Just keeping it honest. [ dick has made a mistake and has to wipe black goo off on the sink once he turns that faucet off, but again it's gloves so it's Fine. ] Black goo smells like blood. Think we're dealing with demon gunk, or super demon gunk?
[ that said, he is going to go check with taako on that door just in case something pops up to kill them both. god, let it be a bomb. ]
[Grabbing it to throw on the pile. Of limbs. God this is the worst.]
Magnus has a thing about arms, y'know. Maybe I should channel him, see if I can use it to find that last one.
[Closing his eyes, trying to imagine himself as a big, buff most-straight guy. He has roleplayed this before, actually. His name was Tuff Greg. That's a story for another time, but . . . ]
There have been way too many people in this place with arms for me to question that.
[ Carlos ... also, somewhere, an NPC in an alternate universe is having flashbacks because of the name tuff greg. as it is, dick's just trying to see what else was in that door that. that wasn't a leg. ]
Uh. You want to break the wall down? Maybe we should try under the couch first.
[ oh right LOOKS AT THE CEILING no skin can get me now ]
[ so I'm guessing the?? closet was empty otherwise so dick is gonna do a quick walksies around the clinic to see if there's anything else they are missing ]
Right. FYI, if this somehow turns her into a zombie, we are not telling anyone. Ever. [ he sighs and takes out a suture kit
from where he stored it after looting
and goes to work on their beautiful M------ body, starting off with the limbs so he doesn't have the head staring at him the whole time. he is methodical and able to do this because i hate him. kill him off. ]
Try and see if we missed anything while I do this? Now that we're limb free.
[I'm concerned that if I jokingly kill Dick in metatext you'll immediately yell that there are no takebacks, so no, Dick is fine. He can suture on, even if he's a coward for not doing the head first.
Which leaves Taako free to do literally whatever he wants while he makes Dick do the gross work!]
[ Taako then kills Dick instantly by snapping his neck. But he fails the strength roll so badly that nothing happens.
But apart from that he just sighs dramatically and goes back the huge ordeal of checking everything once over again - cabinets, in between the couch cushions, the sink and its goo. Also he collects his medical supply loot while he’s here. ]
[ dick does his suture work like a pro. i don't. he does the limbs in order and then the head???? I AM NOT DESCRIBING THE PROCESS. either way, taako might hear him mutter to himself while he works: ]
"Hey, Nightwing, how was your break?" Oh, you know, I went on a haunted cruise complete with sex demons, and while I was there I decided I was going to try my hand at becoming either Dr. Frankenstein or a mortician, verdict isn't in yet. So not whelmed. So not whelmed at all.
[Everything still looks as in order as it can be, for a clinic where the sink is just spitting out black goo. It's definitely still there if he turns the faucet back on. His loot is also still there, it has not disappeared while he took his eyes off it.
Dick can hate this job all he wants, it's his for now. Nothing happens as he sews the limbs on, though.
...but the head is a different story.
Once the head is sewn back on and the corpse is complete, she abruptly sits up, speaking in a distorted and completely incomprehensible voice-]
dick might not be able to hear her over Taako's yelling!!!!!!!]
Oh, fuck, shit I knew this was gonna be a fucking jump scare! Fuck you! Fuck you, DM! [WHO IS HE TALKING TO] I am over this shit entirely! I'm out! Open the doors!
[Then taking the stool and throwing it! Taako rolled an 8 - so, he probably wangs both Dick and the zombie with it, and not very hard at that. He's not very strong. Sorry abou it.]
[ Dick also expected it, and yet, he's still yelping when it happens-- leaning over her and suturing her head was the worst possible place to get stuck at when she came back to life. his personal reflex at the grip is to try and wrench his arm out of it and possibly punch the fucking thing, except then taako throws that superb rolling chair at it. It does connect with the zombie. It also connects with Dick, who completely fumbles whatever attack he was planning to do at the impact ]
Ow--Could you try to not take me out alongside it--
The stool catches the zombie in the head as the other end hits Dick in the arm-- and Dick feels both of these impacts, as the corpse's hand tightens on his wrist. He might want to reconsider punching?
He might also be too distracted, because while she's still holding on, he will receive a strange vision.
First, he'll see a red orb trying to escape the confines of the exorcism circle-- and when it successfully breaks the barrier, it divides into two red orbs, which quickly zoom away.
Second, a white orb rises from an unidentifiable corpse, zooming off in a similar fashion; a moment later the vision cuts to a living person, similarly unidentifiable, who it absorbs itself into.
Once the vision fades, the corpse's grip goes slack as she falls off the medical couch, thoroughly dead once again, and the locked door clicks behind them.]
