Lyla continued through the woods, the slightly rocky earth below her covered in a thin carpet of pine needles, stopping only when Alice was falling behind or she got spooked by a random branch or something similar. Alice was thankful she'd worn flats, as it would have been impossible to navigate this terrain in heels.
Eventually, they came across a cave with smoke coming out of its mouth. Lyla wags her tail excitedly at the scents of people and food inside and, unable to contain herself, dashes in to investigate and tackles an unsuspecting Prisha and starts licking his face non-stop. The jingling of her collar alerted everyone there that this dog was not some wild wolf, but a family's pet.
“DAMMIT WHEN I HEAR 'SPACE CQC' ALL I CAN THINK OF IS BIG BOSS WITH A FISHBOWL ON HIS HEAD, STRANGLING AN ASTRONAUT OUTSIDE THE ISS.""Wha??? Hey, cut it out," Prisha said surprisingly at the strange dog trying to remain calm. Then once he was able to control himself once again, noticed the collar and decided to ask the rest of the group, no one specifically, "You brought your pet dog to the island?"
Help?.. please...Imey examined the unfamiliar beast, trying to decide whether to eat the stupid thing or find some other use for it. It liked humans, it seemed, and its collar suggested an owner. Was it livestock? It was very trusting if it was. And not the meatiest creature — might be better to keep it around a while and butcher it if supplies fell low, hoping nobody got attached to the thing.
Or was it some sort of companion, like one of the parrots of his homeland? "Not mine," Imey said simply. Then he yelled out, "Claim your animal, or I claim my dinner!" A hollow threat, given he wasn't hungry, but it would get the owner moving quickly.
Gault sent me a PM outlining what he'd like Grimm to do and gave me permission to fill in the details, within reason.
As Grimm walked along, he tossed glowsticks from his backpack. His copious supply suggested that he expected to deal with darkness. Eventually, they reached a fork in the cave system. Grimm looked back at Scarlett, towards the fork, and then said, "left," and immediately made his way down that fork. After a long walk, his flashlight hit something shiny. The broken remnants of a PDA. He quickly grabbed the thing, hoping Scarlett wouldn't notice, and then turned his flashlight upwards to investigate the rest of the cave.
Maintaining his cool despite the unexpected sight, he simply said, "huh. That's different."
KSPAM, it's set up for you now.
edited 26th Sep '11 10:46:06 AM by KillerClowns
Lyla's tail started going again as her male owner started petting her. Her blue eyes seemed jovial as she turned her attention away from Prisha and started showing affection to Eli in the best way she knew how.
Alice, seeming quite frustrated with what had just transpired, finally managed to make her way up into the cave.
"Eli! There you are!" She exclaimed, sounding slightly more exasperated than happy, "Now the only question is how in the world you got here."
“DAMMIT WHEN I HEAR 'SPACE CQC' ALL I CAN THINK OF IS BIG BOSS WITH A FISHBOWL ON HIS HEAD, STRANGLING AN ASTRONAUT OUTSIDE THE ISS."Prisha smiled for a second, hoping no one noticed, while wiping his face clean and back to his grumpy tone. From the sound of it this new lady had been looking for Eli and didn't expect him to be here. Which means they may not have arrived on the island at the same time. So it's more likely she was tracking down Eli after he went missing. But if that was the case, she may also be the very ticket off this island. Prisha decided to ask, "So how many islands did you have to search before finding your friend here?"
edited 26th Sep '11 11:08:08 AM by PsychoFreaX
Help?.. please...Watching Eli, the newcomer, and the beast, he said, "ah, you know each other?" He assumed for now that the woman was some sort of caretaker for Eli. A welcome incident. And while the "doggeh" was off the dinner plate for now, it would be preferable to cannibalism in desperate times. Or maybe it could even be of some use. "So, newcomer. Come, sit with us. Share a meal if you need to. And tell me, who are you, and of what use is your... 'doggeh'?"
"Actually, Eli is my husband. I'm Alice," Alice had a rather noticeable southern drawl, "And as for your other questions... Coincidentally, this is the first. And secondly, Lyla doesn't really need any real use. She's just part of the family. Though she was pretty useful in tracking him down."
As she said this, she lightly tossed Eli's sock at him.
"Well, since I've introduced myself, would you folks care to do the same?"
