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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 22:54:05 GMT -8
You are in a world of white texture. Here the cloth hangs from the sky, an indeterminable distance away, it's source obscured by the vague glow that surrounds the world. Its like a maze of soft canvas, and the ground is as lumpy and difficult to walk over as gnarled tree roots. The air is crisp, cold, and faintly smelling of Band-aids. Somewhere there is the sound of cloth whipping in the wind, but you feel nothing on your skin.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 22:56:04 GMT -8
Beef suddenly falls forward, and into the arms of a smaller person. Ian has the wind nearly knocked out of him, as he supports the larger man's weight. Ian- *gasp* "Wh-BEEF?! How the.. How did you get through?!" He pushes through the cloth that Beef seemingly appeared through, and finds it similarly knotted and matted, completely impassable. Ian- "Well SHIT! I'm glad to see you buddy, but I can't get out of here, and I can't find Izzy either."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 22:59:43 GMT -8
"SHIT." He says and looks around at the strange cloth world. "SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SANDWICH...Ian...what the fuck is going on around here? I'm going to rescue you and get us the hell out of here." He starts looking around for anywhere to go from here. Fuckshit, shitfuck the world was turned outsidein and what the hell was happening.."Come on, don't go anywhere without me, we're getting out." His voice was high and strained.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 23:00:11 GMT -8
He looks for anywhere else to go from here, and tries to push through in any direction.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 23:06:23 GMT -8
Ian- "Beef--Beef! Be careful man. Don't twist your ankle!" The terrain was very difficult to cross, but perhaps Beef had better trust in his own strength than the waif-ish Ian. He found the cloth was pliant, and could bend and tear if he put enough force into it. Sometimes the cloth was just like an onion, peeling back more and more laters... Sometimes he could actually make out faint hints of the overcast sky from behind the weave-- and he could push ahead, and forward through the maze. Ian- "You ate the fuckin' candy, didn't you? This is all just one big drug trip, isn't it? Damn it... This is a boring ass trip, I tell you."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 23:08:37 GMT -8
"I don't know if I ate the candy or not, Ian, but we're going to keep going. It's like there's a sky up there." He felt strangely calm, like his world was validated. Maybe they'd see Satan throwing Priests into water on chains or something cool like that if they went far enough in. He pushes forward through the maze. "Come on Ian, maybe it'll let us out like it did with Penny."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 23:18:29 GMT -8
Beef had never noticed what a little kid Ian was sometimes, and for whatever reason, he wanted to protect him. They were soulbrothers in this instant trapped in danger together, and he looked back thoughtfully. His eyes were teary in a moment of clarity but he put his sunglasses on. He was too cool for that girly shit.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 23:19:44 GMT -8
A sudden scream directed their movement. Both boys leaped and dove through the cloth toward the sound, scraping their palms on rough fabric, and jerking their shoulders painfully as they crawled. They broke through to a more open area, the cloth covered shapes here were as large as buildings and cars-- and they saw a small shape cowering from a large white one.
Seven feet tall, and at first glance, it seemed to be an upside-down ice cream cone of cloth. When it moved, one could see the spindly legs beneath it, and its arms of lashing cloth like whips. It struck at the tiny, dark-haired figure which curled into the cloth at its feet, as it flailed wildly, spinning at the waist.
Beef-- how will you try to attack this monster? You and Ian have no weapons, but this thing isn't all that tough, despite being very unsettling. Ian will help you though he is not as strong.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 23:22:30 GMT -8
"IAN IT'S A FUCKING MARTIAN LET'S TOAST HIM!" He looks for a rock to throw and then decides a good punch might do it! RIGHT IN IT'S MONSTER NARDS. "It's INVASION OF THE CLOTH MARTIANS!" He exclaims. This shit all made sense now. "Ian help me push him over, we'll nail this thing. I'm going to give him such a beating." He takes off his jacket to use it to help shield him from the beatings.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 23:28:53 GMT -8
Ian and Beef to a barrel run toward the thing, who turns slowly and stupidly as a giant turnip. Ian makes a dive for an arm, and flops to the ground, pulling it off balance. Beef shields himself with his badass blazer as it wimpily smacks at him with its one good stringy arm, and he plows into it head first.
His ears ring a bit, but he's surprised to see the monster topple with his headbutt. Ian scrambles to get the other arm, and Beef notices a flapping bit of cloth at the belly. I
The creature is easily unwound, despite its feeble protestations, and soon they are left with a large mass of loose cloth, that attempts to rejoin with the cloth beneath it, immobile and harmless.
Izzy is curled in a ball, her hands shielding her head, some light red welts on her forearms from the lashings.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 23:32:04 GMT -8
"So..invasion of the living cloth martians. I dig it. Izzy, are you ok?" He puts his wrinkled blazer back on, and tries to help her up. "let's get out of here, I know there's an exit to Dimension X somewhere...Like Penny got out so we can too. I know that's where she's been."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 23:37:25 GMT -8
Ian helped Beef with Izzy, she was completely immobile at first. Her face was blank, unable to even emote terror anymore. Ian- "Maybe we should just find a safe place. It's not safe out here I don't think. Penny was here? How did she get out!?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 23:39:28 GMT -8
"I don't know, I just know she did. I didn't get to talk to them before I was pushed in here. I feel she did... We need to get back, Ian, this place isn't safe, I think there are martians here... Other martians, and if we rest they'll strangle us." He looks down at Izzy and then tries to prop her up. His voice is now gentle. "Hey Izzy come on, it'll be ok. You can wear my sunglasses. I'm Christopher Lee Dracula now...in one eye."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 30, 2012 23:42:22 GMT -8
Beef notices in this place that his eye feels much better... but one look at Izzy and Ian confirms his suspicious, that it does not *look* better.
Izzy accepts the sunglasses over her bloody eye, and walks feebly with the two of you.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 30, 2012 23:43:55 GMT -8
"Shit man I wonder if I'll have to have it taken out. Then I'll be like a pirate..." He laughs but he feels sick as he continues to wander through the maze and into the darkness. They were going to do this. Just had to go further, press on, then they'll be out and free of all this horror.
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