Vinipote
Two heads are better than one
You've just received an email.
Your application is in proc ess.
What application?
A day later, you receive another email.
Your applcation ha s be en accepted
Fifteen minutes later, another email.
The message field is blank. When you blink, there's a red flash, and a rapid flicker of images. You open your eyes, and they're gone. Your imagination? They went by too quickly to identify, all you know is you're left with a sense of unease.
An hour passes, and your head begins to throb. When you close your eyes, the same sensation of flickering images plagues you. They're growing increasingly vibrant, you can recognize dim figures, flashes of eyes, teeth, viscera. It is a little unappetizing.
That night, you receive an email.
SIT DOWN
Whether you heed the email's advice or not, your fingertips start to feel cold. A tingling numbness spreads up your arms, overwhelming your body faster than you can properly react to. Frigid darkness blots the light from your eyes, and you fall unconscious.
You awake exactly 12 hours later. A chill permeates your body, as if icewater fills your stomach.
You have a message waiting for you on your phone.
It's only ten minutes away. Maybe you should go.
Dead End: You are newly employed by dark, otherworldly forces. Your boss is Mr. Death. Your task is to maintain the balance between life and death, to monitor the border between this and the underworld, and to file the appropriate paperwork.
Send New Email
New Email Received
xjjssn77nn@hotmail.com
Your applica tion is in pro cess.
Your application is in proc ess.
What application?
A day later, you receive another email.
Send New Email
New Email Received
xjjssn77nn@hotmail.com
;;Your app plication has been accepte d
Your applcation ha s be en accepted
Fifteen minutes later, another email.
Send New Email
New Email Received
xjjssn77nn@hotmail.com
WELCOME PACKAGE
The message field is blank. When you blink, there's a red flash, and a rapid flicker of images. You open your eyes, and they're gone. Your imagination? They went by too quickly to identify, all you know is you're left with a sense of unease.
An hour passes, and your head begins to throb. When you close your eyes, the same sensation of flickering images plagues you. They're growing increasingly vibrant, you can recognize dim figures, flashes of eyes, teeth, viscera. It is a little unappetizing.
That night, you receive an email.
Send New Email
New Email Received
xjjssn77nn@hotmail.com
SIT DOWN
SIT DOWN
Whether you heed the email's advice or not, your fingertips start to feel cold. A tingling numbness spreads up your arms, overwhelming your body faster than you can properly react to. Frigid darkness blots the light from your eyes, and you fall unconscious.
You awake exactly 12 hours later. A chill permeates your body, as if icewater fills your stomach.
You have a message waiting for you on your phone.
RESTRICTED
777 DOGWOOD CT. #203
DRINK SOME ORANGE JUICE.
It's only ten minutes away. Maybe you should go.
Dead End: You are newly employed by dark, otherworldly forces. Your boss is Mr. Death. Your task is to maintain the balance between life and death, to monitor the border between this and the underworld, and to file the appropriate paperwork.
I am not really new to the site but i lost my old profile so i had to start this one.