“DAMMIT WHEN I HEAR 'SPACE CQC' ALL I CAN THINK OF IS BIG BOSS WITH A FISHBOWL ON HIS HEAD, STRANGLING AN ASTRONAUT OUTSIDE THE ISS.""What, that thing you picked up just now?" She stated teasingly. She watched Grimm wince with just an ounce of satisfaction.
"Come now Grimm, no good comes from keeping secrets. Now, what is it you have there?" Scarlett leaned over, reaching for his closed fist. She took his hand in hers with a mischievous grin (although it was hard to tell in the dark) and slowly peeled back his fingers.
"My, my, what have we here?"
edited 26th Sep '11 11:19:56 AM by KSPAM
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialA pet. Well, if he could track a person, maybe he could track a meal. If not... well, a pet was a pet. No need to be cruel, if the creature kept Eli busy. Imey said, "I am Imey the Fisherman. A pleasure to meet you, and I'm sorry about threatening to eat your 'doggeh'. I've never seen anything quite like it, and didn't realize it was a pet, not livestock."
That poor woman had married that strange man? Well, who was he to judge? As long as it made her happy, he would withhold judgment.
Finally relinquishing his grip, though with visible reluctance, Grimm showed the PDA to Scarlett briefly. He touched the screen and it came to life- despite evidence of abuse it still seemed to be functional. A hairline crack in the surface of the screen was illuminated by its glow, but it didn’t make what was on it any harder to read. It showed a login screen with entry boxes for a username and password, both of which were blank. Grimm shrugged. “Don’t suppose you know anything about bypassing electronic security, do you?”
edited 26th Sep '11 2:18:01 PM by Gault
yeyWhat's the sound you get when a hundred and eighty pounds of burly bald dude lands in a puddle of mud, and then has another hundred and fourty pounds of skinny black guy (and two pounds of afro) land on top of him?
It's a bit like 'whump, splash, whump, ow fuck get off get off get off me you godfucking piss artist'.
Scientists have been able to prove this conclusively now that this exact same thing has happened.
Bones Harvey pushed his compatriot off of his prone body, cursing up a storm as he got up and tried futilely to wipe the mud from his jeans. "Oh, this is- yeah, this is shit. This. All of it. The entirety of this situation can be fully described by that single word. Shit, piling upon shit, and just when you got enough of that, there's more shit to come."
"Mmmf."
He turned around, whipping the mud off his pale hands, and nudged the black man in the stomach with his heavy leather boot. "Roc. Roc. Sirocco. Get up, you goddamned pothead."
"Hmnwah. 'm wan' f' lay here, yeah?"
"I will personally take a shit in your stash of miracle if you don't get up, you barnholing shitroach."
"Y'always f' gettin' on me back when I jus' wan' f' lay down. Nah t'day, Bones. Maybe tomoon."
"Roc. Have you noticed we're in a goddamn swamp? Has that managed t' pierce your afro yet? Is any of this gettin' through to you?"
"'m f' like swamps."
"Jumping out of a third story window isn't supposed to land you in a swamp, Roc."
"Sometimes it f' do."
"Not when yer in the middle of a city complex, you forsaken apefucker. Come on - get up, no, get up, here, yes."
As Bones pulled Sirocco to his feet he looked around, licking his split lip as he tried to get a grip of his surroundings. "So, either they shot us full of hallucinos and we're sitting babbling in a corner while they get the Destabilizer ready, or we've somehow ended up on another planet."
"Hmm...can't f' know too sure, d'yaknow."
"...well, shit. I guess we better start walkin'."
The tall black man shrugged, fumbling in his pockets and pulling out a baggie of rainbow-tinted leafs and a lighter. "'s f' okay with me, d'yaknow."
"Yeah. C'mon, let's get goin'...shit, I hope we ain't about to die."
"Hmm."
Always touching and looking. Piss off."Not really. I tend to rely on..." she hesitated momentarily when picking her next words, "different methods. Let's check to see if the passlock has any special features. Provided that too many wrong guesses don't auto-wipe the device, we can probably just wing it. It's not like we have anything else to do with our time."
Scarlett tapped the touch screen, nine times for the username, and six times for the password.
regulator
375091
Unsurprisingly, both were rejected. However, the screen remained clear of any warnings. She tried again.
T@sfvo
f9er75
Rejection came a second time, but still no warning. Satisfied, she tossed it back to Grimm.
