[log] Now with added monster [Day 54, closed]

[starsandtights]

Characters: Steve Rogers, Tim Wright, Jay Merrick, and Brian Thomas
Location Building 29, the athletic shed
Date: Backdated to Day 54, early evening (before lockdown) until whenever
Summary: There's a party in the sports shed. Nobody told Steve not to invite any monsters. So awkward.
Warnings: Idk, there's a monster. Cursing, I imagine. Will add as needed.

[Daylight is rapidly fading away when Steve catches sight of the shed, barely visible in the gloom and the dense snowfall, and the looming shadow of the school behind it. Happy visions start floating in his head; if he can just get there, he can sit down! Somewhere dry! Somewhere... slightly less cold than outside! And he can have some food, mmmm, delicious delicious cold rations.

As he marches with renewed determination, the only sounds he can hear the bellows of his lungs and the crunch of each step in the snow, he starts to feel... sort of a tickle on the back of his neck. That feeling he started to get in the war, when he just knew a sniper was watching him. Steve stops, and looks over his shoulder.

There's a—a thing coming at him across the snow, like Red Skull but all over. It's a little distance off still, but it's moving fast. Steve hefts his poking stick, adrenaline rushing through him. But—he doesn't want to make assumptions, especially after meeting Fastoon. He hesitates.

Hello?

[It keeps coming. Steve dances on his toes nervously.]

Halt right there, tell me your name!

[It keeps coming.]

...Ahhhhhhh, son of a bitch!

[Steve turns and runs, sprinting as fast as he can through the deep snow, which is... not as fast as he'd like with Red All Over on his ass. As he gets closer to the shed, he sees three figures—people, they look like normal people—trudging up to it from the direction of the school. Steve waves his arms and yells.

Hey! Hey!! Quick, get inside!

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[maskintape]

[ It's actually been a pretty decent day so far, by Tim's standards. Yeah, okay, travelling with Brian is still a very special kind of awkward. And, uh, he's in snowhell. But other than that? Not bad. They've restocked on food, the school was wonderfully un-creepy until he managed to plunge it into darkness, and he found a ukulele.

A ukulele, guys.

So yeah. Good day. And therefore Tim isn't surprised at all when something comes along to ruin it, because that's just how his life works. He stops still, dead-eyes Steve and the monster heading their way, and sighs heavily. ]

For god's sake.

[ Time to sprint rest of the short distance remaining to the shed, Harblebros!! ]

[0thingsonmymind]

*Huh, he hasn't run into any monsters before now. It might be kind of interesting to get a better look at it...but it'd also be pretty stupid and dangerous so he's not about to do that. Instead he bolts towards the shed; doing it in the snow is new but fleeing from things is something he's pretty used to doing.

Of course he's not sure what to do once they get there. Close the door and hold it shut, right? At least four people would make that easier.*

[genreblindness]

[Oh, great. More monsters. At least this one doesn't look like a nudist spooky tree man.

Jay hangs back as long as he possibly can in the hopes of catching a glimpse of the thing on video, then runs to the shed with the others. As you might expect, all he manages to film is a lot of blur and snow.]

[starsandtights]

[Maybe Jay got lucky and also has some footage of a large hobo flailing through the snow.

Steve is relieved to see the others put some hustle into it. He glances over his shoulder at the monster; it's still chasing him, but he's maintained a decent gap between him and it. They're gonna make it, right? He's pretty sure they're gonna make it.

Steve gets to the shed just as the others are arriving and pretty much slams into it, fumbling with the doorknob and falling into the building when it opens.]

C'mon!

[Assuming the last one in will close the door behind them, he immediately looks around in the gloom, desperately hoping for something they can use to block the door. It doesn't look great. No furniture... balls, mats... wait, hurdles?]

[maskintape]

[ As the last one in - gotta make sure his buddies get to safety first, geez - Tim slams the door and braces himself against it. While holding onto the handle, because he's fucking seen Jurassic Park and there is no way in hell that he's going to underestimate the ability of scary things to open doors. NO SIR.

As the monster catches up, throwing itself against the door, he stumbles a little under the impact. That isn't good. ]

Hey, this - [cough cough] - might be more than a one-man job, guys! Just a hunch.

[ Tim is never, ever in too much danger to act like an asshole. ]

[0thingsonmymind]

*Well, he doesn't really want to die here, so after a half-second of thinking it over Brian's up at the door right next to Tim. That's got to help, right? He's not sure if there's anything here they can use instead.*

[genreblindness]

[Jay doesn't need to be told twice. He throws his tablet aside - leaving the camera on, it might get some good audio at least - and joins Brian and Tim at the door. All of them together should be enough to keep the monster out, right?]

[starsandtights]

[Red Dude reaches the shed and starts throwing himself against the door, whee~]

Hold on!

[Steve drags one of the hurdles over to the door, knocking it over so the hurdle part is flat on the ground.]

OK, hold the door but make some room with your legs, I'm gonna try to jam it—

[When there's some room to get in there, Steve sets one corner of the hurdle against the bottom edge of the door and then kicks the shit out of the hurdle, wedging it underneath the door. God, he hopes this works.]

[maskintape]

That's what --

[ Tim follows instructions, awkwardly shuffling out of the way whilst keeping his hands on the door. After the hurdle is in place, he verrryyyy slowly and gingerly removes his hands and takes a step back.

It. Seems to be holding? But he's going to stay within easy reach of it. Just in case. ]

-- That's what she said.

