Xi-Wang Zhào Rolling for weapon. Also, he goes with Option 1
He really didn't know why he was back at the hospital. He had no reason, none what so ever, and yet here he was on some tour of the place. He could remember the nurse, briefly, from the blood drive and took note of her pleasant personality. But he was honestly a bit tired and wouldn't mind just hurrying this up so he could go home and sleep.
However, it seemed things were not to be so easy for him. The lights flickered and died and a voice came over the speakers. One promising a bloodbath and it sent a shudder down his spine. Looking around, almost frantically, he was hoping to find something he could defend himself with. He had no way to otherwise keep safe, he couldn't power up here much less head into a mirror, this was not good.
It didn't help any that he knew no one here. Moving about he wound up finding something he figured could be of some sort of help to himself - maybe anyway.
"We need to get out of here..." And while the idea of jumping out a window, as he had spotted one, sounded appealing he knew it was also utterly impossible. So he shuffled his way towards the stairs, hoping to be as unnoticible as possible. he didn't want to gain attention of anything...who knew which might just pop up out of no where and attack - right?
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 6:00 pm
RESULTS:
Option One:
Yo momma didn't raise no fool - there's no way that you'd even consider climbing down from a third floor window. You follow Nurse Harmony towards the stairs. Roll 1 6-sided dice. If you land on 1, 3 or 5, you manage to trip because your hostess is a cruel narrator
Option Two:
You approach the window to see if maybe help is already on the way. Surely someone on the outside has noticed what's going on and will save you!
Glancing outside, all you see is a peaceful scene as the sun begins its descent over the horizon. There is a couple in the distance walking, but neither of them seem to hear you if you try beating your fists against the plexiglass. It appears your hope of rescue is not coming... yet, at least.
As you pull away from the window, you catch a glimpse of a horrific looking woman's figure standing directly behind you in the window's reflection. Her jaw is torn off, her tongue hanging loosely as one of her eyeballs has managed to find itself dangling out of its socket. Her skin looks like it's rotting away. Upon turning around, there is nothing there....so you make quick work of catching back up with the group heading for the stairs.
As you dash, you can't help but pass by an awful, putrid stench...
The group piles into the stairwell, continuing on after their nervous looking tour guide. Being on the third floor, it takes you three flights of stairs to discover that the door to the main floor is hopelessly locked. Someone, however, discovers that the door to the second floor remains open.
Nurse Harmony is about to comment when a strange sound of laughter fills the air. You hear another peculiar sound, almost like a bicycle horn honking. Whatever is making that sound seems to be approaching closer and closer, as rubber squeaks begin to slap the stairs as it descends.
Do you:
Option One
Head into the second floor unit; the door is open so you may as well take advantage, right?
Option Two
Try to jimmy the bottom door open, it's closer to getting out of here!
Option Three
Investigate that strange sound coming from upstairs.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 6:06 pm
Chailee Sterling - Head into the second floor unit; the door is open so you may as well take advantage, right? (Scalpel) They were too far up. Well...too far for any regular civilians to jump from anyway. And, b the looks of it, no one else had noticed their plight in the hospital. Even the couple walking in the distance didn’t seem to note the reduce lighting of the building or that fact that Chailee was waving at them. Great, they were going to have to continue on in this creepy building.
As she continued to gaze out the window, hoping someone would look her way so she could try and get their attention, she caught sight of the woman behind her via the reflection in the glass. Immediately the teens body tensed as she practically stared at the reflection in froze horror. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. It was like the woman had stepped out of a zombie horror movie and was right...there...behind her!
Finally she caught the courage to spin around and look behind her, terror filling her at the thought that the woman could possibly grab her and…
She wasn’t there.
Heart racing, Chailee licked her lips. Eyes wide, again she looked around for the horror that was no where to be seen.
Goosebumps prickled her skin and she hurried to join the group that was heading up the stairs. HEr heart rate didn’t have a chance to settle by the time more odd and curious sounds were heard. Nope. No thank you! She’d had enough already.
