illinois ♔ and the message coming from my eyes

[spellfile]

WHO || Andrew, Zero, Han, Rocket, Klaus
WHAT || The Knights investigate some strange events  around a farmhouse in Illinois
WHERE || Metropolis Kansas
WHEN || April 20th, 2015
HOW || Actionspam

The route to the Moore residence is a secluded, gavel-topped county road that meanders through fields and farmland.  The roiling stormclouds and lack of city lights make the countryside seem unusually dark and forbidding.  A battered mailbox on the right side of the road indicates the Moore farm, and a pothole-filled drive leads up to the farmhouse.  On the right side of the long driveway, nestled among the snow, lies what appears to be a small family graveyard.

Beside the dilapidated house, stands a large German Shepard tethered on a leash, barking furiously as they pull up.  An older man stands on the porch looking highly displeased.  The man says something to the dog, but the barking continues unabated.

"You can just turn right around and head back the way you came," he yells from the porch.

Comments

[behindcloseddoors]

[ andrew's first shot explodes one of them, and they both blast the second, horrible ooze flying everywhere, but it keeps coming, again, far too slow to be a real threat (atk 11) ]

[badexample]

[Andrew continues to be stunned any time that he successfully manages to shoot a thing. First person shooters aren't really his thing but apparently he is getting better at this whole actual gun handling business... maybe. With one gross oozy zombie left, twists up his face in uncertainty and fires (attack 15, and dear god I hope that hits because he rolled 20 damage with penetration)

[behindcloseddoors]

[ IT DOES! Zombie guts fly everywhere, coating the room in sickening ooze :')

/init ]

[parsecs]

Well, that didn't get anymore pleasant. [And Han isn't putting his blaster down as he goes to search the room and see what it was they were pawing at (search 18).]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ doesn't seem to be anything worth finding in this room tbh ]

[parsecs]

Nothing here. [He goes to open the door to the next room. UNLESS THERE ARE ZOMBIES COMING TO EAT HIS FACE AGAIN he got a search 11.]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ about that.

two horrible, oozing zombies are hunched over the partially dismembered corpse of a young man. they appear to be eating his entrails. a revolver limply dangles from the victim's mauled and bloody hand.

they immediately lunge forward with a burbling cry. ]

[parsecs]

[Han's blaster is up immediately and he shoots at the first zombie (atk 18, dmg 18 with penetration B)).] How many of these things are there? [And what the hell he'll shoot the other one too with heroic surge since I just remembered he has it (atk 25, dmg 26 with penetration again).]

[badexample]

[Andrew attempts to shoot one of them... idk whichever one looks like it might eat him first. (attack 13, and if that hits damage 10).]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ in a display of pure badassery, their combined efforts explode both zombies before they can close within range.

/init

welp ]

[badexample]

[Andrew feels like he's going to have a heart attack every time he fires his weapon. But at least he's actually hitting shit. That's nice.]

Fucking Christ. I hope that's the last of them.

[Which he knows means it won't be. He's seen enough bad sci fi to know better.]

[parsecs]

We've got one more room. [So his hopes aren't that high. He'll.... just open the last door now.]

[behindcloseddoors]

[ that one's just a bathroom, yo ]

[badexample]

[Andrew visibly sags with relief.]

Thank fucking God... Can we go find the others now? Pretty sure there's strength in numbers in things like this.

[parsecs]

[Han nods slowly.] Yeah... seems like we're clear for now. [He doesn't put his blaster away as he heads down the stairs, though.]

[badexample]

[Andrew isn't in the mood to wander aimlessly because he knows the other half of the team could be anywhere by now. Shit happens. So he will call Zero to confirm where to meet up.]

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