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by The BranRiech » Sat Jan 04, 2014 1:04 pm
by Urran » Sat Jan 04, 2014 1:26 pm
The Blood Ravens wrote: How wonderful. Its like Japan, and 1950''s America had a baby. All the racism of the 50s, and everything else Japanese.
by Torsiedelle » Sat Jan 04, 2014 1:44 pm
by Urran » Sat Jan 04, 2014 4:43 pm
The Blood Ravens wrote: How wonderful. Its like Japan, and 1950''s America had a baby. All the racism of the 50s, and everything else Japanese.
by Giovenith » Sat Jan 04, 2014 5:00 pm
by Primordial Luxa » Sat Jan 04, 2014 5:35 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Seeing as these might be somehow important, Kei grabbed the knives and the watch, and then proceeded to follow over to the obelisk in the sand. It was almost entrancing. Marble was always a beautiful stone to Kei, only this time, she assumed it was something much more sinister than just stone, and the disc carved into it proved it for her.
With a tentative hand, the goddess reached out to touch the disc. Hopefully the same wouldn't happen to her that had happened to the other man, but then again, he seemed to be a former Human.
"Well . . ."
Her hand pressed against the disc.
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by Tiltjuice » Sat Jan 04, 2014 6:00 pm
by The BranRiech » Sat Jan 04, 2014 7:09 pm
by Primordial Luxa » Sat Jan 04, 2014 7:23 pm
The BranRiech wrote:"Son of a . . ."
Kei was a bit phased by the sudden transportation of the entire event, and was a bit freaked out by the perverse images that were invading her mind until she was dropped off in a room someplace, looking around at the structure in the middle. Where was she? This was unfamiliar to the tired-goddess, or she just couldn't remember any place like this.
She cautiously approached the structure in the middle of the room and looked up to it.
And then she heard the movement.
The woman turned her head and looked back, eyes panning around the room.
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by Primordial Luxa » Sat Jan 04, 2014 7:23 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by Swith Witherward » Sat Jan 04, 2014 7:44 pm
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Germanic Templars » Sat Jan 04, 2014 7:52 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:"Well, kids, it's been fun," Wren yawned as she watched Myra head to the ferry boat, "But we have food to bring back, and it's nearly 2AM."
She rose and playfully offered her hands to Barox to pull him off the log. It had been a wonderful Christmas as far as she was concerned, even if the typhoon smacked the hell out of the huts. She'd never look at mistletoe the same way again. "I'd say 'race you', but I think a turtle could beat me tonight," she laughed.
by Swith Witherward » Sat Jan 04, 2014 7:58 pm
Germanic Templars wrote:"Well how about if I were to carry you back?" Barox suggested to Wren. "Be easy to carry you, don't look like you weigh much anyways." He paused for a moment and then thought. "Where are we going again? I mean the storm bitch smacked this island back to the stone age for the most part."
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by The BranRiech » Sat Jan 04, 2014 8:03 pm
Primordial Luxa wrote:It now that she saw a small sliver of sliver of light coming from the place she had entered almost like a breach in the gloom and it occurred to her that it this opening that she might have stepped through and that might be illuminating the room. The movement happened again and Kei was able to spy the form of another figure dashing into one of many dark alcoves passage ways that led out of the room.
by Germanic Templars » Sat Jan 04, 2014 8:21 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Germanic Templars wrote:"Well how about if I were to carry you back?" Barox suggested to Wren. "Be easy to carry you, don't look like you weigh much anyways." He paused for a moment and then thought. "Where are we going again? I mean the storm bitch smacked this island back to the stone age for the most part."
"Most everything is lightweight composite materials," Wren assured him. She giggled. No one had ever offered to carry her before.
She looked towards the direction of the compound and then across the bay to the ship. "Well, I don't know how much of your compound survived. There are staterooms on the ship. I think there's enough for Sapphire and everyone at the compound if they want to stay someplace comfy. That goes for you, too, if you want. Besides, they're reading Swith's will tomorrow at her old compound, so we could always catch a ride back here then."
Her voice lowered and she added, "I don't think we'll have to worry about wards and shadows."
by Torsiedelle » Sat Jan 04, 2014 8:27 pm
by Swith Witherward » Sat Jan 04, 2014 8:38 pm
Germanic Templars wrote:"Splendid, lets go then.. Of course, forgot that maybe we should inform everyone in the clinic at the compound area. I mean think of the kids we left there. Only beds they got there, I would assume, is some of those hospital beds used for sick and injured. Around all the needles and other sharp objects about." Barox pointed out. He was only making this stuff up because he didn't know what the clinic had in it other than the lobby area they were in.
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by Germanic Templars » Sat Jan 04, 2014 9:47 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:Germanic Templars wrote:"Splendid, lets go then.. Of course, forgot that maybe we should inform everyone in the clinic at the compound area. I mean think of the kids we left there. Only beds they got there, I would assume, is some of those hospital beds used for sick and injured. Around all the needles and other sharp objects about." Barox pointed out. He was only making this stuff up because he didn't know what the clinic had in it other than the lobby area they were in.
"No child should sleep in a hospital when they can have a cozy bed," Wren replied.
Her attention turned to Torii. "The Serenity has plenty of rooms. Some are single bed, some are double, and all are very comfortable. I suppose they won't care if you sleep on the deck. People are free to go anywhere on the ship, except the main quarters for Swi- I mean, Naomi and her siblings. Those are off-limits and guarded. Also the engine room. I can't even get in there and I have security clearance. Oh, and there's a vending machine or two that'll give you stuff but you have to talk dirty to them."