Instead she hurried up the stairs to the 2nd floor unit that was already opened. She assumed someone else had already entered and it was safe. It helped bolster her a bit that Kathryn was still following along behind her, but the teen was still rattled.
Cerissé took a few steps down the stairwell, quietly cursing her heels under her breath. Heels were great for normal walking, but stairs and inclines were the worst on her ankles. As though to remind her that this was 100% true, she misstepped and went tumbling down a few of the steps in the dark, eventually catching herself on a handrail as the bed pan she had held continued clanging on down the stairs.
Ow.
She looked to see if Tristan was alright and - okay, he fell too, she felt a little less silly. "You okay?" She asked as she pulled herself up to her feet. OOF, that'd be sore for a few days.
As she continued down the stairs, she paused at the open door to the second floor. This became more interesting as it was made clear the door at the bottom of the stairs was locked.
"I'd say let's see if we can find another stairwell off of the second floor if they can't get that other door open."
In his attempts to aid his companion and keep her from falling down, Tristan too managed to slip and fall down some stairs. "Merdi - " he cursed, a** hitting one of the stairs right on the tail bone, a jolt of surprise and pain climbing up his spine.
Even though he was aching from the stumble, he was more concerned with Cerissé's well being. "Fine, are you alright?" He asked, carefully picking himself up off the ground and dusting off his pants while trying not to think about how his a** hurt.
He peered over the railing and sighed glancing towards the open door she pointed out. There weren't many options and if people were already trying the door adding more bodies to the attempt wouldn't really help. "Yeah, let me go first though."
Richard Jones ~ Broken Wheelchair Fragment ~ Option one
He walked down the stairs with no problem, following the nurse, then gave a sigh when it turns out that the main floor door is locked. Of course it would be. And then even more sounds started up to help complete the mess. He looked around for a moment then headed towards the second floor door, hoping that Kit was following him. When he got to the door he ended up bumping into another man there. "Sorry about that."
Matt Duffyis going to the second floor (option 1) {Phone and Cord Weapon}
At least the stairways had proved to be useful that was with the exception that the first floor door had been locked meaning they couldn't just make a quick getaway. Of course it would be, wasn't that how things worked Matt thought pulling a rather annoyed look across his face before turning to Kyle to say something about a different plan.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak something began to give a rathe eerie and then a honking noise that sounded like it belonged on a bicycle, or even worse something that belonged in a circus tent and never around children. First floor wasn't an option as a slapping noise, maybe clown shoes, started to descend the stairs slowly as if waiting to hear the screams of its victims. Matt didn't hesitate, he booked it to the second floor at least it would provide cover and maybe another way out. He wasn't entirely fond of clowns, let alone deal with anything that involved a ridiculous amount of face pant and ugly pants.
With the speed at which he all but flew down the stairs it was a wonder he didn't trip, fall, and break his neck. Xi-wang wasn't known for being active really but in this case he was more than willing to put some energy into what he was doing. He wanted the hell out of here and now would be nice.
But the door to the first floor was locked, of course it was locked, but as he heard someone mention the second floor door was unlocked he made his way back up as quickly as he could. Just as he was reaching the door someone bumped into him, startling the teen.
"I-it's ok." You could hear how nervous he was, that he was scared. Dark eyes sought out the figure who had bumped into him and he managed a tight, strained, sort of smile. "Panic and this sort of thing will cause that." People bumping into each other, running each other and all kinds of things. It was sort of expected really. Was the person doing this, the General, hoping for that?
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 6:20 pm
Kyle - acquired broken IV pole (roll 1d12 for damage)
Head into the Second Floor Unit (Option 1)
Despite not really knowing what he was hoping to accomplish by looking out of the window, Kyle found himself doing that in the end anyway. Perhaps he was hoping to see a couple of police cars bringing in officers who were trained to handle maniacs like this General Obsidian.
To his disappointment however, it was a picture of serenity in the world beyond the windowpane. There was no police car, no police officer and no special task force member out there. No one seemed to realize what had happened in the new hospital yet.
