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| Turneround360 | Jun 16 2014, 08:45 AM Post #141 |
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Pokémon Trainer
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At the sounds of the clocks, Diana stirs before suddenly leaning up, twisting the side and attempting the vacate her stomach, but resulting in nothing more than some dry retching. Calming down slightly once it stops, Diana takes a moment to collect herself, a hand going out to pat Trips and she stands nearby in her own attempt to comfort her trainer. "That was not pleasant..." Diana mutters mostly to herself as she takes a glance back at the room, only to find it much as it was before; cold and dark, wet and miserable Whatever had happened had now passed, as for what happened, did it even happen at all? Diana seems to lose herself in her thoughts for a moment before realizing that Joy was sitting next to her, she seems about to ask something, multiple things, considering she stops and starts a few times, barley managing to get out a "What", "How" or "Why" before she tenses up and clams back up. With a frustrated sigh she turns her head to one side as if just realizing something before asking "Is the house ticking? Or am I hearing this now?" Edited by Turneround360, Jun 16 2014, 08:48 AM.
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| HeadPikachu | Jun 16 2014, 08:54 AM Post #142 |
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Designated Campaign Creeper
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Joy seemed relieved as Diana woke up, though she did check her forehead with the back of her hand and kept an eye out for signs of sickness. "No, no, it's ticking..." She shuddered, scooped up the glowing, shivering Chinchou with one arm, and rose, offering her other down to Diana to help her up. |
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| Bloodmankey | Jun 16 2014, 08:57 AM Post #143 |
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Rocket Grunt
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Suddenly all the clocks stopped moving, the hands ceasing their turning however the ticking continued and was getting louder.. And louder, a ring of candles lighting up in the center of the leisure area, a naked woman, eyes dead and lifeless, empty sockets, a gaping hole where her stomach should be, her lips in a gummed smile as the flames danced off the candles, a small flame still on each, forming children and holding her hands, forming their own circle as they danced. "Drip drip.. Drip drip.. Where is the blood?.. Drip.. Drop.. Drip... Drop... Where is the blood?" As they said drip drop a loud dripping sound could be heard somewhere in the room, the ticking dying. "It's coming from the cellar... Drip drop drip drop.. I'm going down there... Drip drop drip drop.. And now I am dead..." The lights all went out, all sound seeming to disappear before a light illuminated the bar, the woman standing atop it. "And now.. It starts.. Again." In a flash she spontaneously combusted in a blast of brilliant light, letting loose a horrific scream. |
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| HeadPikachu | Jun 16 2014, 09:01 AM Post #144 |
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Designated Campaign Creeper
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Sanity Roll
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| Bloodmankey | Jun 16 2014, 09:06 AM Post #145 |
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Rocket Grunt
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Joy lost control of her bodily functions. |
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| Turneround360 | Jun 16 2014, 09:06 AM Post #146 |
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Sanity: [result]10&8,1d20,2,10&1d20+2[/result] |
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| HeadPikachu | Jun 16 2014, 09:10 AM Post #147 |
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Designated Campaign Creeper
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....JOY WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THIS. Just a short while ago, she was calmly working with her samples, finishing up some patients' tests and cleaning up her lab. An ordinary, routine day. Now her friend was dead and what was probably the maid's corpse was...She couldn't even think, much less DESCRIBE what she saw. At least her Chinchou had turned and was cuddling against her chest, shielding her eyes from the horror before them. Instinctively, she clutched her Pokemon against her tightly, trying to protect the innocent creature. As the lights blinked out, Joy's knees gave out and she buckled to the floor, her eyes frozen open in shock, her head not turning as the phantom reappeared on the bar. At the scream, she closed her eyes and shrieked, her own cry briefer than the ghost's, filled with panic, fear, and confusion. After it all was over, she was left shaking and cuddling her beloved Pokemon, who was trying to give her trainer a hug with her tiny, stubby arms. ....At least she didn't notice that she had wet herself. Good thing she was in her scrubs. Edited by HeadPikachu, Jun 16 2014, 09:11 AM.
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| Northpaw | Jun 16 2014, 09:20 AM Post #148 |
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Sanity check!: [result]7&2,1d20,5,7&1d20+5[/result] |
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| Turneround360 | Jun 16 2014, 09:22 AM Post #149 |
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Whilst in some detached portion of her mind Diana was picking out and noting down the little things, like how many candles made up the ring, the fact they seemed to be of uniform height and that the woman's hair was black, you know the important stuff, having come out of one experience right into another her mind decided to go at its own pace, that was until her body had something to say about the matter. No sooner than the woman seemed to disintegrate in a presumably painful manner, a sudden unpleasant stomach movement sent her back to trying to vacate her stomach in the corner of the room, Trips worryingly looking on Edited by Turneround360, Jun 16 2014, 09:26 AM.
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| Bloodmankey | Jun 16 2014, 09:30 AM Post #150 |
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Rocket Grunt
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A few candles seemed to be moving from an opening on the other side of the room illuminating the faces of the holders, it was Bartholomew and some of the staff, in their nightwear of course. "What is going on here?" Bartholomew asked, looking around. |
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