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snowblindrpg2015-08-04 11:09 pm
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[network] @claytonator; BODIES AND MONSTERS; day 022 [open] [dismemberment mention?]
afternoon - video
[The camera comes on to the dim interior of the abandoned school, focused on a nearby spot on the floor. There's nothing there, but there's plenty of other things to notice. Primarily, the heavy distortion of the film itself; it's stretched almost to the point that it's unrecognizable and frequently flickers in and out of focus. At the points where things seem to align and the video is reasonably coherent, Clayton's panicked, gasping breaths come through in the background. It sounds like he's trying to calm down. He's not doing a good job of calming down.]
[The tablet is given a firm shake, as if attempting to resolve the apparent camera abnormalities, then Clayton gives up and shuts it off.]
afternoon - text
[Thankfully, Clayton doesn't let this video stand alone for too long after he posts it.]
Sorry about that--thought I saw something. The air isn't right here.
[And that's putting it lightly. A hallucination that vivid and alarming isn't something Clayton can brush off so easily, especially after experiencing something similar the day before in the school's kitchens. It's recurring. That's a problem.]
[He would think it's a personal problem, if Enoch wasn't experiencing the same sorts of things.]
Who else has been to the school? What have you seen or heard while there that you would consider "abnormal," if anything?
slightly before lockdown - video
[It's much later in the day when Clayton turns on the camera again, and in significantly more dire circumstances. The video is trained on his face this time--he looks flushed and exhausted, like he just ran a marathon, and he's only now letting himself relax and slide the rest of the way down the wall of the sports shed. Other feet and voices murmur and shuffle in the background as three other people position themselves in the tight quarters. Clayton's eyes flicker to them with a look of immense relief.]
[There's a loud thump at the door, followed by distinctive scratching noises. Clayton's expression sobers.]
Alright... [Pant, pant. He quickly swipes a hand over his brow.] ...I got good news and I got bad news.
Bad news is, we ain't lost them shadows yet. [There's another round of clawing at the shed's door to verify this.] If any a y'all 're in the school, run. Don't you come to the shed t' the west. It ain't safe out there. Pack up what yer doin' an' head north 'r south. You ain't got much time.
[He lets that hang in the air for a few moments.]
...Good news! [Clayton chuckles giddily and his mouth twitches into a tired smile.] They ain't that smart. Enoch 'n I just gave one the runaround outside. If you get one of ya to lead 'em, the other can head in an' get the door--trick 'em 'fore they know what's happenin'.
Anybody else runnin' into these things out there? If they're gettin' bolder, we oughta start travelin' 'n pairs. Safer that way.
[He pauses again to finish catching his breath and adds a couple more airy laughs for good measure. The monster continues thumping against the door. Clayton is clearly too relieved to notice.]
Y'all be careful out there. Keep in touch.
[And the feed ends.]
[The camera comes on to the dim interior of the abandoned school, focused on a nearby spot on the floor. There's nothing there, but there's plenty of other things to notice. Primarily, the heavy distortion of the film itself; it's stretched almost to the point that it's unrecognizable and frequently flickers in and out of focus. At the points where things seem to align and the video is reasonably coherent, Clayton's panicked, gasping breaths come through in the background. It sounds like he's trying to calm down. He's not doing a good job of calming down.]
[The tablet is given a firm shake, as if attempting to resolve the apparent camera abnormalities, then Clayton gives up and shuts it off.]
afternoon - text
[Thankfully, Clayton doesn't let this video stand alone for too long after he posts it.]
Sorry about that--thought I saw something. The air isn't right here.
[And that's putting it lightly. A hallucination that vivid and alarming isn't something Clayton can brush off so easily, especially after experiencing something similar the day before in the school's kitchens. It's recurring. That's a problem.]
[He would think it's a personal problem, if Enoch wasn't experiencing the same sorts of things.]
Who else has been to the school? What have you seen or heard while there that you would consider "abnormal," if anything?
slightly before lockdown - video
[It's much later in the day when Clayton turns on the camera again, and in significantly more dire circumstances. The video is trained on his face this time--he looks flushed and exhausted, like he just ran a marathon, and he's only now letting himself relax and slide the rest of the way down the wall of the sports shed. Other feet and voices murmur and shuffle in the background as three other people position themselves in the tight quarters. Clayton's eyes flicker to them with a look of immense relief.]
