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Jan 26, 2014 20:42:36 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 20:42:36 GMT -8
A mystery...
Eli lay still for ages. He kept hoping he'd wake up for real this time, and not just be stuck in this pitch black nightmare. But no dream was this boring. He pushed at his restraints and groaned in discomfort. This hospital was bullshit. Where was the accountability? Maybe one of his dad's coworkers knew a lawyer... (ORIGINALLY...) Random snippet stuff-
He wanted to hyperventilate like when he was a kid in trouble but lacked the breath.
It didn't bother him in the slightest, but Eli knew it was there. This room was fucking freezing.
Well...what could he do? Eli tried jerking his head from side to side. He wiggled his fingers. Something was keeping him in place, he couldn't do any more than that. But...could he talk? "Nn...ha...ah..." Apparently he could, although it felt odd. He had to force himself to breath in and out, to get the words out. Wasn't that supposed to be natural?
There was no adrenaline rush, his blood wasn't pumping. He was just...shouting, with no force behind it. It was a cold comfort that he could still cry. Tears slid down Eli's face. He felt so strange. Was he even alive? Was this hell? What had he done to deserve this? He sobbed...and sobbed...and sobbed, occasionally jerking in some pathetic fashion. "Leo...I'm so sorry...so so sorry..." After some time, Eli slowly stopped. He couldn't keep this up, could he? He had to do something, or he would be stuck here forever. His friends, he had to find them. He had to save them! The question was: how?
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Jan 26, 2014 21:23:39 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 26, 2014 21:23:39 GMT -8
August- August wriggled his arms and legs against the restraints. It bothered him, this lack of breath. His skin felt like it'd been brushed with clammy glue, it was hard to tell if his eyes were even open. At least he'd woken up from the pain and nightmares but to what exactly? What the hell was going on? This was weirder than a donkey's head on a emu, he should have listened to Eli after all. It had all been going so well though. He felt a rush of guilt. He needed to hear something even if it was his own voice.
It came out like a creaking door, his tongue and mouth almost numb.“H-hello? Hello? Y'all there?... Ma?" It was worth a shot.
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Jan 26, 2014 21:31:16 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 21:31:16 GMT -8
There was nary a peep from donkey nor emu, at least, for this cold moment.
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Jan 26, 2014 21:52:24 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 26, 2014 21:52:24 GMT -8
What-- who was-- Was that a real person? Eli tried to call back.Eli- *sickly gurgle* Ugh! He coughed and hacked up something nasty that just squished over his chin and stuck to the-- wait. Was was this on his head, anyway?
August heard some furniture creaking and spooky noises like someone left on a cheesy haunted house soundtrack.(ORIGINALLY...)August-"Darn it..." August frowned, or at least he thought he frowned. Hopefully this was some prank, Glennish people had a weird sense of humour.
He resigned for the moment and began counting Snowshoe Kangaroos in his head to pass the time. Hopefully not too much time, he was a funny kind of hungry.
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Jan 26, 2014 22:05:03 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 22:05:03 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) The Kangaroos mounted in number for a while. He could almost imagine falling asleep again, but the circumstance was unnerving. Also, if you're asleep and you aren't breathing, does that mean you're dead?
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Jan 26, 2014 22:13:25 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 26, 2014 22:13:25 GMT -8
August- "Darn it... This ain't funny. Lloyd? This better not be you or ya gonna taste some Antearctan fury." August frowned, or at least he thought he frowned. Hopefully this was some prank, Glennish people had a weird sense of humour.
He thrashed against the restraints as hard as he could. (ORIGINALLY...) August-
With those dark thoughts in his head, he started counting out loud and thrashed against the restraints as hard as he could. Even if all it did was keep him awake, or undead or whatever. He wanted to hyperventilate like when he was a kid in trouble but lacked the breath.
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Jan 26, 2014 22:21:54 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 22:21:54 GMT -8
Wh-wh... Lloyd..?! Was it all his doing? That seemed as reasonable as any theory. And August was in here too! What, were they all tied up in the utility closet? It was 7th grade all over. Man, what a bunch of ultra-BS. Eli cleared his throat and tried to speak up.Eli- "A--auuguuust?" Someone whispered August's name all spooky ghost-like. Psh, like that was gonna scare him.(ORIGINALLY...)That kicked up a ruckus alright. He could feel his hood loosen a little - not that it was on very tight in the first place. Eli- "FUCKING FACE ME, YOU BLOODY COWARDS!" After several minutes of screaming and thrashing about desperately, Eli's cries devolved into weeping. He could barely stay angry. There was no adrenaline rush, his blood wasn't pumping. He was just...shouting, with no force behind it. It was a cold comfort that he could still cry. Tears slid down Eli's face. He felt so strange. Was he even alive? Was this hell? What had he done to deserve this? He sobbed...and sobbed...and sobbed, occasionally jerking in some pathetic fashion.
Eli- "Leo...I'm so sorry...so so sorry..." After some time, Eli slowly stopped. He couldn't keep this up, could he? He had to do something, or he would be stuck here forever. His friends, he had to find them. He had to save them! The question was: how?
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Jan 26, 2014 23:42:58 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 23:42:58 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) August - apparently you have noisy company.
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Jan 26, 2014 23:49:23 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 26, 2014 23:49:23 GMT -8
August kept thrashing against his restraints and his hood got a little looser. The more he thought it was Lloyd, the more it made sense. Were those patrons all part of his hoax too? "What! I heard ya! Come on, this is old school. Ya gotta do better than that, Lloyd."
