Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:07:02 PM)
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Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:08:42 PM)
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Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:08:48 PM)
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J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:10:12 PM)
*As Papa Bernard has suggested, the threatre showed signs of being stirred since the last time everyone had been there. The boards were shifted slightly, kenning showed a slight change in the dreaming of the area. Things were just a bit... off.*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:11:06 PM)
*Em lurks about, her whiskers twitching slightly as she gets a feel of the place*
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:12:24 PM)
*it was quiet as a grave. Even the cockroaches were quiet...*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:12:36 PM)
*Imani poked around, lit cigarette hanging from his mouth*Ain't likin' dis' already.
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:13:29 PM)
W-well, it's just a tiny bit quiet. No big deal.
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:13:43 PM)
*Gino came upon the scene, giving Emma a small wave, looking around.* Let's investigate and see what we find?
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:15:25 PM)
*The wind picked up, a lonely little howl coming through the boards*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:15:56 PM)
Th'birdie said there was... what? Something. I forget. A magic number, lost. *She pokes at the board, ready to head in*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:17:01 PM)
He said what now?*The cap smoked and eyed the place cautiously*
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:17:18 PM)
*It moved aside, creaking on the nail that held it. A faint scuffling*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:17:33 PM)
He was just a little bit demented and stressed. Molting too, if memory serves. *He held the board for Emma to enter.* Be careful.
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:17:43 PM)
*Her ears perk, and she looks for the source of the scuffle noise*
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:18:55 PM)
(Emma: Per/alert sight based dif 8)
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:20:03 PM)
((1 suxx))
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:21:40 PM)
Mmm.... La cucaracha, la cucaracha, Ya no quieres caminar.... *She slips inside*
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:22:02 PM)
*she could slip in alright, but it was a tight squeeze, same for the others* *Scuffle, scuffle.*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:22:53 PM)
Fuckin' Pooka*He chewed up what was left of his cig before squeezing in after Emma*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:22:54 PM)
*She flicks on her maglight, untwisting the cap so it acts as a lantern*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:23:28 PM)
We're not here to harm anyone. *He called out to the scuffling.* But we do need some questions answered. Please make yourself known to us. *He said, commanding.*
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:23:50 PM)
*There was movement. The cockroaches scattered and ... something else... started to swarm them. Rats? Rats! Big rats. Black rats. Plague rats...* (kk, everyone dex/dodge dif 7)
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:24:37 PM)
((2)) *Em squeaks, and tumbles*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:24:37 PM)
(1)
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:27:31 PM)
(2)
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:27:55 PM)
(4 to swarm) *They were a black, moving mass of teeth, claws and stench. They leapt up, rats clinging to Emma's arms, gnawing at Imani's hands and face, biting and scratching, and clinging to Bly's hair and neck* (Emma, soak me 3 ChimL / Eugene 3ChimL / Imani 4 ChimL)
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:28:10 PM)
(afterwards you may all take an action in retaliation)
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:29:18 PM)
(Taking 3)*An outburst of curses was cut off as the rats got onto his face. Little teeth and claws were making an awful lot of rock dust*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:29:33 PM)
((Fail)) *Emma squeezes her eyes shut, trying to pull the clinging rats off of her and not panic*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:30:19 PM)
(2CL soaked, 1 taken, down to injured) *He cursed rather loudly and tore off the rat that bit into him before it could bite down too hard and pitched it across the room before trying to help Emma get the rats off of her.*
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:30:56 PM)
(kk, if you are attacking, make an attack roll and then damage. The number of damage = the number of rats you can destroy)
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:31:55 PM)
(1 to hit, 1 damage.)
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:32:27 PM)
(and you may describe your destroying said rat)
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:32:34 PM)
(1 to hit/0 damage)*When the initial shock wore off, Imani brought his rat covered hands toward his face, trying to push the little critters into his mouth. Sadly their scrambling was too fast for him*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:32:38 PM)
((Hm. If Emma is just trying to get them off, and not damage... can she use ddge, or is that more a brawl?))
