mansion at all; just water that seems deadset on choking the life out of whoever is in it...
This is where the true Elektra is trying to escape on the first day. Afterward, different incarnations (a little girl, a woman dressed in red with knives, and so on) are scattered throughout the three places to either help or hurt whoever comes within the room.
What: The castle turns Elektra's room into a reflection of her mind.
When: All throughout the plot!
Where: Elektra's headspace room
Rating: TBD/PG-13 for references to death, violence, and questionable parenting at any point in the log.
Notes Prose to start but, actionspam is welcome. Please specify day or else I'll assume it's after the first day. Everyone starts off at Matt's apartment unless they request otherwise. Just mention it in the subject line.
Sleep was never something that came easily to Elektra. She had seen enough in her life to have plenty to haunt to dreams. That was something she could keep safe within herself. No one ever had to see all those terrible things she bottled up inside. Elektra should have know it would never last. When she awakens, Elektra finds herself large bed in a gray, lifeless apartment with the only remarkable features being religious symbols scattered about, a pair of beat up red boxing gloves, and a large stereo; this is Matthew Murdock's apartment. The fire place is roaring and just above it a small statue of a man in woman about to embrace. Elektra takes in these details and looks about ready to lose her mind.
Before Elektra realizes it she's running. A door flies open to reveal woodland area with majestic mountains in the background. A section of the woods has been cleared out and clean wooden houses are scattered about. In the center of these houses is a stage with a rack to hold staffs. It's clearly a training area. The paths are made of dirt. Generally it's a beautiful, peaceful place. There's a door that leads to a far darker place however.
Within it is a beautiful, well kept mansion. Everything within it is polished wood, Greek architecture, and white walls. The furniture is covered in white sheets. It all seems beautiful until those sheets are suddenly covered in blood, bodies randomly appear on the floor, or suddenly there is no mansion at all; just water that seems deadset on choking the life out of whoever is in it...
This is where the true Elektra is trying to escape on the first day. Afterward, different incarnations (a little girl, a woman dressed in red with knives, and so on) are scattered throughout the three places to either help or hurt whoever comes within the room.
Sometime on the second day... let's say evening or night?
All she'd known was that she had to get out of her own room, for the sake of her own sanity. There were things she hadn't thought about in years, hadn't wanted to think about in years, and most certainly didn't want to face. So she'd wandered.
And so now she finds herself standing in completely unfamiliar surroundings, what appears to be someone's apartment. She looks around, quietly, trying to get her bearings. Not that she'd ever been much on decor herself (and not that she'd ever had the time, in the life she led), but it was clear that whoever lived here just... didn't put any thought to it at all. There's a feeling about the place too. It seems lifeless, almost cold.
Her eyes catch the pair of boxing gloves, automatically drawn to the one piece of color in this place, and she bends to pick them up, bringing them closer to eye level for better examination.
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She gently sets the gloves down onto the bed. "Who was he?"
Of course, she has a lot more questions. "Where am I?" and "Who are you?" being the most popular of them.
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She seems caught up in her own thoughts for a moment. Eventually she turns her gaze back to Julia.
"So how exactly did you end up here?"
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Her own gaze is off of the other woman now, and has gone back to wandering again. Though she barely registers the question, she does answer it with a simple response. "I don't know."
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"Does this happen often?"
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She looks over the apartment again. "It's never brought me here before."
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"What is this place?" ... Yeah, the question finally slips out.
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Sunday :D
He knocked on the door. When he didn't get a reply right away, Peter tried the door. It opened under his touch and he stepped inside. He froze at the threshold. Something was wrong... He could sense it immediately.
"Elektra?" he called out uncertainly.
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"You shouldn't be here. It's not safe."
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"Where's the older Elektra?" he asked, trying to keep his voice under control. "Is she in here?"
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"I'm not leaving until I see her," he insisted. He focused his thoughts on Elektra, knowing that he would pop up wherever she was in this place. Or at least, that was how it worked when he went inside Sylar's head.
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Elektra turns her head to Peter, clearly confused. "Peter?" The second she turns her head to face him, Matt is gone.
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"Elektra. I'm sorry, I didn't come in on purpose. But now we need to get out." He held out a hand for her. "Come with me. I'll help you."
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Carefully she says without taking her eyes off his hand, "I don't think that's a good idea. If this is really Peter, you'll only get into trouble hanging around me here. I don't want that."
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He hadn't realized yet that this was just a trick of the castle. Maybe because his telepathy and empathy were working against him, but so far to him it really did seem like he was in Elektra's mind.
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If they were in her head as he thought, then he as a telepath could control some things. He could even create an exit even if one didn't exist before.
"You have to want to get out," he told her. "Otherwise this isn't going to work."
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"I want to get out," She explains as if this should be obvious. Though really considering the fact she was talking to a figment it probably wasn't obvious at all. "It doesn't want me to leave."
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"This is all in your head, Elektra. You have the power to get out, or you can just make the cage stronger."
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"I'm ready. Do it."
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"I guess I did," he answered with a thoughtful frown. "I told you I was getting you out of here."
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