Of course you do. Next time, I'll make sure to direct them at you. [ dick sounds amused, at least. anyway-- ] First, there was a red orb fighting to get out of the exorcism circle. When it broke out, it... split in two, and they both left. Then there was a white orb rising out of a corpse and finding its way into... someone. Couldn't identify either one of them if I tried.
It's got to be the roles. Message that said there were thirteen of us also implied we're the same as the demons in that sense-- "like hydras". Cut one down and another shows up.
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[ that said, he is going to go check with taako on that door just in case something pops up to kill them both. god, let it be a bomb. ]
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[OH HEY. Success.]
Leg!
[Grabbing it to throw on the pile. Of limbs. God this is the worst.]
Magnus has a thing about arms, y'know. Maybe I should channel him, see if I can use it to find that last one.
[Closing his eyes, trying to imagine himself as a big, buff most-straight guy. He has roleplayed this before, actually. His name was Tuff Greg. That's a story for another time, but . . . ]
Do you think it's in the wall behind the sink?
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[ Carlos ... also, somewhere, an NPC in an alternate universe is having flashbacks because of the name tuff greg. as it is, dick's just trying to see what else was in that door that. that wasn't a leg. ]
Uh. You want to break the wall down? Maybe we should try under the couch first.
[ oh right LOOKS AT THE CEILING no skin can get me now ]
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No. The ceiling is fine. Anyway, they can definitely try to break the wall down if they want? Or they can look under the couch.]
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[Okay, just. Getting down on his knees and looking under the FUCKING COUCH god.]
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[ so I'm guessing the?? closet was empty otherwise so dick is gonna do a quick walksies around the clinic to see if there's anything else they are missing ]
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Dick won't see anything that's immediately apparent in his walksies around, either.
Taako, in checking under the couch, won't find anything there... but while he's on the ground, he'll spot a right arm underneath the stool.]
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[Reaching for it! Adding it to the pile.]
Dick, I believe it's, uh, your turn. Get to suturing.
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from where he stored it after looting
and goes to work on their beautiful M------ body, starting off with the limbs so he doesn't have the head staring at him the whole time. he is methodical and able to do this because i hate him. kill him off. ]
Try and see if we missed anything while I do this? Now that we're limb free.
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Which leaves Taako free to do literally whatever he wants while he makes Dick do the gross work!]
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But apart from that he just sighs dramatically and goes back the huge ordeal of checking everything once over again - cabinets, in between the couch cushions, the sink and its goo. Also he collects his medical supply loot while he’s here. ]
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"Hey, Nightwing, how was your break?" Oh, you know, I went on a haunted cruise complete with sex demons, and while I was there I decided I was going to try my hand at becoming either Dr. Frankenstein or a mortician, verdict isn't in yet. So not whelmed. So not whelmed at all.
[ he hates this. ]
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Dick can hate this job all he wants, it's his for now. Nothing happens as he sews the limbs on, though.
...but the head is a different story.
Once the head is sewn back on and the corpse is complete, she abruptly sits up, speaking in a distorted and completely incomprehensible voice-]
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[-and since Taako is too far away for me to inflict this on him, it's Dick who she grabs by the wrist, her grip tight and unshakeable.]
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dick might not be able to hear her over Taako's yelling!!!!!!!]
Oh, fuck, shit I knew this was gonna be a fucking jump scare! Fuck you! Fuck you, DM! [WHO IS HE TALKING TO] I am over this shit entirely! I'm out! Open the doors!
[Then taking the stool and throwing it! Taako rolled an 8 - so, he probably wangs both Dick and the zombie with it, and not very hard at that. He's not very strong. Sorry abou it.]
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Ow--Could you try to not take me out alongside it--
[ hello hi could you please let go ms zombie ]
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The stool catches the zombie in the head as the other end hits Dick in the arm-- and Dick feels both of these impacts, as the corpse's hand tightens on his wrist. He might want to reconsider punching?
He might also be too distracted, because while she's still holding on, he will receive a strange vision.
First, he'll see a red orb trying to escape the confines of the exorcism circle-- and when it successfully breaks the barrier, it divides into two red orbs, which quickly zoom away.
Second, a white orb rises from an unidentifiable corpse, zooming off in a similar fashion; a moment later the vision cuts to a living person, similarly unidentifiable, who it absorbs itself into.
Once the vision fades, the corpse's grip goes slack as she falls off the medical couch, thoroughly dead once again, and the locked door clicks behind them.]
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Did we solve the zombie puzzle?
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more than that-- ]
Did you see that?
[ what, the zombie. be more specific, dick. ]
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The white orb . . . I don't know. Let me think about it.
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It's got to be the roles. Message that said there were thirteen of us also implied we're the same as the demons in that sense-- "like hydras". Cut one down and another shows up.
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