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Skirt of Snakes [Jul. 5th, 2006|08:44 pm]
Would You Like a Rust Sandwich?

realmofmother

[_monsters_]
It's dusk now, and the sun is just below the horizon. The last trills from the waterbirds and thrushes' songs are dying down, and the mist is high on Lake Toluca tonight. The air is clear and fresh, if damp from the fog, and from where you are, you can see lights twinkling both to the north and south, and a lighthouse off to the west.

The island is small, with maybe the square footage of a gas station or large house. There's a wooden dock at one end, deep green algae comfortably covering the posts, but no boat is anchored. Tall pines and firs have taken root, mosses and tough-edged grass and a bed of needles covering rock beneath your feet. Upon arrival, Eileen sighs and gestured to one of the distant clusters of lights blinking blue through the fog. "Well... there you go. Silent Hill."

A bit of walking around may stir up the bed of needles enough, though, to reveal that the rock beneath them may not be so solid as you'd think. A keen eye might notice something etched into it at one point. Clearing the needlebed away would reveal a symbol about six feet from one end to another, apparently cut into the rock. A large indentation in the center of the symbol gathers shadow.





(( OKAY FOLKS here is the last BRIEF chance for IC questions etc before dangerdanger. Leon's player is not here, but assume that Leon is. Since y'all shall be going into the fray shortly, here's whassup.

Please only read the posts that are for your team! We r trusting u!
Team 1 is the Henrys, John, Roger, and Eileen. Your post is "Vidya." Once you've completed that world, you go to the post called "Meter Oreie."
Team 2 is Abe, Derek, Lina, and Lobster. Your post is "Yam Kinneret." Once you've completed that world, you go to the post called "Uatchet."
Team 3 is Hellboy, Kate, Warren, and Leon. Your post is "Garland of Letters." Once you've completed that world, you go to the post called "Betrayal of Mistletoe."

All teams must complete an objective that will keep people alive (such as, say, "Find Liz!" or "Find a way to make sure that killing Walter doesn't kill everyone!" or "Obtain a key ritual implement to kill Walter with!") and complete your two posts by July 19th. A final event will take place on July 20th, hopefully not running over into July 21st, but that's possible.

If you have any questions, feel free to poke one of us modly types. If you'd like to have a ghost or monster NPCed, there are several of us available who you can ask at any time! NPCs are available on AIM as firestarterliz, ScaryRPer, and bekalabird. If you want an extra Walter attack, he is available on AIM as salucci123. ))
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[User Picture]From: unbroken
2006-07-06 02:00 am (UTC)
He clears away the pine needles and takes a closer look at the symbols. "Hey, guys, here's the circle...what're the symbols on the outside and inside? They look familiar."
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[User Picture]From: thefireofasaint
2006-07-06 02:03 am (UTC)
John scuffs a few steps forward to look where Eileen indicated, frowning and quiet and practically reverbating with anxious aggression. He's a little too restless to be observant to notice what's right beneath his feet; hopefully he'll calm down by the time this sort of oversight will get people hurt.

"...?" He glances at Henry and helps with the needles some, looking. "The three wavy lines, doesn't that usually denote water?"
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[User Picture]From: lina_inverse
2006-07-06 02:03 am (UTC)
Lina's here and ready - she's been ready for a while, actually - weeks, if truth were told.

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[User Picture]From: lobsters_claw
2006-07-06 02:05 am (UTC)
Lobster Johnson is also here, and ready.
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[User Picture]From: onlyroger
2006-07-06 02:12 am (UTC)
"It's kind of beautiful..." Roger mutters, surveying the landscape around them. No matter how nice it looks, they're surrounded by possible hiding places for.... well, for whatever they might find themselves up against out here.... and the homunculus isn't going to let his guard down for a minute.
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[User Picture]From: eileen303
2006-07-06 02:17 am (UTC)
Eileen can't help smile a little at that. "Yeah, it is, isn't it? Town's got a bad reputation in the Nexus for a reason, but, this here's the real one."
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[User Picture]From: venus_afflicted
2006-07-06 02:23 am (UTC)
"Yeah, stunning... for a place that spawned a cult boy and all his kind." Growling out the words, smoking still as if he was just lighting one from the next, oh yeah, he was.

Edgy, looking this way and that as if just waiting for them to be jumped.
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[User Picture]From: onlyroger
2006-07-06 02:36 am (UTC)
Roger glances back at Eileen for a moment. "A lot of the time, urban legends and hearsay reflect some aspect of reality." Somehow, he manages to sound far more educated than he really is when he says this.
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[User Picture]From: dreams_of_fish
2006-07-06 02:17 am (UTC)
Abe stands a short distance away from Roger. It's hard to see beyond that cool, reserved look of his in the darkness, but there's a certain tension about him. Field agents of BPRD would recognize it from the harder, more personal missions where Abe was involved.

For others, a good indicator would be Abe's hand - it's firmly resting on his pistol's handle, ready to pull it out and administer lethal justice to whatever could stalk this place.
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[User Picture]From: unbroken
2006-07-06 02:31 am (UTC)
Henry has been trying not to look at where they are or focus on anything but the obvious, but this catches his attention. He looks around and replies with a muttered and bitter, "Yeah, it is, isn't it?"
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[User Picture]From: bprds_righthand
2006-07-06 02:28 am (UTC)
Hellboy paces and tries to stay out of the way of those looking at the runes. He hates the loud sounds his hooves make on the pine needles and stone, but he can't bear to just stand still.
His left hand rests on the handle of the Samaritan in it's holster and he waits for it and all of his talismans to begin to burn him as they did the last time he was here.

"Dang. Who was supposed to pack the boat?"
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[User Picture]From: eileen303
2006-07-06 02:37 am (UTC)
A joke, but it brings up an important point that he might not have heard. "We're... kind of going to need to find one, actually. This key we've got, it only works once. One-way ticket, as far as we know, so while we're in there, we're going to need to find another way back out."
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[User Picture]From: bprds_righthand
2006-07-06 02:45 am (UTC)
"Great. Well, I've worked with worse odds."
He looks out over the water.
"And I guess not everybody is up to that swim. So, time to find plan b."
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[User Picture]From: unbroken
2006-07-06 02:37 am (UTC)
Henry does not like this place. He'd much rather have the world all messed up- it's more honest that way.

He hears the clacking on the rocks and knows that Hellboy is feeling impatient to move on. He is, too. "I don't think we'll be here long...."
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[User Picture]From: bprds_righthand
2006-07-06 02:47 am (UTC)
"Good. Not that this isn't a great camping spot and everything."
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