Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 10:21:52 PM)
(This user has entered Old Ted's Farm) (IP = 67.249.52.12)
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 10:25:23 PM)
*Ted's farm was like many others with vast amounts of land for livestock and growing crops his might seem a bit smaller perhaps he sold some in his old age for being unable to take care of it,but he still clearly had a great deal of land which was marked off with barb wire fencing that had bright orange tape tied in the middle of the barbwire between each fence post as a marked that it was there more so for humans than animals. If Deacon approached from the east he would see nothing but pasture with a few trees that were over grown for shade for the cattle and horses and the typical large watering troughs. Contrary to the typical terraian there were several small hills smatterd about that seemd to have cattle or horses on them at least from the outline of the shadow figures. He would see off in the distance lights from Ted's house*
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 10:29:48 PM)
(and fyi if I go poof i will be back)
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 10:32:04 PM)
*He was dressed tonight in dark clothing, even in a long sleeved shirt and black pants. He was undead, the summer nights temperatures did not affect him. He moved along the edge of the property, scenting the air out af abit of habit when tracking, all things especially when one could not see perfectly would help. He flicked his gaze around, and figuring he was well enough from human sight, he let his eyes turn to glowing embers and cut the night as he stalked the edges of the land*
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 10:35:07 PM)
(ok)
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 10:36:34 PM)
*Deacon would see the fields and the cattle moving about a bit even at this dark hour of night..The horses were milling about as well nothing seemed out of the ordinary even the smells seemed normal,of grass,cattle,horses and the typical tilled up earth from the day. The animals seemed oblivous to him for the moment as they just focused on eating and sleeping for the most part,occasionally he would hear a cow moo and a horse whine but the sounds were not of terror as the old farmer had stated*
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 10:38:33 PM)
*He continued to move along the fence line, his attentions, focusing on the area around the fencing, while his other senses kept watch as it were on everything else around him. He was looking for some kind of tracks from previous nocturnal visitations as he traversed the expansive perimeter*
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 10:46:11 PM)
*in his wanderings along the fence line he would see nothing out of the ordinary,but as his journy took him farther along he would see that the fence had been pushed down where perhaps someone climbed over it,on the ground were clear indentions on the ground which were easy to see from the ground being saturated from the rain,the tracks looked human*(roll me percep+alert, pls diff 5)
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 10:47:21 PM)
(holy crap only 1 success)
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 10:54:34 PM)
*He paused at the area where the fence was pushed down, and crouched examining the indentations. Shaking his head, as he studied them. He reached under the back of his shirt and gingerly tugged free a colt king cobra. He opened the wheel and softly shifted it into place, if it were kids, he was gonna have some fun putting the fear in them if nothing else*
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 10:59:46 PM)
(diff 5 and u only go 1*shakes head*pitiful..lol)*he would notice without a doubt the foot prints are human the indentations of shoe marks revelead that to him alone.While he was spinning the wheel on his gun,a terrible cry could be heard off in the distance and he would see one of the horses franticaly running away from something or someone,then more of the horses could be seen running across the field*
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 11:03:19 PM)
*He sighed and turned and jumped over the fence easily enough. He started a jog, bordering on a run, while keeping low. Using his free hand against the hills to keep his balance, and some semblance of stealth as he went into the ruckus*
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 11:07:43 PM)
(roll me dex+stealth diff 7..increasing that cause of his eyes)
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 11:09:25 PM)
(failure, hehe)
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 11:12:25 PM)
(oh u have got to be kidding me...lol)
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 11:13:31 PM)
(ehh, its not that big of a deal, kids commiting crimes, arent gonna be hard to trick hehe.)
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 11:20:39 PM)
*it was easy enough for him to climb the hill and as he did he would hear whispered voices, but it seems his actions were not as silent as they should have been for as he began to crest the hill the voices that he heard suddenly stopped,but the figures that seemed to be running away from him were crystal clear in his eyes.There were four figures and they were wearing some sort of black or what appeared to be black long flowing material for it fluttered behind them as they ran,there foot falls would be easily heard hitting the ground for the fielt was dead silent*
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 11:24:42 PM)
Stop right there, or I'll shoot you square in the backs. *He blinked his eyes as he continued moving nearer to them letting the fires fade. He continued to move towards them. Firing a shot out over their heads in warning. Thinking quickly, Deacon reached for his pack of cigarillo's an old mortal habit commonplace in a time where they claimed smoking was good for you. Even as he jogged after them he put one of the slim cigars between his lips*
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 11:29:24 PM)
*they heard him as they glanced over their shoulders to look but kept on running,whispering to each other*dont you dare stop*but as soon as he fired a shot over their heads they all ducked,but only one stopped dead in his tracks still in a ducked postion from the gunshot over his head..Slowly very slowly turned around,Deacon would see that the one that had stopped was dressed as the charcter from scream*Dont shoot mister*the kid raising his arms in the air,as she glanced over his shoulder to see his fellow friends running away leaving him to deal with crazy that shot at them,turning his attention back to Deacon*I..I swear*Deacon could hear the tremble in the kids voice*we were just havin some fun...
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 11:34:06 PM)
*He strode up to the one with hands in the air. He pulled out a zippo lighter, one well loved and long used, and flicked it to light the small cigar. The red orange of the flame flickering as it lit. He then puffed on it abit as he tucked the lighter away after closing it. His eyes were steady, hard like those of a killer.* Having fun huh, so you think its fun, and funny to mess with an old mans lively hood, scare his horses, and cattle, hmm. You realize that scaring cows makes them produce less, hmm. Take that mask off right now. *He growled and the hammer on the six shooter coming back made an ominous sound in the night.*
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 11:40:48 PM)
*The kid watched every move Deacon made even through is mask he would be able to tell the kid was clearly terrifed..When Deacon told him to remove his mask he did so rather quickly,revealing that the boy wasnt more than 16 or 17,his eyes wide as saucers as she stared at Deacon* Ye..Yes sir..I..I mean no no sir...I swear I dont do it again*then he is eyes seemed to grow even wider when he heard Deacon growl and the hammer on the pistol cocking back,the grip on his mask seemed to tighten even more* Please dont shoot me..*the tremble in the kids voice was hard to deny*..I swear,we wont do it again..Mister please*looking at Deacon with fear in his eyes*
Deacon McCarthy (Jul 18, 2011 11:44:00 PM)
*He blew out smoke around the cigar in his mouth. He walked over to the teenager, and reached out taking him by the ear. As he uncocked the gun and holding onto the child he started walking and if need be nearly dragging the boy towards the Old Farmers lit up house, and back door.* C'mon boy, you are gonna learn a little bit about what it means to be a man today, and you are gonna look that old man in the eye and do whats right. Including offering to help fix that fencing that you boys have been turning to ruin.
Teenagers (Jul 18, 2011 11:52:50 PM)
*the kid whinced when Deacon grabbed him by the ear*Ow ow ow...*even when the kid heard the gun uncock he didnt seem to ease up with the fear her felt from Deacon from having been caught*come on mister please dont make me do that..Old Ted will kill me for sure...Please..I swear I will fix the fence...*the kid was practically groveling at his point to not be taken to Old Ted*