Bummer.
Pulling away from the window, Kyle caught a glimpse of a horrific looking feminine figure that was standing directly behind him and froze in place.
What was that? When did she get there?
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Okie... so what should he do now?
Lowering his gaze slightly and willing himself not to think about the figure's appearance lest he found himself frozen with fear, he quickly turned around and ran after the rest of the group that was headed for the stairwell. It came as a relief to him that the figure was no longer there the moment he turned around though the lingering putrid stench in the air served to indicate that what he just saw was not entirely a figment of his own overactive imagination either.
Catching up easily with the group that was now a bundle of nerves huddled in the stairwell, it came as no surprise to Kyle when they discovered that the door to the main floor was locked. It would be too easy for them if they made it to the ground floor just like that.
He didn't need any further prompting to make a mad dash for the second floor that was the only way open to them as soon as he heard something coming after them. Whatever it was, he certainly didn't want to stick around and find out after that all too close encounter with that ghastly figure that he still couldn't get out of his mind!
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 6:27 pm
Kathryn was hoping that one day there would be means to forget this place, absolutely wipe it from her memory. There was no way that she was going to linger around in the hallway as when she turned away from the window it was to come face to face with another freakishly scary ... thing. The stench as she ran towards the stairs was almost stomach retching in intensity. As she reached the stairs Kathryn could see the group branching away into smaller groups and she decided to continue following Chailee. Hearing the sounds coming from above Kathryn couldn't help but shiver just a little. Those sounds ... almost sounded like a clown. There was no way she'd be caught on the open stairs if she could help it.
Perhaps it was because she was in a hurry to get down the stairs that she caught her foot on a stair and went sprawling. Ohh ... this was not good.
Kathryn stood up and gingerly tested both feet before deciding that she was able to walk alright. Her arms would most likely end up bruised but as she neared the open door on the second floor she ducked inside and looked around for Chailee once more.
(( Tripped on the stairs, heading to open door on 2nd floor to get away from a "clown?" ))
Giulia stared out the window at the lovely sunset, transfixed by the pretty colors and the lovely couple in the distance. Some people were banging on the window, but Giulia knew...
Only magical people could save them. If the couple wasn't magical, then they would be in bad luck.
As she pulled away, the child's eyes caught on something, and she gave a loud shriek. The lady! The eyes! The smell!
Giulia darted for Nurse Harmony's side, piling into the stairwell, and entering the second floor door with several other people. Safety in numbers!
Though she didn't mind the long walk down to the first floor, she did feel bad for the guardian who ended up tripping, hastily trying to help her down the rest of the stairs. That they landed in front of another locked door, with honking and the smacking of rubber shoes against the stairs above them--a... clown?--made Lilith's hand itch to just grab her pen and henshin up somewhere. Anywhere, to get some form of defense back--though the oxygen tank and IV pole were somewhat useful for this. It was different.
Without many other options, she began the slower trek back up to the second floor once she heard someone call out that the door was unlocked. Better safe with that than dealing with... whatever was coming after them, right?
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Cassie Finlay { Broken Wheelchair Fragment } Second Floor
She'd been one of those to try and bang on the class to see if she could get anyone's attention out side. No dice, no luck. She'd also been one to scream when she saw the mangled woman in the reflection of the glass, bile rising rapidly in her throat, hands slammed over her mouth as she gagged at the sight. Quickly she turned away, horrified, running to the top of the stairs before she glanced back and... nothing. No woman, no ghost, no mangled body or blood or...
Cassie didn't ask questions, just ran. When she caught up to Lilith and the grumbling feline, she realized the door was locked and swore. "Holy s**t are you kidding me?" And now something was coming after them. Really? She helped Lilith back up the stairs, her heart pounding as she tried to keep herself from just.... running. Or tripping.
If there was any boon to being a cat, it was landing on her feet when she fell. Which she did. She'd not watched where her own feet were going, focused on making sure the woman beside her didn't trip or miss a step. And then did so herself, stumbling down a few steps with a yowl and a hiss as she righted herself and her paws smarted.
