Chapter 1: An Ominous Advent.   Posted by Retro DM.Group: 0
July Coates
 player, 21 posts
 i'll sing along
 yeah with every emergency
Tue 9 Apr 2019
at 21:22
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Garrett, for once, did as he was told, and kicked its ass. July held her breath as he slammed the screwdriver into Skethar's hide, praying to whoever, to whatever was listening that he wouldn't get hurt.

Jason, it seemed, answered that hope with a blast of light that ripped Skethar to pieces with a blinding scream. July staggered under the weight of it, shutting her eyes against the pain knifing through her head. It took several moments for her thoughts to piece back together, and a dull ache lingered in her temples, the night somehow impossibly bright as blue eyes eased back open.

A heap of bones sat upon the ravaged earth, the only evidence of the monster that had just bore down upon them. For a moment, there was silence.

July laughed, because what else could she do in the wake of that madness? Pushing her blonde bangs out of her face, she jogged to join the others, her energy overflowing with equal parts adrenaline and panic. She felt simultaneously wired and wrung out. I need a thirty hour nap.

"So, uh, that was...kind of awesome?"

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Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
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 Don't touch my PortCon!
Tue 9 Apr 2019
at 21:37
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"Well," Malun stated with a near emotionless voice as she rubbed her head with one hand as if to stave off the oncoming headache from the snake's final wail, "...that, whatever it was, happened."

She zipped her bag back up, not bothering to ask for the screwdriver back...better Garret held on to it in case of more giant evil snakes anyway, then looked over the others to survey the damage, seeing if anyone was hurt. Seeing no one in any worse condition, physically anyway, than she was, Malun wrinkled her nose at July's statement, "I suggest we delay any celebrations until we're away from here."

Looking back to where the police once were, and their cars still were, she added, "In this instance, backwards may be the fastest way forwards. I can likely get one of those cars started if any of you are willing to drive it."
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 17 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Tue 9 Apr 2019
at 22:56
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A terrible roar that rattled Whitney's skull, seemingly from the inside. Unbearable pain, like the snake wants it's last moments of pain to be felt. To share what had been done to it.

Then is was done. The wail still echoed in Whitney's thoughts, but the pain had already begun to pass. Bones covered in dust were all that was left of the creatures passing.

Whitney moved toward the pile and couldn't help mutter to himself, "Baruch dayan ha'emet." The snake was murderous, but it was definitely sapient. Perhaps this snake had meant something to somebody out there.

That fight should not have happened. Magic, or something without a name he knew, had happened. Thinking on it, even his own arrows shouldn't have hurt something so large. He felt stronger, keener. Whitney suspected he could shoot with an accuracy he never had in years of training. But the existence of magic was number two on his list of priorities.

Number one priority was figuring out a way to get home safe. More than that, he had to consider that this monster was not the only thing unleashed on the world. Glancing at the hazy wall it was clear that the world had fundamentally changed. It wouldn't be enough to simply go home anymore.

Giggling popped out from July. Self amazed at how they had just fought a monster and lived. Ms. Lunesby suggested something, but Whitney was primed and barely heard her. Garret was probably still forming what happened in his brain and he realized that the priority list needed to be adjusted.

One: Garret was wrong and he needed to know it.

"You are danger to everyone around you, you giant putz." Whitney was partially aware that the battle had rattled him, but he didn't care at the moment. The archer marched up to Garret, closer than he'd normally care to be. He didn't care right now though.

"You should have ran and taken everyone with you. I had a bow, I could have ran and distracted it. But no. You had to play hero and charge in. Not once thinking about them." Whitney waved his arms at the rest of the group. He had never shouted like this. Maybe it was another thing added to him. To them.