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:34:24 PM)
*The rat he threw crunched beautifully snapping its neck along a wall.*
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:35:32 PM)
(emma may throw a dodge instead and try to get out of the swarm)
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:36:37 PM)
*Emma is not very effective, the rats wresting free of her grip and continuing to cling despite her efforts. Perhaps she is not being so effective at not panicking* (faillllllll))
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:36:48 PM)
(kk, inits everyone)
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:37:15 PM)
(15b6 with wound pen)
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:37:19 PM)
(13b5)
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:37:42 PM)
((good lord. 7b7-1))
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:39:41 PM)
(15b6) (Decalre order: Emma, eugene, rats, Imani. emma, go!)
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:41:10 PM)
((Emma just wants to get the rats off of her!))
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:41:16 PM)
(Eugene?)
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:41:39 PM)
*Bly was gonna stomp some rats.*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:41:55 PM)
(would that be diff 7 due to kicking?)
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:42:05 PM)
(The rats attack) (No, dif 6) (Im,ani, declare and go!)
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:42:11 PM)
(Gonna try to shove em into his mouth again, with wp)
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:43:33 PM)
(3 to hit/2 damage)*This time the cap got two of the rats in hand and popped them into his mouth, where they were promptly chewed up with satisfying crunches*
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:44:25 PM)
(emma, roll your dodge)
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:44:42 PM)
((1! 1 success!))
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:45:15 PM)
(anybody else who has a dodge may roll it)
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:45:40 PM)
(None here)
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:45:46 PM)
(not for me)
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:46:08 PM)
(This DR is insane. Emma, soak me 5 ChimL // eugene and Imani soak me 7ChimL
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:46:48 PM)
((Sorry, brain is muzzy. her soak is also -1, right?))
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:46:49 PM)
(1 to soak. That's chim death for me)
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:46:59 PM)
(no, you don't lose your soak dice)
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:47:05 PM)
((YAY))
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:47:17 PM)
(Yes, soak is not affected by wounds and you cannot botch soak)
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:47:28 PM)
((...fail. -8))
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:47:53 PM)
(k, so we have two at chim-death? Eugene, what will you be at?)
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:48:04 PM)
(1 soaked, so... yeah, um.. I'm down to past dead too)
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:50:06 PM)
(kk. We are going to go a bit out of the timeline here.)
J-me (Aug 25, 2011 10:50:21 PM)
(This user is now known as Bad Lighting)
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 10:53:04 PM)
*Ugh. You all start to regain consciouness. The floor is wet. Hard. Too hot and muggy for comfort. You all feel like your head has been packed with cotton and nails*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 10:54:10 PM)
*the sound of crickets and wildlife penetrate the air*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 10:55:04 PM)
(so, in essence we are fastforwarding past your coma)
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:55:17 PM)
*Imani made an effort to pick his head up off the floor, but it didn't last for long. There was only shallow breathing from the cap as his mind started to piece together the events leading up to his current predicament*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:55:25 PM)
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Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:55:56 PM)
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Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:57:03 PM)
*Emmaline sits up slowly, cradling her head in her hands*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 10:57:22 PM)
*Murr... damn rats. You find youselves in a wood floor. A cabin of some sort. Shabby. old.*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 10:58:01 PM)
*Bly groaned and his hand went to his head to help stop the fuzziness. He curled onto his side and opened his eyes, looking around before tensing up.* Where am I?
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:58:18 PM)
*She rubs at her eyes, bleary. She rumples her hair as she looks around in confusion*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 10:58:32 PM)
Can't fuckin' believe I got rolled by bitch ass rats*He pushed himself up onto his knees and took a slow look around*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 10:59:23 PM)
*There were still bite marks on your bodies, and around them were signs of faint mottled black and purple bruises*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 10:59:55 PM)
Mais, I don't.... *A frown, and she gingerly prods at her bruised and bitten arm*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:00:14 PM)
*He sat up, looking at the other kithain.* Okay. That wasn't a dream. How are you two? Have you been here before?
