American Horror Story/Sort Of IC (closed)

[Janus]

Phoenix, Arizona
"So how long do I have to live, Doctor London?" Liliana asked. The man was solemn before he responded. "I'm afraid that you have cancerous growths all over your bones. You even have cancerous growths on your lungs. It's a miracle that you have even lasted this long already. I have no idea why there seems to be relatively few signs of pain coming from your body. A tumor in your brain like this shouldn't be like getting a little scrape on your finger and then asking for a bandage."
The venerable old Liliana Zelda Mona looked apathetic. "I'm ninety one, I've already began to think that God has forgotten my address. I've had a full life. My life is one of many, many regrets, but also relief. I can finally rest."

Willoughby, New Mexico
It's five 0'clock in the morning. In the local park of Willoughby, screaming could be heard from a small child as a local couple can be seen bleeding on the ground. The child, who appears to be eight years old, Caucasian, with brown hair and blue eyes, also appears to be flying in mid air, in the clutches of something unseen, and at great speed as he screams in terror.

@everyone , you seem to be at the park at the exact right time.
@Swarmingu
@I just write
@GwaedDraig
@Totadileplayz
@Atma Warrior
@Maximum Power
@Demenos
@madderbatter
@drexal15

 

[Janus]

Players Start
@everyone , you seem to be at the park at the exact right time. The Park is right in front of the Grand Hotel in the central part of the town. The hotel is cheap-ish, sort of, definitely a great deal for it's services.
@Swarmingu
@I just write
@GwaedDraig
@Totadileplayz
@Atma Warrior
@Maximum Power
@Demenos
@madderbatter
@drexal15

 

[drexal15]

Marquis MackPintop was in the middle of his early morning roadwork, when he heard the noise.

It's five 0'clock in the morning. In the local park of Willoughby, screaming could be heard from a small child as a local couple can be seen bleeding on the ground. The child, who appears to be eight years old, Caucasian, with brown hair and blue eyes, also appears to be flying in mid air, in the clutches of something unseen, and at great speed as he screams in terror.

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Upon seeing a child being carried off, the man knew that there was only one thing he could do.

"Ah christ." The irishman curses, breaking into a sprint after the flying child "Fooken' vamps? Nah, those pointy-teeth pricks wouldn't dare ta be out in the sun." Shrugging it off, the irishman lifts one hand to lightly tap at his chest and prompting his armor into existence. He'd never given two bloody-shits about keeping his powers secret, most people believed in shit like ghostly power armor.

Wish I'd brought me case along for the ride. Woulda been real nice ta throw bigger fireballs if this turns ta a brawl.

 

[We Just Write]

The Firefly drone hovered above the situation, observing the situation from the air as it flew after the screaming child. Its current mission was to be on the watch for any blatantly obvious supernatural occurrences and notify emergency services to any damages caused by them, and this definitely fit the bill. As such, it was keeping a very good eye on where the entity was going. Sadly, it didn't show up on cameras or leave footprints, but the screaming child was still a dead giveaway regarding the being's location.

Meanwhile, this location data was being transmitted straight to Richard as he raced through town on the back of a Harley-Davidson motorcycle in hot pursuit, the powerful engine roaring between the cyborg's legs as he hit speeds well over 120 miles per hour. Closing up on the kidnapper, Richard looked every bit the image of the stereotypical action hero, decked out in biker leathers, sunglasses, a blonde crew-cut and a grumpy expression. Dodging and weaving around various obstructions, the cyborg pulled up alongside the invisible kidnapper, drew his Kimber Custom Handgun loaded with Parastopper bullets, and fired six shots below the child in a fan pattern, so as to cover all possible locations for the kidnapping entity. The cyborg's trigger finger pumped back and forth so fast it was like a blur, even as his enhanced arms meant he could keep rock-steady aim. If at any point there was a visible blood splatter or incendiary flare from the bullets scoring a hit, Richard immediately used that knowledge to pinpoint the location of the kidnapper and dump the rest of his ten round magazine into them.

Meanwhile, in a laboratory halfway across town, the Madman himself was poring over the data being gathered, rapidly narrowing down the list of possible supernatural beings based on the criteria of surviving sunlight, being invisible, and moving at highway speeds. Keeping the possibility that it could possibly be some obscure sorcery responsible for the invisibility in mind, Gerald pored over every scrap of data he'd ever collected on the supernatural world as he worked. After all, this was a data analysis task, and outside of inventing there was nothing Gerald did better.

