Ben Hargreeves ๐ โ6 (
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hellhouse2019-06-20 02:59 pm
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Trying not to repeat what everyone else has said, but this place is a nightmare. I turn around and the door I just went through disappears. I'm in a hall way, somewhere, and at least this time nothing is going on, but it's still a bit annoying to just walk and walk and get no where. Someone talk to me?
Rikki, if you're hearing this, I hope you're okay. I tried following you through that door but it just wouldn't open.
To anyone who wants to run into him though, he is literally walking down a long hall way, alone, bored, and looking for a door out of here. If you happen to open a door on his hall way, hold it open for him, yeah?
He's in black suit with the jacket off and in his hands. Dark hair is well combed and in place still, but he looks tired. Looks uncomfortable. Ben's been walking for a while. He's looking for Rikki still, or just a open damn door. Hopefully one that doesn't led to pool again. He's been there at least once.
Ben's not dead here. Not a ghost. He's physical and alive and tired. He's not felt tired in ages. Or temperature either, and he was feeling over heated right now. Worn out at least. He's sure this hall way was ramping up the heat too. But he walked, looking back once in a while, or even wandering back and checking floor and ceiling for doors as well as walls. But nothing. It was like it was doing it's best to keep him separated from others.
{ooc: open to [action] or "prose"]. Take your pick!}
Rikki, if you're hearing this, I hope you're okay. I tried following you through that door but it just wouldn't open.
To anyone who wants to run into him though, he is literally walking down a long hall way, alone, bored, and looking for a door out of here. If you happen to open a door on his hall way, hold it open for him, yeah?
He's in black suit with the jacket off and in his hands. Dark hair is well combed and in place still, but he looks tired. Looks uncomfortable. Ben's been walking for a while. He's looking for Rikki still, or just a open damn door. Hopefully one that doesn't led to pool again. He's been there at least once.
Ben's not dead here. Not a ghost. He's physical and alive and tired. He's not felt tired in ages. Or temperature either, and he was feeling over heated right now. Worn out at least. He's sure this hall way was ramping up the heat too. But he walked, looking back once in a while, or even wandering back and checking floor and ceiling for doors as well as walls. But nothing. It was like it was doing it's best to keep him separated from others.
{ooc: open to [action] or "prose"]. Take your pick!}
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Oh man, food sounds great. I haven't had to eat in a while now.
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Don't get too excited. They're stale. They'll do, though.
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It's been over a decade since I've had to eat. the thought of food completely skipped my mind.
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( She'll blast out a wall if she has to. She could burn this whole place down, and if it doesn't let them out soon, she just might. )
...oh, right... I forgot about that.
( Forgot; still didn't entirely believe beyond that she believed that Ben believes it? Does that count? )
Well, when I find you, you can have half the crackers. One less smoothie on the house when we get out of here, but, you know.
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How many people are even here?
[Look, if he finds out his brother Klaus is here, he can vouch for him?]
Awesome. Though you make sure you save enough for yourself. I don't want to dig into your rations, and we might need to be careful about food too...
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I dunno. A handful, at least, judging by what I've seen with what little looking back I've done.
Oh, I'm not giving you any of what I've already mentally rationed for myself, America. I like you, but not that much.
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BEN
PRIVATE TO BEN AND RIKKI
BEN AND RIKKI
{Imagine meeting you here
He tries yet another door he's come across, expecting nothing but another weird thing to exist in front of him suddenly. Except what he finds on the other side of that door isn't weird at all, it's-- "Ben?!" His eyes widen and he darts from the door down the hallway toward his brother.
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So he took the other door and ended up walking, walking, walking.
When he hears a door open his head lifts from looking at the floor to seeing ... "Klaus!?" His eyes go wide and he starts towards him, but not to greet him, more in a panic, hands out before him. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, don't let the door close!" It's the first door he'd seen in hours.
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"Shit." the door disappears as soon as his fingers touch the doorhandle. He spins back around on his heel to face his brother, apologetically guilt-ridden. "Sorry... I haven't- seen anybody in like... days and I didn't know you were here and-- I just- I wasn't-" He huffs a disappointed sigh in himself and quietly says again, "Sorry, Ben." Classic Klaus, always a fuck-up!
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And as if something just clicked. He was able to touch Rikki, which, with out sounding creepy, felt amazing, because it was the first person he could reach out to since forever. "Oh my god, man." He said, standing there, staring in shock at the other man. He wanted to reach out and hug him but suddenly he wondered if anything was real. Maybe Rikki wasn't real at all and he's just tripping.
He reached a hand out to Klaus, drew it back, reached out again, letting fingers just touch his shoulder. Then out of no where Klaus would feel himself grabbed and yanked forward hard, drawn into an impossibly tight hug. Arms wrapped around him like an octopus. "Dude..." his face buried into the others neck and shoulder as he seemed to disappear into the hug for a moment.
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Ben is touching him.
Ben is hugging him.
And for a second he can't even breathe, can't respond, frozen for a beat before his arms remember how to work and he clings back tightly, tears swelled in his eyes. "Holyshit, Ben. Am I- is it- Fuck, I'm glad you're here." He won't let go until Ben decides he needs to.
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But he does ramble, just a bit. "I donno! I donno! I don't know what's going on. I thought-- I thought when it said Hell that I might have passed over, and here I am trapped in Hell and Oh god, Please don't be dead too. Is this what happens to us if you die? Fuck, Klaus." He squeezed tighter a moment, before drawing back, hands on both his shoulders and looking him in the face.
He can touch him. Oh my god! "Holyshit!" They were standing in a darkened hall way with no doors and Ben didn't care at the moment. "Is this real?"
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The door in the face thing really hurt. I don't recommend it to anyone, but sounds like you'd agree already.
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Yeah, well I mean it didn't hit me, but it only barely just missed. I'd like to opt out of future grabby plants, too, if I could. That would be aces.
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Oh, mine literally hit me. Shoved me back. And I'm really sure it wasn't Rikki that did it.
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Can't speak for anyone else, but if you make noise and I hear I'll try and give you a hand. Not exactly easy in this place, though, I'm contemplating pulling a Hansel and Gretel at this point and leaving breadcrumbs.
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I tried that with my friend, but I can do it again. Banging on the wall right now. It's almost soundless in this hall, and it's dark as hell. I feel like the sound is disappearing into the darkness. A dumb as that sounds...
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Considering how many other things in this place that don't follow the normal rules of reality I'm not putting anything passed possible or dismissing it as dumb, personally. I'll bang on doors I pass too - if I hit one near you bang back and I'll get through one way or another.
I'm Carol, by the way.
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[and he is banging on walls as he passes them, because that's all he's ran into are walls.]
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