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 Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 8:50 am
As you walk around (if you are in a group there is only ONE), a small pet begins to follow you. It is up to you what appearance they take. It loyally chases after you no matter where you go. It is obedient to your commands and seems rather intelligent.
As you play around with this pet, you begin to notice it has a couple of strange defects. Eyes growing on its back. An extra pair teeth from its chest. Legs protruding from its cut open belly. The defects get worse and worse, and the pet slowly grows more hostile. Eventually, you have to put it out of its misery. (5 HP to defeat it, it does -1 auto damage). If you decide to SPARE IT it will hurt you instead (or one person in your group) for HALF YOUR HEALTH before it disappears.
When the event is over, add +10 infection to your character's infection meter
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 12:30 pm
A cat.
A cat in this dismal place. It was a strange reminder of the world outside it all, or the world that had been before. It was without thinking that she sat next to it at first and petted its head, the whole animal arching and curving into her touch approvingly. But she couldn't stay, they couldn't stay, so she had kept going, because there was nothing she could do about it all.
It was almost tragic when a little further along the way, it appeared again, tail up, happily looking to receive further petting.
She was concerned that it had decided to follow them, more paranoid than she would admit about everything, not just harmless house cats.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 5:45 am
Ras took instantly to the cat, talking to it softly the moment it appeared from out of the fog.
"How did you get out here?" he asked, stooping to offer the back of his hand. A lot of pets had been abandoned over the course of the virus, and the streets weren't safe for anything moving without a green glow in its eyes.
As they rested in the foggy, endless yard he stroked their new companion, his fingers brushing gently against Gilda's whenever they overlapped.
He clucked soft compliments about its fur as he scratched its chin. He didn't press Gilda along, it was her that set the pace, but when she got up he followed her companionably, trying to ignore the constant whispering and shift of faces.
"Hello," he said sweetly when the cat reappeared. "Do you think it's lost too?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:01 am
Gilda tried not to get sappy about the way Ras responded to the cat, surprised by the softness the other man was capable of, she had only seen him be slightly cold with other people around her, though she suspected in retrospect that that might well have had something to do with the fact that those other people had been potential competition. She didn't say anything about it, and had moved them on because every moment they dawdled was supplies they didn't possess.
She eyed the cat as it reappeared, trying to push aside the paranoia that something was off about the creature.
"I don't know." she said. "But I've never been followed by a cat before."
Leaning a little closer, she eyed the feline and frowned. "Is it hurt?" she said, reaching out to touch a strange gouge on the cat's shoulder. It twitched and opened as an eye and she recoiled.
"I don't... I don't know if it its a cat." she said, hesitantly. "Can you see that?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:23 am
Ras pushed the fur aside with his hand, exposing the rolling eye, which looked healthy in spite of its placement on his shoulder.
He stroked the cat while he looked at it.
"I don't know much about it," he confessed, "It's not green. We don't know what caused all this in the first place. Maybe it's effecting more than just people. ...You're friendly anyway, aren't you?" He asked quietly, rubbing his knuckles against his cheek.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:28 am
Gilda was almost as unnerved by the way that Ras responded to the cat as she was by the strange eye itself. "It's not green but it's an EYE." she said, slowly in case he had missed it.
The cat bristled slightly and she stepped back a bit from it as its tail puffed up and flicked.
She shook her head. "Can we just leave it?" she asked, turning to begin to walk away. "It will be fine."
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:33 am
Ras stood up amenably, nodding and fumbling with his pockets.
"I wonder what its been eating," he mumbled. They barely had enough for themselves. "I don't think pets can have chocolate, can they? I'd wanted to try that restaurant but..." he shivered. "They have good vegetables and wine, and they still-"
He mourned again privately for the Warden.
"Is it still a good idea? To go back to the Prison?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:43 am
She glanced back in the direction of the cat they'd left behind at the mention of food, realising with a horrible kind of logic that they probably could have ate it, before pushing that thought aside, they'd get ill from whatever it was no doubt, or well...more ill than they were.
"Maybe people." she offered. "Maybe it really wasn't a cat." She added as an afterthought. "Don't give it your stuff." She reached out to take his hand as they went, needing the contact more than she would let on, shaken by the slow corruption of creatures which weren't even human.
"Do we have other options?" she asked grimly. "It's go back to the prison or stay out here where people like the Warden can just stumble on us while we sleep. "
The cat this time circled ahead of them, only now it no longer looked friendly, walking in the same repetitive pattern, fluffed up and limping, looking like it had been in a fight with something at a distance but as they got nearer simply like there was something horribly wrong with it.
Gilda was tempted to walk right past it and hope Ras didn't see it.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:49 am
Ras swallowed thickly, "The men in the casino weren't infected, but I wouldn't want to stay there. I'm just worried that-" he squeezed her hand.
When the cat showed up again, Ras (who in spite of his bumbling around was alert) did notice, and clucked his tongue gently.
"Oh, look. Are you hurt?" he asked. "Gilda, someone's..." he trailed off as he noticed the extra paw, and the way the shoulder jutted above the cat's ear. "Or- something's....wrong. Is it the same cat...?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 10:57 am
Gilda cringed. "It has the same markings." she said, as if this made the thing any better. "I think it's dying."
She hoped it was dying, but it probably wasn't.
"If it isn't we should... maybe we should stop it going..wherever it is going. I .. I don't think it is good letting it end up a monster."
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 11:00 am
Ras slowed. "Stop it?" he asked, rubbing his arm uncomfortably.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 11:02 am
She took out the knife distantly and eyed it.
"Do the...kind thing?" she was so paranoid, so constantly beset with the idea of being followed. If this thing followed them, it would be horrible. It could get worse and worse.
"I mean. It might hurt someone."
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 1:20 pm
"Hurt?" Ras asked, "It was...alright before. Do you think it's in pain?"
He stooped again to kneel, clucking at it again and sadly holding out the handle of his own knife for it to sniff and rub its cheek on.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 2:07 pm
"Almost certainly." she said grimly. "Just look at it, it LOOKS like it is in pain and it is only going to get worse if it is deteriorating so very rapidly."
She tensed a little as he knelt and put himself precariously close to face level with the creature.
"I think we really need to put it out of its misery." Before it became a very specific sort of misery to them. Even if it didn't attack them it could potentially draw other undying creatures in their direction.
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Toshihiko Two rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-8)
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 2:09 pm
Ras nodded, expression twisting into regret. It hissed at him sporatically even as it nudged the knife, not the creature they'd first met, hunched and wounded and deformed.
"I'll do it," he said softly, shushing the cat and reaching out to pet the parts of its fur that weren't mangled, before turning the blade around.
He meant for it to be a quick gesture, but instead his hand quavered, and he ended up wiping tears off on his shoulder instead.
"It'll- it'll be okay," he soothed, even as it suddenly bit him.
HP: 49
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