"I know you have a death wish, but your friends would follow you off a cliff. We got lucky, Garret. You charged without a second thought and if, whatever that was hadn't happened, you'd be dead. Worse, we could have all died." It was all he could do not to punch Garret. "How would you take responsibility, Garret." The question was an accusation.
Jason Drake
 player, 16 posts
 Welding, forging, wood
 Working with my hands
Wed 10 Apr 2019
at 01:08
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With the final blast and apparent defeat of the monster, Jason would have been relieved. Then the final scream hit his mind, and he grit his teeth in pain. He was very glad that the fight had gone so well, and still trying to grasp what everything that just happened meant. He had powers? Every one of his friends had powers?! He would have celebrated with July, but...

Whitney went on his rant. This battle seemed to bring the boiling angst in him up to the surface. That wouldn’t help. Okay. We lived through this. This was the most terrifying moment of our lives. Calming them down should be no problem.

“Okay Whitney, slow down. The entire world flipped upside down, a giant monster snake showed up and threatened to kill us, and, somehow, we have, like, comic book super powers. None of this makes sense, but it’s happening. And we survived. If we hadn’t acted in exactly his way? Who knows how this would have ended. I get your upset, but we had no good options here. And it isn’t all on Garret.”

He paused to take a breath.

“Now, please. Save it for later. Malun has the right idea, though I’m not sold on stealing a cop car; we need to leave. July spotted a place where the gap isn’t so wide, let’s go that way.”
Garret Blake
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 Do good deeds
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Wed 10 Apr 2019
at 02:35
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Garrett was still staggered. The thing was dead. Dead... again? He wasn't sure. He stood there for a second, staring at the corpse. He felt the world tilt and the shadows shift. A universe altered course and was wrenched into a new alignment. The boy didn't understand it, but he knew it was important. His breath was a hollow echo in his ears and his pounding heart made a dissonant rhythm against the darkness. Sweat on his brow. Eyes squeezed shut as everything else came back into focus.

"You... danger... everyone around you. Putz."

He turned as Whitney approached. The other boy was a blur slowly coming into focus, and his first words were dim muffles beneath the sound of Garrett's own breath and relentless heartbeat. He blinked several times, trying to make himself hear them.

"You should have ran and taken everyone with you."

Blink. Sounds receding. And in their place, emotions rushed in. Stirring as the other boy stepped across that invisible boundary and into his space. Senses suddenly heightened. He'd told them to to run. They should have. They didn't. He'd been trying to protect them. And when the ones you'd promised deep down you'd do that for wouldn't fucking leave? There was only one thing to do.

You stayed.

Get out of my face.

"I could have ran and distracted it. But no. You had to play hero and charge in. Not once thinking about them."

Get out of my face.

He could have. Him. Some dim part of Garrett registered that there was more to it than that. That the other boy was trying to make a point. Or maybe he wasn't. All he heard in that moment was the sheer, presumptuous arrogance of the silver-spooned ponce claiming that he knew better than anyone else what the rest of them had been thought. What they intended. Why they did what they did.

Get out of my face.

And whose job was it to tell them what their place was, whether they should step into a situation, whether they had a right to stand or run? And whose fault was it that they had done what they'd done?

Go on. Guess.

He didn't even register what Jason said. He spoke abruptly. Low-voiced. It was nonetheless like a fucking whipcrack. "... Because you know better, right? Cuz that's your place. And if they want to do different, it can't possibly be them making their own choices, right? It's gotta be me. Because in that head of yours, it's always my fault."

It wasn't like Whitney would listen anyway. Do what's right. Let people understand it or not.

Garrett took a deep, measured breath. Then one hand came up, planted itself on Whitney's chest, and gently--but firmly--pushed him away. "Get. The fuck. Out. Of. My. Face."

His head hurt. It wouldn't stop hurting. He turned away from the other boy and took a step before swaying slightly on his feet. His back hurt. Darkness. Racing stars. He nodded at Jason, then swayed and almost fell before catching himself. "What Jason said. Lets get out of here."
July Coates
 player, 22 posts
 i'll sing along
 yeah with every emergency
Wed 10 Apr 2019
at 04:55
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For having just faced the impossible and lived, the mood in the area was tense. No one seemed appropriately stoked. July's laughter stopped cold as Whitney began to shout, rounding on Garrett. In the almost three years they had been friends, she had never heard him raise his voice like this.

