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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 10, 2013 15:20:03 GMT -8
The control room was less well-lit than the main area, with its only window opening onto the studio room rather than outside. The two didn't have to look far before they found a box with a sticky note on it, sitting in plain sight.
Checking it out, Ben read the note:
"Each one of these thumb drives has all the info about this situation from KOMO 4 and KIRO 7. Please take one and leave the rest for others. Thanks! -Steve Pool" It concludes with a smiley face that has a little moustache.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Feb 10, 2013 15:24:42 GMT -8
"Then we have what we came for and a way to use it. I suppose we will use our generator to read it? Or did the laptop have any charge left?" He asks Ben, unsure of that situation in general. "Good."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 10, 2013 15:45:49 GMT -8
ELSEWHERE... Anna- "You can see OK now, really?"
Seth- "Yeah... just... really hurts like a motherfucker, honestly. I'm gonna feel like shit tomorrow I'm sure."
Anna- "It looks really bad. But if you can see, it can't be too serious."
Seth- "Yeah maybe I'll sit on my ass with cucumber slices on my eyes when we get home."
Anna- "I'm sorry, we don't have cukes yet, last I saw."
Seth- "Damn. Oh man... I started thinking about what other foods we don't have. I ain't even gonna get into it..." They felt peaceful walking through the floor, back to the first office they came to. The room was balmy warm. Nothing seemed scary at all in there.Anna- "It's too orderly in here. Bet we don't find anything."
Seth- "Yeah, kinda weird... Maybe they evacuated before the shit went down."
Anna- "Some people got out, for sure. But that shmuck in the lobby wasn't so lucky, or those two in the studio."
Seth- "Good point." They walked through the small office, feeling very strange in their battle regalia, walking through a classy, orderly environment. There were a few signs here and there that something was wrong. The lack of power, for starters.Seth- "Hey so... I'm really glad we can do stuff together. Not just because you kick all the undead asses."
Anna- "Aw. That's nice..." She seemed to lose her sentence in thought.
Seth- "What do you think about our little homestead? We're getting hella new people lately."
Anna- "Mm, sorry. I don't know why, I keep thinking like I'm Angela Lansbury in Murder She Wrote. Just thinking about all the stuff you can tell by going through a place."
Seth- "Oh yeah, isn't it weird? Feels creepy sometimes, going through people's personal spaces. Found some embarrassing stuff in desk drawers before, I'll tell ya."
Anna- "Oh? Like what?"
Seth- "Sometimes just little stuff like wayyy too many Snickers wrappers. An enema kit. That was weird... Found some good magazines to take home, if you know what I mean, haha... How about you, find anything good?"
Anna- "Um... Similar. Way too many condoms, which of course we took, um, legal stuff like restraining orders, all kind of medicine. A three ring binder of grainy color prints of bestiality shit." They didn't find anything and moved onto the next office, still chatting.Anna- "Wonder if these offices were all for behind the scene types or if any were for anchors?"
Seth- "Yeah, I don't even know if anchors do like... reporter stuff? Do they just read the news, or do they do any of the research? Hmm..."
Anna- "I heard they do reporter stuff. Hard to imagine. Some of those dudes just look dim. Is that mean of me?"
Seth- "Haha, yeah... I like it though." They came into an office with odd decor. One side was all football awards and pictures of teams and such. The other side was a little more mysterious - A photograph of a black velvet curtain, an ebony pedestal holding a silver chalice...Seth- "Ooh... this looks rich."
Anna- "Steve Raible! I didn't know he was a Seahawk. Funny." Seth examined the silver chalice.Seth- "If this was a game, we just found treasure. Not much use for it now, but we should feel proud of ourselves."
Anna- "Haha. Why not? What happens in video games when you get the treasure? You get a little music or something?"
Seth- "YOU FOUND... a silver chalice, 50 GP and..." Seth realized the top of the pedestal was loose.Seth- "OMG this is exciting..." He sat the chalice down on the desk, and tried to remove the top of the pedestal.Anna- "What is it?" The top was actually on a hinge, and opened to reveal a dark velvet compartment, containing a book.Seth- "If this is a magic book, I'm gonna scream and die." He pulled the book out. It was a copy of "Hollywood Babylon."Seth- "Wow what's this?" He opened the book and flipped around. The title page was signed. It was a little tricky to read the text, but possible: "An Adonis knows from whence his power flows. Yours in Darkness, -Kenneth." Seth- "OMG... this is almost as good as a magic book. Or is it a magic book? I guess it'd only be good for summoning Marilyn Monroes or something, but still rich." Anna checked it out. Anna- "Huh. Weird. As. Hell. I wonder what else he's got?" They started going through everything twice, looking for secret compartments and such. Seth found a bad-ass tuxedo suit, about the right height for him, but too loose.Seth- "Oh man, would it be wrong of me to wear this zombie hunting? No no no... I'll pay someone in candy bars to tailor it and I can be dapper as fuck at the next shindig."
