The Cannibal (IC)

[The Mystery Bard]

The old man slowly backed away from the away and then turned around and spoke clearly and firmly,"Alright, you kids need to get one thing clear right now.Theres no escaping this thing.Trust me, I've been on his tail for twenty years now, while most of you were still just learning your first words.We can't risk killing it and releasing Tartok's spirit so that it may possess someone here.We need to do right now what I've been trying for the last two decades.We need to catch the damn thing and ensure he is never freed or escapes from imprisonment.Which means we need a plan."

[Luft]

Jos snaps his shotgun to the window immediately, but restrains from firing upon seeing the mountain man shooting.
"Crap!" He exclaims, lowering the shotgun. "That's it! We need everyone right here right now!" He turns to go but stops momentarily to look at Henry. "Don't let that thing in and stay away from windows. I'm getting whoever is upstairs." His stomps are heard on the steps and floor as he goes banging on the doors. "Anyone here? That thing just got Mark. We're huddling up downstairs to make a game plan. We need everyone we can get."

"No...is he?" Victoria couldn't bring herself to say dead. She just covered her mouth with her hands and followed the man with the shotgun. She didn't know which one was even Mark, but the thought of someone being murdered made her cry nonetheless. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs and clutched the edge of the wall, her legs shaking. She peeked around the corner but only looked down at the floor; Victoria didn't want to see any bodies. Blood made her sick. She called out to the strangers in the room. "Is it safe?!"

[ApplePieistan]

"Why don't a few of us go turn our headlights on?" Says Jimmy, feeling like a genius. "That way, if that asshole comes back, we'll see him coming from a good distance away. Anyone else like this idea?"

[Slaveokia]

The old man slowly backed away from the away and then turned around and spoke clearly and firmly,"Alright, you kids need to get one thing clear right now.Theres no escaping this thing.Trust me, I've been on his tail for twenty years now, while most of you were still just learning your first words.We can't risk killing it and releasing Tartok's spirit so that it may possess someone here.We need to do right now what I've been trying for the last two decades.We need to catch the damn thing and ensure he is never freed or escapes from imprisonment.Which means we need a plan."

"Well enlighten me on how the hell we do that?" Henry said with a voice a doubt while still tucked behind the couch.

[Slaveokia]

Jos snaps his shotgun to the window immediately, but restrains from firing upon seeing the mountain man shooting.
"Crap!" He exclaims, lowering the shotgun. "That's it! We need everyone right here right now!" He turns to go but stops momentarily to look at Henry. "Don't let that thing in and stay away from windows. I'm getting whoever is upstairs." His stomps are heard on the steps and floor as he goes banging on the doors. "Anyone here? That thing just got Mark. We're huddling up downstairs to make a game plan. We need everyone we can get."

"No...is he?" Victoria couldn't bring herself to say dead. She just covered her mouth with her hands and followed the man with the shotgun. She didn't know which one was even Mark, but the thought of someone being murdered made her cry nonetheless. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs and clutched the edge of the wall, her legs shaking. She peeked around the corner but only looked down at the floor; Victoria didn't want to see any bodies. Blood made her sick. She called out to the strangers in the room. "Is it safe?!"

"Probably not!" Said Henry.

[ApplePieistan]

The old man slowly backed away from the away and then turned around and spoke clearly and firmly,"Alright, you kids need to get one thing clear right now.Theres no escaping this thing.Trust me, I've been on his tail for twenty years now, while most of you were still just learning your first words.We can't risk killing it and releasing Tartok's spirit so that it may possess someone here.We need to do right now what I've been trying for the last two decades.We need to catch the damn thing and ensure he is never freed or escapes from imprisonment.Which means we need a plan."

"Well enlighten me on how the hell we do that?" Henry said with a voice a doubt while still tucked behind the couch.

"We could shoot him in the arm or the leg," Jimmy answers. "He won't die, and it'll certainly make it harder for him to go around murdering."

[Slaveokia]

"Well enlighten me on how the hell we do that?" Henry said with a voice a doubt while still tucked behind the couch.

"We could shoot him in the arm or the leg," Jimmy answers. "He won't die, and it'll certainly make it harder for him to go around murdering."

"I suppose so, then again I'd rather try to avoid any confrontations it. We'd have to be pretty damn careful." Said Henry.

[Luft]

"We could shoot him in the arm or the leg," Jimmy answers. "He won't die, and it'll certainly make it harder for him to go around murdering."

"I suppose so, then again I'd rather try to avoid any confrontations it. We'd have to be pretty damn careful." Said Henry.