Of course, the worst thing they'd ever faced before was running suicides for Coach Hardpeck. With the adrenaline beginning to wear off, July was keenly aware of just how big those bones were. Whitney was right on at least one point--they were lucky. Everything could have gone so much worse. Her blood ran cold as the horrible truth sank in--they could have died. Should have died.

Jason, blessedly reliable and reasonable Jason, spoke up in Garrett's defence, firm but not unkind. And he had a point too--they'd chosen to stay, stupid as it was. But at least Jason had tried to explain that. July could practically see Garrett shutting down, all hard lines and stilled tongue. A familiar bubble of anxiety formed in her gut, every instinct screaming to just sit everyone down and work through things--

But Jason was right. Garrett was right. Malun was right. They needed to get out of here before anything else decided to show up and try to kill them.

"Right," July said, attempting in vain to break the tension. She sprang forward, towards the smaller gap she'd spied earlier. "Seconding the whole lets maybe not steal a cop car thing, by the way. I'd like to not end up grounded until I'm thirty."

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Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
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 Don't touch my PortCon!
Wed 10 Apr 2019
at 05:10
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Malun groaned as Whitney and Garret verbally assaulted one another, then Jason and July balked at using the readily available vehicle, "We don't have time for this you two, nor do we have time for me to have to explain everything but I suppose I can excuse needing to break all of this down for you in the light of what just happened."

While she spoke, she began moving...towards the cars, "First of all, everything we think we know about reality is clearly in question. We do not know any of the following things: if there are more of these snakes, or perhaps other even worse monsters. The snake did say 'we' and 'ours' if you'll recall, making the existence of more likely. Nor do we know where these others might be, perhaps nearby, perhaps already back at town making a mess of things, perhaps on the way there shortly. We have magic powers now, but are not equipped to deal with more of them at this moment."

She didn't look back, if the others chose not to follow her she'd just do it all herself. Figuring out how to drive couldn't be that hard for someone of her intellect and manual dexterity, surely. "We need to get back, the sooner the better, to warn the authorities who DO have actual weapons and not a practice bow, a stick and a bag of assorted tools about the existence of actual monsters, as well as letting them know that the officers here have disappeared. A vehicle also gives us speed and should a monster attack us anyway, some manner of protective cover between it and us."

"If we encounter other police before reaching home, all the better. Just let me do the talking as I'm clearly the only one actually thinking with my actual brain right now." Malun let out a sigh that was somewhere between exasperated and disgusted, "Monsters are real and you're worried about being grounded? Ridiculous. Follow me and we MIGHT make it back to town alive. Lets. Go."
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 18 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Wed 10 Apr 2019
at 18:33
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Whitney's vision tunneled in on Garret. Sounded pushed back by the larger teenagers push to the chest. The last thing we wanted was to be touched by such a self amateur. Short sided and completely ignored what he had said.

Then the big oaf swayed a bit and it occurred to Whitney that perhaps whatever he had done, may have incurred a cost he couldn't see. Then Mr. Drake spoke up, and was reasonable. Then July spoke up, and she was tired? Whitney finally looked around. There was a cost to this fight.

And then Ms. Lunesby called his bow a "practice" bow. Which didn't even make any sense. It was a recurve bow and obviously plenty dangerous. Honestly, the smarter criticism would be the arrows. Those weren't built with murder in mind, but things only need to be sharp enough to do serious harm at high velocity.  That's just physics even he understood.

"Tsh" Whitney made his way to the pile of bones to try recover his arrows. "I'm all verklempt."

"Malun has a good plan. No point in walking in this situation." A dark thought crossed his mind, "There might not even be many cops left to give us a hard time about it."
Garret Blake
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Wed 10 Apr 2019
at 21:11
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"Lets talk while we go," Garrett murmured. Whatever discomfort was affecting him internally, he pushed it down like a charliehorse mid-field and kept moving. Focus. Get out of here--and get them all out of here--and worry about it after everyone was where they were supposed to be. Something to do. A way to keep focus before everything came rushing in.