[There's a loud thump at the door, followed by distinctive scratching noises. Clayton's expression sobers.]
Alright... [Pant, pant. He quickly swipes a hand over his brow.] ...I got good news and I got bad news.
Bad news is, we ain't lost them shadows yet. [There's another round of clawing at the shed's door to verify this.] If any a y'all 're in the school, run. Don't you come to the shed t' the west. It ain't safe out there. Pack up what yer doin' an' head north 'r south. You ain't got much time.
[He lets that hang in the air for a few moments.]
...Good news! [Clayton chuckles giddily and his mouth twitches into a tired smile.] They ain't that smart. Enoch 'n I just gave one the runaround outside. If you get one of ya to lead 'em, the other can head in an' get the door--trick 'em 'fore they know what's happenin'.
Anybody else runnin' into these things out there? If they're gettin' bolder, we oughta start travelin' 'n pairs. Safer that way.
[He pauses again to finish catching his breath and adds a couple more airy laughs for good measure. The monster continues thumping against the door. Clayton is clearly too relieved to notice.]
Y'all be careful out there. Keep in touch.
[And the feed ends.]
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[...Which he admittedly agrees with on the surface, since group hallucinations that are so precisely coordinated and verifiable aren't just something you can easily brush off, but. Tim. Don't hurt yourself.]
Apart from the expected oppressive discomfort from the area and a little adrenaline shock, we're feeling okay. Trust me, I would know if we were sick. We aren't going to stay in here much longer and we're sticking close together.
[That's the reassurances out of the way. Now, for the information.]
What's your theory, Tim?
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[ Wow, Tim. Wow. Wowowowowow. Shittiest lie yet. ]
not if you're not sick I mean
so w/e it doesn't matter
you should get out of there though, it could be gas or something causing the hallucinations
idk
just leave
[ Okay, that was a little better. They're fine! Fine. They're not sick. They're totally fine. Everything is fine. ]
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Considering I was originally led to this area of the building by a voice I heard ten days ago, I don't think we're sick - as I said, I think it's a spirit still bound to Earth. They're likely seeking help.
Though they'll have to wait another day, lest we die too. We'll run out of time at this rate.
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so
you think it's a spooky ghost and you're going to help it
are we talking exorcisms or are you going to steal salt from the cafeteria and sprinkle it around
[ that's how you deal with ghosts, right? Much like you deal with CRIPPLING FEELINGS OF GUILT FROM INFECTING TWO DUDES WITH HELLSICKNESS by making jokes! ]
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I just realized I don't have the means to help anymore. I did before coming here, but that ability was taken from me.
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[Also he's gotta keep Enoch's hopes up. Poor guy. Clayton passes him a slightly apologetic glance before intervening again.]
We can still help. Even without abilities, the knowledge that all of us have from dealing with these sorts of things should be enough to fix them.
[...He's so focused on comforting the both of them that Clayton doesn't notice that he's using the royal "we" here. Whoops.]
Don't worry Tim, we won't stay for too much longer. Just stopping in to get some food. It's not comfortable in here anyway--like the funeral home. I don't think we could stay for too long if we wanted to.
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I mean I know neither of you are dumb enough to push your luck but
you know how this place can mess with your head so I just wanted to make sure. I'm all about being everybody's nagging mom lately I guess
might as well embrace that
make sure you pick up some vegetables while you're there and be in bed by nine, kids
etc
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[Better than the "every man for himself" mentality a few seem to have come in expecting. He knows people are better than that.]
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You had better believe that we appreciate the thought. And I know I deserve it, after all the nagging I've put you through. Isn't going to stop any time soon.
Speaking of which, are you handling everything alright? You sound awfully anxious.
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it's the text I think. hard to tell tone and stuff, you know?
since you guys are fine there's nothing to be anxious about right
it's all good
[ LIES INTENSIFY ]
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If you say so. Please check in if you run into any trouble. You know how I worry.
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right yeah
I'll definitely do that
and don't go getting into more trouble in the meantime k
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We'll do what we can, but I make no promises. See you around.