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 Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 11:26 am
"Oh! Oh... Oh good, good, I... s-sorry I just... panicked and... hrnnn... I... I'm all tied up and I think they took my glasses-" He managed, once he had gotten his volume under control. The floor was cold. Where on Earth where they? "I think I'm blindfolded too! Harrison? HARRISON are you there??" He called out frantically, "Candace, are you alright? I don't even know what happened we were just walking and... Oh God, you don't think... you don't think there's something in here with us do you? W-what if it got him already while we were out? What if-"
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 1:24 pm
Harrison realized he could feel the cool night air on his ears and head and neck. The unicorn costume was gone. So was his jacket, and his boots. He paused to pull up the bottom of his pants. He was wearing black socks, and his old boots. The laces were black, too. Not hot pink.
He was back on the streets. And he had his badge.
B0nez? He thought, and for a minute, he was worried B0nez wouldn't answer.
Here. What are you supposed to be? B0nez asked.
A police officer, he thought back. The words didn't mean anything to B0nez.
"Candace?" He asked. "...Jerry?" His flashlight was on his belt, and he took it out of its case. B0nez swung where his gun should be. The alley was not well lit. He aimed the beam into the corners, where the streetlight didn't reach, and he thought he saw something move.
"Is that you guys?" It moved again, but didn't answer. He looked over his shoulder, and followed it until the alley resolved itself into a windowless building with one door. Even at night, even when it was quiet, you had cars going by. Burger King and Taco Bell and all those places were still open, when you got hungry. The radio was on in the car. Here, there was nothing human. Just him. And B0nez, who was a ghost, so maybe he had been human once.
There was a note on the door. Feeling a lot of unease, Harrison read it.
If you want to save them, you have to save yourself first.
It was the equivalent of reading Behind you. He whirled around, wielding his flashlight like he was going to use it to bludgeon somebody to death. The alley was empty. Save himself? He couldn't tell if something was actually lurking out there, or if this some youth retreat church bullshit. His flashlight wandered back to the door, under the note, where there was a grid. A numberlock, maybe, except it was on the door instead of beside it, and there were pumpkins and bats instead of numbers.
Halloween Heiroglyphics?
Four letters does not an alphabet make, B0nez said. Can't you feel it? It feels like like a puzzle.
It did feel like a puzzle. Harrison rattled the door handle, calling louder, "CANDACE! JERRY! YOU IN THERE?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 9:14 pm
GM POST
Candace and Jerry would hear the sound of the door handle being rattled, but it sounded distant... They could not hear Harrison, nor can Harrison hear them.
[Post countdown: 1/3]
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 9:31 pm
Harrison looked at the puzzle again.
The he looked at the door. Never, in all his time as a policeman, had they fiddled with somebody a keypad if they needed to get into a building. And this was just wood, not welded shut or anything. He didn't need ballistics to breach it.
Harrison took B0nez from his side, and tried an ancient technique from the Alexandrian school of puzzle solving.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 9:34 pm
GM POST
As the door slammed open with his mad skills, Harrison would realize that the building was windowless and dimly lit. It was also big - on the other side of the building, he could make out the shapes of his team members, bounded together on top of what looked like a conveyor belt...
[2/3]
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 9:42 pm
"Damn, you too? ...Harrison?" Candace frowned and looked around out of instinct despite realizing she wouldn't be able to see. Why was he so quiet? Was...was he not here? "I-I'm fine." She answered Jerry, her brow furrowed with worry. She didn't want to admit it but...Jerry actually made a very good point.
Candace didn't know a lot of things right now, but there was one thing she did know. She was just just going to sit here and wait for Prince Charming to come and rescue his Princess...es. Princesses. She heard the door rattle and squeaked, pressing her heels against the floor they were sitting on to push against Jerry away from the rattling. "What was that!? ******** do not like sitting here all vulnerable. Jerry, we're getting out of this." How? She had no idea. She'd figure it out.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 9:44 pm
Jerry's only response came in the form of firm, terrified hyperventilating.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:01 pm
GM POST
Perhaps the hyperventilating inspired it, but there was the loud sound of gears turning as the whole building started to shake and shudder, as if it was a great beast waking from its slumber... Which might not be too far from the truth. The door behind Harrison vanished, leaving only bricks, sealing his only escape - again, there was nowhere to go but forward.
The lights in the building brightened ever so slightly as the conveyor belt began to move, mechanical legs that resembled spider legs bursting forth from the belt itself, holding both Candace and Jerry down as the belt brought them into a tunnel... A tunnel filled with feathers - feathers that tickle at the two hunters as they travel down the seemingly never-ending tunnel that goes on forever and ever.
Meanwhile, the floor around Harrison started to sink, and he would soon realize that reaching his team might be harder than he thought. What was once flat ground leading to the conveyor belt was now a long flight of stairs - stairs with needles jutting out from the ground and from the side... At the end of the stairs though, there was a lever that would hopefully stop the belt from moving further and possibly causing Candace and Jerry to laugh themselves to death.