As much as she would rather not enter the room, Victoria felt there was safety in numbers and so she quickly slipped behind the couch and sat down next to the guy with the crossbow, careful not to move her eyes from the floor lest she see the horrible sight by the window. She remembered the beast didn't like light. "Can't we wait till dawn, then just leave?"

[The Mystery Bard]

"I suppose so, then again I'd rather try to avoid any confrontations it. We'd have to be pretty damn careful." Said Henry.

As much as she would rather not enter the room, Victoria felt there was safety in numbers and so she quickly slipped behind the couch and sat down next to the guy with the crossbow, careful not to move her eyes from the floor lest she see the horrible sight by the window. She remembered the beast didn't like light. "Can't we wait till dawn, then just leave?"

The old man solemnly shook his head,"This is Alaska.This time of year it stays dark all winter.Besides, the Tartok fears light.Not The Cannibal, the only way to destroy the Tartok itself is to destroy the Cannibal then expose it to light, something rather hard to do with the power out."

[Torrocca]

"So... why don't we try to fix the power? Or just use our flashlights against it?!" Ben questioned, turning to the Old Man.

[Slaveokia]

"So... why don't we try to fix the power? Or just use our flashlights against it?!" Ben questioned, turning to the Old Man.

"Well first we would have to kill that thing. Something that's probably impossible without casualtie." Henry said seriously.

[Luft]

"So... why don't we try to fix the power? Or just use our flashlights against it?!" Ben questioned, turning to the Old Man.

"Well first we would have to kill that thing. Something that's probably impossible without casualtie." Henry said seriously.

"We still have to try," Victoria almost begged, still shaking behind the couch. "I don't wanna die." She didn't know how to fight and was a shrimp compared it, but she couldn't bare the thought of being ripped apart by that thing. Any chance of hope was still a chance, no matter how small.

[Slaveokia]

"Well first we would have to kill that thing. Something that's probably impossible without casualtie." Henry said seriously.

"We still have to try," Victoria almost begged, still shaking behind the couch. "I don't wanna die." She didn't know how to fight and was a shrimp compared it, but she couldn't bare the thought of being ripped apart by that thing. Any chance of hope was still a chance, no matter how small.

"I suppose, I just hope there's another way to do it." Said Henry as he let out a massive sigh.
There has to be another way right? I don't want to die... I want to go home he thought.

[ApplePieistan]

As much as she would rather not enter the room, Victoria felt there was safety in numbers and so she quickly slipped behind the couch and sat down next to the guy with the crossbow, careful not to move her eyes from the floor lest she see the horrible sight by the window. She remembered the beast didn't like light. "Can't we wait till dawn, then just leave?"

The old man solemnly shook his head,"This is Alaska.This time of year it stays dark all winter.Besides, the Tartok fears light.Not The Cannibal, the only way to destroy the Tartok itself is to destroy the Cannibal then expose it to light, something rather hard to do with the power out."

"Alright, so which one's in the basement and which one's outside? I need to know which one I can shoot it the head and which one I can't."

[Canis Rex]

After going through the entire upstairs for help, Jos heads back down to the living room.
"We have to figure out something." He injects. "We can't just sit here until our supplies run out. It has to have a weakness. Everything and everyone does. Does it need to rest? Eat or drink? Does it tire? You must know something we can use against it?"

[New Antonalia]

Kat began to walk down stars to get a weapon of her own when she saw mark get brutal murdered, she stared and threw up where she was "Fuck! Ach! Charlie! We have to go now! " She threw up again, running back to her room, where Charlie was, she was crying, she held to him as if a scared child

Charlie moved both of them into the closet and closed the door. "Don't make a sound, use your hand to muffle your breath, but we need to stay quiet." He said, as the two of them huddled for life in the closet. By doing this he hoped that no one would find them, but on the other hand, he didn't want to stay here. From what he heard, his friend Mark, had been murdered, the mountain man was bleeding profusely and there was some demon stalking the occupants of the cabin. "How do we get out of this alive?" He wondered, doing his best to keep calm for Kat's sake.