Anna- "Ya think the guys will see it as frivolous, even dangerous, to haul that thing home?"
Seth- "...Fuck those guys, I almost got my eyeballs melted. Haha.." He slung the suit over his shoulder and kept looking around. Anna pulled out a box and sat it on the counter.Anna- "This looks important." She sat it down with the other trinkets on the desk. There was a dragon lighter like a crackhead would use, an original Mapplethorpe photo, seven gold dollars, a faberge egg, a copy of "The Satanic Verses," a nude photo of a lady signed "Sharon," and other oddities. She opened the box. Anna- "An envelope marked emergency coke."
Seth- "Holeeeee shit. Steve Raible! Ahahahaha..."
Anna- "Oh please. Lots of people have emergency coke, Seth. He didn't use it regularly, see?"
Seth- "Seriously, the Satanic Verses, nudie pics? I think he wins the prize forever. That enema kit pales in comparison. Damn, what do we do with emergency coke? It's not my thing, but I won't judge."
Anna- "Well, we don't know the vintage on it. Might have that poison stuff in it that can cause, like chemical AIDS. Levamisole. Probably oughtta ... Huh. There's something else."
Seth- "Maybe I should read this Satan book-- hey, whatcha got there?"
Anna- "Um, it's a nice silver necklace. It's got the Satany pentagram thing on it, but it's pretty cool."
Seth- "Oh nice! Do you like it? I got the tux so I'm pretty enough now."
Anna- "I wonder if it has magic powers. Sarah told me Nat was able to make a Ouija board work. Maybe all this goofy stuff works now."
Seth- "Man, yeah! Maybe we should hit up some of the hippie shops, if that's true."
Anna- "Magic is usually so lame, though. All love potions and fertility... Oh man, what if people can use love potions as, like, roofies?"
Seth- "Euuughh... OMG do we have any creepers at 403? I hope not!"
Anna- "Everyone says old man Basil is a creeper, but I dunno. Seems harmless to me. Oh, and Briar is still creeping on me."
Seth- "Just to be safe, let's not bring any love potions home then. Or fertility junk. Yikes, imagine a post-apoc baby? Guess there'll have to be some eventually.. Nevermind, let's talk about this crazy shit some more. Anything else in there?"
Anna- "No, I think we got all the crazy in the building in one spot. One stop shopping!"
Seth- "Sweet, now we just need to find the key to unlock zombie cure, and it was a successful outing!"
Anna- "I bet Ben and the Millionaire got it covered."
Seth- "What, is that guy a secret millionaire? I thought if he was secret anything, he'd be like a secret cop. Or like... prison guard.'"
Anna- "Naw, it's his new name. Thurston Scowl the Third. Prison guard?"
Seth- "Hahaha, I like. Well, maybe that was harsh of me. He's just got some real orderly vibes, you know? He's a cool dude, he's like... a knight in a former life or something.Way better than those evil dickbag cops next door."
Anna- "Man... I hope that those people are OK. The one lady that used to go out there on the balcony... She doesn't anymore. Now it's just this other one. Skinnier. I dunno."
Seth- "Ughhh. I wonder if we're gonna have to bust up that joint eventually."
Anna- "Oh yeah, and ya don't stop!"
Seth- "That's right, 187. What are they gonna do, arrest us? I'd do it anyway." They were a little less thorough in the following rooms, which hadn't given them any kind of "secret compartment" vibe. They were in the last room before getting to the studio area, and the fellas.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Feb 10, 2013 16:25:12 GMT -8
"Hanson, what did you do before all of this happened?" He asks, now curious about the man. He admittedly did not talk much while on missions, but they had scoped everything out and it had been quiet previously. He still kept an eye out just in case something happened, but when all was silent, he paid quiet attention to the surroundings. He crossed his arms and looked up at the ceiling momentarily, rather paranoid about an evil ceiling ghost himself, honestly. Ben had not accompanied him on many missions, and he was unfamiliar with him, but he seemed competent, and hard-working on this one. And perhaps the most intelligent of the lot of them, even Clemens. He was unsure what sort of person Anna was, besides being very brave and also leaderly.