 

[Demenos]

(*Yawn*) "What a drag, of course someone gets sick on a Monday. It's always a Monday."

I couldn't help, but complain. Sure I'm used to getting to work at this ungodly hour, but today was my day off...well supposed to be but Alice got sick so I had to come in. Least this early in the morning the walk was qui-

It's five 0'clock in the morning. In the local park of Willoughby, screaming could be heard from a small child as a local couple can be seen bleeding on the ground. The child, who appears to be eight years old, Caucasian, with brown hair and blue eyes, also appears to be flying in mid air, in the clutches of something unseen, and at great speed as he screams in terror.

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-et?

Da Fa?!

Turning as fast as I could to see a something fly past me holding a bloody child screaming to all high hell! Taking a moment to think on what to do, but just a moment before I bolted as fast as my hell ass legs could go! Even if I wasn't raised right my family would be pissed to know I let some creepy take a kid and walked off!

Still...while running I couldn't help it.

"Fucking Mondays!"

 

[Atma]

Phoenix, Arizona
"So how long do I have to live, Doctor London?" Liliana asked. The man was solemn before he responded. "I'm afraid that you have cancerous growths all over your bones. You even have cancerous growths on your lungs. It's a miracle that you have even lasted this long already. I have no idea why there seems to be relatively few signs of pain coming from your body. A tumor in your brain like this shouldn't be like getting a little scrape on your finger and then asking for a bandage."
The venerable old Liliana Zelda Mona looked apathetic. "I'm ninety one, I've already began to think that God has forgotten my address. I've had a full life. My life is one of many, many regrets, but also relief. I can finally rest."

Willoughby, New Mexico
It's five 0'clock in the morning. In the local park of Willoughby, screaming could be heard from a small child as a local couple can be seen bleeding on the ground. The child, who appears to be eight years old, Caucasian, with brown hair and blue eyes, also appears to be flying in mid air, in the clutches of something unseen, and at great speed as he screams in terror.

@everyone , you seem to be at the park at the exact right time.
@Swarmingu
@I just write
@GwaedDraig
@Totadileplayz
@Atma Warrior
@Maximum Power
@Demenos
@madderbatter
@drexal15

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Anderson had just come into the park to get a good grasp of certain areas of interest when she saw the kid flying off.

"Either I call it in or give chase... Kid dies if I wait to long, but no will suspect me, or I potentially save the kid and get a good meal out of it..." She felt the inexhaustible hunger begin to creep steadily into her awareness before making her decision.

"That creature better taste good and I don't have to change to keep it in my sights so... damn it." She mentally hissed before charging after the disappearing figure but not before rushing past @Demenos without realizing it.

 

[drexal15]

Spoiler: Picture For Reference

With his familiar successfully bonded to his body Marquis is more than fast enough to pull up beside the boy and whatever in the hell is carrying him. The irishman glares at the space of empty air and prepares himself to intervene-

Meanwhile, this location data was being transmitted straight to Richard as he raced through town on the back of a Harley-Davidson motorcycle in hot pursuit, the powerful engine roaring between the cyborg's legs as he hit speeds well over 120 miles per hour. Closing up on the kidnapper, Richard looked every bit the image of the stereotypical action hero, decked out in biker leathers, sunglasses, a blonde crew-cut and a grumpy expression. Dodging and weaving around various obstructions, the cyborg pulled up alongside the invisible kidnapper, drew his Kimber Custom Handgun loaded with Parastopper bullets, and fired six shots below the child in a fan pattern, so as to cover all possible locations for the kidnapping entity. The cyborg's trigger finger pumped back and forth so fast it was like a blur, even as his enhanced arms meant he could keep rock-steady aim

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*Bang*

"Jesus!"

-only to jerk back as six gunshots ring throughout the air. The irishman instinctively glances back towards the source of said sound, then blinks.

The fook? Why in god's holy name is a biker chasin' after the kid and whatever the stupid thing tha' took him?

"Hold yer fire ya daft bastard! There's a wee fookin' kid on there!" With that the warlock turns his attention back to the quarry, ready to physically intervene.

And of fookin' course those bullets of 'is are lightin' on fookin' fire! Lord have mercy.

MackPintops raises one hand towards the ethereal being, ready to snatch the child away if its kidnapper drops him from suddenly being shot six times. If that failed to happen, Marquis was more than ready to leap up and tackle the damned thing.

