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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 7:39 pm
As time went by, James noticed the fog began to thin. He was on a path of sorts, a path that meanderingly led to a set of old, rusty gates. Beyond them was a large, abandoned structure that loomed eerily against the skyline. There were infected lurching around outside but no fog.
He turned back for just a second - the he remembered what he saw and, hands shaking, shoved open the gate.
OOC: SCENARIO 10
Scenario requirements: 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 Characters involved: ORP Extra effect: Any player in your party [ carrying a flashlight ] will be able to shine it in dark places. This does an additional +1 damage every time they hit any sort of mob (including boss mobs!) when they flash it at them.
This effect ends once the next [ effect in this thread ] is posted up!
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Character's name: James Bridges Character's faction: University Character's journal link: Link to journals here Character's survival stats: James BridgesView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERmy avatar
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 8:56 pm
Monica stumbled along.
She didn't feel like a powerful prison lieutenant right now - in fact she felt a little achey. Sure, she was no longer feeling disoriented and confused, and she wasn't hearing any more voices...but that didn't mean she knew where they were, and of course it didn't make the thought of her little brother - no one had seen him for two days - any less worrying. There was a snappily-dressed man opening a gate, and Monica hurried toward him with a question on her lips. The people who'd known everything had been the fancy ones, before, right? No matter that they'd been dangerous, too. Monica had a fishing rod, and weird bandages...she'd be fine. Right?
"Excuse me!" she called, jogging over to him. "Excuse me - are you - is that your dog?"
It was a little golden corgi, not quite grown into adulthood (although who could really tell, with corgis?), hurrying along at his heels. It wasn't very good at straight lines, but it was toddling along like a trooper regardless. "He's so cute!" HP: 33/50
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 0 /100
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 9:06 pm
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"H-hey... What?" James spun on one heel, at first simply relieved at the sight of another living being, and then confused. Sure enough, prancing happily behind him was a squat little dog, with a little white collar and muzzle contrasted against an otherwise golden coat.
"I, uh. Well, no, actually, I'm more of a cat person," he confessed, quite baffled now.
He knelt down to give the determined little animal a friendly pat though, glancing up at the woman as he did so. "I don't think we've met, eh? James, J-James Bridges," he managed, a hint of a nervous titter in his voice. He scratched at his neck idly - it itched something fierce. Probably from the stupid collars they'd been forced to wear before. Probably not even made from proper, skin allergen safe materials. How inconsiderate.
The thought made him irrationally angry, and he abruptly stood.
"Any idea where we are?"
[ Infection Rate ]: 25/100
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 9:54 pm
He didn't sound like one of those evil guys. Score one for Monica, she supposed. "We haven't," she said, shaking her head. "I'm Monica Chavez; I just got here from - um. From zone two." Did he know about the casino? She didn't really want to explain it. It'd sure been something.
Although from what she'd seen of this place, it was also something. Those shadow things...she shivered.
"I was just about to ask you the same thing," she said sheepishly. "You're dressed all nice, and everything..." Although now that she was close enough to actually talk to the guy, she could see that his clothes were rumpled with wear and dirt. "I have - hi!" she said to the dog, which had darted over to sniff at her legs. She crouched to pet it. "What are you - " It was uncollared. "How are you alive without an owner to look after you?"
Strange, for a moment she thought there was another eye...she blinked and it went away, though. It was just this place and its fog, Monica told herself. "I've only barely - I just got here a little while ago." She didn't mention that she'd been seeing grey, shadowy multiples of people. That'd make her seem crazy. People didn't like crazy, right? HP: 33/50
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 0 /100
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 10:58 pm
Zone two? Oh. The Casino. "Y-yeah, meet too, he mumbled. Um. Nice to meet you." It was suddenly hard to maintain his characteristic enthusiasm at the moment, and he frowned.
"Haha, oh. Well. No, I'm just a university student - er, was, anyway." He watched the dog inspect the newcomer, and itched the back of his hand idly. What kind of a person would abandon a poor pup at a time like this? "Whoever, their owners are," he began, a note of irritation winding it's way into his tone, "they should feel terrible about themselves, letting it out to wander like this."
He glanced into the distance, and saw Kammy lurking by the gates.
"Oh-" he began, but just like that, she was gone. He gulped. "Um, so, well. I don't think I've ever been to this part of town before - I s-stayed," he began rapidly, trying to forget that he just saw someone that wasn't there, "in the dorms, wasn't from around here, you know. It looks like some kind of abandoned building."
The small dog, meanwhile, sat down to scratch itself, and James could have sworn he saw an extra leg or two, but... No. It must just be the fog.
HP: 50/50
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 11:14 pm
So his hand had been forced, same as hers, huh? Monica studied him. "I was...I was in Apple. For DUI," she confessed. "But before that I was a drag racer, but even then I didn't get out much. Except to pick up my bro from work." Normalcy was far away, though, and Monica wasn't sure if she'd ever get to her garage again. She'd always driven there, and that wasn't really an option anymore. Where would she get the gas? Apple wasn't even close to her ******** house.
