Dawn 4
Middlenow Town Square Shopping Center
5:30AM
Pasonia glanced around for a bit towards the distance, and found a helicopter scooting by. Knowing that the city was on lockdown partially because of his own presence, Pasonia felt a sort of innate responsibility towards the players.
"They're here because I'm here, and I have to make sure they do get---"
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
"That sounds bad," Pasonia muttered as a matter-of-fact.
***
7:00AM
Ground floor; close to the body bag area.
Some looked on at SFG. Known for her zeal towards a character Saturos (wherein his origins lie is unknown), SFG was, essentially, found in her apartment's kitchen floor; specifically, she was stabbed at the fridge. Even a layman would be able to tell that the stab was instantaneously fatal, though the amount of blood that just ran out of her body was disgustingly staggering.
Looks like they HAD to pick a time when SFG wanted to snack some breakfast. Pasonia lamented that for all his skills, his speed falls short of a werewolf's, but everyone else began to wonder and wander.
"Have your breakfast, I'll put her into a bod... wait, what the hell?"
Everyone turned around, but it was foulcoon who first exclaimed, "Whoa, seriously, where the hell did number-boy go?!"
Pasonia then remembered that when the posse passed by the body massage machines, there was some sort of whirring. So, with that thought, he went up to the shop, and again he heard the whirring.
"You reckon he's in there? But... why?" adam was confused.
"Because he broke his back before he died."
"Say what?"
"I said he broke his back---"
"Hi guys," greeted m980.
***
Private Weston was so sure he'd hear something again, that he volunteered to swap duty with a fellow soldier. But as the Dawn breaks into Day, his fatigue eventually overwhelmed him and he was nearly asleep by the time he was supposed to change guard duty shifts.
But in the end, his time off would be wasted again, because---
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
***
"So... m980, how'd you feel?"
"None the worse. My back hurts like fuck."
"...Alright then, take it as a really bad dream. m980's back in the game,
and Day 4 has begun."
(Please start talking. Talk more! MOAR!)
Middlenow Town Square Shopping Center
5:30AM
Pasonia glanced around for a bit towards the distance, and found a helicopter scooting by. Knowing that the city was on lockdown partially because of his own presence, Pasonia felt a sort of innate responsibility towards the players.
"They're here because I'm here, and I have to make sure they do get---"
"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
"That sounds bad," Pasonia muttered as a matter-of-fact.
***
7:00AM
Ground floor; close to the body bag area.
Some looked on at SFG. Known for her zeal towards a character Saturos (wherein his origins lie is unknown), SFG was, essentially, found in her apartment's kitchen floor; specifically, she was stabbed at the fridge. Even a layman would be able to tell that the stab was instantaneously fatal, though the amount of blood that just ran out of her body was disgustingly staggering.
Looks like they HAD to pick a time when SFG wanted to snack some breakfast. Pasonia lamented that for all his skills, his speed falls short of a werewolf's, but everyone else began to wonder and wander.
"Have your breakfast, I'll put her into a bod... wait, what the hell?"
Everyone turned around, but it was foulcoon who first exclaimed, "Whoa, seriously, where the hell did number-boy go?!"
Pasonia then remembered that when the posse passed by the body massage machines, there was some sort of whirring. So, with that thought, he went up to the shop, and again he heard the whirring.
"You reckon he's in there? But... why?" adam was confused.
"Because he broke his back before he died."
"Say what?"
"I said he broke his back---"
"Hi guys," greeted m980.
***
Private Weston was so sure he'd hear something again, that he volunteered to swap duty with a fellow soldier. But as the Dawn breaks into Day, his fatigue eventually overwhelmed him and he was nearly asleep by the time he was supposed to change guard duty shifts.
But in the end, his time off would be wasted again, because---
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
***
"So... m980, how'd you feel?"
"None the worse. My back hurts like fuck."
"...Alright then, take it as a really bad dream. m980's back in the game,
and Day 4 has begun."
(Please start talking. Talk more! MOAR!)