He absently put the scredriver in the back pocket of his jeans as they kept walking. "Okay," he breathed after a moment. "I think we gotta get out of here. I'm pretty flexible as to how... but I just wanna make sure that we make sure we know the lay of things first. There might be other cars." He blinked a few times. This seeing in the dark thing was new, and he had a hard time parsing it. As July moved towards the narrow point in the gap, he followed suit.

"Whatever else we do," he said, "we need to get back to daylight. Then we can all see and hopefully it'll be harder for whatever's out there to get close to us."

His boots crunched over darkened ground as stars that weren't supposed to be there wheeled overhead in a heaven made dark at the wrong time of day, closer to the gap now. "Here's my thinking: whatever we do, we gotta communicate clearly about it. I want to know if everyone else is okay. Once we know that it'll be a lot easier to decide what to do and where to go. Especially in daylight. Whitney and Malun are the furthest out from where we are, right?"

As he walked, he was scanning the darkness ahead, still moving towards the crack and trying to see a way across. Without realizing it, he reached out. There. That strange sense of being able to feel... more. Beyond what he could hear, see, smell, taste, or touch.

But this time he was aware of that sixth sense. He took a deep breath. Doing his utmost to quell the fear of what it meant.

Then he breathed out as he walked, and murmured under his breath, "Show me."

Perception 4, so no dice. Using Divine Sense again.
Jason Drake
 player, 17 posts
 Welding, forging, wood
 Working with my hands
Wed 10 Apr 2019
at 21:30
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With everyone still tense but moving, Jason looked a little more relieved. This was a whole lot of insanity for what amounted to less than an hour of time, not counting how long it took them to walk here. He went along with the rest towards the smaller gap, still carrying Malun’s bag, as she hadn’t said otherwise yet. “Im not saying you don’t have a point about getting home quicker, but stealing any kind of car seems like the wrong way to do that. We just survived an impossible situation, I’d prefer not to press our luck.”

He observed the gap carefully, trying to assess if it would collapse on them when they hopped across.

“Seems like solid rock right here. Lucky us. Can everyone make a three foot hop across?”

OOC: investigating the gap for sturdiness, got a 12
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 23 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Wed 10 Apr 2019
at 21:41
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"Ugh. Continuing on foot when we don't know if there are more monsters is a greater pressing of luck than risking an infraction of the law," Malun grumbled something in Japanese and then turned to look Jason dead in the eye, "I was going to refrain from saying this, but let me make it plain. Have you all heard that joke about how you don't have to outrun the bear, just outrun your friend? I am the slow friend. If we have to run, I am the smallest, slowest and have the least endurance for long distance physical activity of all of us."

At this point Malun was actually visibly shaking, "If another monster attacks, I am the one getting eaten. Now can we please take steps to avoid that possibility?"
July Coates
 player, 23 posts
 i'll sing along
 yeah with every emergency
Thu 11 Apr 2019
at 01:20
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Malun was clearly stressed--understandable, given the circumstances-- and July opted to bite her tongue and give the younger girl's contempt a pass. None of them were really equipped to handle the sheer insanity of the situation, and none of them were at their best right now. Nothing about the past half hour fit into the world as they knew it.

"Look, Malun, no one's going to leave you behind to get eaten. That's just straight up not happening. Not on the table. But stealing a cop car didn't suddenly become not a big deal. It'd be pretty awful to survive that Skethar prick just to end up in jail an hour later."

July didn't even touch Whitney's morbid reasoning. That was too much to bear, too awful--

Breathe, July reminded herself, pulse fluttering in her skin. She took a moment to center herself, before breaking into a dead run and jumping the gap. The solid earth beneath her feet was grounding, reassuring, her sneakers squeaking as she turned sharply on heel to face the others.

Nothing bad, it seemed, had happened from crossing into the light. Yet. It was a bit disorienting, squinting back into the dead of night with the sun beating down on her shoulders. Her eyes kept shifting, trying to find focus between the impossible split of day and night. The dull ache in her temples worsened and July turned towards the light, heading down the hill towards the train and where the crystal had been.