 

[Janus]

The Firefly drone hovered above the situation, observing the situation from the air as it flew after the screaming child. Its current mission was to be on the watch for any blatantly obvious supernatural occurrences and notify emergency services to any damages caused by them, and this definitely fit the bill. As such, it was keeping a very good eye on where the entity was going. Sadly, it didn't show up on cameras or leave footprints, but the screaming child was still a dead giveaway regarding the being's location.

Meanwhile, this location data was being transmitted straight to Richard as he raced through town on the back of a Harley-Davidson motorcycle in hot pursuit, the powerful engine roaring between the cyborg's legs as he hit speeds well over 120 miles per hour. Closing up on the kidnapper, Richard looked every bit the image of the stereotypical action hero, decked out in biker leathers, sunglasses, a blonde crew-cut and a grumpy expression. Dodging and weaving around various obstructions, the cyborg pulled up alongside the invisible kidnapper, drew his Kimber Custom Handgun loaded with Parastopper bullets, and fired six shots below the child in a fan pattern, so as to cover all possible locations for the kidnapping entity. The cyborg's trigger finger pumped back and forth so fast it was like a blur, even as his enhanced arms meant he could keep rock-steady aim. If at any point there was a visible blood splatter or incendiary flare from the bullets scoring a hit, Richard immediately used that knowledge to pinpoint the location of the kidnapper and dump the rest of his ten round magazine into them.

Meanwhile, in a laboratory halfway across town, the Madman himself was poring over the data being gathered, rapidly narrowing down the list of possible supernatural beings based on the criteria of surviving sunlight, being invisible, and moving at highway speeds. Keeping the possibility that it could possibly be some obscure sorcery responsible for the invisibility in mind, Gerald pored over every scrap of data he'd ever collected on the supernatural world as he worked. After all, this was a data analysis task, and outside of inventing there was nothing Gerald did better.

Click to shrink...

(*Yawn*) "What a drag, of course someone gets sick on a Monday. It's always a Monday."

I couldn't help, but complain. Sure I'm used to getting to work at this ungodly hour, but today was my day off...well supposed to be but Alice got sick so I had to come in. Least this early in the morning the walk was qui-

-et?

Da Fa?!

Turning as fast as I could to see a something fly past me holding a bloody child screaming to all high hell! Taking a moment to think on what to do, but just a moment before I bolted as fast as my hell ass legs could go! Even if I wasn't raised right my family would be pissed to know I let some creepy take a kid and walked off!

Still...while running I couldn't help it.

"Fucking Mondays!"

Click to shrink...

Anderson had just come into the park to get a good grasp of certain areas of interest when she saw the kid flying off.

"Either I call it in or give chase... Kid dies if I wait to long, but no will suspect me, or I potentially save the kid and get a good meal out of it..." She felt the inexhaustible hunger begin to creep steadily into her awareness before making her decision.

"That creature better taste good and I don't have to change to keep it in my sights so... damn it." She mentally hissed before charging after the disappearing figure but not before rushing past @Demenos without realizing it.

Click to shrink...

Spoiler: Picture For Reference

With his familiar successfully bonded to his body Marquis is more than fast enough to pull up beside the boy and whatever in the hell is carrying him. The irishman glares at the space of empty air and prepares himself to intervene-


*Bang*

"Jesus!"

-only to jerk back as six gunshots ring throughout the air. The irishman instinctively glances back towards the source of said sound, then blinks.

The fook? Why in god's holy name is a biker chasin' after the kid and whatever the stupid thing tha' took him?

"Hold yer fire ya daft bastard! There's a wee fookin' kid on there!" With that the warlock turns his attention back to the quarry, ready to physically intervene.

And of fookin' course those bullets of 'is are lightin' on fookin' fire! Lord have mercy.

MackPintops raises one hand towards the ethereal being, ready to snatch the child away if its kidnapper drops him from suddenly being shot six times. If that failed to happen, Marquis was more than ready to leap up and tackle the damned thing.

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Suddenly, no matter how close the pursuers were, they would soon find out they were not fast enough. . . The ethereal being gave a tired look as he carried the child and disappeared. . . A flash of lightning filled the sky and a command was given to all of those he deemed worthy to find him. "Follow". After that , the protagonists would find their minds filled with images of caves. The same caves that were nearby the small town of Willoughby in the New Mexico desert. All of the protagonists would know by the visions that these caves were roughly several miles outside of town, and would remember the eery appearance of wolfish like eyes from creature's face.

