Things between the brothers were a lot better now. Kaethus held tight to Aaron, feeling a little embarrassed about leaving tear stains on his jumpsuit, but happy he finally let go. Now he felt really damn clingy though, keeping his hand to Aaron's like it was glued there. It felt... safer that way. The two had to do this together after all.
Somewhere between the fog and outside the hospital Kaethus noticed something. "Aaron, it's a fire!" He said happily, looking towards it. He'd been feeling cold for a long time now and desperately wanted something warm. Were things finally turning around for them? He pulled on his hand gently to head that way, noticing that others were around. Was it the other faction members? Judas maybe?
OOC: SCENARIO 8
Scenario requirements:
Your character finds a campfire, and there's a few people settled around it. The people stationed at the campfire are fixated at it,and almost say nothing to you. You can (and any other players in the thread) talk to them as you wish. When you are done talking to them all, this event is over!
Character 1: A girl with long black hair. She stares into the campfire and continues to say the words she lied over and over.
Character 2: A balding, old man. He begins to recount a story about his past, about how he was a fisherman. All he fished up were dead bodies. He continues to talk about fishing up his friends. He continues to talk about his wife and how he fished her up too. The story gets more and more morbid.
Character 3: A small boy, maybe five years old. He is looking straight at you the entire time. As you approach him, he whispers I know why this is is happening. If you question him further he doesn't say anything. However if you bribe him with a food item (DISCARD IMMEDIATELY AFTER) he will take it and continue speaking. I am Peter Pan. You blink, and as you do, you realize it wasn't a child at all, but simply an skeleton corpse of a child.
When the event is over, add +10 infection to your character's infection meter
Characters involved: Kaethus and Aaron 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.
OOC
[ Infection Rate ]: 25/100 Character's name: Kaethus Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link: [ #130 ] Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER22 years old, 5'10'' with long brown hair and blue eyes. Wearing his jumpsuit with the sleeves tied around his waist, white tanktop showing. A joker, full of himself but jumps into things and doesn't back down. Occasionally a dumbass. Criminal background mostly in pick-pocketing and shoplifting.
Miidnight Melody
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 4:26 pm
In a way, he was glad for that stupid fog. It made him feel closer to Kaethus now after clearing the air with him about what he had kept to himself. Holding his hand tightly, they walk around the area up until Kaethus spotted fire from a distant. Aaron looks ahead to see the small glimmering of light, and smiles. "Lets go check it out then." With a gentle tug he leads him straight to see the group of people there.
The moment they arrive, Aaron can see and sense that something is very wrong with the group surrounding the fire. They seem to be so mesmerize by the flickering flame that they pay no notice to them at all. Not even a glance. It made Aaron feel weird. "We should ask where they came from." He whispers to Kaethus, and walks up to a girl among the group.
She has long black hair that seem to curtain her body, staring intensely into the fire. "I lied . . I lied . . I lied . . ." It had freak him out a bit for she seems to be lost in her own world now. There's no possible way that they will get any answer from her at this point. There was an old man next to her, but he was speaking about his own personal stories to the fire as if it was a friend. "A long, long time ago, I was a fisherman. It was an easy life . . . or that's what I thought it would be. All I fished up were dead bodies. I fished up the elderly, lifeless corpse that seem to be rotting from the water. And also young men and women too . . . but I had the support of my loving wife by my side. Her lovely pale face, those bright, round brown eyes of her . . . she practically glistens in the water as I fished her up as well . . ." "Oh dear god . . ." Aaron tried to exclaim that under his breath. They are in the fire of freaks, or they have succumbed into the fog so might that they are so lost in mind.
Among them was a young boy however, and he seem to be different than the others. He was a child, and while the others were staring at the fire he was staring at them the entire time. Aaron glance over at Kaethus, signalling about talking to him. He was a quiet boy, looking as though he knows something from his shifting eyes. "I know why this is happening." The boy whisper, and Aaron was surprise. "Do you now? Can you tell us why?" He ask, but the boy was quiet again.
OOC
Infection rate: 25/100
Character's name: Aaron Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Giant muscle man at 6'5", dirty blond hair, one blue eye with a black eye patch over his right eye and burn marks on his face. Wearing an orange jumpsuit with the sleeves ripped off. He's a scary man, strong, but overprotective of his family and friends.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 6:27 pm
It was good to see Aaron smile again. Kaethus hadn't seen it in some time and nodded as they went by the fire. "I think that's a good idea, none of the look familiar." It made him curious, especially the boy but he avoided the gaze and walked after Aaron, watching as he looked them over but he stopped by the girl, looking at her. "Lied about what?" He curled his nose a bit, but she didn't stop. Or move. Was she even blinking? Kaethus felt a shiver up his spine and followed back after Aaron.
"Does she even know we're here at all?" But it seemed that his big brother was already occupied with the older man and he moved next to him to catch the story. The man was blathering on as if he'd recounted his story several times over again. It wasn't the story that entirely put him on edge though. It disturbed him, yes, but it was that vacant look in his eye except for a twinkle that appeared at the end when he mentioned fishing up his wife.
Kaethus felt like the blood fell out of his face and swiftly jumped behind Aaron as the man began to speak more. It was something about breading and stuffing that he didn't care to know. He was still clutching to Aaron tightly while they moved away. But now the fear was setting in.
"I don't know how much more of this I can take... I really can't see myself staying sane here." He was muttering and looked back to the fire. Oddly enough he didn't feel any bit of heat actually coming from it. It made him think back to the telephones again. None of them had been ringing, did that mean that the fire too was not actually there? He felt a migraine coming on.
In the meantime, he finally noticed Aaron with the small boy and looked on with trepidation. He'd seen a teenage boy, someone far more capable of survival, get shot in front of him. He'd seen his friends and faction members attacked. How on earth did a young boy manage to get so far? Not much time to react, however, as the boy spoke and Kaethus cringed at the voice, almost yanking Aaron away.
"There's no way, there's no damn way I'm walking into that. If you ask him, he'll tell you. And I don't think I want to know what his answer is!" His eyes were big, staring back down to the boy again. It was beyond wariness. The fear was perking up in his body and he moved back, facing away. "Ask him if you want to know but I'm going to be back here not listening." He then began to hum it away, staring into the distance. It sounded a lot like the Jeopardy theme...
OOC
[ Infection Rate ]: (+10) 35/100 Character's name: Kaethus Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link: [ #130 ] Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER22 years old, 5'10'' with long brown hair and blue eyes. Wearing his jumpsuit with the sleeves tied around his waist, white tanktop showing. A joker, full of himself but jumps into things and doesn't back down. Occasionally a dumbass. Criminal background mostly in pick-pocketing and shoplifting.
Miidnight Melody
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 7:15 pm
Aaron doesn't want to be here for long. Being here is just making him mad all over again just like when he was at the fog. He kept Kaethus close to his side when they met a few people of the group. He agrees with him that they can't stay here, even that little boy who said that he knew about why this is happening too. The little boy was just as creepy as the others, and he was feeling the sense of paranoia upon him. "Forget it then . . ." Not even say goodbye to the others, even though they don't seem to care, he drags Kaethus away from them. "Well make our own camp then, and make a fire." He looks over to Kaethus with a small smile to reassure him. "It'll be okay, we'll be fine . . ." Just as long as they won't come into contact to anyone weird here.
OOC
Infection rate: 35/100
Character's name: Aaron Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Giant muscle man at 6'5", dirty blond hair, one blue eye with a black eye patch over his right eye and burn marks on his face. Wearing an orange jumpsuit with the sleeves ripped off. He's a scary man, strong, but overprotective of his family and friends.
