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sixthiterationlogs2017-10-28 09:24 pm
71st_victor) wrote in sixthiterationlogs2017-10-28 09:24 pm
oh take me back to the start
WHO: Johanna Mason
WHERE: Fountain
WHEN: October 28th
OPEN TO: OTA
WARNINGS: Johanna will be suffering from some very recent PTSD and there will be trauma. Please note that Johanna's hair will have all been shaved off, she has bruises and scabs, and is in her red scrubs again when found.
fountain
The shocks are coming. Everything is water around her, which means that the shocks are going to come next, they're going to put them on her and make her scream. No, no. Not this time. No! She's not giving anything up, you fuckers, when are you going to learn...
But the water keeps rising, surrounding her, choking her lungs. She needs to fight, like she has before, but everything in her mind starts to shut down when the water rushes her ears and makes her feel sick, because she knows that they're coming for her with the electricity after and they'll make her scream and weep and shake until she pisses herself, but she won't give them anything. She's not going to give them anything. Why won't they just kill her?
Why do they always put her back in the water?
This water is different, though. It's not the buckets that she's used to and the water seems to be pushing her out. It's enough to make the part of her brain that has sense kick in and start to fight, hauling great lungfuls of what she wants to be air, but only gets more water. She thrashes, fights, and kicks, screaming the whole way up until she broaches the surface of the water and that's when she remembers.
Here, the village, she's here, but she's not. She was somewhere else, being tortured, but she's always been here. Inhaling in sharp, panicked breaths, that haze of memories falls away when Johanna realizes she's still submerged in water and she knows what comes after that. "Get me out! Get me out, get me out of here, get me out!" she screams, borderline panicked shrieking, fighting to get to the edge of the fountain, but doing more damage as she only ends up submerging herself so many times that the fight bleeds away and the shock rolls in, leaving her half catatonic as she scrabbles to dig her nails into the fountain, until they're bloody with the effort.
bed rest - for bodhi
She's been lying in bed for days now, without speaking much to anyone or moving. She'll haul herself out to use the facilities, drink something that might blind her (or take away the pain) and then she's back to bed. She doesn't want to talk to anyone and she doesn't want to even get near water. When she closes her eyes to sleep, she wakes up screaming, so she's stopped doing that, too, the end result meaning that she has dark bags under her eyes.
She's exhausted and even though she's supposedly safe, she just sees another trap and one that put her through the torture of water knowing, somehow, what happened to her.
When she hears footsteps near the door, she turns over in the bed and drags the blankets up with her bandaged hands, mumbling a tired, 'just come in' when it sounds like whoever is there isn't just coming inside. For all that she's exhausted and worn, she hasn't lost all of her bite.
WHERE: Fountain
WHEN: October 28th
OPEN TO: OTA
WARNINGS: Johanna will be suffering from some very recent PTSD and there will be trauma. Please note that Johanna's hair will have all been shaved off, she has bruises and scabs, and is in her red scrubs again when found.
fountain
The shocks are coming. Everything is water around her, which means that the shocks are going to come next, they're going to put them on her and make her scream. No, no. Not this time. No! She's not giving anything up, you fuckers, when are you going to learn...
But the water keeps rising, surrounding her, choking her lungs. She needs to fight, like she has before, but everything in her mind starts to shut down when the water rushes her ears and makes her feel sick, because she knows that they're coming for her with the electricity after and they'll make her scream and weep and shake until she pisses herself, but she won't give them anything. She's not going to give them anything. Why won't they just kill her?
Why do they always put her back in the water?
This water is different, though. It's not the buckets that she's used to and the water seems to be pushing her out. It's enough to make the part of her brain that has sense kick in and start to fight, hauling great lungfuls of what she wants to be air, but only gets more water. She thrashes, fights, and kicks, screaming the whole way up until she broaches the surface of the water and that's when she remembers.
Here, the village, she's here, but she's not. She was somewhere else, being tortured, but she's always been here. Inhaling in sharp, panicked breaths, that haze of memories falls away when Johanna realizes she's still submerged in water and she knows what comes after that. "Get me out! Get me out, get me out of here, get me out!" she screams, borderline panicked shrieking, fighting to get to the edge of the fountain, but doing more damage as she only ends up submerging herself so many times that the fight bleeds away and the shock rolls in, leaving her half catatonic as she scrabbles to dig her nails into the fountain, until they're bloody with the effort.
bed rest - for bodhi
She's been lying in bed for days now, without speaking much to anyone or moving. She'll haul herself out to use the facilities, drink something that might blind her (or take away the pain) and then she's back to bed. She doesn't want to talk to anyone and she doesn't want to even get near water. When she closes her eyes to sleep, she wakes up screaming, so she's stopped doing that, too, the end result meaning that she has dark bags under her eyes.
She's exhausted and even though she's supposedly safe, she just sees another trap and one that put her through the torture of water knowing, somehow, what happened to her.
When she hears footsteps near the door, she turns over in the bed and drags the blankets up with her bandaged hands, mumbling a tired, 'just come in' when it sounds like whoever is there isn't just coming inside. For all that she's exhausted and worn, she hasn't lost all of her bite.