Or, rather, eyes like that of a wolf, without a face.

 

[We Just Write]

Suddenly, no matter how close the pursuers were, they would soon find out they were not fast enough. . . The ethereal being gave a tired look as he carried the child and disappeared. . . A flash of lightning filled the sky and a command was given to all of those he deemed worthy to find him. "Follow". After that , the protagonists would find their minds filled with images of caves. The same caves that were nearby the small town of Willoughby in the New Mexico desert.

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Immediately, Richard pulled to a halt with a scowl on his face, proclaiming "That blatant CHEATER. If you're going to just teleport out in the first place, you shouldn't bother with leading people on a chase like that!"

The cyborg then turned to the man in armor, noting "I'll need to go get some heavier firepower for this rescue mission. Don't mind the drone following you; I'll be needing that to find you in a bit. Don't follow me."

The motorcycle revs up as the henchman notes "I'm Richard, by the way." and drives off to fetch a Radion Laser Rifle from the lab. As Richard leaves, the Firefly Drone that had been surveying the fight flies down to Marquis' eye level and awkwardly waves while flashing its exterior lights green. The drone noted "Hello! I am Firefly Number One. Opening call from the Madman."

 

[Demenos]

I've only started booking it just a few minutes ago and things are already getting annoying. The screaming is getting further and honestly I would have probably lost them from now if that crazy biker hasn't been chasing the thing.

What Crazy Biker? The one who nearly ran me over after coming out of literally no where. Honestly speaking the only reason why I know he's chasing the thing is his loud ass bike always be heard the same way the scream is coming from...That kid has some lungs.

Anyways from the noises I just need to turn the next corner to-

"That creature better taste good and I don't have to change to keep it in my sights so... damn it." She mentally hissed before charging after the disappearing figure but not before rushing past a particularly tall human without realizing it.

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-(*Swoosh*)

BLACKBLURRWHATTHEHELL!?

Stumbling a few moments trying to process whatever freakin zoomed by me, I shake my head and focus back at the task at hand as the roaring bike reminds me the kid taker is heading this way.

I mange to get around the corner to see A. whatever the blur was either fast enough to get far enough to leave my field of vison in the at most half a minute it took you turn the corner or it can hide really really well...can't tell what's the worse outcome really. Anyways B. Is the Flying Boy and the Biker blasting the turn up the street as the Biker suddenly Starts Taking Shots at the invisible thing holding The Kid!

WHY?!

To make things even weirder a guy in a suit of armor is keeping up with this mess ON FOOT! As the two were about to reach the invisible creep...

Suddenly, no matter how close the pursuers were, they would soon find out they were not fast enough. . . The ethereal being gave a tired look as he carried the child and disappeared. . .A flash of lightning filled the sky and a command was given to all of those he deemed worthy to find him. "Follow". After that , the protagonists would find their minds filled with images of caves. The same caves that were nearby the small town of Willoughby in the New Mexico desert.

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..when it and the kid suddenly disappear in Fucking Lightning, and than I was assaulted with images of the caves that I put together are the ones I've been hearing about outside of town while being told to Follow.

After tripping from the sudden mind uploading while running I took a minute to get my shit together. I got up, turned around, and started jogging back the way that leads to work. I'll deal with whatever this is AFTER I finish work.

It's to early for this type of bullshit. (*Sigh*)

"Fucking Mondays."

 

[GwaedDraig]

Willoughby, New Mexico
It's five 0'clock in the morning. In the local park of Willoughby, the silence of the early morning suddenly shattered by the screaming of a small child as a local couple can be seen bleeding on the ground. The child, who appears to be eight years old, Caucasian, with brown hair and blue eyes, also appears to be flying in mid air at great speed as he screams in terror.

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Startled from taking a brief rest on my way to work to open up for the day by the screaming, having been leaning against a tree at the edge of the park looking at the sunrise while smoking a cigarette, my head snapped towards the source of the noise, registering two limp forms covered in blood on the ground in the early-morning light and a glimpse another individual carrying the shrieking child away pursued closely by others that had witnessed it.

