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WARNINGS:
- blooooood, viiiiiooooleeence
- ... mostly blood
- and death
[ When the video feed starts it's at an awkward angle. Hello, this is someone walking, looking around ERRYWHERE, talking, and holding a stunner in one hand. But don't worry, he realizes soon enough that a lovely view practically up his nose isn't great and he holds the phone out more in front of him. There. It's like watching an odd vlog now. ]
So ... and this is really stating the obvious here ... but that dark stuff in the sky is suspect number one for answering "hey who brought over a whole pile of new 'residents'?" Just clearing the skies up proooobably isn't our best chance here. It's unaffected by wind patterns. But, I'm not the only certified techie here. What if we all work together and build a few devices? We need something to sniff out the source. There might be one concentrated place it's coming from that we can stage some attack on. Or be able to reverse things at. Yea, plug the hole. Any of you [ besides Tesla because yanno ... Tesla ] seriously good with reading electrical frequenci-
Uh ... hi. [ o.o So his early night walk's now not a solo gig. Uh. Wait a minute. Is this abnormal a- no way. ] Friendly! Friendly! I ... don't have a reason to hurt you dude. [ Just don't mind the stunner or the gun he's got on him. ] We can talk. Where we're from, especially you and especially if the answer includes 'the big black thing in the sky'. Favorite bands ... [ GROWL ] Or not!
[ Oh ... OH IT'S SHIFTING. SUSPICION CONFIRMED. WEREWOLF. THE IRONY. And there is no way in hell this werewolf is 1- like him/from his neck of the universe and 2- interested in being bros. And 3- not being slowed by the stunner Henry's now deemed as useless. Shit shit shit. His phone clatters to the ground as the enemy werewolf charges. The angle's terrible, though briefly the werewolf's legs are seen as well as Henry's jeans, cuffs turned up as usual, while they duke it out. For one shining moment it seems things change in Henry's favor, especially once he starts to HAP out. Oh hey werewolf weren't expecting that now were you? HA!
But the horrible squelching noise, ripping of clothes and flesh, and accompanying pained yell cut that turn of the tide short. Very short. It's hard to keep on fighting when something's got its claws digging in with a specific, beating, goal in mind. There's no time to get words out through the gurgling and coughing up blood. And no one would make it in time as his body hits the ground, the last thing he sees being the werewolf getting ready to enjoy a snack of fresh, slashed heart. ]
- blooooood, viiiiiooooleeence
- ... mostly blood
- and death
[ When the video feed starts it's at an awkward angle. Hello, this is someone walking, looking around ERRYWHERE, talking, and holding a stunner in one hand. But don't worry, he realizes soon enough that a lovely view practically up his nose isn't great and he holds the phone out more in front of him. There. It's like watching an odd vlog now. ]
So ... and this is really stating the obvious here ... but that dark stuff in the sky is suspect number one for answering "hey who brought over a whole pile of new 'residents'?" Just clearing the skies up proooobably isn't our best chance here. It's unaffected by wind patterns. But, I'm not the only certified techie here. What if we all work together and build a few devices? We need something to sniff out the source. There might be one concentrated place it's coming from that we can stage some attack on. Or be able to reverse things at. Yea, plug the hole. Any of you [ besides Tesla because yanno ... Tesla ] seriously good with reading electrical frequenci-
Uh ... hi. [ o.o So his early night walk's now not a solo gig. Uh. Wait a minute. Is this abnormal a- no way. ] Friendly! Friendly! I ... don't have a reason to hurt you dude. [ Just don't mind the stunner or the gun he's got on him. ] We can talk. Where we're from, especially you and especially if the answer includes 'the big black thing in the sky'. Favorite bands ... [ GROWL ] Or not!
[ Oh ... OH IT'S SHIFTING. SUSPICION CONFIRMED. WEREWOLF. THE IRONY. And there is no way in hell this werewolf is 1- like him/from his neck of the universe and 2- interested in being bros. And 3- not being slowed by the stunner Henry's now deemed as useless. Shit shit shit. His phone clatters to the ground as the enemy werewolf charges. The angle's terrible, though briefly the werewolf's legs are seen as well as Henry's jeans, cuffs turned up as usual, while they duke it out. For one shining moment it seems things change in Henry's favor, especially once he starts to HAP out. Oh hey werewolf weren't expecting that now were you? HA!
But the horrible squelching noise, ripping of clothes and flesh, and accompanying pained yell cut that turn of the tide short. Very short. It's hard to keep on fighting when something's got its claws digging in with a specific, beating, goal in mind. There's no time to get words out through the gurgling and coughing up blood. And no one would make it in time as his body hits the ground, the last thing he sees being the werewolf getting ready to enjoy a snack of fresh, slashed heart. ]