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Nevada is wishing on the stars that Finn gets eaten by the creature that took him.

Shiloh was pretty certain he didn’t want Robert’s ‘uniforms’ either, and could only reason that the man was talking nonsense because of whatever he’d drank. But Mimsy seemed to have control of the situation now, and as her questions ventured into more intimate territory; he imagined she would be handle the rest of the situation herself. He didn’t want to intrude on any marital squabbles, after all, and he politely excused himself and headed back towards the bonfire and the bar.

As he rejoined the group, he managed to look up from the sand just in time to see Finn get pulled into the ocean and to hear the deafening scream that shook their little party.

“FINN!” he yelled, “FINN!”

He didn’t know the guy very well, but he wouldn’t wish late night tentacle death on even his worst enemies. But the only answer from the darkness was the ringing in his ears, and Shiloh stood there, frozen in shock.

Right on time, Milo liked the sound of that and he grinned in response. He was ready to dive into conversation, about the happenings on the island and what was going on with the small group that he had seen the green haired fellow watch before his appearance when something else took his attention.

It was the shriek really, that was rather hard to miss. The one guy being pulled into water now - wait, what? "Dude, is that normal?" The words just kind of slipped out of his mouth, a forming mantra in the last coming weeks in all that he'd found himself thrown into. It took him by surprise really, he was ready to throw himself to go help the guy... okay, something was telling him no.

"Dude, we need to go help that guy!" Milo pointed, perhaps a little dramatically.

The shattering of glass snapped him out of his stunned silence, and Shiloh turned around to see Ian, and the broken remnants of the vodka Mimsy had offered him seeping away into the sand.

“The hell is right,” he answered, staring at the bottle wistfully. That whole becoming oblivious through alcoholism thing was seeming more and more tempting, especially since he’d already decided to be responsible once, and as he stared at the approaching ‘stars, he wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to be responsible this time. But still… Milo was entirely right. Finn was out there, and he could be hurt or worse, and he needed their help.

He shrugged off his jacket, tossing it into the sand. “Someone should go get help, and someone use their phone, alert everyone.”

That was a good plan right? Because he was pretty sure what he was about to do wasn’t. But this wasn't the time to be scared, or oblivious. Finn needed them. He kicked off his shoes and headed towards the water, yelling out for the hunter again.

Lawr remembered a tentacle creature from Wonderpark, it had systematically dismantled a boat, one of the only means of escape from the island and had only backed away from the boat with the tree hunters - Life was it? - when the one in the sassy poloneck had whipped it. Now it looked like it had come back and he was having flashbacks, it had followed him all the way to hell.

Butch stopped yelling and roaring abruptly, deathly keen and silent, snuffling before he said.

He finally got rid of the claws. <hell am I fighting it.>> he replied to Butch, and deftly put quite some distance - and a few meat shields - between himself and the creature.


"Seems to me." he said aloud, musing. "That it is simply lonely and mistreated, it needs a new personalised feeding bowl and possibly a few more litter trays around the place. You should always play with your pet tentacle creature and keep it stimulated or, like any wild pet, it will act out."

He gave a sideways glance to the redheaded girl he'd seen in passing, standing not so far away from him. He didn't know her, but it was assumed, at least to Ian, that eventually you met everyone else at some point in time, and why not start now? "You all right, Firebird?" he asked her, flashing a wan smile.

Ian, not expecting someone to suddenly latch onto his arm, nearly fell over at Ripley's arrival, but caught himself just in time, glancing over at the other with his lips pressed together. "I have no idea what happened," he said truthfully. "One minute he was there, and the next minute..."

He turned to look at Shiloh -

- only to find the other shrugging off his coat and moving forward. Ian reached out a hand and grabbed for his arm.

"Woah, hold up, where do you think you're going?" he asked, half dragging Ripley along with him, since the latter was currently attached to his arm. "You've got no idea what's in there, something terrible could come out."

Awe ******** that. Al was running as far away from the thing covered in massive threatening tentacles. Even after it had disappeared with it's hapless victim, he was not about to be the next in line for terrifying sea creature love.

He gave Lawr a disbelieving stare, "LITTER TRAYS?!" Some dude was possibly dead now or worse and all he can think about is cats?!

All those science terms made the teen's head swim for a moment as she tried to digest them and spit them back out in semblance of some intelligent form. Nothing was coming to mind, especially considering she had never been good at chemistry. Just facts. With a small desperate look around her she noticed the glowsticks and then--
"Oh! Bis phenylethynyl-nyl anthracene!" Ah ha! She had mostly said it right. "The stuff in glow sticks, right?" Yay random bits of useless knowledge to the rescue to make one appear smarter to the Science Kids!
The greeting of a hug from Finn sent the girl into a blushing quiet, not sure why he would be so kind as to actually hug her in public.It was the mention of the Science Girl as a Candy Science Princess which didn't at all make any sense that distracted her for a little while. Why would Finn call the Science Girl a Candy Science Princess that was just--
Oh.
Abbi blinked lilac eyes at the girl for a moment, going a bit sparkly as she thought about what other Adventure O'Clock people she could help Finn find on the Island.

And then Finn went on his own little adventure.
With a silent jump of about a foot into the air, Abbi slapped both hands over her mouth to keep from screaming as her friend was dragged into the ocean.
By a tentacle monster.
Alright. Sure. Why the hell not.
Totally disregarding the warnings from Viveca in her head, the girl tried to follow Finn's path through the sand only to stop at the water's edge and watch him disappear into its dark depths.
Her party buddy....

A small group of people had gathered near the shoreline and Abbi tottered over to them looking very, very worried about her Adventuring Party Buddy.
"B-but... But something bad already came out of the water! So w-we... We should go save him right?!" That was only logical. With a woeful look Abbi looked first up at the man saying not to go, then at his friend.
"Ripley! Ripley the monster thing took Finn! It just-- OM NOM NOM." To the both of them she mimicked a very pitiful gesture of 'what do'.