Taking a brief second to register exactly what was going on thoughts of all the recent disappearances and murders in the news recently flashing through my thoughts briefly, a brief spark of anger being quashed as quick as it had came as I needed a clear head right now, dashing towards the two injured people, dropping to my knees beside them and checking how bad the injuries were, binding their wounds quickly with strips torn off of my shirt to try to stop the blood flow, swiping my phone from my pocket and dialing 911, reporting a kidnapping and multiple injured persons at central.

Panicking as a gunshot sounds in the distance, hastily hanging up and shoving my phone back in my pocket, checking that the two adults were going to be okay one last time, telling them that help for them was on the way I shoot to my feet and take off in a dead sprint in the rough direction the kidnapper had fled in pushing myself to my limits to try to catch up, palming the pain pills inside my jacket considering going to my.... other self to get there quick before deciding against it, there were too many people around and that gunshot would have definitely woke up anyone who wasn't already and I didn't want to hurt anyone either.

Suddenly, no matter how close the pursuers were, they would soon find out they were not fast enough. . . The ethereal being gave a tired look as he carried the child and disappeared. . . A flash of lightning filled the sky and a command was given to all of those he deemed worthy to find him. "Follow". After that, the pursuers would find their minds filled with images of caves. To those that knew the they'd be familiar as the same caves that were nearby the small town in the New Mexico desert.

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'What the f-' freezing in my tracks and whipping my head around reflexively out of sheer confusion briefly quieting the anger I felt, before putting two and two together and realizing that A; the scum-of-the-earth kidnapper must've had some sorta freaky telepathy or somethin' , I was no stranger to weird crap considering I was a damned half-demon it wasn't the far out there either but why did they want to be followed..... and B; he was in the damned caves if it wasn't a diversion or a trap.... which it probably but considering how fast they'd gone while I had stopped to help the kids parents/caretakers as much as I could it was the only shot I had, waiting for whatever police were on-duty to respond just wouldn't cut it in time and they probably wouldn't be able to handle it either way.

Getting my bearings, I turn in the rough direction of the caves, dialing my bosses number and leaving him a quick voicemail letting him know I'd been delayed coming in for work, drumming up a admittedly fairly flimsy cover story about having to help a family member move some stuff into their house that I'd probably get questioned about later at the very least, but I was not going to let this brazen shit go, not now not ever; my anger at this being building with every step I took forwards like steam trapped inside of a boiling kettle, the kidnapper was going to SUFFER, supernatural or not I'd make it regret the day it ever came into this world.

 

[drexal15]

The ethereal being carrying the child and its charge disappear and in a a flash of lightning fills the sky along with a command given to all of those he deemed worthy to find the boy. "Follow". After that , the protagonists would find their minds filled with images of caves. The same caves that were nearby the small town of Willoughby in the New Mexico desert. All of the protagonists would know by the visions that these caves were roughly several miles outside of town.

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Marquis skids to a stop, still glaring at the patch of ground his quarry had vanished under.

"Fooken' beasties and god-forsaken visions. If I wasn't a good christian I'd call it a day and screw off." The Irishman has to fight back an urge to sigh. He may not have known the kid, but he wouldn't just stand by while some gribbly spirited one off ta go devour in its layer.

But those pictures. Christ it's leadin' me ta a trap. I'm going ta have ta get some back'up on this'one. No way ta tell what manner of beastie we're fighten'.

Immediately, Richard pulled to a halt with a scowl on his face, proclaiming "That blatant CHEATER. If you're going to just teleport out in the first place, you shouldn't bother with leading people on a chase like that!"

The cyborg then turned to the man in armor, noting "I'll need to go get some heavier firepower for this rescue mission. Don't mind the drone following you; I'll be needing that to find you in a bit. Don't follow me."

The motorcycle revs up as the henchman notes "I'm Richard, by the way." and drives off. As Richard leaves, the Firefly Drone that had been surveying the fight flies down to Marquis' eye level and awkwardly waves while flashing its exterior lights green. The drone noted "Hello! I am Firefly Number One. Opening call from the Madman."

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"Nice ta meet ya Dick! Fook you too ya bloody poser." Marquis shouts after the man before turning towards the floating machine. "And what the fook are you *firefly*? Some sort a unholy contraption'a sorcery and demon energy? Are ya opening up so I can chat with some wee little crazy person?" MackPintop growls, leveling on open palm on the drone. "Now I'm normally a patient man, but this mornin' hasn't been kind ta me. So ya better answer quickly fore I assign ya to the scrap pile."

While the armored man blusters, he silently commands his case familiar to start making its way out from his room. Marquis has a feeling that he'd need that big blade before the day was through.

