Louise spotted Ephebe, abandoning Ian for the moment as he rushed over to her, grasping her arms.
"Hannah! Group leader! What is going on?" he shrieked. "Is that... that body real?"
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there, fixed xDD
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 10:23 am
Cecil's arrival was enough to snap the lab tech out of his shock, and he whirled around to stare at his immediate boss in the hopes that the other man had some sort of concrete plan for an occasion such as this.
His jaw set, teeth clicking sharply, when the smaller man started shouting at him, and he had to bite back a sudden desire to holler back. A yelling match with Mr. Moore wasn't going to do them any good, so he let it go, took a deep breath, and made his way over to the only guest he had previous interactions with.
"Mr. Green, stay close." Because the insurance rep had complete faith in Lesley's ability to keep him safe. Right.
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((And now I'm off to work. if you need Les to do anything specific, you can NPC him around. <3))
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 10:26 am
Oh what the ever loving ********. Rin had enjoyed a nice wakeup call. A few dead bodies on her way to the main hall and a hope to find someone in charge. Where the hell was her boss? He seemed to always know what had gone down an-
Oh. Bloody. ********. Hell.
Nope. She had no job. Not anymore.
Rin's face was one of surprise, shock, and perhaps a hint of horror as she walked into the main hall, a fresh ponytail and security uniform for the day. No wonder there hadn't been a buzz of any kind with instructions. The thing was dead, power was dead and- realization hit. That meant, if everything was dead, they were loose. Which explained some corpses. Fabulous. At least they'd been staff.
She didn't have much longer to gawk though, or even try to fathom where would be a 'good place' to take people. Still, you didn't argue with Moore even if he was a little pervert. He was higher on the rung than she, by a lot. The unfireable 'lot.' She meant giving him a quick look that questioned how he'd handle it before starting the task.
"I believe we should move to a safer location everyone as suggested. GATHER. UP." The last bit was more stressed, the honey from her voice today. ******** being nice and selling it, she had to keep the liabilities alive. Again. When the normal means wouldn't ******** it all. Safe place safe place... well none of the beasts should be underground. Much as she hated the idea, Rin decided it was close and safer.
"Oh ******** this..." It was a low hiss under her breath before she walked over toward the guests, hopefully looking like one of the few who might have this all together. She wasn't afraid of a dragon. She just respected their ability to rip of head off with the flick of a claw. And now they could far too easily. "Gather. Up. We're going somewhere safer!" The bigger beasts wouldn't be able to fit underground anyway. She could probably handle a few small ones.
That was her reasoning for now.
(( DEAR GUESTS MAKE A CHOICE IF YOU'D LIKE TO FOLLOW RIN! She's gonna lead a group to the sewers ORP because there are no dragons/large things there. >w> ))
Bilious
Following orders sah. ******** you sah.
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 10:28 am
Ian almost jumped out of his skin as Lou walked into him, letting out an incredibly ladylike yelp. The scream that followed only startled him even more. He felt like he was channelling his most neurotic cat as he leapt a few feet away from the other man as if he was the murderer himself.
As other people filtered in their reactions were much the same, at least until one of the higher ranked staff arrived, the blonde man panicking in genuine terror doing nothing to soothe his nerves. All that swiftly became clear was that this wasn't staged, people were dead and if they didn't take care, they could be those people too.
He couldn't afford to die. Who would take care of Blaine?
"Where do we go?"
As if on queue, one of the staff seemed to think of a safe place, and right now without many options open to him, it was swiftly looking like the best one.
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 10:48 am
Steve woke from a restful night sleep after the long day in the park and up half the night going over some of his notes. There was a little break in the curtains of his room to let the sunlight in, he quickly got dressed and was heading for the dining area he didn't even realize there was no power, he didn't care he was hungry and was on the move for food.
As he entered the dining hall he saw the panic in the faces around him. He could smell the strange familiar stench, he knew what that was, he's smelled it many times before when preparing meals for some of the carnivores at the zoo. "Blood!" He said to himself. He looks around and notices at the far and of the hall there was a bloody mess and a body. He's seen that body before trying to rack his brain from where he knew that seersucker suit "Oh s**t that's the Wh....Whorl dude..WTF!" He just stared at the body for a few minutes trying to grasp what was going on.
He heard the yelling coming from that man that only the night before he was trying to have a conversation with about the previous days event. It was only then that he peeled his eyes away from the far end of the hall that he noticed the power was out.
Now he was just freaked the ******** out, he yells at the top of his lounges "BEARRRR...Where the hell are you." He just stand there he's not sure what the hell he should do He glances back at the body,"well Mr. Wimple looks like you got yourself a case after-all." He sighed
Wingseagle
Steve is freaking out here man!!
pinchmonster
you got a case after all lol
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 10:53 am
The dragon guy was screaming, and Len just about jumped out of his skin. "Shut up!" he snapped, a touch of hysteria in his voice. "Shut the hell up!"
One of the park guides was trying to gather people into a group and take them somewhere. Why were they being herded? Where were they being taken? Len backed up a few steps. "What did he mean, civilians?" he demanded of the guide. "What's going on here?"
Guest Name: Leonard Dickens Guest Profession: Photographer Physical Description: Painfully skinny, tall, and gangly, Len wears cargo pants, t-shirts with sayings he thinks are witty printed on them, and vests with lots of pockets. He wears oval, wire-framed glasses with thick lenses, and has dyed his short, messy hair a violent blue. Brief Character Profile: Len (not Lenny) is an amateur photographer who is best known for his photographs of cryptids. He spends his time researching and tracking down local legendary creatures, proving or debunking their existence. Len is opinionated and loud, interested in everything, and willing to ask nosy questions.
