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-Monster fighting! There are skinless dogs, pterodactyl things, and apelike dudes in abundance, and all sorts of stores to explore/loot.
-NPCs! If you want to talk to one, let me know. There's a policewoman around, though she doesn't know what the fuck, and a crazy woman who may know what the fuck, but hell if anyone can tell!
-Subplot! There's a police station with notes about the local drug trade. [I'll paste 'em in if your character wants to read them.] Also, ammo.]
Empty stores stretch for blocks, the fog and snow the only patrons. Whatever happened to all the people here, it looks like most of them had time to close up shop before diasppearing- gates are down, doors locked. Wide chasms cut through some of the streets, impossibly deep gouges in the earth. The city is dead.
-Monster fighting! There are skinless dogs, pterodactyl things, and apelike dudes in abundance, and all sorts of stores to explore/loot.
-NPCs! If you want to talk to one, let me know. There's a policewoman around, though she doesn't know what the fuck, and a crazy woman who may know what the fuck, but hell if anyone can tell!
-Subplot! There's a police station with notes about the local drug trade. [I'll paste 'em in if your character wants to read them.] Also, ammo.]
Empty stores stretch for blocks, the fog and snow the only patrons. Whatever happened to all the people here, it looks like most of them had time to close up shop before diasppearing- gates are down, doors locked. Wide chasms cut through some of the streets, impossibly deep gouges in the earth. The city is dead.
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Date: 2008-07-09 11:22 am (UTC)From:Then, "Really, no. It's like some sort of ghost town or something. You have your sword, right?"
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Date: 2008-07-09 11:38 am (UTC)From:"Do you -- have anything?"
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Date: 2008-07-09 11:43 am (UTC)From:No, Claire doesn't have anything.
"And all my leet comnbat skills from training with Steph and Dinah...
"...yeah, I have you."
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Date: 2008-07-13 12:33 am (UTC)From:He'll protect her. He has to.
"We have to get out of here. Which way did we come in?"
In the fog, it's confusing.
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Date: 2008-07-13 09:02 am (UTC)From:"That way, I think."
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Date: 2008-07-13 09:05 am (UTC)From:Please don't let him fail Claire too.
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Date: 2008-07-13 09:40 am (UTC)From:"I'm not leaving you," she says. She's unnerved, but not in the slightest bit afraid.
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Date: 2008-07-13 09:48 am (UTC)From:"...we'll try going this way, then."
They have got to get out of this.
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Date: 2008-07-13 09:54 am (UTC)From:Until the fog ahead of them seems to show a dark shape or two, and there's a dark, low growling.
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Date: 2008-07-13 10:08 am (UTC)From:"Stay back," he half-asks, half-orders.
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Date: 2008-07-13 10:16 am (UTC)From:She does, obediently, step behind Sokka, a hand on his shoulder.
"Be careful," she says, as the strange dog thing runs forward.
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Date: 2008-07-13 10:20 am (UTC)From:But ... it's just a dog, even if it's ugly. Sokka drops his boomerang back into its sling and brings the flat of his sword around, hard, at the dog's head.
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Date: 2008-07-13 10:25 am (UTC)From:Claire lets go of Sokka and steps back.
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Date: 2008-07-13 10:26 am (UTC)From:Harder this time.
He glances back at Claire anxiously as it reels and turns around again. -- what should he do!?
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Date: 2008-07-13 10:33 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-07-13 12:46 pm (UTC)From:THWACK
"-- that might hurt it!"
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Date: 2008-07-13 12:58 pm (UTC)From:Claire can't decide whether to be frustrated or worried, here.
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Date: 2008-07-13 01:01 pm (UTC)From:It's just a little mutant critter. They don't need to eat or anything.
THWACK.
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Date: 2008-07-13 01:04 pm (UTC)From:"I want you not to get killed!"
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Date: 2008-07-13 01:06 pm (UTC)From:The next THWACK is ... more of a SLICE really.
The creepy mutant dog didn't really have a chance.
Ew.
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Date: 2008-07-13 01:07 pm (UTC)From:"Are you OK?"
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Date: 2008-07-13 01:09 pm (UTC)From:Eee surprise hugs. He holds the sword away from her with one hand and uses the other to hold her close.
"That was just ... really weird. I hope I didn't kill somebody's pet." D: