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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 12, 2018 14:41:22 GMT -8
Edmund- ”Hello? I think I need a medic? Rodriguez? No hablo espanol?” I barreled over to him hoping he was just caught in the moment. That perhaps it was the Spanish I couldn’t understand. What was worse I wondered not actually being here or being here like this?
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 12, 2018 15:11:38 GMT -8
No one made even a twitch your direction, not a glance. They went about
their business, talking in that bizarre language. Something about it was
rough against your ears like a cat's barbed tongue. Apparently something
tense was happening, as everyone spoke into their radios and furrowed
their brows.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 12, 2018 15:23:06 GMT -8
I looked down at myself to make sure I was really there and not naked or anything. Though I was pretty sure I'd be noticed appearing naked in the middle of a field of cops. I looked around trying to work out what they were so intense about, wandering around like a ghost. I was beginning to think they couldn't see me at all. I kept an eye out for the black table, I didn't like this at all. At least on the ship people spoke a language I could understand. I sang to myself loudly, it wasn't going to hurt since they couldn't hear me.Edmund- "*Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend I'll help you caaarry on...
For it won't be long
Till I'm gonna need
Somebody to leaaan on * "
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 12, 2018 15:54:47 GMT -8
Two police headed for the stairwell, the one in the back with a hand on
his hip for a quick draw. Others came in behind them to watch the descent.
Maybe everyone else was having the same problem as you? You didn't see
any of the rest of the expedition. No guard, no Colt & Butcher, no Mills,
for that matter.
You didn't see the table either, but somehow you sensed a sort of... granular feeling in your head. Maybe those little sand grains were bouncing around in there. You could try to focus and visualize the same way, perhaps.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 12, 2018 16:07:43 GMT -8
I didn't want to stay in this not here. It would have been almost okay if I could understand what people were saying. Part of me felt like this was what I deserved. Stuck out like the observer I was. Tabby and Giselle needed me though. I wanted them to need me anyway. Diane definitely thought she needed me, I wasn't going to let her down too. I imagined myself back at that table with it's smooth black surface and the bowl of sand in front of me. Everything where it should be. I would go back and find a real exit to all of this. XAZ_ETUj+ -1 ·
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 12, 2018 16:29:42 GMT -8
The black sand crawled over your face, the grit gathering in your eyes like
hungry ants. The pain was horrible! But you were swiftly reassembled in a
black world, facing your ghoulish reflection in that black mirror. This time,
someone was behind you. A figure two feet taller than yourself, shrouded in
black lace, horrible black pits for eyes that glinted like moonlight in crude oil. ((Roll 2d10+Will to Keep it Together!!))
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 12, 2018 16:31:56 GMT -8
n3BTscDl++2·
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 12, 2018 16:40:04 GMT -8
Edmund- "I think I got transferred to the wrong department. Is this community outreach?" I stood up from the table and backed away looking for an escape. Did the elevator go both ways?
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 12, 2018 16:46:30 GMT -8
The creature's head seemed overly small aside from the horns, maybe just the
size of a human skull, sitting atop an extended vertebrae. It spread out
long-fingered hands just as charcoaled as the environment, adorned with
countless black, glittering rings. Creature- " ̛͝¿̴̷̕͡ǝ̕͟͞ɹ̴̕͡ǝ̢́͝ɥ̡͏̷̶̢ ҉̸ś̶̴͜ǝ̷̶̵̀͘p͡͞ń̸͠͞͝ɹ͝͠͝ʇ̴̵̧ù̕͟ᴉ͡͝ ̴͞͡ơ̶̧͘͞ɥ̷́̀͝M̴̧̀̕ ̧͘¡̵̡͏l҉̴͘҉͝ǝ̢̢͢ᴉ̀͝ɹ̴҉̶ɐ̡͝҉ɥ̸̧͞ʇ҉͏ɐ̴̴̕͞S̨̀͟͡ ̀͞͝͝s͝ᴉ҉̴́͜ ̸́͜p͘͜ǝ̵̢̀s̡̀̀̕s҉̡͟҉ǝ̸̧̕͢ļ͢͢q "
Aughhh! The sound is horrible, like thorns in your ears, scraping all through your
already beleaguered sinuses. ((Roll 2d10 + Fortitude to endure the injury and escape!))
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 12, 2018 16:49:05 GMT -8
hirfsMHq++1·
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 12, 2018 17:06:00 GMT -8
Arghh! Your eyes flash over with red, the smell of blood fills your nose. You are
dazed for a moment as the pain takes you over. Hot blood trickles out of your
ears and you are reeling, barely standing as you regain consciousness.
The creature is still there, staring with its hideous black eyes.
Creature- "͠Yo̢u s̡e͜ek t͢h̵e̸ ̴bles̛s͟ing͠ of ou̸r̵ ģrea͜t͟ an̛d̴ ̢tęrri̡b́le͝ ͟m͟othe̕r?͢" ((You take 'light' damage, no penalties to rolls yet, but your head is killing you.))
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 12, 2018 17:17:09 GMT -8
Tears run from my eyes mixing with the blood. My bottom lip quivered slightly as I tried to meet it's gaze. At least it was the only witness to my weakness.Edmund- "P..please… Let me go..." I attempted to make a run for it, splitting head and all. Anywhere, just away from that creature.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 12, 2018 17:43:52 GMT -8
You scramble away from the creature, who does not seem to pursue you.
You hear the echoes of the chanting so much clearer, like cotton was pulled from your aching ears. Bl̸e͞śsi͏ngs to ̨th͏e ͝de̷v͟ouri̷ng ҉mòthe͠ŗ.̢ ̶May w̢e f̛i͠n҉d͡ s͡ol̕ac̢e ͡in̛ o͏b̶liv̕io̶ņ.̴
You scramble over pipes and under wires that threaten to trip and choke.
You kick up the stink of old oil, burned carbon.
May w͏e be for͠got̨te̡n̢ ͢f͞ǫre҉vèr͘ in t͠hȩ ҉a҉rms ͜of͘ ͘the͠ a̵b͞ys͠s͞. You hear the rustling of their long skirts, the clatter of their beaded jewelry.̴B̶les҉s͟ȩd Ac̛h͠ly̸s,҉ ̡B̸le̴s̕s͏ed̀ ̛Sa͞t̷h̕ar͢i̴el͟... The elevator is just ahead, the elevator with only one button.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 12, 2018 17:52:47 GMT -8
I stumbled back into the elevator, leaning against the side. I pressed the button several times like it mattered. If this works and I get back to reality I might start going back to church. I just hoped there wasn't any permanent damage, I was sure my insurance wouldn't cover this.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 12, 2018 18:00:24 GMT -8
The elevator shuddered as you tried to wake it, lurching into life so slow.
The darkness beyond made it difficult to tell if you were really going up or
down until you finally saw the pipes disappearing below you. The chanting
followed you the whole way up, maddening talk of self destruction and
complete annihilation. How'd you feel about your Nietzsche, Ed?
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