*Guess who was sleeping in the closet? Guess who's covered in blood? Guess who has Coraline's seeing stone in his pocket? Guess who just fell from the 10th floor cuz of this guy? That's right. In all his tie-dye glory*
HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON??????? And what the hell is THAT??
HEY! [From the wall monitor barks our friendly neighbourhood Sinclair!] STOP RUNNIN', SON. Jack's on his way there. Stay put - without dyin' - and you'll be safe in no time.
STOP RUNNING? There's a .. there's a .... A THAT THING!!
*aaand it's chasing him too! yay! But thanks to the debris from the explosion on the Eighth floor he's going to take a wild swing at the ghoul with a pipe*
Calm your damn self down, damnit. You won't be able t'kill it, but if you knock it down... Hide, son, and when Jack comes for you, don't startle him but make yourself known. Got it?
[Gotta give the man a little vengeance. BABY KILLER. This post TRULY brought to you by Fever Dream.
Anyway, he knocks his way through the hoard of ghouls Pendergast seems to have summoned, happily beating some of them into submission *cough*D'Agosta*cough* until he gets to the door. He pounds on it with a fist.]
[We could also shoot some exploding buckshot into the top of the doorframe and trust the rest of the door to take care of itself. Let's do that.
Jack is mid-conversation with someone--presumably Diogenes or Bhamba, or maybe his communicator as he does so, head craned over his shoulder, staring at something that he finds deeply troubling: one of the ghouls, who seems to be hunting him in particular, is a shambling seven-year-old girl.]
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HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON??????? And what the hell is THAT??
*Cue some running from dead-wife-ghoul*
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HEY! [From the wall monitor barks our friendly neighbourhood Sinclair!] STOP RUNNIN', SON. Jack's on his way there. Stay put - without dyin' - and you'll be safe in no time.
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*aaand it's chasing him too! yay! But thanks to the debris from the explosion on the Eighth floor he's going to take a wild swing at the ghoul with a pipe*
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God, please, Helen, stop...
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...how is that possible...?
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Diogenes comes in swinging. He locks eyes on a ghoul with a high-necked dress and bob-cut hair.
With little to no hesitation, he runs at the ghoul full-tilt and, with a furious grunt, bashes its head in. Liiiittle satisfied smile.]
ALOYSIUS?
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So feel free to bring the troops on in.
Also, I SO see what you did there.]
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Anyway, he knocks his way through the hoard of ghouls Pendergast seems to have summoned, happily beating some of them into submission *cough*D'Agosta*cough* until he gets to the door. He pounds on it with a fist.]
Aloysius, arm yourself and open the door!
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Jack is mid-conversation with someone--presumably Diogenes or Bhamba, or maybe his communicator as he does so, head craned over his shoulder, staring at something that he finds deeply troubling: one of the ghouls, who seems to be hunting him in particular, is a shambling seven-year-old girl.]
--can't shoot my own daughter!
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