[The Mystery Bard]

The old man spoke aloud,"The Tartok resides within the the Cannibal.Off the top of my head the only way I can think to destroy both is to lure the Cannibal into light then kill him, so when the Tartok is expelled from his corpse the light will destroy it.As for weaknesses the Cannibals only weaknesses are that which can totally destroy his body beyond repair.Things like fire, acid, lava, all that kind of stuff."He pointed to Charlie, then to the dismembered, gray, corpse like hand on the floor,and said,"The Cannibal will already have a new hand by now.When he eats the flesh of others it he regenerates any wounds or lost limbs or members of his body.Hes already chowed down on Marks body I'm sure, so he's already either growing or grown a new hand in place of that one.So, I have a plan.I really don't think we should risk expelling the Tartok into the open air and not be able to kill it, or we're right back at square zero.We need to trap him.For good.So here's my plan, we all arm ourselves, then we open the front door and find someway to lure him in.Once he's inside, we all rush him, guns blazing, and take his arms and legs clean off.Then we lock him up in a crate, or a trunk, or something.We lock and chain it up nice and tightly, then we go find an ice cave, or a ice pond and toss him in, so he's frozen over in cold storage forever."

[Xanama]

Kat began to walk down stars to get a weapon of her own when she saw mark get brutal murdered, she stared and threw up where she was "Fuck! Ach! Charlie! We have to go now! " She threw up again, running back to her room, where Charlie was, she was crying, she held to him as if a scared child

Charlie moved both of them into the closet and closed the door. "Don't make a sound, use your hand to muffle your breath, but we need to stay quiet." He said, as the two of them huddled for life in the closet. By doing this he hoped that no one would find them, but on the other hand, he didn't want to stay here. From what he heard, his friend Mark, had been murdered, the mountain man was bleeding profusely and there was some demon stalking the occupants of the cabin. "How do we get out of this alive?" He wondered, doing his best to keep calm for Kat's sake.

She couldn't say anything, she was too scared of the cannibal, she held to Charlie, crying silently "I... don't know...."

[Slaveokia]

The old man spoke aloud,"The Tartok resides within the the Cannibal.Off the top of my head the only way I can think to destroy both is to lure the Cannibal into light then kill him, so when the Tartok is expelled from his corpse the light will destroy it.As for weaknesses the Cannibals only weaknesses are that which can totally destroy his body beyond repair.Things like fire, acid, lava, all that kind of stuff."He pointed to Charlie, then to the dismembered, gray, corpse like hand on the floor,and said,"The Cannibal will already have a new hand by now.When he eats the flesh of others it he regenerates any wounds or lost limbs or members of his body.Hes already chowed down on Marks body I'm sure, so he's already either growing or grown a new hand in place of that one.So, I have a plan.I really don't think we should risk expelling the Tartok into the open air and not be able to kill it, or we're right back at square zero.We need to trap him.For good.So here's my plan, we all arm ourselves, then we open the front door and find someway to lure him in.Once he's inside, we all rush him, guns blazing, and take his arms and legs clean off.Then we lock him up in a crate, or a trunk, or something.We lock and chain it up nice and tightly, then we go find an ice cave, or a ice pond and toss him in, so he's frozen over in cold storage forever."

"Well let's start with the lure, how will we do that? We will the lure have t-to be one of us! Henry said with a face of fear.

[Luft]

The old man spoke aloud,"The Tartok resides within the the Cannibal.Off the top of my head the only way I can think to destroy both is to lure the Cannibal into light then kill him, so when the Tartok is expelled from his corpse the light will destroy it.As for weaknesses the Cannibals only weaknesses are that which can totally destroy his body beyond repair.Things like fire, acid, lava, all that kind of stuff."He pointed to Charlie, then to the dismembered, gray, corpse like hand on the floor,and said,"The Cannibal will already have a new hand by now.When he eats the flesh of others it he regenerates any wounds or lost limbs or members of his body.Hes already chowed down on Marks body I'm sure, so he's already either growing or grown a new hand in place of that one.So, I have a plan.I really don't think we should risk expelling the Tartok into the open air and not be able to kill it, or we're right back at square zero.We need to trap him.For good.So here's my plan, we all arm ourselves, then we open the front door and find someway to lure him in.Once he's inside, we all rush him, guns blazing, and take his arms and legs clean off.Then we lock him up in a crate, or a trunk, or something.We lock and chain it up nice and tightly, then we go find an ice cave, or a ice pond and toss him in, so he's frozen over in cold storage forever."

"What are your guy's names?," Victoria inquired, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I don't wanna die surrounded by strangers." She didn't have a gun; she didn't think there was enough to go around. She crawled out to her suitcase on the floor, fished it in for a pocket bible, and returned to hiding behind the couch. She clutched the book close to her bosom. It was the closest thing she had to protection. She stared up at the mountain man, her blue eyes open wide. "What do you want me to do?"