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:01:14 PM)
*there was a shabby table, and a bare bulb hanging above it. On the table were three letters, and a bag of beef jerky*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:01:29 PM)
*She licks the beads of sweat off her upper lip, and pushes her sodden bangs back from her forehead. Stiffly, she gets up to her feet and wobbles over to the table*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:01:46 PM)
*He blinked and touched his neck.* You're collared.
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:02:08 PM)
Nah, don't think so. And I feel like shi....*He reached up to check his neck*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:02:36 PM)
Quoi? *She puts a hand on the table to steady herself, and touches her neck with the other*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:02:43 PM)
*Blye found he was collared as well. everyone was*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:02:58 PM)
*plain copper collars. An unbroken band*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:03:27 PM)
*A faint whine, and she pries at the copper band, seeing if she can get a fingertip underneath it*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:03:52 PM)
*The sounds that came from Imani were barely even human. Rage and hunger verbalized, horrid sounds*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:04:29 PM)
*His demeanor soured as he got to his feet.* What is the meaning of this? I demand answers now. *He spoke to the air around them, looking for a door or window.*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:05:04 PM)
*The cabin was fairly normal. It had a few shabby windows and a door.*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:05:21 PM)
*the letters on the table each bore a name: Bly. Imani. Emmaline.
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:05:38 PM)
*The collar was skin-tight. Almost painful, but not quite*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:05:42 PM)
*Envelopes.. she saw envelopes. She grabs her letter and hastily tears it open*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:06:57 PM)
*It would be quite a while before he calmed down long enough to take note of the letter and the beef jerky. He snagged the jerky first, and ate the entire bag*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:07:18 PM)
*it was spicy. homemade. good.*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:07:55 PM)
*Her ears and whiskers droop as she reads*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:08:05 PM)
*He went to the table and snagged his letter, opening it as he ground his teeth. He tried to say calm as his eyes skimmed the words.*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:08:34 PM)
*With his hunger down to a manageable level, it was time to read his letter*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:09:25 PM)
Non.... *She shakes her head, dropping the piece of paper*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:09:40 PM)
*the paper burst into flame after it was read by each person*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:10:23 PM)
*Tears well in her eyes, and she sinks down to sit before her shaky knees give out*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:11:14 PM)
*His eyes narrowed dangerously.* Well -this- is pleasant. What did your letters say?
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:11:16 PM)
*He chuckled and stared at the stone in his palm*Some ol' bullshit.
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:11:36 PM)
*She shakes her head*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:13:17 PM)
*Softly* I don't think I feel so very well.
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:13:30 PM)
What tasks are you two to perform?
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:14:04 PM)
How bout ya tell us yours first?*He sat back down, tucking the stone into a pocket*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:14:45 PM)
Die. *A defeated shrug*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:15:21 PM)
If I am to live, I must kill. Not something I would particularly want to do of course. But it bears some thought.
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:15:40 PM)
Man, dey give you da easy one*He shook his head*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:16:09 PM)
Th'Voodoo mamba? Th'highlander?
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:19:09 PM)
The latter. *He said quietly.* And you, Imani?
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:20:12 PM)
I ain't sayin' shit. Don't get me wrong, I'mma try ta get dis' shit off first, but I gotta keep my options open ya hear?
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:20:39 PM)
*She runs her hands over the smooth band of copper, trying to corral her sluggish brain into cooperating. She needs a plan* Th'Rook.... *A muzzy frown*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:23:04 PM)
*He pinched the bridge of his nose.* Seriously? We died. And were brought here somehow and are now being forced to be someone's pawn and you want to be quiet ot keep your options open? Your options are to spill it so we can see what runs in common between the three of us so we can perhaps find some loophole to prevent utter disaster, Redcap.
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:24:16 PM)
Well, you're probably Papa Legba, an' I'm probably Voodoo Mamba.... s'everyone in charge, isn't it?
