Masks of Nyarlathotep - Chapter 1: New York City
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KitanaVorr
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"Well, how about starting from the beginning of what brought you and your friends to that place," Evelyn asked, getting out her notepad and a pencil. She gave Hamish her most charming smile with the added plus of some very large and doe-like eyes pinioning him with their gaze. "Tell me everything."
Festy_Dog
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Hamish smiles shyly again, and shrugs, he can't help but tell as much as he can think of to the nice reporter.
"A friend of a friend needed help see, me an' Shorty come along, us all find 'im dead and we get attacked by 'is killers. We take 'em out an' do some snoopin' around town, all kinda clues but one leads to that shop. We check it out an' underneath's all this creepy voodoo sh-err- stuff. Then we move a big rock slab and," Hamish shudders visibly, shakes his head and continues like he never said it, "So I run inta the little room behind the curtains and steal some weird stuff for lookin' at, then more o' them cult types come down the stairs and have a go. We hold 'em off all nice like, they fall on some bullets and have ta run. We start followin' 'em out and they lock us in the basement. Thats when the dead guys from the room behind the curtain come at us, they got a bit too friendly like, kinda started playin' real rough. One hurt me shoulder a little, see, but they have accidents and somehow fall on bullets too, then the cops come in and you'd prolly know the rest, yeah?"
"A friend of a friend needed help see, me an' Shorty come along, us all find 'im dead and we get attacked by 'is killers. We take 'em out an' do some snoopin' around town, all kinda clues but one leads to that shop. We check it out an' underneath's all this creepy voodoo sh-err- stuff. Then we move a big rock slab and," Hamish shudders visibly, shakes his head and continues like he never said it, "So I run inta the little room behind the curtains and steal some weird stuff for lookin' at, then more o' them cult types come down the stairs and have a go. We hold 'em off all nice like, they fall on some bullets and have ta run. We start followin' 'em out and they lock us in the basement. Thats when the dead guys from the room behind the curtain come at us, they got a bit too friendly like, kinda started playin' real rough. One hurt me shoulder a little, see, but they have accidents and somehow fall on bullets too, then the cops come in and you'd prolly know the rest, yeah?"
Yellow Sign
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(OOC: Hey people! I am back. Sorry to be gone so long. But between the boards messing up and me being out of town, it really kept me from posting. So yall are still talking in the hospital? Well don't let me stop you! Let's get rolling again!)
KitanaVorr
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Evelyn was rapidly writing it all down, but really not quite following Hamish as well as she'd like. Glancing at the others who followed them out, she looked hopeful for some clarification.
"So who is this friend that needed help? How did you find him dead? What lead you to this shop in particular? What was down there exactly that you saw? Do you know who these people are?" she asked everyone in rapid fire.
"So who is this friend that needed help? How did you find him dead? What lead you to this shop in particular? What was down there exactly that you saw? Do you know who these people are?" she asked everyone in rapid fire.
Toric_Arthendain
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"Jackson Elias was the name of this friend, more of an aquaintance to me really. We found him dead when we went to meet him in his hotel room. He had summoned us to help him with something, but unfortunately he never got to tell us what that something was."
Joe pauses a moment, trying to keep up with the reporter's series of quick questions. Remembering the events that took place at the shop in Harlem, he shivers a bit.
"We ended up at the shop in Harlem because of some documents we found in Jackson's hotel room. What we found down below is...difficult to talk about to anyone who considers themselves sane. Those bodies you saw down there were already dead before we 'killed' them again. As to what was in the pit, I personally didn't see it. The others did though..."
Joe pauses a moment, trying to keep up with the reporter's series of quick questions. Remembering the events that took place at the shop in Harlem, he shivers a bit.
"We ended up at the shop in Harlem because of some documents we found in Jackson's hotel room. What we found down below is...difficult to talk about to anyone who considers themselves sane. Those bodies you saw down there were already dead before we 'killed' them again. As to what was in the pit, I personally didn't see it. The others did though..."
KitanaVorr
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Evelyn gave Joe an odd look. "How can you possibly kill something that isn't dead? And what were you looking for in that place to begin with?"
Elias Jackson She racked her mind to see what she knew of this guy.
Elias Jackson She racked her mind to see what she knew of this guy.
Toric_Arthendain
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How can you kill something that isn't dead? The answer that sprang to mind was...very carefully...but instead Joe answered, "I realize that this doesn't make sense to you or sound at all rational but it *is* what happened. Some of the people we fought in that cellar *were* dead *before* we encountered them. We were looking for something connecting that place to Jackson Elias. When we visited it earlier in the day, it was obvious that the person working there was hiding something. Seems we found more than we bargained for."
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