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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 10, 2016 4:29:36 GMT -8
((It's a plan! Just bop in as you can, and I'll check in here now and again.)) 
Zero-
"Ah, what's done is done, and y'all do amuse me more than I been for a bit.
The five entered through a rickety set of double doors, and into a more kempt side entrance. The floor was somewhat swept of dead leaves, and a stained rag rug sopped up the mud from their shoes and bare feet.
Zero-
How about you boys go have a walk about
and see if there's any settings that strike your fancy.
Us old timers will go have a sit and discuss the details.
Guess I don't have to warn ya about the black mold,
but don't let anything collapse on you..."
Anselm-
"Yeah, you ztill die if it impales you sometimes.
Don't lose all your blood or head is crushed."
Zero-
"Well that's just delightfully morbid."
They took a seat at a cheap folding card-table, protected from the open roof above by a dingy beach umbrella taped to the back of a chair. The boys were free to wander as they wished. Somewhere, distant chanting of cheesy goth lyrics reverberated from the belfries.(C will do another environmental post in a bit, but feel free to add conversational bits between August/Cam/Tristan)
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 10, 2016 15:11:01 GMT -8
Inside, Cameron just moseyed close to the nave, taking Tristan.
  
Cameron-
"Ya didn't seem that thrilled the
Tristan- other night. Are you easing up a bit?"
"Yeah, it's still pratty gross."
"Okay, but think about, um, remember
the Holgian production of Lord Demos,
what was it called?"
"Seigneur de la Tombe."
"Right, the first one with titties in it. But
it also had bad-ass architecture in it. Y'know?"
Cameron tried to explain some of the merits of the place, while occasionally
devolving into technical jargon about lenses and equipment Tristan had to
pretend to understand. They walked halfway down the center aisle.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 10, 2016 16:42:07 GMT -8
  "Hey people pays heaps to have places trashed for films. This one just comes pre-trashed. Pure grudge glory y'all." August called out from where he was searching for stairs upwards, on the look out for a cool bell tower or the like. |
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 10, 2016 17:52:35 GMT -8
August found a long hall with crude murals streaking down the walls. It'd been painted over multiple times, screaming faces over curvilinear shapes, skeletal hands clawing for the ceiling and missives of despair. But mostly crude depictions of genitalia. The mural followed the hall to a curving spiral staircase, cigarette butts fallen at its base like the acorns from a dying tree. He heard the distant low conversation of Anselm and Zero, and the padding feet of underfed youths scampering about. Wind whistled overhead where the roof split into soggy beams.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 10, 2016 20:59:31 GMT -8
Cameron and Tristan moved to catch up with him, all he heard for the moment was their footfalls.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 10, 2016 21:08:30 GMT -8
((Ahhh I totally missed this. >< Sorry Kelly))"Aww yeah. Movie gold, baby." August spoke to himself as he climbed up the spiral staircase. It was much easier being brave when you were hard to kill except when it came to that creepy creepy kid. He avoided touching the walls, just in case the artists hadn't only painted genital art with paint.
He looked out over the roof in case there was anywhere else to go. He'd been hoping for more than soggy beams. Still that was the magic of film, a few cuts and this could lead to the doctor's secret lair or something even more mysterious.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 10, 2016 21:21:20 GMT -8
((No problem!  )) At the top of the stairs there were a few rickety beams covering a gap between the landing and another floor, mostly blocked with detritus swept out of the empty rooms and left to turn to mush. Crossing the beams would've been nerve-wracking to someone of mortal means, but the vampires didn't have any problem getting to the other side. In the center of the hall was a pull down ladder left extended. Standing beneath it, August could see moonlight pouring in from the bell tower above. It had hardly any protection now, the walls blasted open and most of the roof. Shh, shh...get up there.
They're coming...
Hurry, just hold on.
Eugh, it's cold. Voices whispered above, hushed as well as they could.Ow, look out!
It's wet... eughhhh...
Shh-shh! August could easily see in the dark, two boys scattering around for hiding places, and one hanging from beneath the bell, feet dangling below.Okay, okay... wait until they get up here.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 10, 2016 21:28:58 GMT -8
   "I can see y'all kiddies. Really, I was just scaring ya yesterday. I ain't gonna bite. Heck I'm a vegan! Kinda... Not really. I am in me heart anyway..." August made his way up the staircase going slowly. He didn't want them falling to their deaths in fright. Zero wouldn't be happy... Or would he? Gross. Dead goth kid soup.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 10, 2016 21:35:59 GMT -8
Cameron and Tristan caught up.
 
Cameron-
Tristan- "Hey man, wow, this is dope."
"I think I saw a dope."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 10, 2016 21:37:41 GMT -8
Triangle and Gabriel slumped against the remaining brick wall.
 
Gabriel-
"No fun, you're as bad as him."
Triangle-
"The prank last night was the first
we've pulled off in forever."
Bare pale feet still hung from the bell.
Gabriel-
"It's over dude, they saw us..."
Cross dangled a moment longer before sliding down to the ground, and ducking beneath the heavy brass.
Cross-
"Damn, I was gonna ring it and scare you."
Gabriel-
"I told him it would make him go deaf."
Cross-
"It'd be worth it. So what do we get to be in your movie?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 10, 2016 21:48:33 GMT -8
  "That poor little raccoon. I hope ya feed him. A pet is more than a funny prank."    "Ummm witch's minions? I dunno, it's not a big cast. Ya might just be extras but ya know, a film is only as good as it's extras. We'll give ya cool names like crowd guy one, two and three. These guys were there too.
Tristan-
"I'm saxy model so I can be saxy number one."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 10, 2016 21:55:11 GMT -8
 
Cross-
"Whhhaat? Just minions? I took a quarter of Drama last year, you know."
Gabriel-
"It's okay, I don't want my father to see me on film anyway."
Triangle-
*shudder*
Cross-
"Hey, do you need like, art for it?
We were all in art club last semester."
Gabriel-
"As long as I can express my psychic torment."
Triangle-
"Torment... *shudder*"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 10, 2016 22:01:00 GMT -8
Tristan-
"Be nice to animals!"
Cameron-
"It probably eats better than they do..."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 10, 2016 22:07:28 GMT -8
   "You bet your sweet momma's pumpkin pie we do! Psychic torment is bombaroo!"   "We had artists before but they ain't interested now they're dead. Something about souls I think. Are you guys the ones who did these murals? The creepy ones not the genital ones." |
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 10, 2016 22:12:39 GMT -8
Triangle-
"Yeah, we did."
Gabriel-
"I did the hands. And only a couple of the dicks. The old ones just looked lonely."
Triangle-
"We paint by candlelight, pouring out our emotions.
But we ran out of paint."
Gabriel-
"Turns out finger painting with oils isn't the best idea.
So he took them from us. Tempera is just not the same."
Cross-
"I play the music to get these guys in the spirit to create.
It's really fun to hang out while the paint's drying, it smells cool."
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