03 ▒ EVENT: STRELA OUTPOST ▒ ASSIMILATION

[ataraxites]

CHARACTERS: Ensemble production!
LOCATION: Strela Outpost.
WARNINGS: Mind horror, hivemindery, etc.
SUMMARY: Communal brainwashing.
NOTES: Divided by locations; players are free to indicate which day/stage, and to begin new subthreads wherever they'd like!

Looks like the authorities have apprehended you and have brought you in for processing. After being forced to wait in the waiting room, you're brought to the assimilation room - a terrible white cell, where you're trapped for hours, sentenced to be slowly stripped of your individuality.

Comments

[ripstides]

I've had worse, your highness, so don't sweat it too much over me. [ in Percy-speak, that's code for: look at all the people bleeding out of multiple holes in their bodies. still, he has to admit if he's going to hell in a handbasket it's better to go there with friends than without.

he's getting up because he means it; he has had worse than the aches or strains he feels now, in standing at Robb's side. he can't have a friend worrying about him when it isn't warranted. maybe he's not physically invulnerable, maybe he never will be again but that doesn't mean he can't handle more thrown at him. they take that drive out of him and he's already dead. ] How did they manage to catch you?

[northerner]

I think you may as well call me Robb.

[ because this was the second time they'd been dropped into a dangerous situation together, wasn't it? and robb doesn't lay aside his title very often here, but it seems appropriate now, to dismiss the formality. they're brothers in arms, the way he and jon snow had been, the way he and theon were. so long as the title held where everyone was watching, then what was a bit of familarity in private? ]

I came quietly. They took me as I left the shuttle, saying they feared my wolf. I didn't realize I was to be imprisoned until it was too late.