dinmaf party time

an abrupt stop to our dance of death (RETCONNED, ARCHIVED) / death-scene

Morning all! Hopefully at least some of you slept well. All seems to be well, no one’s missing, all is…wait, what’s that on the floor? Is that…a finger? [gore tw] It’s almost like a depraved scavenger hunt, following the trail of body parts. Another finger here, part of an arm there, a part of a leg over there…until you finally find the room. You almost can’t recognize him like this. A dark liquid oozes on the floor, pooling from the crushed mess of a body on the floor. If you look a little ways off, though…you see part of an arm, with clawed fingertips that likely once glowed with the circuitry within it. A very familiar arm. A look closer at the mess on the floor…and you can make out a once familiar scarf. Suddenly, those screams you thought you had imagined? They seemed to be all too real.

To: daytime-1

Good morning. Somewhere in these fair halls, within the armory, yet another one of your friends(?) appears to be missing... In fact, there seems to be more than one this time. When you find him, his state is quite dire. At least this time, you didn't hear screams coming from this way. There's a stab through his non-nasod arm, several stab wounds on his chest... And oh is that blood around his mouth? Although, strange, he doesn't seem to have any injuries within his mouth. Is this blood even his? (neck injury) And outside of that, his neck has been completely torn apart, a rather large entry hole.... Did the culprit do this with their bare hands?

The dawn of a new day arrives with bated breath. Celebrations of surviving a day without death are short lived and bittersweet. If one were to tread closer to the looming robot ahead, they might find.. A trail of teal-- blood..? How odd. At first, it begins in an abnormal dribbling until a leg is seen at the start of what marks a gruesome discovery. Cw body horror/gore Until his last breath, devotion to his one and only light remained true, as it is with his dilapidated heart and completely caved in abdomen that one might wonder: how? Strange that they should meet here, as those dark, lifeless eyes hold up to their reputation more so now. A shout - two of them in fact, were lost to the air. A shame that no one was around to hear his desperate, dying pleas of his lover's name.

To: daytime-1