[OOC Notes:
Harrison:
There are 100 steps - roll 1d10 and rp moving up the stairs. The number rolled = distance traveled. You will not reach the top till you have 100!
For every post you make with a 1d10, take 1HP off!
Candace and Jerry:
For every post Harrison makes, take 1HP off your health!]
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:14 pm
Needles. Harrison stiffened up, looking back. The door was gone. Candace and Jerry were in trouble, and that flight of stairs looked mean. In his cop uniform and issued-boots, the needles... (hypodermic? dirty?) would rip through the cloth and rubber. He didn't know if he could make it to the top of the stairs.
He gripped B0nez's handles. Great. The return of Sgt. Puddles.
You aren't going to do it, are you? Go ahead and use the necklace to get back to the backyard. They can take their chances.
"YOU GUYS HOLD ON. I'M COMING TO GET YOU.
Great, B0nez said.
Steps: 5
HP: 21
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:15 pm
Goddamnit.
You knew he was like this when you chose him. Atropos finally spoke up. Candace groaned and rolled her eyes, tilting her head back and accidentally bonking it against the back of Jerry's head. She winced. But the hyperventilating was not going to fly with Candace. ********. No. They were going to get out of this, and if he continued to act like this she was going to slap him so hard.
Candace's eyes would have narrowed if they weren't already forced to stay closed by the blindfold covering them. "Jerry, don't you dare lose it on me. Don't you dare. We're going to get out of this. Come on...oh! Roll over onto your side, 'kay? We'll just wiggle out of the ropes like...like snakes out of their skin! Okay?" She was trying very hard to be nice, leaning to her left and desperately hoping that Jerry would follow her along. But her plan was apparently a useless effort as there was suddenly the whirring of machinery and the sudden jerk of movement. H-huh?!
"Wh-what's going on?!" Candace struggled against the binding of the ropes, trying desperately to free herself now. What the hell was going on?! She whimpered, she actually whimpered. ********! She couldn't get out of these ropes! This wasn't even...damnit! She refused to let this happen! She knew how these things worked! Conveyor belts led to death.
Something brushed against the crook of her neck ever so slightly and she squeaked, jumping as much as the ropes would allow her. There was another brush of something soft and she squeaked again. Another made her bark with laughter once, twice, and a few more times until her panic of the situation just...had her laughing uncontrollably. "HAHA! OH GOD. JERRY! HAHA! I-if we--AHAHA--get out--PFFFFFFFTAHAHA--of here I am--" She snorted. "Killing so many birds."
She heard Harrison call out to them and gasped. "HARRISON! PLEASE!" Please hurry! She didn't want to stay like this! She felt...so pathetic.
HP: 24
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:21 pm
The first charge up the stairs had slammed him with pricks on his arms, on his waist, wherever the needles were too thick, but B0nez's shield kept him okay for the most part.
He could hear B0nez complaining hey and watch it.
Tried not to focus on the needles sticking to him.
He couldn't tell what Candace's shrieks were. Was she being tortured? Was she screaming and crying? He picked up the pace.
"I'M HURRYING."
Steps: 12
HP:20
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:25 pm
"YOU GUYS GOT ANY - TCH, BRIGHT IDEAS TO- SST - GET UP A STAIRWAY FULLA NEEDLES?" He asked, pressing on and up.
s**t, s**t, s**t, what if their shields were down? There was no telling what the house was doing to them up there.
HP: 19
Steps: 14
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:26 pm
The conk to the head was enough to at least snap the man back into coherency, but before he could even give her idea (and it was a good idea, he thought in retrospect!) a go, several spindly *somethings* had taken a hold. As the belt began to move them towards their undoubtable demise, coherency went right back out the window. "WE'RE GOING TO DIE WE'RE GOING TO DIIIIEE WE-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA-" His scream broke off into wobbling laughter, brain swimming to try to keep up. They were... was that... *feathers*? "WHY-AhAhAHAHA-ARE-THEY-AHAHA-T-T-T-TICKLING- AHAHA-" What the... the... the HELL was going on??
He had no idea anymore.
Jerry was confused. He hurt himself in his confusion.
HP: 15
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:27 pm
Fifth of the way there. Hold on.
...Wait, tickling? Harrison voiced Jerry's thoughts.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON UP THERE!"
Steps: 23
HP: 18
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 10:31 pm
"HAHA! HAHAHA! HA-HARRISOOOOOOOON!" Candace was laughing so hard she was crying. Or maybe she was just crying over how stupid she felt. Torture by feather? What the ********. "TH-THERE'S FEATHERS--HAHAHA--EVERYWHERE I-I CA-CA--BAHAHAHA--N'T BREATHE! It was true. She was laughing so hard her jaw hurt, her chest hurt, her stomach hurt and she couldn't take a second to breathe in.
HP: 21
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