Thankfully, despite any drama major/club stereotypes, he's spared that.
Unfortunately, what waits three doors down the untouched hallway of thud-origin isn't a great deal better. Doubly sad, given the careful setup. Lights had been dimmed. Masterfully repurposed prop wall hangings have been bound together to form a rope long enough to tie around a person twice. Once at the waist, another at the neck, and with the former under a costume it's a surprisingly fair facsimile. Comically pale, dramatic makeup had been crudely rubbed askew. Eyeliner made to run, bluer around the lips. As one does.
She isn't much of an actress, but skittering around in the woods long enough gives one a fairly good impression of truly dead eyes. And she waits, cold and still as clay, suspended with enough space between her and the floor for this to truly be a feasible hanging.
The werewolf was the intended target, or, best case scenario, Bucky and the werewolf. Steps are identifiable as a lone non-rescuer too late to do much of anything. It's less fun with just the one person, she realizes, dimly, once the door opens.
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Date: 2020-03-30 09:21 pm (UTC)Unfortunately, what waits three doors down the untouched hallway of thud-origin isn't a great deal better. Doubly sad, given the careful setup. Lights had been dimmed. Masterfully repurposed prop wall hangings have been bound together to form a rope long enough to tie around a person twice. Once at the waist, another at the neck, and with the former under a costume it's a surprisingly fair facsimile. Comically pale, dramatic makeup had been crudely rubbed askew. Eyeliner made to run, bluer around the lips. As one does.
She isn't much of an actress, but skittering around in the woods long enough gives one a fairly good impression of truly dead eyes. And she waits, cold and still as clay, suspended with enough space between her and the floor for this to truly be a feasible hanging.
The werewolf was the intended target, or, best case scenario, Bucky and the werewolf. Steps are identifiable as a lone non-rescuer too late to do much of anything. It's less fun with just the one person, she realizes, dimly, once the door opens.
...Oops.