[The Mystery Bard]

The old man held one hand out towards everyobe in a gentle fashion,"I'll be the bait.Ill step out onto the porch and then I'll draw him in.Once he's in the center of the room everyone will open fire on his legs.Once he's totally immobile we'll take his arms off, then go from there.So everyone find something to shoot or throw.And remember, we cannot I repeat CANNOT kill him.Not unless one of you has a love of human blood and wants to volunteer to be the Tartok's new place of residence.Now everyone arm yourselves, I don't care what it is, a gun, crossbow, the kitchen sink, whatever."
He turned and started to head upstairs to gather up some more weapons, he stopped as he was halfway up the stairs.
"By the way, my names Boris Pennington."
He then continued on up the stairs and disappeared from site.

[ApplePieistan]

The old man held one hand out towards everyobe in a gentle fashion,"I'll be the bait.Ill step out onto the porch and then I'll draw him in.Once he's in the center of the room everyone will open fire on his legs.Once he's totally immobile we'll take his arms off, then go from there.So everyone find something to shoot or throw.And remember, we cannot I repeat CANNOT kill him.Not unless one of you has a love of human blood and wants to volunteer to be the Tartok's new place of residence.Now everyone arm yourselves, I don't care what it is, a gun, crossbow, the kitchen sink, whatever."
He turned and started to head upstairs to gather up some more weapons, he stopped as he was halfway up the stairs.
"By the way, my names Boris Pennington."
He then continued on up the stairs and disappeared from site.

After he left, Jimmy pointed out "He does realize shooting him in the arm or leg could kill him, right? If we blow one of those off, he'll almost certain bleed out. I think we need a better plan."

[Slaveokia]

The old man spoke aloud,"The Tartok resides within the the Cannibal.Off the top of my head the only way I can think to destroy both is to lure the Cannibal into light then kill him, so when the Tartok is expelled from his corpse the light will destroy it.As for weaknesses the Cannibals only weaknesses are that which can totally destroy his body beyond repair.Things like fire, acid, lava, all that kind of stuff."He pointed to Charlie, then to the dismembered, gray, corpse like hand on the floor,and said,"The Cannibal will already have a new hand by now.When he eats the flesh of others it he regenerates any wounds or lost limbs or members of his body.Hes already chowed down on Marks body I'm sure, so he's already either growing or grown a new hand in place of that one.So, I have a plan.I really don't think we should risk expelling the Tartok into the open air and not be able to kill it, or we're right back at square zero.We need to trap him.For good.So here's my plan, we all arm ourselves, then we open the front door and find someway to lure him in.Once he's inside, we all rush him, guns blazing, and take his arms and legs clean off.Then we lock him up in a crate, or a trunk, or something.We lock and chain it up nice and tightly, then we go find an ice cave, or a ice pond and toss him in, so he's frozen over in cold storage forever."

"What are your guy's names?," Tory inquired, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I don't wanna die surrounded by strangers." She didn't have a gun; she didn't think there was enough to go around. She crawled out to her suitcase on the floor, fished it in for a pocket bible, and returned to hiding behind the couch. She clutched the book close to her bosom. It was the closest thing she had to protection. She stared up at the mountain man, her blue eyes open wide. "What do you want me to do?"

"I'm Henry, it's nice to meet you Tory, if you want to help I think there's still some guns in the armoury and check if there's still anybody up in the bedrooms." Henry said while smiling

The old man held one hand out towards everyobe in a gentle fashion,"I'll be the bait.Ill step out onto the porch and then I'll draw him in.Once he's in the center of the room everyone will open fire on his legs.Once he's totally immobile we'll take his arms off, then go from there.So everyone find something to shoot or throw.And remember, we cannot I repeat CANNOT kill him.Not unless one of you has a love of human blood and wants to volunteer to be the Tartok's new place of residence.Now everyone arm yourselves, I don't care what it is, a gun, crossbow, the kitchen sink, whatever."
He turned and started to head upstairs to gather up some more weapons, he stopped as he was halfway up the stairs.
"By the way, my names Boris Pennington."
He then continued on up the stairs and disappeared from site.

After he left, Jimmy pointed out "He does realize shooting him in the arm or leg could kill him, right? If we blow one of those off, he'll almost certain bleed out. I think we need a better plan."

"The thing is I don't think it bleeds.".

[Xanama]

Kat was still in the closet with Charlie, she walked downstairs nd Sat next to Tory, still crying she held onto her, fearing for her life "I'm scared... please.. I..."

[ApplePieistan]

After he left, Jimmy pointed out "He does realize shooting him in the arm or leg could kill him, right? If we blow one of those off, he'll almost certain bleed out. I think we need a better plan."

"The thing is I don't think it bleeds.".

"Of course it bleeds! What the spirit possessed was once a person, and people bleed! He's not made of stone!"