"I - " Monica looked down at the dog. "Yeah," she managed. "I can't believe it's just - well, I mean, at least it was smart enough to get away from the fog." She reached her hand out to let it sniff at it, and then yanked it back when it looked like a row of teeth appeared under its chin. But that wasn't - she was just seeing things, like she had in the fog, right? Monica blinked. Still there. And it had five legs, and the back right one was being used to scratch its head clumsily. Five legs was - uh - normal, though, right? Well, not normal, but. Monica had heard of that. Weren't extra limbs usually stumpier?
"Do you see that?" she managed, voice mangled. Wait, what had he been saying? All of a sudden she couldn't look away. "Um, um - wow," she said, after a bit. "You a freshman, then?"
The teeth were still there. Monica didn't know what was going on.
HP: 33/50
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 0 /100
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 11:49 pm
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"Oh, drag racing? DUI?" James kind of knew what drag racing was, and was certainly familiar with DUIs - he biked everywhere, so that had never been a problem - but he nearly jumped out of his skin when she jerked back from the dog.
"What's wro-" he began, and then it became quite readily apparent.
"Er, yes, and no, I mean, er, sophomore now, unrelated to class status though, why does it have eyes on top of it's eyes?" The last was issued as a squeak, and he slowly backed away from the canine. "Y-you, you don't think it's um, it's one of them?" he stammered nervously.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 12:09 am
"Yeah," Monica said, tilting her head back. She missed drag racing, but now that she was a little smarter about keeping herself alive, she'd probably recruit a designated driver for the future. Maybe Cory - he could be one for the next four years, at least. "I mean - what can you do? It's all in the past now," she shrugged.
"It's - it's " Eyes on top of its eyes? It sure did. Where had the cute grinning puppy gone? Monica's eyes bugged out. "I don't think it's - do you have..."
She took out her fishing rod, just in case, but she didn't swing at it just yet. "I sure...hope it isn't?"
HP: 31/50
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 0 /100
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 12:20 am
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The artist formerly known as adorable corgi was snarling at both of them, hackles raised and multiple, misshapen limbs slowly being brought to bear. It was both fascinating and horrifying at the same time. Mostly the latter.
"Um, well, that is to say," James began to stammer out, slipping his crowbar out of his belt buckle uncertainly, "H-he certainly doesn't LOOK friendly anymore..."
It lunged forward then, nipping at his ankle.
HP: 49/50
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Monica looked at the corgi. (Oh God, Corgi - but she couldn't think of him right now.) She looked at James. She looked back at the corgi, which had just bitten him, probably because he wasn't brandishing a weapon at it.
Then, well, she leapt forward, feeling like she was beating it unnecessarily. But it was - rabid? Infected? Frightening? And all of a sudden it didn't really matter what Monica's motivations were; the corgi was laying lifeless on the ground. And extra limb-less. And...and...it didn't have any teeth any more.
But she'd seen it. They'd both seen it. Where...
"Oh, no," said Monica, unsure why the sight of this mangled body was any more distressing than the sight of undyings that'd dissipated. It'd been a corgi, too. But Cory's not a dog, she reminded herself. He's here somewhere. Or maybe he's made it back to the prison. Maybe he's okay.
fishing rod 2d6-1 HP: 30/50
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 10 /100
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 1:05 am
James stared at the sad little furry mound.
"It bit me," he murmured morosely. The mark was still there, a little blood staining the bottom of his pants leg. It looked so harmless now, but... "I'm sorry," he said, apologizing to no one in particular and then, at the same time, everything. Why did these things keep happening? Why couldn't it just be nice, for once?
And then he was angry again, and his skin itched and burned. He spun on his heel, suddenly furious and glaring at Monica. "YOU KILLED IT," he managed. She was from the prison, wasn't she? That's what Apple meant. She was probably nuts.
She'd probably come after him, next.
"Stay away," he added, brandishing his crowbar and backing away toward the hospital.
HP: 49/50
Infection: 25 + 10 35/100
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 1:17 am
"It's - it - "
But Monica couldn't finish her sentence, because suddenly James was turning on her, and - was that Cory, there? He was mine! Cory said furiously. Why'd you have t-
Cory'd never had a dog. He'd never have gotten a corgi, anyway; it'd have been too stupid. 'How will I know whether you mean me or him?' he'd always joked, tongue poking out from his lips.
"I - I thought I was." Monica said finally. "I thought I was protecting him." She hadn't meant to upset her brother! She glanced at James, backing away with a, a crowbar, and back at Cory, who wasn't there anymore. She blinked. She could still hear him, though, right? She was just trying to help. Where was Cory? No; he'd never been there. She'd never tripped over his body. Maybe out here, the fog was still doing things to her head. Where was the Boss? Everything had seemed so clear-cut with him.
"I - I - " Monica began. "What's wrong? What happened?" He'd been so friendly, just now...
fishing rod 2d6-1 HP: 30/50
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 10 /100
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 11:20 am
"Y-you, you killed-" but there was nothing there, and she was talking to someone who wasn't there, and just in the distance, he could see Kammy -
Kammy whose eyes had melted, Kammy who was dead, "Dead, dead dead dead we're all dead," he muttered under his breath, taking another step backward.
He turned to flee.
HP: 49/50
Infection: 35/100
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 11:40 am
Monica ran, too, because she didn't know what else to do. Everything was so messed up...
fishing rod 2d6-1 HP: 30/50
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky. [ Infection Rate ]: 10 /100