There might not even be many cops left. Whitney's comment lingered in the back of her mind, despite her best efforts to ignore it. She couldn't help but look for a sign of the missing officers, heart hammering against her ribs in terror of what she might find.

July Coates rolled 13 using 1d20+1.  Perception.
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 19 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Thu 11 Apr 2019
at 01:34
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Whitney waited until he was the last to cross the divide. His outburst was shameful, even if he had been completely right. Shouting was unbecoming of him.

He made sure to look around for anything suspicious or signs of remaining officers. Whitney's heart wasn't really in it though, to wrapped up in his own short comings.

Perception 7
Retro DM
 GM, 29 posts
Thu 11 Apr 2019
at 02:02
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The five made their way across the narrower gap spot of the split, each of them easily able to make the small jump. The transition from instant night to day was disorienting. Eyes had to blink and adjust, and it was much hotter, like jumping into a hot tub from standing in snow. As they got their bearings and looked around, everything seemed to be in the right place. As a few of them searched around, they would first notice that the apparent split between night and day was now gone, and everything was just daytime. The bones of Skethar were still visible from where they currently stood, but now in daylight. Secondly, it appeared that all the missing police officers were back in place, as though they had somehow been hidden. Garret’s new senses seemed to be functioning correctly, but nothing was pinging his mind.

OOC: collective perception checks find that the cops are suddenly there again. Also the night and day split is somehow gone. Garret’s divine sense doesn’t pick up on anything.
Garret Blake
 player, 26 posts
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Thu 11 Apr 2019
at 06:35
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He turned. Abruptly. The world was back, and so were the police. It was disorienting--the crack was still there, bifurcating the earth like some sort of jaunty scar. The cops were here. A breath he hadn't realized he'd held was released at the realization that whatever had happened hadn't spontaneously killed most of the people in the area. Or made them otherwise not-here-any-more.

He needed to do something. Something to do.

But the bones were still there. And that meant that this was A. real, and B. that they could be found. would be found. And that meant that they had to get off their asses and get moving.

Goddamn he'd forgotten how hot it was, right now.

"Okay, we need to get out of here before someone starts asking questions about the pile of giant snake-bones over there," he started, running a tired hand through his brown hair. "Lets get a few streets away from here. Whatever else is going on, they... don't seem to have seen what just happened. Whatever else we do, we shouldn't be close to this spot when they figure it out."

A slight pause, then he said "Malun, if we need to get you a car we can do it maybe a street or two over. IJust... not a cop car. Not when a bunch of them are right there. I can’t explain exactly why, but right before that thing showed up, I could sense it. I can’t feel it anymore, so I don’t think we’re in imminent danger. Whitney, can you drive? You two are out in the same area right?"

Garrett didn't like talking to the other boy. Would not have chosen to do it, had the the option... but right now. Right now, not talking to any of them wasn't an option. Christ his head hurt. "We can talk while we walk."

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Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 24 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Thu 11 Apr 2019
at 17:25
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"...nani?" Malun could only stare in half numb shock at where the police suddenly were again. The world made even less sense then it did a minute ago, and that was impressive. For all her intelligence, the young genius found herself completely poleaxed and unable to move, frankly forgetting to even breathe for a moment as her brain raced to catch up with what her senses were telling her.

Then she did, and started to move in earnest.

Rolling her eyes breifly at Garret, Malun immediately started snapping commands into her PortCon, first to see if the new functions still, well, functioned on this side of the Divide, and secondly to open her notepad program and begin recording observations.

"Obviously. New data requires new solutions. Someone jump back over to the other side to see if it's still night over there, and if we can see the person who did so. Collect that snake skull while you're at it, we're going to need evidence."