Should I drop my armor? Nah, don't rightly know if this fooken' thing is hostile. Better ta keep it on'till I know what's what. Maybe I'll talk ta the parents when this conversation is over. We'll see if they're still there.

 

[Swarmingu]

Willoughby, New Mexico
It's five 0'clock in the morning. In the local park of Willoughby, screaming could be heard from a small child as a local couple can be seen bleeding on the ground. The child, who appears to be eight years old, Caucasian, with brown hair and blue eyes, also appears to be flying in mid air, in the clutches of something unseen, and at great speed as he screams in terror.

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'Well i did came here to find some occult problems but this is still a bit too much' Walter thought, seeing a kid kidnapped by an invisible power, shrieking all the way. Walter immediately gave chase to the kid. Nobody in the world could ignore Such a blatant magical bullshit happening in front of their eyes, much less Walter. He idly noted that several other people also did the same. "Concerned citizens in their morning walk or something else?" Hah, another point to investigate. This town proved itself very interesting indeed.

Suddenly, no matter how close the pursuers were, they would soon find out they were not fast enough. . . The ethereal being gave a tired look as he carried the child and disappeared. . . A flash of lightning filled the sky and a command was given to all of those he deemed worthy to find him. "Follow". After that , the protagonists would find their minds filled with images of caves. The same caves that were nearby the small town of Willoughby in the New Mexico
desert. All of the protagonists would know by the visions that these caves were roughly several miles outside of town.

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Walter stopped his chase, "Huh, that was weird. A spectral kidnapper who left clues?" Very fast as well, maybe even faster than his werewolf form. Nothing he could do about that then, which mean there is only one thing left to do.

'Well, no other way about it' Walter thought as he went to the other way. He recalled the cave from a tourist brochure he received at the bus stop. Not that far from the town and mildly popular among cave lovers, the brochure claim. Attacking a spectre in their domain is stupid, especially alone and without preparations. 'Let's try with some investigation then.'

So Walter went to the currently wounded couple. He would rather just asked them about their son and go to inveatigate the cave but, well... They were probably too busy bleeding to answer any question. Walter sighed 'Should improve my healing magic sometime soon.' Outwardly he said "Please be calm, i am trying to help" as he tried to stop their bleeding.

 

[Janus]

"Please be calm, i'll try to help" as he tried to stop their bleeding.

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Ben, And Lilly

"What? Are you a witch? Thank you for the help. . . "
"How can you heal us?"
They both appear surprised. Both of them have the same features as the young child. Brown hair, blonde eyes. Both of them are tanned, white and in very good shape, outside of their recently cured wounds. A few of the people in the park are giving Walter a confused and awed look.

 

[We Just Write]

"Nice ta meet ya Dick! Fook you too ya bloody poser." Marquis shouts after the man before turning towards the floating machine. "And what the fook are you *firefly*? Some sort a unholy contraption'a sorcery and demon energy? Are ya opening up so I can chat with some wee little crazy person?" MackPintop growls, leveling on open palm on the drone. "Now I'm normally a patient man, but this mornin' hasn't been kind ta me. So ya better answer quickly fore I assign ya to the scrap pile."

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Immediately, a hologram of the Madman in his shaded goggles and concealing helmet appears in front of the drone. The mad scientist in question notes "Rest assured, my Firefly will not be attacking you. In addition, smashing it would be highly inadvisable unless you felt like covering yourself with the radioactive Polonium powering it."

The mad scientist in question then presses a button off-camera, causing a diagram of the Firefly Drone to appear before he continues."As to your question, while I am capable of using sorcery in my devices, I only do so grudgingly; a capability that can be turned off at will by certain Warlocks or Witches simply cannot be relied upon, and may indeed catastrophically fail without warning. As such my drone is entirely mundane technology, albeit a highly sophisticated example of such."

A brief pause as the drone diagram disappears "Also, the entire reason I refer to myself as the Madman is on account of certain violent supernaturals being far more hesitant to attack me if I adopt the persona of an unstable supervillain. This is purely an adopted persona; my interests have far more to do with inventing for its own sake and getting rich off patent licensing than world domination."

 

[Demenos]

Man this morning has been just a pain. I managed to finally chill out after Invisabill left with the Kid to apparently to the caves outside of town he heard from around, the same caves where he has no actual idea on where the hell where the are. Not to mention the trigger happy biker, speedster knight, and whatever the thing that just blurred past me.