That'll get him!(ORIGINALLY...)((Perhaps he could sense an August?))August-"Lawdamimbo! It's me not Leo, um I think we may joined a cult… or something. I guess y'all were right. I'm here buddy so ya can quit your sobbing. Lemme see if I can get this bag off. We'll find Leo and the others!" Phew! He wasn't dead or stuffed! August was feeling pretty darn guilty and his ears were hurting a bit from the yelling. He began throwing his head back and forth violently like an old school rocker in the hopes of bag freedom.
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Jan 26, 2014 23:51:51 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 26, 2014 23:51:51 GMT -8
Yeah! WTF Lloyd?
Eli's head still spun with confusing memories, but this ooky smell and wet cloth in his face was pretty damn distracting. "Y-yeah man... you... you're stupid... *snuff* Lloyd the... Loser."
(ORIGINALLY...)((Indea - whenever you have ur avatars from K, your hood comes off. Describe that and I'll describe what you see... Sebastian - you will hear August... that's as much as he'll sense about the room until he starts working his own hood free, aside from smells like congealed blood and burlap and dust.))Eli must have been doing some fumbling or complaining here.
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Jan 26, 2014 23:58:27 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 26, 2014 23:58:27 GMT -8
He started shaking his head up and down like a Hodden metal fan trying to get this awful sack off his head. Maybe that's why he couldn't breath? What had Lloyd done? "YEAH! Ya nothing but a washed up copycat... Hang on. Who's who's that?"
(ORIGINALLY...)The sack came off after a particularly violent head thrash, it fell soggy and sticky to the floor.
"G-got it! Bombaroo..." August half expected to take a relieved breath of air but it didn't happen. His eyes fluttered as he tried to make sense of his surroundings.
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Jan 27, 2014 0:15:11 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 27, 2014 0:15:11 GMT -8
Eli heard the ruckus. Maybe August could get free of this stuff and help him next. Just had to get out of these restraints--
Wait.
This wasn't... duct tape, was it? Leo... No, she couldn't have joined the evil forces! Eli- "August? It's Eli. Did we-- *coff* --whuz--whuz happening?"
Guy sounded he was under a wet blanket. Even as August was close to getting his own hood off. (ORIGINALLY...)The whole area was dark, but he was aware of a few dim light sources. One - the door. Light from underneath it spilled into the room and diffused in a way that somehow gave him enough to see by. Two - the three bodies in the room, including his own, had a very faint glow coming out of the middle of their torsos, feebly joining the scatter about the room. There was a light fixture on the ceiling - not active. He was on a stretcher alongside two more stretchers. The noisy fellow was closes to him - Eli? with a hood on his head - and someone else was on another stretcher beyond that. underneath each stretcher was a length of tarp. He could hear fluid dripping from the farthest stretcher and see that all were quite blood spattered. Eli must have been like, "What? What do you seeee?"
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Jan 27, 2014 0:30:08 GMT -8
Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jan 27, 2014 0:30:08 GMT -8
"Hughh Hang on, Eli. I'm gonna find out. Ready or not ya, drongos!" The sack came off after a particularly violent head thrash, it fell soggy and sticky to the floor."G-got it! Bombaroo..." August half expected to take a relieved breath of air but it didn't happen. His eyes fluttered as he tried to make sense of his surroundings. The whole area was dark, but he was aware of a few dim light sources. One - the door. Light from underneath it spilled into the room and diffused in a way that somehow gave him enough to see by. Two - the three bodies in the room, including his own, had a very faint glow coming out of the middle of their torsos, feebly joining the scatter about the room. There was a light fixture on the ceiling - not active. He was on a stretcher alongside two more stretchers. The noisy fellow was closes to him - Eli? with a hood on his head - and someone else was on another stretcher beyond that. underneath each stretcher was a length of tarp. He could hear fluid dripping from the farthest stretcher and see that all were quite blood spattered."…Law..da..mimbo… It's not Lloyd... Not unless he's really lost the plot. I uh I uh wouldn't hurry to get that sack off. We're in a heck load of trouble. Shhh Shootfire…" August stared at the third body, praying it would start moving too. Had they been experimented on? Was it organ harvesting… Maybe they were in hell after all. (ORIGINALLY...)"…Law..da..mimbo… It's not a cult. I uh I uh wouldn't hurry to get that sack off. We're in a heck load of trouble. D-damn…" August stared at the third body, praying it would start moving too. Had they been experimented on? Was it organ harvesting… Maybe they were in hell after all.
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Jan 27, 2014 0:43:44 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 27, 2014 0:43:44 GMT -8
Eli- "Huh? What's happening...?" He thrashed weakly on his stretcher, which to August, made the scene look all the more like one of those black and white Grauish horror shorts that kept getting banned. "What's... Man... Where's... what are we gonna do?" (ORIGINALLY...)Eli must've been buckin' and truckin', incidentally conceiving of the scene slightly different from GMs. Probably being all outraged too.
Eli wasn't on a chair - he was horizontal on some kind of hospital equipment, with the tough, quality restraints. But his hood was starting to come loose came loose. ((Sebastian must've ninja'd me with his hood coming off post.))
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Jan 27, 2014 0:47:08 GMT -8
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 27, 2014 0:47:08 GMT -8
(ORIGINALLY...) When Eli turned his head toward August, August could see he was half-caked in a copious amount of blood. If Eli turns the other way, he will see an immobile, utterly blood-drenched, Jason-shaped hooded body. Blood drips from it to the tarp beneath.
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