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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Sept 9, 2014 19:49:40 GMT -8
((Haha yess! The hand of course. Thanks Chris! ))
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 10, 2014 2:45:08 GMT -8
Hobo- " Who oka-whooka -whoo *SHOMP*" No use! The thing kicked the back of his calf (luckily moving forward at the time, barely broke his stride) and tried to bite down on him again. He'd need to outmaneuver it because speed wasn't sufficient... what else could he do? The beach here was made of random boulders of old cement and oversized saturated grains mixed with sparkling waste. The horse's breath was hot on the back of his shoulders.
To one side was city streets and buildings - closed businesses, dark apartments. Closer, a row of flimsy looking trees lining a concrete path. To the other side, the harbor. Ahead, the beach terminated in an impenetrable looking thicket of blackberry bushes and dead ivy, beyond that a private marina with concrete moorings and smallish white boats.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Sept 10, 2014 16:42:09 GMT -8
August looked this way and that, tossing up between the close but flimsy trees and the buildings. He continued calling desperately for a member of his family, he wasn't fussy. Wilhelm! Santi! Marchese, I need you. Come to me! e began swerving around boulders and using what he could to put distance between him and the horror horse. He made a move towards the flimsy trees before making a bolt for the buildings. Horses couldn't climb right?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 11, 2014 1:33:17 GMT -8
Hobo- " Whu-HAW HAWHAWW!" It was desperate and confused as hell. Half the time the horse was right on top of him - even in front of him - but he dodged its legs this way and that. To buy a second of wall climbing time, he ducked between two parked cars and bounded to it. As he was airborne, he heard the thing behind him, hooves crunching into car roofs like aluminum cans. Just as he clambered out of reach, he heard the impact of its hooves on the wall below him. It had jumped off the car roofs to reach higher at him.
But he was far more deft on a wall. The thing only managed to clap its hooves on brick a few times before falling back to the ground. August found looking down wasn't as sketchy as before - he could swing like a possum on bennies, with proper motivation...
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Sept 11, 2014 16:21:09 GMT -8
August had a lot of motivation, he didn't want to lose anymore of his hair. Or a limb, of course ha. Wilhelm! SANTI! Please come! He moved a little more out of reach, then looked down at the raging equine. He didn't want it going back after Cam but he sure as heck wasn't going down there either. It was time to talk it out. "Now sir, ya need to take some deep breaths. Violence is not the answer, we're reasonable beings ain't we? Sure we can't just move right along? Me and what's left of Cam can leave and ya can get back to... whatever it is ya do? How does that sound? It sounds bombaroo, don't it? Hmm..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 12, 2014 0:20:52 GMT -8
The horse spat and waved its lips at him before hunching down so hard it shrank back into a more roughly humanoid form. There were too many arms and legs spilling out of the trenchcoat like chips out of a fast food box, and it stuffed a large knobby hand into its mouth, yanking on the tongue.
This produced a bucket of seaweed vomit like so:
and it picked up a bulb-and-strand like piece to wield as a grappling hook.
Hobo- "Yer comminame, comminame, gon t' 'ave a beast on yer crooked rails." Whoosh whoosh went the bulb as he spun it over his head.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Sept 12, 2014 19:14:04 GMT -8
" Lawdamimbo! It's the daisy root ain't it?" August began scrambling up the building as fast as his limbs would take him. There was no way this guy was gonna calm down, he'd just pulled his guts out like ropey stuffing. August really hoped someone would come along soon or he was just going to be mush on the pavement. SANTI PLEASE!
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 13, 2014 9:03:54 GMT -8
Hobo- "SPEAK GLENNISH TO ME, YE SUVVERN SIFTER!" Whoosh! The bulb whacked the side of August's leg so hard he was knocked free of the wall! He spun around in the air, more than thirty feet above the hard concrete, still pretty close to the brick wall.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Sept 13, 2014 16:16:47 GMT -8
"CAAAMMM!!!" August dropped the arm as he scrambled to reattach himself to the wall, grabbing ahold of anything he could for dear life. If only he could turned into a bird like Santi and just fly away.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 14, 2014 1:50:59 GMT -8
Success! August got a paw on the wall and his whole body swung around that pivot like an arboreal animal on a branch, affording him the momentum to just fly up the wall - bip, bip bip, his hand barely contacted knuckle first and he was in swing after swing. The monster expressed some inexplicable rage below.
Hobo- "LOSE YER LUNCH, BUCKO?!" Whoosh! He threw the severed limb at August, hoping to distract him into a free fall. It bounced off the wall too far away for him to grab and off to the concrete below.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Sept 14, 2014 23:07:21 GMT -8
If August wasn't being hounded by a angry hobo, all this jumping up walls would be pretty darn bombaroo. This bloke was not playing fair though, not one iota. He kept climbing up, keeping further away from the chunder bulb. "Ya have all the manners of a Crocodile in mating season! Leave me and my mate alone! Ain't ya got nothing better to do?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 15, 2014 3:12:15 GMT -8
The bricks were moist and rough on his hands, but he couldn't much care. He was seven stories up and the lip of the roof was near. He couldn't hear the weirdo below very well, as the salty atmosphere swirled in his ears. What to do next? Of course he can keep calling if so inclined. And where was Cameron in all this?
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Sept 15, 2014 22:28:04 GMT -8
August made his way up to the roof, clambering over and looking sadly down at the pavement. Sorry Cam, maybe he could grow another or borrow August's? He would look kinda silly though. He continued mentally calling out for members of his family, especially focusing on Santi and Wilhelm. Where were they when ya needed them? COME on GUYS!! He decided to climb over said seven foot building and double back to the beach. Would the hobo catch on? He sure hoped Cam was okay and the sea hadn't taken him out. He was the worst best friend ever.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Sept 16, 2014 0:32:49 GMT -8
His view over one side of the building...
Hobo- "ARRRRGH!" ... then the other. Poorly tended fractured parking lot. Huge rubbish bins. Unhealthy grass, cigarette butts, bits of broken glass and stray gravel. He bounded easily down the old bricks, but immediately felt a sense of alarm - knowing he was on the ground maybe a hundred feet from the thing, around one thin corner.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Sept 16, 2014 3:58:11 GMT -8
August ran some fingers through what was left of his hair and began focusing on pulling shadows to his form. He welcomed their cold slimy skin and the burning feeling up his arms. It was better than having them ripped off. Once he felt covered enough he began slowly creeping back towards the beach, keeping to the sides and shadows as much as he could. SANTI GET YA ARSE HERE ALREADY! So much for giving a holla if he needed him.
((Santi ain't no hollerback girl ))
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