Lost Souls Asylum (HawkPrincess x Dethcoffee)

[Zerataku]

This is a 1x1 between @Dethbycoffee and myself. Rating is M for mature, because of dark themes. I will be playing Muse A and my partner will be playing Muse B.

Lost Souls Asylum is said to be the most intense, extreme, and horrifying haunted house in America. To enter, one must be over 18, sign a waver, and be in excellent physical condition. Only two people are allowed in at a time, and only one pair is accepted per night. By reservation only, and admission price being only a dog food donation to Operation Greyhound, it’s not even guaranteed you will be invited to enter. There is no safe word and no quitting, no exceptions, and the experience can last up to 5 hours during the short tour and 10 on the long.

Muse A and a friend are lucky enough to get a spot on the guest list, after months of trying to get reservations, and just in time for Halloween. However, upon the date of the event, Muse A’s friend bails on them, but Muse A won’t give up the opportunity and decides to go it alone. Muse B is an actor in the Asylum. They are allowed to touch, gag, push, grab, and even tie up Muse A, they can put things in their mouth, dump buckets of blood on them, lock them in coolers or coffins, anything that isn’t illegal. What sort of terrifying, twisted things will Muse B come up with to put Muse A through? And how far will Muse A before they’re overcome by fear?

Muse B will be Sherie, a mother of two who is a dominatrix and enjoys the more thrilling aspects of life. She's constantly challenging the threshold of what she can and can't take, and has been volunteering at the Lost Souls Asylum for 5 years now as a demented nurse.

 

[InactiveCoffee]

Muse A is Carson, a single college student nearing graduation. He'd been trying to get into seeing the Asylum since discovering it, as he is attending the local university. That was 3 years ago. He'd spent near four years submitting applications to go through this haunted house that claimed to be the best. And it's ratings surely helped it's case. He was super excited when he received his letter saying he was accepted to participate in this heart-wrenching horror house. He couldn't wait. He had a friend who had said they'd so with, but bailed only a few days prior to their attendance. He shrugged it off and decided he'd go alone, since he'd been wanting to go for so long and he didn't know when his next chance at this would be.

Carson stood beside his car, staring at this huge building that now stood before him. It was once an old university, and next door had been a hospital. When both buildings had been decommissioned for use as what they were intended, apparently an old horror fanatic had purchased both of the properties. Now they were connected, and scary just didn't cut it as a description of the vibe this place gave off. The front lawn, huge, was littered with weather worn grave stones placed in a haphazard way, some small, others larger monuments. Including a few weeping angels. Carson shook himself as a shiver ran down his spine, clutching the ticket paper in his hand as he stared. A grin spread over his face, "Oh this is going to be so awesome!" he said, his voice thrumming with excitement. He struck out a foot and began walking toward the main gate that started the opening to this massive haunted house. A ten foot fence with barbed wire topping ran the full circumference of the double wide property, and not far down, in what looked like pens, were various creatures with major disgusting features. There was no penny spared to make things look as convincing as possible without over stepping the lines of legal and illegal.


He held out the paper to the guard that sat in the small booth, and smiled. Though the guard looked none to pleased about his presence. He didn't bother to say anything, since it looked as though the guard looked uncomfortable in his skin sitting there and waiting for the attendants. "You it?" he asked in a slightly gruff voice. Carson nodded to him, and mentioned something about his friend bailing on him. The guard nodded to him, and then hit the button that would allow Carson access to the grounds. He grinned with giddy anticipation. This was going to be a long night, but at least he was going to be fun. He had signed up for the long tour after all.

 

[Zerataku]

She watched intently behind shadowed eyes as the boy walked into the building. He looked young and innocent, and he was alone, which would make her antics far more fun. She was surprised, as not a lot of people came into this place alone, but was ecstatic because it gave her free reign to have fun and experiment with her own boundaries. Her makeup had been finished merely three minutes before, and she was angry that the volunteer makeup artist had taken so long, which would only fuel her rage and possibly even take it to new heights.


She quickly met him at the door before anyone else had the chance to claim him, her demeanor that of the nurses in Silent Hill as she walked strange and silent. "I am.. your guide through this monstrous Hell tonight. Are you sure you're ready for what is to come? If not, turn back now. If you think you are, however, join me in the doctors operating room." She turned and began walking toward a room off to the left, looking back to see if he was following. She decided she would take it easy on him at first, but was Hell bent on making some new expectations to live up to for this place tonight.

 

[InactiveCoffee]

Carson jumped when someone greeted him, the eerie look of the woman almost enticing as her appearance sent a shiver down his spine. He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat, and gave her a small grin. "Awesome. Undead nurse. This great." He said lightly, following after her to what he figured was the operating room since that was what she had called it. He looked around at the spooky building, a grin on his face. Of course, he was getting chills from just how spooky this place was, as it all seemed almost to realistic.


But he liked creepy and spooky, so this was more like an amusement park for the moment. The way the walls looked like they were crumbling, even though he knew they were structurally stable to make sure anyone and everyone inside was safe. The way some parts seemed to ooze fluids that he was sure was supposed to be blood. He let a minor thought pass through if they made their own blood or if perhaps they purchased extra from blood banks from all over so they had something authentic? He shuddered at that idea, and quickly pushed it away. They had to make their own, right?