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Post by Trinity on Jan 16, 2016 16:48:17 GMT -8
As he muttered something about needing new clothes to himself, the very tired and wheezing Mason began dragging the body out of the way, along with a few stray bits that he pushed with the end of his gun. Grooosss. Once all of the grody-bits and Charlie were moved out into the parking lot, Mason climbed inside the van. Mason- "fuckin' ktro... not worth the money... need a new jacket.." He was ready to roll out.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 16, 2016 23:03:48 GMT -8
Mason and Marshall were seated, and Tim was helping Erel into the van. Was Hmolly planning to drive again?
(( Kristi is prescribed skeletons )) Not very far away, by the silver van. You remember being hauled around in a van like that. Humans!
No one else noticed the approaching creature yet.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Jan 17, 2016 8:03:06 GMT -8
Those in the van looking out the windshield could see a very distressed hotel worker coming towards them. Besides her now missing a sweater and one shoe, red stains covered her previously pristine clothes, and human remains dangled from her body. Horror Jill - "Please, Wait! I need help!"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 17, 2016 10:22:41 GMT -8
((Let's say Mason is the only one from the back who can sorta see through the windshield at the moment, since most of the people in the van don't have a clear view. Of course Molly's in the front. Tim & Erel aren't quite into the back but they're on the opposite side of the van from Jill I Am. Also the dangly human remains aren't obvious from to anyone from this point of view, but there's a helluvalot of bloods.))
Hmolly, someone you haven't seen yet, coming toward u guys drenched in bloods. Mason, is that the chick from the office? Seems like it...
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Post by Dr. Jar on Jan 17, 2016 19:33:10 GMT -8
Erel- Erel allows them to help him into the van, and is strangely mute for most of these proceedings. He's too tired and frightened to make much commentary.
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Post by Trinity on Jan 18, 2016 18:47:54 GMT -8
Mason recognized that woman from before. She didn't look too well either, but Mason didn't want to wait any longer. He leaned forward and pointed to her from the backseat.
Mason- "That was one of.. *wheeze* ..the workers here. She looks better than.. *wheeze* ..we do. She'll call the cops or something, we should.. *wheeze* get the fuck out of here."
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Jan 18, 2016 19:13:41 GMT -8
On shaky legs, Jill had gotten close to the van so that her pleas would hopefully be heard. Horror Jill - "There is something wrong with me! Please help!" She turns back towards the building for a moment, giving anybody looking the chance to see the exposed human innards in not-quite-right places. Gnarly.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 18, 2016 23:23:47 GMT -8
Tim managed to get in the van & the door shut at the last moment. As the van began to move, no one could see Jill anymore except Hmolly.
Hmolly, unless you are trippin, it looks like worker lady has a brain stuck to the back of her neck, amid all the blood and such. WTF?
Horror Jill, these foolz think they can get away. Wassup wit that?
((one post each before I go again, except Hmolly - I'd like to make sure the monster's player posts before the driver's player.))
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Jan 18, 2016 23:38:17 GMT -8
((slight GM edits to match how i envision the scene / include details that felt important / make it all match in past tense. note like most vans i don't think this one has quite enough hood for a human to put their whole body onto without sliding off.))
A faint electrical current charged through the dashboard, giving Holly's hands a painful shock. Something was obviously wrong. The vehicle suspiciously crawls to a halt, the engine dying without a sound. As it slowed, the bloody lady was closing the distance.
By the time the van stopped rolling, Jill was leaning over / sprawled on the van hood. Wet red streaks appeared on the metal where her hands, clothes, and body touched. She shook more visibly and appeared to be in a lot of discomfort. Horror Jill - "Help..."
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Post by Trinity on Jan 19, 2016 13:53:46 GMT -8
From the backseat, Mason could see the hotel worker laid out on the hood. What up with that, yo? Still, he wasted no time drawing up his gun. He wormed his way in between the two seats up front and pressed the barrel to the glass. He took a deep, shaky breath, and called out:
Mason- "MOVE ONE MORE INCH AND I'LL BLOW A HOLE IN YOUR SKULL!" He would, too, the absolute madman.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Jan 19, 2016 15:57:31 GMT -8
Erel- "What's going on over there?" He cranes his head to try to see better.
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Jan 20, 2016 17:36:31 GMT -8
Jill doesn't seem to make out Mason's threatening words through the van buffer. It's not looking like she's fit to do much moving anyway.
Somebody's going to have to go out and push her off if they don't want to run her over. Or maybe try talking like civilized human beings? Oh, the possibilities.
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Post by Trinity on Jan 20, 2016 18:51:57 GMT -8
Mason shared worried looks with the others. Mason- "So, uh.. I got Charlie.. one of you guys want to take this?"
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Post by DKender on Jan 20, 2016 22:09:39 GMT -8
"I just want to go home ..." But what waited for him at home? A glassy-eyed dummy? A bowl of bran flakes? Ah, such wonderful comforts! He cracked the sliding side door beside him and shouted through it."What fresh hell is this, Ma'am? You need a ride?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 20, 2016 22:24:24 GMT -8
((Note edit on DeeK post, the van's back doesn't have side windows.))
Erel couldn't get eyes past Mason and the tall chairs. Timothy still couldn't see her either through the crack of the door, but he would if she moved toward his voice.
Holly found the key instantly shocked her. Instinctively touching the vinyl dashboard cover, she felt a weird hum there.
Who had hands on guns?
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