http://shesepankh.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] shesepankh.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2011-05-01 08:45 pm

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[The Underground has shifted.

The Underground has rearranged itself and has made way for a new chamber: dark and humid as any cave or grave or hollow, with walls alive with electric colors of paint in sour greens and jarring yellows and shrieking reds and all other piercing colors offensive to nature and splashed or shattered or stabbed onto the walls at angles and fractured points. Look carefully among those corners and jagged letters, and see words that may yet be familiar--words of poets and philosophers alike.

Come, Seeker, and pass through the narrow door, under the low lintel, and see what shelters in this cleft of concrete and heaved-up Underground, who has decked a chamber in broken glass and broken pipes, who lights the perpetual Underground night with flickering fluorescence and with sparks.

They are nimble, yet they are made of iron. They are mechanical, yet they are oiled in blood. They will hear and answer five questions from you and they would ask and hear five answers from you alike.

Mind their riddles and mind their claws (for their claws are words as much as they are iron).

A ward will bar the way, Intruder, if more than one should dare to enter at a time. The way is shut to you. And you shall neither see nor hear nor understand that which transpires between the Seeker and the Sphinxes.

Who Seeks?]

[ooc: For those players who volunteered their characters for an "interview" here, here is a log where your character can speak to the sphinxes. Feel free to do it in long form or action tags, as you please. But be prepared: the sphinxes can be merciless--! Good luck...]

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-05-02 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Those colors are amazing to Terezi, and she hesitates outside, sniffing audibly. Berries and cinnamons and sharp, tangy fruits are what she intreprets them as, and she grins.]

Delicious.

[That guard in front of the door is more than a little intriguing to her, and so she immediately approaches. Investigation is obviously needed!]

Are we allowed in?

[ooc; Ummm, Karkat is with her, if that's okay! So I guess the order can be Terezi, Ward, Karkat for the first few tags?]

[identity profile] trollsbackwards.livejournal.com 2011-05-02 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ all the colors are a fucking eyesore to Karkat. too much like all the blood painting the walls of the lab he had been oh so reminded of before coming back to the city. he has no idea why he's even agreed to come along - oh wait. he does know. because he's not about to lose another teammate, especially Terezi.

so what does a leader troll do that really doesn't want to be around this place? fold his arms over his chest and grump. ]


This is so goddamn stupid...

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-05-02 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Terezi just ignores Karkat's bitching, as usual.]

Okay. Let's go, then.

[She grabs Karkat's wrist and attempts to drag him after her.]

[ooc; That's cool! Thanks!]

[identity profile] trollsbackwards.livejournal.com 2011-05-02 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ aaand Karkat is noticing that. what the fuck? no, seriously. just what the hell is inside of there?

his attention turns back to Terezi. just one? cue one sneering and NOT HAPPY Karkat.]


Is there some fucking rule or whatever? What the shit, man... Is this some kind of goddamn line to get in to see what freakish creature is behind the theatrical curtain?

If you think for one fucking moment that I'm stepping in there by my self, then you've got another coming. And don't you even entertain the notion that you'll just go in instead, Pyrope!

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-05-02 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Blah blah blah, Karkat! This close, the scent of blood floods her nose, and though she can't see the thing, she can hear the gentle clink of metal on metal. She pauses.]

What is this? A game? A trap?

[identity profile] saynotnaught.livejournal.com 2011-05-02 01:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ another creature slinks by the second, licking that same metallic paw with faint interest. ]

Two plus six, divide by four, add five, and five, and five, take thirteen, plus seven, take ten, multiply by nothing, add three, take two, makes... makes...

[ The mumbling ceases, the sphinx staring at its visitors absently ]

Makes...

[identity profile] heremakhet.livejournal.com 2011-05-02 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
One.

[Yet another comes dropping from above as a cat does. More metal and gears whirring or perhaps it could be a purr.]

One enters the same leaves.

[identity profile] heremakhet.livejournal.com 2011-05-02 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[A motion that begins as a nod turns into a nuzzle as it brushes past the first of it's kin and then the second. The gnashing sound of metal makes the motion less sweet.]

The same. The one.

[A clawed paw motions at Terezi.]

[identity profile] trollsbackwards.livejournal.com 2011-05-03 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
Shit...

[ these things are giving him bad vibes. ]

Fuck this. Terezi. We're going the fuck back. NOW.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-05-03 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Terezi listens to their mumbled, rambling conversation with interest, dropping Karkat's wrist.]

So I'm the lucky winner, huh?

[Going back is pretty much the last thing she wants to do right now. She shoots Karkat a grin.]

I will be fine. Don't worry.

[Annnd with that, she opens the door, stepping forward over the threshold, cane in hand.]

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-05-03 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Terezi grins, baring her creepy pointed teeth.]

I can't see. You aren't going to make fun of a blind girl, are you?

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-05-03 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[She tilts her head, placing both hands on the head of her cane.]

Yes, I guess you could say I can "see" you. You smell like blood and metal and sharpness.

Why did you want me here?

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-05-03 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
I'm investigating. Do I get to interrogate you?

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-05-03 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[She rocks back on her heels, considering for a moment.]

That sounds faaair. Deal.

[identity profile] 4llth3just1c3.livejournal.com 2011-05-03 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
[She pauses thoughtfully, then cants her head to the side again. They're being so vague that it's hard to tell what will get a good answer out of them, so she starts simple:]

Why are people being brought from other universes to this one?

[identity profile] saynotnaught.livejournal.com 2011-05-03 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The sibling stirs from its grooming, staring around itself in sudden awareness, as if sensing danger. ]

Because taking from one, but not the other wouldn't be fair. I don't like to be unfair.

[ It flops back against the ground tiredly. ]

Why do you bleed?