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Post by Gillsing on Feb 10, 2013 18:31:40 GMT -8
"Then we have what we came for and a way to use it. I suppose we will use our generator to read it? Or did the laptop have any charge left?" He asks Ben, unsure of that situation in general. Ben- "Eh, I think we might as well take Steve Pool's word and save whatever charge there's left in the computer." Ben placed the thumbdrive in a well cushioned part of his knapsack, and took one last look around the control room before heading out toward the dressing rooms.((And here follows the reply to the latest post.)) Ben- "Oh, I programmed computers at Microsoft. Good money in that. And you?" Ben wasn't really that curious, but it was something to talk about.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Feb 10, 2013 18:36:22 GMT -8
"Personal trainer." He seems disinterested in his own answer. "You are one of the smarter people here. I am glad to have someone like you working with me." He seems both honest, and like a man acknowledging the use of something he does not entirely understand. His tone is softer and less gruff. "We should continue to look around, perhaps we can find something useful, Hanson." He begins scouting out, straining his vision in the dark like an alert dog trotting to investigate danger.
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Post by Gillsing on Feb 10, 2013 18:44:03 GMT -8
Ben- "Good to have you around too. And yeah, we might as well look around while we're here. No telling what might come in handy back home." What might dressing rooms have to offer? Powder and tissues? Complimentary candy? Bottles of carbonated water? Ben could see some use for that.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 10, 2013 18:44:12 GMT -8
If you'd like to do a ghost encounter, you can. Or if you'd like to find something fun, weird, or useful, you can - as long as it isn't, like "the cure for zombies" or "Gutless Boy's secret diary." I'm a bit busy so not quite up to running an encounter myself. I'll be back up on it later!
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Post by Dr. Jar on Feb 10, 2013 18:56:35 GMT -8
Ashley sticks near Ben, his crowbar at the ready, and holds his flare in his other hand. He would also search for anything useful, finding only things that he would rather not take, besides sealed bottled water.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Feb 10, 2013 20:27:30 GMT -8
As Ashley rummaged around Kiro-7, he noticed something curious ... a messenger bag in one corner. Its contents were partially spilled across the floor: a nice pen, spare change, one gift certificate to Starbucks, and a parcel shaped like a book, wrapped in deep purple velvet cloth.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Feb 10, 2013 20:34:28 GMT -8
Since money was less useful than toilet paper in this world, he left the coins alone for the time being, but takes the pen and opens the parcel curiously. It could not hurt now, at least.
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Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Post by DKender on Feb 10, 2013 20:42:49 GMT -8
Within the velvet cloth, Ashley finds a birthday card and a paperback book! Its cover depicts a gorgeous blonde woman making out with a muscular cop! The title is: Terms Of Surrender, Silhouette Romantic Suspense, and the back cover reads:
First-she'd left without a word.
Second-he hadn't chased her down.
Now they had to face their past under heated circumstances. And SWAT team hostage negotiators Jolie Conrad and Dace Recker couldn't let their simmering feelings explode. Because they'd suddenly become partners-and targets for a thwarted felon with revenge on the brain.
Staying alive would push them to the limit-but staying away from each other might just push them over the edge...
Good find, Ashley!
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Post by Dr. Jar on Feb 10, 2013 20:50:28 GMT -8
Ashley turns bright red, and then turns it over, and turns it over again, flipping through it. He opened it right into a smoldering sex scene, and then closed it. Woman-porn, and not the kind that anyone in their building would like. Well, maybe the SWAT negotiator one. He thought about offering it, but it would be something to read. He did read once, before he had a job after all...there...this was a genre? He puzzled over the possibility, and then wondered about its owner...somewhere...hopefully alive, and not missing a book of this nature....Oh well. He looked for a wallet to see if there was an owner that he would never be able to return this to.
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Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
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Post by DKender on Feb 10, 2013 22:53:30 GMT -8
There's no wallet to be found! However, the card is decorated with glitter and birds wearing party hats. Inside, scrawled in bold cursive, somebody wrote:
Maybe this will cure your bibliophilia. Happy 31st, Bob!
- XOXO Shelly
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Post by Dr. Jar on Feb 10, 2013 22:57:27 GMT -8
Ashley wondered what "bibliophilia" was, and if that had something to do with other kinds of philias. He hoped not, and decided that he was not going to show this find to Hanson. He would just put it in the common room, and leave it there. Yes, that is exactly what he would do. He was overcome with the desire to open it up again, but thought maybe something else was for the better. He'd consider giving it to Patti if it was not for the..."content." Nor would she likely appreciate that coming from him. He frowned again, and then searched some of the nearby drawers to distract himself, collecting more pencils and paper. He was no artist but he was going to draw himself a Friskers today. His fifth grade teacher did say he had talent.
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