Wren shrugged and waited for Barox. They could gather everyone up and have them tucked in before dawn.It's been a few weeks since this was posted.
"It was a nice ship, kept clean by lower ranking cultists and maintained by the middle class group to a standard that only Minerva would insist possible. People were shown to their staterooms which were decent sized and provided a bed, a bath and a comfortable seating area that held either a love seat or two chairs and coffee table. The windows allowed people to look out onto the water although they didn't slide open. The ship was definitely bigger on the inside than the outside, as those with spacial awareness skills would attest. People were given free reign but specifically warned to stay out of the ship's lowest levels, the engine room and the grand suite hallway. Two cultists were stationed at the entrance to this and refused entry to anyone that wasn't part of Chaos and they'd rudely hiss, "shh!" to noisy passersby.
There was a dining area that would easily accommodate the entire group. Good smells came from the doors leading to the galley (Christmas dinner). This floor was shared with a lounge and had a piano. A salon offered calm relaxation; this was located on the deck above the galley. People could also relax outdoors near the bow. The theme seemed to be wood and clean lines throughout the vessel. This was Swith's pride and joy, and her name was Serenity."
by Primordial Luxa » Sat Jan 04, 2014 11:07 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Primordial Luxa wrote:It now that she saw a small sliver of sliver of light coming from the place she had entered almost like a breach in the gloom and it occurred to her that it this opening that she might have stepped through and that might be illuminating the room. The movement happened again and Kei was able to spy the form of another figure dashing into one of many dark alcoves passage ways that led out of the room.
Not getting away from me . . .
Kei rushed forward, heading towards the mysterious figure in a fit of curiousity. There was nothing else to do besides investigate the rift in the room that was probably a door back, but really? That'd be boring as all hell, and nothing here has so far seemed too harmful, unless she'd end up as a zombie like the other guy.
"You there!" She shouted, hoping to catch the attention of the figure.
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by The BranRiech » Sat Jan 04, 2014 11:13 pm
Primordial Luxa wrote:The darkness made it impossible to see the figure and instead Kei found herself running down a dark hallway that led away from the central chamber. The walls were covered in marking and symbols that were invisible in the darkness but whose shaped Kei discerned by touch. Their was a flicker of light at the end of the tunnel that might have been a trick of the build or more movement but it was difficult to tell. With it came another high pitched and very organic whine.
by Primordial Luxa » Sat Jan 04, 2014 11:37 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Primordial Luxa wrote:The darkness made it impossible to see the figure and instead Kei found herself running down a dark hallway that led away from the central chamber. The walls were covered in marking and symbols that were invisible in the darkness but whose shaped Kei discerned by touch. Their was a flicker of light at the end of the tunnel that might have been a trick of the build or more movement but it was difficult to tell. With it came another high pitched and very organic whine.
Committing the trail to memory, Kei pushed forward, heading down the corridor towards the light. The whine unsettled her a bit, but as she thought, this was not the worst place she'd found herself in, but those were stories for another day and time. Right now, the goddess felt she needed to get to the bottom of this all, and find out what exactly happened to that thing on the beach. The darkness was somewhat comforting to her, and the light gave her something to chase after.
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by The BranRiech » Sun Jan 05, 2014 12:06 am
Primordial Luxa wrote:The corridor open up to a dark vastness that seemed to stretch on forever their was a single candle in the middle of the floor only a few feet in front of her but its light was not strong enough to reveal if the place had walls of any kind or to show if the ground was entirely stable beyond the lights embrace. Their was the obvious sound of movement coming from beyond the light although its form wasn't discernible.
by Rocopurr » Sun Jan 05, 2014 8:56 am
by Tiltjuice » Sun Jan 05, 2014 5:36 pm
Torsiedelle wrote:Oh...oh my...
Katya's face shown surprise, then a sly grin. "Well, I don't see why we can't do both, but if you insist on one or another...shall we go to that run down bunker?"
Tonight, Katya thougt, was turning out better than it could be, and she really hadn't felt very energetic in a while, so she was willing to do something different for a while, and it wasn't like anyone would know...
Primordial Luxa wrote:Meanwhile the figure on the beach begins to once again drag his mangled body toward the sea in a perverse sense of desperation.
by Primordial Luxa » Sun Jan 05, 2014 5:38 pm
The BranRiech wrote:Primordial Luxa wrote:The corridor open up to a dark vastness that seemed to stretch on forever their was a single candle in the middle of the floor only a few feet in front of her but its light was not strong enough to reveal if the place had walls of any kind or to show if the ground was entirely stable beyond the lights embrace. Their was the obvious sound of movement coming from beyond the light although its form wasn't discernible.
In another room . . .
Damn, Kei sure had screwed up this time. Lost in a cavernous room, with only a single candle to guide her. The goddess naturally picked up the light source and started to walk around the room, taking great care to attempt to remember what turns she took, or how far she'd walked in a certain direction, but these eventually failed her, and the woman knew she was now lost in the room, with nothing but her the candle, and the clothes on her back . . . Oh! And wait, her armor.
Well, she'd never had an excuse to wear it at the beach, and now that she seemed in some sort of danger, she unfurled the small package in her wallet, and waited as her armor materialized on her form.
Now even more tired than she was before, she pushed onwards, trying to pinpoint the movements inside of the room.
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
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