http://toariversodeep.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] toariversodeep.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] insertmeathere2009-11-05 08:54 pm

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You find yourself in a place.

This place, in fact, is somehow, inexplicably, a reflection of your own mind.

There are a few doors scattered around. They don't belong—they are styled to belong to other places. Stepping through the doors lets you visit the places like this that belong to the people you know.

What do you do?

[identity profile] itsmynamenow.livejournal.com 2009-11-06 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Jeez, did I start playing a bad vid-game by accident or what?"

Joking aside, Terry's little, well, domain seems pretty stereotypically teen-aged-male-ish. Fragments of fantasies about girls and nice cars, school assignments bouncing around, everything incredibly cluttered and disorganized.

But there's one corner of his mind that stands out. It's the mouth to a near light-less cavern. Looking into it, you can see shadowy features. A bar-door like the ones you see in prisons, a smashed window and what looks like some sort of gang graffiti, an ambulance and the worlds 'HA HA HA' scrawled across a wall. And hanging overhead, all throughout the cavern, are hundreds of bats of all sorts of species.

And even if no one else can tell, Terry knows that the cavern's been getting bigger in the past couple of years.

[identity profile] thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com 2009-11-06 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
Using the door is for sissies and humans! In the middle of the air, a window appears. Satori opens it, leaning curiously into Terry's mindscape.

She doesn't seem impressed.

"How predictable. C+ at best." Satori judges the space idly, leaning out a bit further to peer into the dark corner. "Only one little corner is even remotely interesting."

[identity profile] beyondgotham.livejournal.com 2009-11-06 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'm sorry my mind isn't interesting enough. Little brat..."

And don't think he doesn't see you peering into the cavern. He's keeping his eye on you, missy. He doesn't need, or want, people poking around in the darker side of his psyche.

[identity profile] thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com 2009-11-06 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Satori floats in through the window, poking a pile of discarded memories with her foot. "It's a mess in here. Have you ever considered psychoanalysis?"

[identity profile] beyondgotham.livejournal.com 2009-11-06 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, no poking at my memories, I need those," Terry says, scowling a bit. "Wait... why would I need psychoana-whatever?"

[identity profile] thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com 2009-11-06 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"It would help you tidy up in here, among other things." Satori eyes the dark cavern again. "I'm not very good with the subconscious, but I know someone who is."

[identity profile] beyondgotham.livejournal.com 2009-11-06 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"'Tidy up'? What are you, my mother?" Terry reeeeally doesn't want a lecture on his thinking habits. He follows Satori's gaze towards the corner, but doesn't say anything about it.