Rin's eyes quickly narrowed at the fellow questioning it. Here she was trying to save the lot and they were going to give her hell for it. Fine. "He meant those who's job it is to survive this." Her job was to protect, his was to not ******** die. "You don't work her. Thus you are a civilian in this park. I do." Basic logic there folks, not a hard concept to grasp.
"Now if you prefer to go out with Mr. Moore and deal with things, you are welcome to. I am going to do as instructed and work to keep those who'd like to take my advice in one piece." Whorl was dead, Moore was handling his psychotic toys and she was just going to try and keep people alive. Annoyed with the mess or not.
Prolixity
People are ded her 'make nice' is turned off.
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 11:11 am
"Survive this?" Len backed up another step. "What is this, some kind of secret deathtrap? No, no way lady, I think I'll pass." The hysterical edge was gaining ground.
He looked around for the woman he'd been talking to before. "I changed my mind, I think getting the ******** off the island sounds like a great plan, let's go."
"What do you mean, handle this?" Cecil snarled, bristling with tightly bottled panic. "WICKETT WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" Of course the walkies would be down. "I need to get to the reserves..."
Rin lifted a hand and shook her head at that point. "I will not jeopardize many to save one." She stated simply as the man backed off. "Moore is dealing with the attractions that are loose, if you want to talk sense into them onthe way to the docks good luck." Much as she liked the idea of getting off the island, she'd seen the things rip a few unlucky souls apart. Nearly been one a few times with the number of scars, some freshly healed over, on her body.
She knew better than to pick a fight with some of those suckers when their usual tools wouldn't work. "Those of you who don't want to wrestle with dragons potentially, I'll be taking you somewhere they can't follow." Not the the small ones couldn't get in, but they'd at least be on near equal footing.
..hopefully. "Beasts have never been where we're going." As far as she knew anyway. She'd have to asked Moore that later...
Prolixity
And she's going to write you off as dead. She's not going to risk everyone else by trying to save ya. G'LUCKS!
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 11:29 am
Steve Looked around "BEARRR, come on lets move our asses out of here.!" He still couldn't see his friend, "damnit." He runs over to one of the staff yelling out they are taking a group to a safer spot. "you the one who's moving us to somewhere safe?" He said in a panicked voice still looking around for his buddy.
Wingseagle
Steve is going with the staff to safety
Raja
Bear wont be back till early this evening hopefully to catch up
Algie came in, just a little confused by the power outtages and other oddities in time to see blood and body parts and other guests freaking out. The staff was screaming. It was... well it was quite alot for the quiet man to take in.
The smell of the blood made his stomach turn and he covered his face and turned away. He didn't want to ask who it was. He didn't want to look. The longer the blood sat and congealed, the longer the body lay there... He gagged. Writing about things like this were one thing, seeing them another entirely.
And it seemed his worries from the day before, his concerns over control of the creatures, had been completely warranted. By the way staff was talking they were on the rampage and the bloody mess definitely confirmed that some murder had taken place. Algie could feel his anxiety building, the kind that froze him up. It was the sensation that had aided in his maintaining 'hermit' status for all these years.
"Ah.." He walked for the door, ignoring the screaming as best he could, holding it open to gulp fresh air. "I.. I think I'd like to not die." He pleaded to no one in particular.
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He wants to liiiiiive
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Guest Name: Algie Mixlin Guest Profession: Comic Writer - Lecturer - Professor Group: Mermaid Physical Description: Fifties, salt and pepper neatly cut hair, he's a sort of tired-scruffy version of handsome. He dresses like a typical english professor type... sweaters, button up shirts, scarves, etc. Brief Character Profile: Algie become known for writing what are now known as 'classic' comics. Edgy politically fueled hero stories which changed the way many looked at the hero complex. He was never fond of the spotlight (not like theres much in comics) and has continued to live, almost hermit like, in a small village that is his home town. He doesn't write many comics anymore (a few small things here and there), instead often guest lectures at universities and teaches writing. He rarely makes appearances or signings and has denied connection to any movies or shows made of his works. (( Think Alan Moore-esque))
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 11:37 am
Well at least he'd sort of picked up the keyword. "I believe it will be far safER than this building shortly." The last bit of a certain word was emphasized in hopes he'd catch on. No promises here. She stated it as calmly as someone trying to calculate damage that would be following the release of...
Oh ********. She'd just realized that no power meant the things she helped locked up, those misbehaving little shits, were not loose. Because proper locks didn't hold up to angry dragons well, most things were handled with hoodoo voodoo that Moore came up with. That meant those would be loose too though. ******** ******** ******** ******** fuc-
Change of plans. They were leaving soon. Soon as she got her group together. "Right, well. Something occurred to me and I'd rather like the thought of heading there. So everyone, choices!" She clapped her hands and looked to the masses, still a bit too shell shocked to be of much good. "We're going soon."
(( Again this group is going to the sewers. Because Rin was told 'safe' for them. It's as safe as she can think right now. ))
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 11:46 am
Steve looked around frantic for his friend "well s**t." If there group if that's what u want to call 2 ppl he thought to himself is leaving soon hopefully he'll be able to get Bear and have him catch up. He turns back "yeah.... Safe.... Soon." His voice becoming more panicked he wasn't sure what else to do he just knew he didn't want to stay in the bloody body hall for long, " you think whatever did that." he points to the far end " is coming back?"
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