"Good news, there's no data wipe feature enabled. So until we get back to the group, let's keep trying. Maybe we'll get lucky."
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serial“I thought not. And I think I’d better hold onto this.” Grimm pocketed the device, before turning his light back on the room to look at the various images painted on the walls. “What do you make of this?” There was what looked like mural on the wall painted in a rusty pigment It looked to be a series of hands, the first of which were recognizable as Human but among them were ones that were certainly not. They seemed laid out in some random order with no other markings than a thin red line that snaked around and joined them together. Curious.
yeyBianca hands out chunks of squirrel to anyone who wants them. "I'll be back to get more."
Just outside the cave, she finds what seem to be wild onions, so she crouches and picks their leaves. Those'll spice up the meat a bit.
A rabbit appears a short ways off to nibble on a patch of grass; it is quickly strangled with magic. Bianca quickly counts the party members and decides that she should find a few more.
"I'll be back!" She drops her findings in the cave and goes deeper in the forest, humming a Vesper nursery rhyme. Soon, she hears gruff voices Two of them, it would seem. Bianca goes silent and reloads her gun. More lost unfortunates? Or natives, hostile or otherwise?
She silently makes her way towards them.
Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey Bitchfest[ Night ]
Todd watched the commotion among the newcomers around the fire.
Looking out of the cave, he saw the night fall, and the stars come out. A nearly-full moon illuminated the forest with a whitish glow, rising in the sky.
Todd thought on the stars outside, but was never much for astronomy. "Hey - does anybody recognize any constellations out there?" Todd said.
The dark presence moved silently in the misty darkness of the forest, trailing and observing the group of three outside the cave.
A single owl sounded out in the night ... "Hoo! Hoo! Ho-*ghkt..."
Silence once again enveloped the forest.
Donovan had become bored of sitting on his ass, with nothing to do or occupy himself. Night approached as Donovan moved into the cave a bit. He cared not for most things, but it seemed the cold of night here was different, he was actually cold for once.
Wrapping the longcoat along his body, he noticed the sudden silence in the forest. Silence was the first thing that happened when Nyarlathotep came along, but everyone else was still making noise. He waved it off as some animal, shutting up for once.
He looked at the fire, eyes dreary with tiredness, just because he could take on higher level Eldritch beings, didn't mean he didn't tire, at least not as fast as humans did. He lay his head down a bit, not really about to go to sleep, but somewhat tired.
edited 26th Sep '11 6:57:29 PM by draconiansuperior
"I am sure my father probably has not mentioned a lot of things to you," said Lafayette. "There are too many things to mention... and not all of them are important..." he dropped to his knees, and then rolled onto his side. Mother wasn't here. Mother wasn't here. he was sure mother was here, otherwise how would he have gotten here...
"So when should we be able to get off this island?" Prisha asked mainly to Alice. If she arrived to track down Eli, she should surely have ensured a way out... hopefully.
Help?.. please..."O hai!"
As Eli greeted Bryan, his childish demeanor melted away into something that slightly resembled an adult. He actually smiled like a grown man.
In a slightly more adultlike tone than he had been demonstrating thus far, he introduced his wife and dog. "Meet my wife! Her name's Alice. Meet my doggeh! Her name's Lyla."
edited 26th Sep '11 7:02:55 PM by CrystalGlacia
"Jack, you have debauched my sloth."I swore I heard them.
But no one, nothing is in sight.
Oh dear.
Bianca holds her gun tightly and makes her way back to the cave, more wild onion leaves a wild turkey (well, she thinks it looks like one, anyway, but she isn't quite sure) tucked under her arm. A pulsing ball of light bobs by her head.
"This place is messing with us," she announces, and pouts while she plucks the feathers from the turkey-thing that she shot.
"Hello." She shakes hands with Alice and pats Lyla on the head. It surprises her when she hears that Elijah is married, and feels bad that she assumed he wasn't.
edited 26th Sep '11 7:04:49 PM by snowfoxofdeath
Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey Bitchfest

This place was warm, and the fire made it more so. After devouring one of his fish, masterfully filleted, Imey said, "well, this is a good start. Prisha! You mentioned you were curious about what brought all of us here. I said we could discuss it someplace with a roof when our bellies are full. Both are now true." He prodded the fire a bit, then said, "so, anybody have any theories? I for one know nothing about the spirits — beyond not to anger them, of course." With a wry smile, he added, "though it seems I failed even there."