The situation had changed. Running away was no longer the top priority, after all there was no evidence of combat on this side as proven by the presence of the police(and if a monster did appear...there were presumably allied men with guns RIGHT THERE to help!) Now her top priority was data gathering. Someone needed to figure out what was going on and as far as Malun could see, she had the best chance of doing it.
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 20 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Thu 11 Apr 2019
at 19:27
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Daylight was different. Heat was different. Cops were there. The bones were still visible from the other side. All concerns about life and death were apparently unimportant hypotheticals.

Ms. Lunesby suggested taking the skull back with them. Evidence would certainly be useful, but he doubted all of them working together could move the thing. Biting his lip, he hated the idea of going back empty handed. He needed to persuade at least Woolsworth of the situation. Whatever the situation was.

"I'll jump back over and see if I can bring back at least a piece of it." With that Whitney leaped back.
Retro DM
 GM, 30 posts
Thu 11 Apr 2019
at 20:46
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Hopping back over the gap was no issue. Whitney didn’t go back into the night, however, he remained in daylight with the others. Whatever that strange split of night and day was now seemed inaccessible.

Malun’s PortCon did indeed still have its new functions, though it wasn’t actively informing her of anything at the moment.

Meanwhile, the police were scrambling around down the hill, likely trying to assess whatever had just occured.
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 21 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Thu 11 Apr 2019
at 21:16
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"It is still daylight from my side. Whatever weird place we entered, it looks like we can't go back quite the same way." Whitney turned his attention to the skull. He was aware that they should probably leave the area soon, if only to avoid annoying questions from the cops.

He attempted to shift the skull to gauge how heavy it was. Rocks were nearby, he supposed he could bash a few teeth out. The largest concern is this wouldn't stay here, Whitney didn't trust the skeleton wouldn't somehow disappear if they returned later to investigate.

Whitney had to be quick though. Garret looked like he could barely keep it together and understandably they all wanted to get out of there.

Investigate 9: Attempt to see if there is a way to easily move the skull or break  it apart to get a piece.

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Jason Drake
 player, 18 posts
 Welding, forging, wood
 Working with my hands
Thu 11 Apr 2019
at 21:33
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Initially, Jason was stunned by Malun’s words. He would never have considered leaving her behind, or anyone else, nor would he have left someone to die at the hands of some monster. It was... a stark realization, that Malun thought that way. He nodded to July’s words, and added his own.

“July’s right. There’s no way I would leave you behind. None of us would.”

Crossing into daylight once more was quite a jolt, the heat and light making adjusting difficult. Still, he did adjust, and seeing that suddenly the police were back in place, began his own train of thought.

“Okay, so everything else aside, it’s been a few hours and we aren’t home. We should find a pay phone and call.”

He looked back over the gap as Whitney crossed, noting that he could still see him, and whatever barrier had separated day and night seemed to be gone.

“This day just gets stranger. I’m with Garret, we shouldn’t stay here. Don’t want to answer questions to the cops.”

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Garret Blake
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Thu 11 Apr 2019
at 23:52
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His senses were clearing a bit. He felt the normal rhythms of his body working together like they were supposed to. Some little bit still felt off, dissonant, like a weird nausea that wouldn't totally settle, but he was more his old self by the minute. As Whitney continued to poke at the giant skull he raised his eyebrows. That... that was never going to feel normal. When Jason spoke he nodded.

"Okay," he breathed out. "There's a payphone about a block and a half from here. Malun, will a few bones be... enough? I think you and Whitney can get home pretty easy if he can get that... butler or whatever to come get the two of you. I can walk home with Jason and Jules, and it wont seem weird as long as the three of us phone home first."

A pause followed. He looked at July--she seemed better now, if still a bit shaken. He watched her for a second, then said "You still going to Noel's? C'mon. I got some change. You can call your folks and stuff. First in order."

He then started walking towards the payphone. The others would handle research and shit. He needed to get people home. Home and safe.

And mom?

After. He promised himself. It's what she would do, too.
Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 25 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Fri 12 Apr 2019
at 00:01
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"Hmmmmmm," Malun grumbled, "just a few bones won't be the evidence we need but I suppose it is larger than and heavier than I thought. It will be enough for my father to get analyzed at a lab if he has any colleagues in the area who have the equipment for that."

