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<blockquote data-quote="Jago" data-source="post: 6977922" data-attributes="member: 6855130"><p>~ He screamed.</p><p></p><p>He screamed loud, and long, tossing the box against the opposite wall of the alley while shooting up to standing, grabbing at his hair and pulling to try and hurt himself enough to shut up.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: firebrick">" What the <em><strong>#$%&</strong></em>!!! WHAT THE ACTUAL <em><strong>#$%&</strong></em>!!!"</span></p><p></p><p>How ... How was it, ... How the f*ck was it still MOVING!?</p><p></p><p>Luke stuck the top of his hand into his mouth and bit down, <em>hard</em>, still screaming through the attempt to muffle himself while he drew blood from his skin. Once he had something else to focus on, he winced and shook his hand out, swearing profusely while pacing back and forth in the alleyway. He kept looking back to the package, back to this ... this <em>thing</em>. </p><p></p><p>It made no sense. Nothing made sense. <em>The World Did Not Make Sense.</em></p><p></p><p>And the .. .The Ghost, thing. Had it not asked for this? How did it know!? What did it want with it ... What did the <em>Triads</em> want with it!?</p><p></p><p><span style="color: firebrick">" I am in so #$%&ing deep ... I did not drink nearly enough in my entire life for this ..."</span></p><p></p><p>Luke doubled over for a moment, feeling vomit rising up from his stomach, but he managed to swallow it back down and sank to his knees.</p><p></p><p>He didn't know what to do.</p><p></p><p>He had <em>no clue</em> what to do. Who to trust? Who to go to? </p><p></p><p>... Home. He wanted to go back to his apartment.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>But he couldn't leave the box.</p><p></p><p>With trepidation, Luke scooped up the box again, making sure it was still secure. Its weight felt like a metric ton now, he could <em>feel</em> it moving as he stuffed it into his jacket (where before he had not at all). </p><p></p><p><span style="color: firebrick">" Goddamnit ... Goddamn everything."</span></p><p></p><p>He stowed the package away, including its grisly, Lovecraftian contents, and tried to just ... not think. Not think about it, as he trekked back to go find his motorcycle and get home unnoticed before this got any worse. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: firebrick">" God #$%&ing damnit ..."</span> ~</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Jago, post: 6977922, member: 6855130"] ~ He screamed. He screamed loud, and long, tossing the box against the opposite wall of the alley while shooting up to standing, grabbing at his hair and pulling to try and hurt himself enough to shut up. [color=firebrick]" What the [I][b]#$%&[/b][/I]!!! WHAT THE ACTUAL [I][b]#$%&[/b][/I]!!!"[/color] How ... How was it, ... How the f*ck was it still MOVING!? Luke stuck the top of his hand into his mouth and bit down, [I]hard[/I], still screaming through the attempt to muffle himself while he drew blood from his skin. Once he had something else to focus on, he winced and shook his hand out, swearing profusely while pacing back and forth in the alleyway. He kept looking back to the package, back to this ... this [I]thing[/I]. It made no sense. Nothing made sense. [I]The World Did Not Make Sense.[/I] And the .. .The Ghost, thing. Had it not asked for this? How did it know!? What did it want with it ... What did the [I]Triads[/I] want with it!? [color=firebrick]" I am in so #$%&ing deep ... I did not drink nearly enough in my entire life for this ..."[/color] Luke doubled over for a moment, feeling vomit rising up from his stomach, but he managed to swallow it back down and sank to his knees. He didn't know what to do. He had [I]no clue[/I] what to do. Who to trust? Who to go to? ... Home. He wanted to go back to his apartment. But he couldn't leave the box. With trepidation, Luke scooped up the box again, making sure it was still secure. Its weight felt like a metric ton now, he could [I]feel[/I] it moving as he stuffed it into his jacket (where before he had not at all). [color=firebrick]" Goddamnit ... Goddamn everything."[/color] He stowed the package away, including its grisly, Lovecraftian contents, and tried to just ... not think. Not think about it, as he trekked back to go find his motorcycle and get home unnoticed before this got any worse. [color=firebrick]" God #$%&ing damnit ..."[/color] ~ [/QUOTE]
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