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:25:30 PM)
Fuck you, elf. What dey want from me is much worse den killin' someone. Folk know what choice I gotta make, I ain't gon' live long enough fo' dis' colla ta kill me*His hands balled into fists, and his face was scrunched up so hard that bits of stony skin cracked and flaked*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:26:20 PM)
If it isn't th'Voodoo Mamba, what is it?
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:28:03 PM)
Fasting? *He looked at Imani, eyes darkening to a storm gray.*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:29:08 PM)
You wish*He snapped his jaws in Eugene's direction*Ya wanna know what mine is, den ya swear fo' the Dreamin' dat da info don't leave dis' room.
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:29:48 PM)
*Meekly* I swear t'th'dreamin'.
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:33:42 PM)
No, I'm not swearing to keep a secret of your geas. I will say you can trust me to keep it as private as I can. I do not break my word if I can help it.
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:34:58 PM)
*He was silent for a few moments, just watching Eugene*Ya let it slip and I take ya head.
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:36:58 PM)
*Setting his jaw, he said it slow and measured*Dey want me ta take out da balefire of da Port. Drop a little somethin' in and fuck that shit up.
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:37:51 PM)
Drop what in?
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:38:24 PM)
*She frowns, squinting at Imani's pocket*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:39:17 PM)
*He covered said pocket with his hand*A stone.
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:40:25 PM)
*He grit his teeth again and decided to take a closer look around the cabin to see if there were clues to who brought them there.*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:40:38 PM)
*She rubs her temples* My head's fuzzy. Too hot t'think right.
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:42:01 PM)
*He had no hope it would actually work, but while the others did their thing, he kept trying to angle his head down and bite the collar*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:42:37 PM)
*it was positioned perfectly and tight to the skin to be not bitable. -.- *
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:42:54 PM)
*She gets up, and shuffles over to see what's going on outside*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:43:53 PM)
*He kept at it a while, eventually getting frustrated and giving up. Instead he put a fist into the wall until the anger bled off*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:44:34 PM)
*the walls were charmingly old and easy to damage*
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:44:48 PM)
*Swamp. A small dock. An old rowboat*
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:45:52 PM)
I wonder if we could accomplish this in effigy. *He walked outside.* Either way, let's leave.
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:45:58 PM)
*Swamp. Home. She heads out along the dock, pausing every few steps to keep herself steady. SHe looks up at the sky, trying to orient herself*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:45:58 PM)
*Busting up the wall felt good. When he finally stopped, there was a fresh layer of stone on his knuckles, and a pile of rock dust by his feet*
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:49:13 PM)
*After the demolition work, he headed out to the dock*So, judgin' by when we first met the dead guy from da other day. We got like a month fo' we bite it.....maybe a little mo'
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:50:37 PM)
(Emma: Wits/survival dif 6)
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:50:49 PM)
Th'Rook didn't wear her pretty necklace, though.... *She rubs at her forehead* ((WP?))
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:50:58 PM)
(you may)
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:51:17 PM)
((And her spec. is bayou... may I reroll 10s?))
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:51:23 PM)
(yes)
Imani Shields (Aug 25, 2011 11:52:18 PM)
Ya Pook got da easy out. Go hide ya ass and change shape. Shit probably fall right off*He checked his pockets to see if his smokes were still there*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:52:21 PM)
((3 suxx!)) *She squints at the sky, tracing a wavery line between constellations with her fingertip* Ok... ok...
Eugene Gibson (Aug 25, 2011 11:53:39 PM)
*Sore and pissed, the Gwydion went to the boat and looked it over, stepping in.* Emmaline, did your paper list a title or just a name?
Bad Lighting (Aug 25, 2011 11:53:56 PM)
*She believes that they are southwest of NOLA, she can navigate the swamps, it will take several hours, but you can get out*
Emmaline Dupre (Aug 25, 2011 11:55:35 PM)
What's different b'tween a name an' a title? With some folks, dey da same thing, non? *She climbs into the boat, by the rudder* I don't know if it matters none.... I know which one's gonna die...