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CHOP CHOP, the crowd yells dread, HAVE IT DONE AND LOSE YOUR HEAD, JUST A MOMENT, FOLLOW OURS INSTEAD, LISTEN TO IT, CEASE His TREAD, YOU WON'T FEEL THE TEARS He'll SHED.
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Litany, Sinrow's owner, has staticky grey skin, three black eyes with white iris, no mouth nor no nose yet can talk and smell, fancy black hair, shadowy clawed fingers, wearing a silver crown with black gems, a black gothic headdress with a white ruffled edge and white designs, a black suit jacket with a dark grey dress shirt and black tie in the design of his eye, a black overcoat with white outlines, a black fur cape with white patterns, black pants, and fancy black shoes. He has no love interest. Guilles, his loyal servants of hundreds of not thousands, are large headless humans who are monochrome in color palette, each one wearing a white dress shirt with long sleeves tucked into black gloves, a black tie, a black suit vest, black pants, a black belt save for the latch being white, and black boots. They can either come in male or female forms, but share the same purpose: to rip the heads off of their target. Litany's domain, Sinrow, consists of a desolate, concrete prison-like landscape stretching out throughout the entire stage. The main platform is littered with large concrete obstacles that obstruct the players path. Occasional smaller platforms extend to the sides, as well as rusty gates blocking the target's path that seem reminiscent of hydraulic presses. A black, cloudless sky stretches out above the area, and Litany's three eyes can be seen looming over the domain. Below the platform is an endless sea of water. A rusted shackle the target will wear around their neck, with 5 sharp hooks attached to it that hang downwards at first. If the target makes a mistake, one hook will spring up and stab the target's head. The Guilles march with their hands behind their back, always following you. The song that plays within Sinrow is titled "OFF WITH YOUR HEAD", an intense heavy percussion song that incorporates marching and funeral bells. It's first 50 seconds are composed of gentle percussion, marching, and ringing bells. The transition from 1:02 to 1:05 sets the song into motion, and once the 1:05 mark hits, that's when Litany shows up. After the fourth gate is opened, pink laser beams will shoot down from the sky, striking at a higher interval. After the eighth gate is opened, Litany will appear. His attacking method is simple—initially waiting five seconds or more, opening one eye, waiting two seconds, rinse and repeat. He will only go away once the target has survived his gaze. In the sky, his eyes will go from three to six. Yet they open at the same time. After the 11th gate has been opened, twice as many beams will strike at the same time. After the 25th gate is opened, the gates and obstacles in the target's path disappear, leaving the target on a single, narrow path leading forward. Instead of this, the volume of bolts striking the ground increase drastically. If the target makes it to the end of this path, Litany will be felled and they will have successfully cleared the domain. Some of the Guilles—most notably, the women—will reach out for you, as if trying to hug you. Do not be drawn to them. There are badges that one can obtain within Sinrow. Those being: "Problematic" — Wall kick a total of thirty times throughout Sinrow. This badge's description is: "We are people! We work together! We like eachother! We love eachother! It's a Joy! Except you, you are no Joy." The badge's picture is of you surrounded by Guilles, all of which standing next to each other, your left eye twitching. DROP IT — Get close to the Guilles, then quickly run away. This badge's description is: "COMPLY TO THE LIE, THAT GIVES US THE JOY, FROM WHICH WE BEG TO THRIVE. TRUTH'S THE ENEMY, YOU SHALL NEVER DENY. CONSTABLES OF SIN, WE WILL FIX YOU." The badge's picture is of a Guille in a yellow and pink pallete, holding a red baton, ready to swing it. MY HEAD — Fall Sinrow with A rank or higher. This badge's description is: "IS MY HEAD, AND IS NO OTHER'S." The badge's picture is of Litany's face, all three eyes closed and a black levitating effect below his chin, the background a black with white lines all over. AND... CUT! — Fall Sinrow with a P rank. This badge's description is: "I'M NO FOOL!" The badge's picture is of you in a suit like the Guilles, blood spraying outward from your neck, and your pupils in the shape of X's. MASSACRE MARCH — Fall Sinrow at MAX Severity. This badge's description is: "CONSTABLES OF SIN." The badge's picture is you in a black and red color pallete, outlined in red, holding the two hooks that have sprung up into your head. BRAZEN BULL — Fall Sinrow at MAX Severity with a P rank. This badge's description is: "YOU'LL NEVER CHANGE MY MIND." The badge's picture is identical to MASSACRE MARCH in color pallete, being a singular Guille with his hands behind his back. When MAX Severity is enabled, a ragged figure named Fool will appear. He has darkened worn-out grey skin, black eyes, unkempt black hair, wearing torn white robes with cut sleeves, a fabric bag mask with black dots for eyes, spiked shackles on his wrists connected to a chain linked to a large fetter resembling Litany, his warden. Fool cannot talk. Stares slowly set him off, and you must flash him with a flashlight to reset his "meter". He can float, always shifting into your peripheral in small movements. If he is set off, his head is torn off, and he begins to teleport towards you, gaining speed.
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Everyday, someone falls to coercion. To be pressured into something so wrong, so utterly abhorrent, that it changes oneself. They become a fool, a guile of sorts, repurposed into pressuring their peers. You are no different.
In this concrete wasteland, there is no hope. There is no reprieve. There is no guiding light that will sweep you up into its protecting arms. Not in Sinrow. Never in Sinrow. You only listen to him, to the eyes that bind you to their will.
The suffocating bronze shackle—clicked around your neck—is a constant reminder: make one mistake, and you'll soon be just like them. So you begin this march, this trial, but what is your goal? What is the overarching success that you hope to achieve?
You will never achieve it. Your success is a farce, a pity that must be swept away like all other mistakes. But you don't believe that. You never will. You never listen to them.
The question remains: be pressured, or pressure them?
[Lines for Litany] Spawning: "Already trembling." "Hmph." "Guilty." Surviving the first eye: "Hm..." "Looks like you have use." "Interesting." Surviving the second eye: "Humor me. One more time." "You're not one of them. ...yet." "Approaching the faraway gate?" Surviving the third and final eye: "You passed." Dying: "BAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" "I find the defendant... dead." "Why did you listen?"
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