Great.
And then the door was locked. Even better. Her ears had strained when she'd heard a scream, and judging by the expression on the girl's face when she joined them, Réalta figured she'd heard right on who the source was. Back up the stairs they all went, and this time, Réalta made sure she didn't trip.
Well wasn't he so brave? It was almost charming. Actually it was.
"Of course," she relented, falling in behind Tristan as she fell in line behind him. If he wanted to hit anything before she did, she'd take it. She was frail and no good for battle. Just teasing and sometimes being the worse flirt. Still, she took a moment to give Tristan a longer look of appraisal, as though reconsidering him a bit.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 6:53 pm
Mercy Haynes [Scalpel(1d6)] - Option 1
Mercy was... very much not enjoying the tour now. She had been looking forward to it - but the announcement had now rendered any and all of that completely moot. Shaking her head, her fingers clutched the scalpel in her hand tightly and held it close to her body.
It was a dangerous weapon - but these were dangerous times.
Biting her lip, she made her way up the stairs, hoping against hope it wasn't a youma up there - but ready to fight if she had to.
The door is unlocked. Clearly this is the way to go.
You make it through the door just in time to hear screaming from behind. In a short matter of time, everyone else starts rushing through the door, running for their lives from the unknown honking and cackling.
Option Two:
You are determined to pry open the door on the bottom floor because you know it'll lead to the main floor and your eventual freedom. Instead of succeeding, however, you manage to not only break a fingernail, but hurt your wrist. Boo.
The sudden shrill screams of your companions alerts you that maybe it's time to stop fighting a lost cause and you make your way back up to the second floor, just in time to see a terrifying clown descending the stairs in pursuit of the people who'd climbed up to investigate the strange noises. You barely make it through the door before the others do, the cackling clown now honking madly as he follows your group.
Option Three:
You're feeling brave - and what could be so scary about some honking, right? You climb the stairs to meet the noise's maker but as you make it up towards the third floor, glowing golden eyes and a deranged looking red mouth. It's a clown, of all things - wait, did you see one near the children's craft table?
There's no time to debate the reasons as to why the clown is there, especially as you see him raise his sickle-like weapon in the air and shriek with another peel of crazy laughter.
You trip over your own feet down a flight of stairs (ow) but make it to the second floor's door and run through it, clown close at your heels.
The clown from the upper floor is now pursuing your group with a crazy gleam in his eye. While there are more of you than him, he also manages to take control of the situation by swiping his large sickle tool around crazily. Your bedpans and phone cords are no match for a weapon of his caliber.
Nurse Harmony is already down the hall, screaming for the group to follow. She's found the break room for the unit and ushers you in, with the clown screaming "I'M GONNA GETCHA," followed by a series of honks only a few yards behind.
The door closes and Nurse Harmony locks it. There are a few bangs on the door from the angry clown, but silence overtakes the dark room after a few minutes.
It could have been ten minutes later or two hours later, but eventually the crackle comes across the speaker system.
Well, it seems that you're stuck in a break room for the night. Considering what's still intermittently honking on the other side of the door, that may not be a bad thing.
Upon rummaging around in the breakroom, someone discovers there is food in the fridge, which has also lost power due to the blackout...
Lunchables are stacked inside the break room refrigerator, along with a limited number of milk cartons. You're not entirely sure why, but they're there. The fridge is semi-cool but clearly the food is on its way to going bad.
What do you decide to do?
Option One
You grab one and start munching - no way you're gonna miss out on an opportunity to eat... who knows when you'll get a chance again!
Option Two
Um. No? You decide against it, for the sake of your stomach and the possible repercussions of eating mysterious food intended for children and provided by who knows what.
Option Three
You take a carton of milk and a lunchables meal and create your own picnic with paper towels and other odds and ends you find in the break room because you are a classy person.
The next answer/prompt will be posted tomorrow at 1pm cst! Get some sleep... you're going to need it!
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