For lastvoyages: Journal Entry 28 [video+spam]
[Utterly Fail!Private Post for Armand and Aleera]
[Dracula fumbles with a bloody hand at the communicator and pulls back with a groan. One hand covers a face that is a red mess, showing bone in spots. His clothes are ripped and blood-sodden and his voice is snarly with emotion. His eyes are completely covered.]
He's gone mad...his Warden's murder put him over and he attacked me when I tried to restrain him from going on the hunt...now he's loose. Out of control...I did all I could for the bastard but he repaid me with this...
Get the civilians inside. For pity's sake get them grouped up or into their rooms! He won't stop until he's killed!
[Utterly Fail!Private Post for Petronilla and Lua]
Hide. For pity's sake, hide behind locked doors and do not come out until I tell you it is safe!
[Spam for 8th Floor Hallway]
[Still in shredded clothes, a torn off strip of cloth tied over his eye sockets, he ventures out into the hallway, desperately leaning on his other senses as he feels his way along the wall.]
I'm going to find that damned ingrate and drag him down to Zero myself. I can't believe I trusted him...gave him my blood rations...did my best to welcome him and look after him...and then some sick dunglump kills his warden and off he goes into madness again!
[He keeps moving, growling to himself softly.]
[[OOC: Forward-dated; immediately before this ]]
[Dracula fumbles with a bloody hand at the communicator and pulls back with a groan. One hand covers a face that is a red mess, showing bone in spots. His clothes are ripped and blood-sodden and his voice is snarly with emotion. His eyes are completely covered.]
He's gone mad...his Warden's murder put him over and he attacked me when I tried to restrain him from going on the hunt...now he's loose. Out of control...I did all I could for the bastard but he repaid me with this...
Get the civilians inside. For pity's sake get them grouped up or into their rooms! He won't stop until he's killed!
[Utterly Fail!Private Post for Petronilla and Lua]
Hide. For pity's sake, hide behind locked doors and do not come out until I tell you it is safe!
[Spam for 8th Floor Hallway]
[Still in shredded clothes, a torn off strip of cloth tied over his eye sockets, he ventures out into the hallway, desperately leaning on his other senses as he feels his way along the wall.]
I'm going to find that damned ingrate and drag him down to Zero myself. I can't believe I trusted him...gave him my blood rations...did my best to welcome him and look after him...and then some sick dunglump kills his warden and off he goes into madness again!
[He keeps moving, growling to himself softly.]
[[OOC: Forward-dated; immediately before this ]]