Then she gave a sharp nod, "My PortCon's added functions are still intact, I would wager your newfound supernatural abilities are as well. Test them, figure out what you're all individually capable of and we can use my place as a meeting ground for the time being, as I will naturally be relaying all of this to my father and he will neither think we're crazy nor dissuade us from further experimentation. Frankly his genius far surpasses mine and we would be foolish not to enlist his aide in understanding all..." she waved one hand around vaguely, "...this."

Tapping a few last things into her PortCon, she flipped the button that locked inputs in case of accidental button presses and held her hand out to Jason for her bag, "Your plan is sound, I can get a ride home from Whitney and you all can return to your own families. Let me know if you need me to ask my father to provide an alibi for unplanned absences."
July Coates
 player, 24 posts
 i'll sing along
 yeah with every emergency
Fri 12 Apr 2019
at 04:33
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July had never been so happy to see cops in her life. They weren't dead. Whatever the crystal had done to the five of them, at least it hadn't killed twenty odd innocent people. Her shoulders buckled with a sigh, the tension of that unthinkable horror seeping out of her frame. She took a shuddering breath, blue eyes stinging in the harsh daylight as she composed herself. No one's dead. It's okay.

Jason echoed Garrett's rather excellent idea to leave before the (not dead!) cops found them. July pulled herself from her thoughts, nodding.

"I'm all for leaving before the police find us," She looked past Garrett and Jason to the heap of bones. The sight of Whitney poking the skeleton was unsettling. What was it Garrett had said? Dead but not dead? She wasn't quite so confident that poking that skull wouldn't end badly.

She wasn't sure she was keen on Malun's idea to tell her father, but July couldn't muster the energy to argue it. Calloused fingers skimmed her bangs behind an ear as Garrett asked about Noel.

"I--yeah," Shaking her head to clear it, she flashed a tight smile to Garrett. "Noel's is probably for the best. I don't think I really want to be alone right now."

Falling into step with him and Jason, she folded her arms beneath her chest. The sun beat down across her bare shoulders, and though she relished its warmth, it wasn't nearly as intense as it had been on the walk over. That strange heat still simmered in her veins, fire flickering in her skin. It wasn't unpleasant, at least.
Whitney Zabka-Cabot
 player, 22 posts
 I will not bow
 I will not break
Fri 12 Apr 2019
at 05:07
Chapter 1: An Ominous Advent
They were right. They needed to leave. Whitney looked at the four foot fangs and squinted. He was not leaving home empty handed.

"You were all talk and no bite. So I see no reason for you to keep those." Grappling, Whitney managed to yank, twist, and pull out three of the largest fangs.

"As to your question, Garret. Yes I can drive. It will hardly be required however, your plan to call from the nearest payphone is sound. I should be able to reach Woolsworth from the carphone at least. In fact, I can offer you all a ride home." It was awkward to talk with Garret, especially after his immature outburst.

"Unless of course you need time to walk." Whitney hoped Garret would refuse out of stubborn pride. Given the circumstances however, it would be unbecoming not to offer.

Whitney hopped over the shattered Earth and made his way back to the group. "I apologize, Ms. Lunesby. I hope these will still aid in getting questions. I will need at least one, and perhaps a corroborating story, in order to convince Woolsworth the truth of things."

July sunk into herself, she must have done something like Garret. It was like a piece of her had been hallowed out. Something hidden. Digging deep, Whitney wondered what piece of himself he could spend.

"I hope one of you have change however, I'm afraid I don't carry money on my person."

Strength Check: 17 Yank those teeth!

This message was last edited by the player at 05:08, Fri 12 Apr 2019.

Mariko 'Malun' Lunesby
 player, 26 posts
 Obligatory child genius
 Don't touch my PortCon!
Fri 12 Apr 2019
at 05:09
Chapter 1: An Ominous Advent
"I keep plenty of pocket change," Malun waved off the concern, "and I only need one to take home." She would let someone else carry it until they got to her home, though~