[ T I M ]

[0thingsonmymind]

*Completely ignoring Tim's witty retort, he steps away from the door and looks over the room. Same as last time, just with less people, which was probably good. At least it meant a place to sleep.

He moves away from the group, removes his pack and sits somewhere where he can watch everyone else.*

[genreblindness]

...Seriously?

[THERE'S A TIME AND A PLACE FOR THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID JOKES, TIMOTHY

but since it doesn't look like the door's getting broken down right this second, Jay steps over to pick up his tablet. Good thing they're durable as hell, if it was a real camera it'd probably be broken by now.

He shoots a nervous glance back to the door, filming as he does.]

Think it'll hold?

[starsandtights]

[It takes a moment for the joke to sink in, but when it does a surprised, hysterical laugh escapes Steve, almost a giggle, really. Jay says the words so he doesn't have to, but he gives Tim an incredulous look to match.

Steve watches the door warily, ready to throw himself at it if it gives. It seems solid for now, but that monster's pretty vigorous. He looks around, using his tablet as a sad flashlight and squinting in the gloom.]

Hey, these mats look pretty heavy, maybe if we stack a few behind the hurdle? Here, gimme a hand—

[Steve grabs the end of one folded-up mat and starts dragging it.]

((OOC: I'm picturing this kind of thing.))

[maskintape]

[ Tim responds with an amazingly unapologetic shrug - DEAL WITH IT, NERDS - and grabs the other end of the mat so he can help drag it into place.

Since, you know. He's pretty sure that Jay is too busy filming and Brian is too busy... being... Brian. ]

You know, all this junk is just going to keep us penned in if that thing decides to smash through the roof instead.

[ HE'S JOKING, IT'S A FUNNY JOKE ]

[0thingsonmymind]

*Brian is clearly supervising. And you guys are doing a good job so he doesn't need to step in right now.
He does look up towards the ceiling at Tim's quip, though. Could the anomalies do that? They never went through the walls from what he's seen...There don't seem to be any holes, though. That was a good sign, right?*

[genreblindness]

[Jay totally needs to film this, okay. Documenting the evidence is very important. Or he might be a tiny bit obsessed with filming everything. One of those.]

If it comes in through the roof, we're pretty much screwed anyway.

[Not that he sounds particularly concerned. IT'S JUST A JOKE.]

[starsandtights]

[Steve gives Tim an incredulous look because OH MY GOD DON'T SAY STUFF LIKE THAT, but then kind of shrugs it off because, well. Jay's kinda right. What the hell are they supposed to do about it, really.]

Which is why I'm going to concentrate on the door.

[When the mat's in place Steve goes back to get another one, jerking his head at Tim with a questioning look since at least he seems inclined to be helpful, thanks a lot Quiet Guy and Camera Guy.]

[maskintape]

'Kay, man. But if we get busted for violating every fire safety law in the book, it's on you.

[ He pootles on over to commence DRAGFEST ROUND 2, but not without rolling his eyes in the direction of his socially-challenged travel buddies. Fine, nerds, he'll pick up the slack here. As well as the mat. ]

Uh - I'm Tim, by the way. The noodle's Jay, and the guy in the hood is Brian.

[0thingsonmymind]

*But the door is closed and they put stuff in front of it, so that means monsters can't get in. Why are they still bothering with barricading it?

He doesn't remain completely idle, though. He stands up and starts circling the shed, just to make sure no windows or holes appeared since he was here last. You never know.*

[genreblindness]

[Oh, right. Introductions. Those are a thing.]

Yeah, uh. Hi.

[He gives Steve a vague sort of wave, then feels incredibly awkward for it and busies himself with the tablet again.

God, interaction with people in person is the worst.]

[starsandtights]

[Steve smirks.]

I think I can live with that.

[Steve nods hello to Jay and Brian.]

Hiya, fellas. I'm Steve. Sorry about. You know. That guy. [He jerks his head toward the door, where Red Man is still throwing itself bodily against it with a loud THUD every few seconds.

He helps Tim arrange mat #2 on top of mat #1.]

What do you think, one more? [He's already heading over to grab a third.] ...Hey, are you the Tim I've spoken to on the network?

[maskintape]

Not sure we really need any m-- okay then.

[ He shrugs again. And manages to give Brian a look and mouth stop filming, nerdlord at Jay on his way over to the mats. ]

But yeah, I'm - [cough cough cough] - sorry. TW. The guy from the corpse park.

[0thingsonmymind]

*After confirming that there are no other ways into the shed he returns to his pack and sits back down. He pulls his tablet out but splits his attention between it and his current companions. The monster should be dealt with so he can check the network and see if he missed anything good.*

[genreblindness]

[Stop filming? Uh, rude. Since when has the filming been a problem? Steve doesn't looke like he has a problem!

Jay mouths what? at Tim with an indignant look and most definitely does not stop filming. Sheesh.]

[starsandtights]

Well, hey, nice to meet you, even under the circumstances. [He raises his eyebrows at the coughing, politely concerned.] You all right there?

[Steve helps Tim wrestle the last mat in place.] That should do it. Thanks. [He dusts his hands off and looking around, glancing curiously at Brian before raising an eyebrow at Jay.]

Let me guess. Filming for a reality TV show?

[Steve moseys over to one of the remaining mats and sets his two backpacks down near it, pulling his tablet out again and activating the screen so he can look around.]