Special Branch: The Living Dead
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UPDATED: Thursday, January 18, 2007 15:39
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Stepping forward Wisp spoke with clear confidence "Well may I be the first to say HUH???"
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Jack had stopped at the hatch, his mouth hung open in a mixture of disbelief and revulsion.
"I'm gonna echo Wisp here, HUNH??"
"If you mean surprised as in 'I'm gonna empty my gorram stomach on the ruttin' floor', well then you'd be pretty close to the truth.” Jack looks at the others and finds the same reaction on their faces too.
Jack glares at the newcomer? “You mind explainin’ what in the name of the four moons of Persephone is goin’ on here?” He rests his hand on his holstered gun.
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"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."
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She blinks. "Oh, Persephone has four moons? I didn't know that. But this? It was my idea. I thought it would make things more convenient."
She spins around, as if modeling a dress. "Don't you like it?"
She stops spinning, stares at them, and frowns. "No, no, you don't like it. Not at all. But I thought..."
Suddenly, she follows the group's horrified gaze to the pieces of Rosie stacked against the wall. "OH! Oh, THAT! Don't worry. I'll make sure the mess is cleaned up!"
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Wisp steps forward and levels his weapon at the strange person spouting gibberish, not in a violent way more in a drawing attention way.
"Okay im taking the liberty of speaking for everyone here but i have three questions:
One. Who are you?
Two. What are you doing here?
and finally. HUH??"
He looks round for reassuring nods from the group which he quickly recieves.
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they paused, seemingly all as one, and surveyed the building before them.
Seryn planted her hands on the back of her hips, momentarily dismayed by the fact that - thanks to the bump, they no longer fit on the sides, and tryed to think of a word bad enought to describe it.
Ramshackle was to nice - had a homly edge to it.
Couldn't be derelict, cause it was obvious people still did some sort of living there.
Pigsty couldn't even cut it - the sty ;eaning against the wall had actually been repaired in the last ten years.
It was a mess. that was all she could think.
She looked over at Safe, who grimaced back.
she walked up the dirt track that wound between vehicles in various states of disrepair, and knocked on the wood next to the screen that masked the doorway.
A seedy looking guy, his body so badly maintained he could have been 30 or ninety slouched towards the opening, and leaned against the jamb, grinning at her.
She bit back the urge to punch his lights out, and smiled, a bright beaming smile. "Hi! We were in the neighbourhood, and we'd like to make you an unmissable, once in a life time offer!"
"yeah, which is?" He ran his eyes up and down her again, and wiped his nose with the back of his hand. Then started as the sound of soft clicking came from below. He stared at the muzzle of the gun lightly pressed to the greasy cotton at the apex of his legs, and followed the long barrel up to Safes face.
Safe grinned also "Let us see the children, and you get the rest of your life with your family jewels..."
Carson shifted his eyes to the side, looking for the shot gun that would be nearby, but his attention was pulled back by SR's handgun levelled with is nose.
"So, are you gonna call the kiddies or what?"
(ooc - sorry i can't remember if shadow and truth are there or not)
Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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OOC: Truth and Shadow are hiding in the cove after having ran away while the Carson's were drunk and passed out in the living room. Truth left some sign that Ghost will recognize.
Sorry it's been awhile, I've been really busy. I'm working on a post (actually had a short one i might incorporate as a flashback) I hope to have it up by tomorrow.
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Originally posted by WashsYoungerSexierBrother:
Wisp steps forward and levels his weapon at the strange person spouting gibberish, not in a violent way more in a drawing attention way.
"Okay im taking the liberty of speaking for everyone here but i have three questions:
One. Who are you?
Two. What are you doing here?
and finally. HUH??"
He looks round for reassuring nods from the group which he quickly recieves.
The short woman's expression goes from a frown to annoyance, and she places her hands on her hips and leans forward a bit.
"One: Translated to your language, my name means ‘Young adult female who greets the sunrise with uplifted arms and who grows blossoms that resemble roses in sight and scent, and who can move from a rooted existence to walk among the spreaders of pollen to satisfy her curiosity.’ Your friend Bear shortened that to 'Rosie Walker' and I've used that name among you, even though that is curt and simpleminded and doesn't come close to describing me.
"Two: You, Wisp, planted me and grew me, along with my siblings. You and others invited me to travel with you. That's why I am here. Have you changed your minds or something?
"And finally, I realized that having a walking, talking plant person in your midst could make it difficult for you to do your business with some secrecy. So, when the time next came for me to bud, I went to a great deal of trouble to generate this new body that will pass as a human."
She reaches up to run her fingers through her long, red hair. "Hair? No. Plant fibers."
With one hand, she grabs her other forearm and squeezes it. "Skin? No, bark. But very, very soft and malleable bark. And, I might add, not nearly so resistant to heat and cold as before, or even bullets."
Finally, she stamps a foot. "Huh! Humans! Can never figure them out. I don't know why I bother, sometimes!"
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ooc - cool!
Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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The new,human-appearing Rosie gestures toward the pile of wood, plant mass, and goo that was her old body.
"And you seem so concerned with that. Well, after this body ate the heart seed to transfer all my memories, all that was left was just a pile of... It was just a mess. Are you so concerned about the clippings of your own hair and fingernails?"
Rosie Walker, plant woman
OOC: Thanks, Seryn. See, I told you at Dragon*Con that I had a plan for Rosie and that she would be just fine. :-)
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Spider looked down at the brat, who was still clinging to her legs in a surprisingly tight grip. Ghost looked up at her, her eyes bright and Spider groaned. “No Way Bratling!, Last time I tried that you nearly killed me.” Ghost pouted and Spider frowned at her, before giving up and reaching down to pick up the small girl. Ghost immediately letting go of the older girl’s legs and wrapping her good arm around Spider’s neck.
Spider shook her head then turned to the adults “So I guess since Idiot boy isn’t here we’re taking Bratling here back to him?”
Spider wasn’t happy, for one she was stuck watching the brat, for another she was missing the action that was sure to happen when this rather erratic group of adults got the “pleasure” of meeting the owner of this establishment. Looking around she frowned, something was wrong. She knew this hovercraft yard almost as well as Bratling and her siblings, anyone else would not notice a difference. After all, the hovercraft yard was almost always a mess, and it was nearly impossible to know when something was missing or moved, but something wasn’t right. Spider looked into Ghost’s eyes and knew the younger girl saw it as well.
“Well Bratling, looks like we might get to see what is going on at the house after all.” She said, tightening her grip on the younger girl as she began to walk towards the house.
OOC: The first section is from before they left to meet the carsons the second part is while the adults are having that "meeting" with the Carsons.
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