(*Sigh*)

"Problems for after work."

I should be almost there after all

I was almost there when I caught sight of spiffy dude and two injured folk. Concerned with this I decide to get closer in case the Spiff decided todo something do something. Well in fact he did do something as I got into hearing range.

So Walter went to the currently wounded couple. He would rather just asked them about their son and go to inveatigate the cave but, well... They were probably too busy bleeding to answer any question. Walter sighed 'Should improve my healing magic sometime soon.' Outwardly he said "Please be calm, i am trying to help" as he tried to stop their bleeding.

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Turns out he can use freaking healing magic and began to patch up the duo.

"What? Are you a witch? Thank you for the help. . . "
"How can you heal us?"
They both appear surprised. Both of them have the same features as the young child. Brown hair, blonde eyes. Both of them are tanned, white and in very good shape, outside of their recently cured wounds. A few of the people in the park are giving Walter a confused and awed look.

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"Maybe it wasn't the wisest idea to do that in a public park Spiff"

….Wait did I say that out loud?

 

[madderbatter]

Willoughby, New Mexico
It's five 0'clock in the morning. In the local park of Willoughby, screaming could be heard from a small child as a local couple can be seen bleeding on the ground. The child, who appears to be eight years old, Caucasian, with brown hair and blue eyes, also appears to be flying in mid air, in the clutches of something unseen, and at great speed as he screams in terror.

Click to shrink...

Suddenly, no matter how close the pursuers were, they would soon find out they were not fast enough. . . The ethereal being gave a tired look as he carried the child and disappeared. . . A flash of lightning filled the sky and a command was given to all of those he deemed worthy to find him. "Follow". After that , the protagonists would find their minds filled with images of caves. The same caves that were nearby the small town of Willoughby in the New Mexico desert. All of the protagonists would know by the visions that these caves were roughly several miles outside of town, and would remember the eery appearance of wolfish like eyes from creature's face.

Or, rather, eyes like that of a wolf, without a face.

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The events went by too quickly, and just like that, he has lost visual track of the child. He glanced at the wounded couple, and saw that they were being tended to. He briefly considered calling for an ambulance, but time is short. He took out his phone, and searched the maps of the surrounding area. It was arrogant enough to send them images of where it would be hiding: a cave system just a few miles away.
There.

He went straight back to his car (an old Prius), started the engine, rolled down a window, and called out to the odd beings in the park.

"To anyone who can't outrun a car, please feel free to ride with me!"

 

[Swarmingu]

Ben, And Lilly

"What? Are you a witch? Thank you for the help. . . "
"How can you heal us?"
They both appear surprised. Both of them have the same features as the young child. Brown hair, blonde eyes. Both of them are tanned, white and in very good shape, outside of their recently cured wounds. A few of the people in the park are giving Walter a confused and awed look.

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"That is just a basic first aid. It was a good thing that your wounds are rather shallow, although i strongly recommend for both of you to check it at the hospital soon." I said, subtly using my illusion magic to influence them along with the other onlookers. Trying to put this many people under a spell is somewhat tedious but doable. After all it was just a simple spell to make people more inclined to believe my bullshit story rather than an actual mindwipe. By the time some of them could realize something was off i would already be far from here.

"First thing first, i hope that you are both well enough to answer a few questions. I am happen to be an investigator-" Not a legal one though, i chuckled inwardly "-and i happened to witness a kidnapping of a boy just now. Can i ask a few questions before the police arrived? Time might be essential in this case." I paused for a dramatic effect before i continued "You can start by telling me your relations with the boy, his identity, and anything you might know about his kidnapper, especially his identity and motives." I asked them with my most professional voice.

 

[drexal15]

Immediately, a hologram of the Madman in his shaded goggles and concealing helmet appears in front of the drone. The mad scientist in question notes "Rest assured, my Firefly will not be attacking you. In addition, smashing it would be highly inadvisable unless you felt like covering yourself with the radioactive Polonium powering it."

The mad scientist in question then presses a button off-camera, causing a diagram of the Firefly Drone to appear before he continues."As to your question, while I am capable of using sorcery in my devices, I only do so grudgingly; a capability that can be turned off at will by certain Warlocks or Witches simply cannot be relied upon, and may indeed catastrophically fail without warning. As such my drone is entirely mundane technology, albeit a highly sophisticated example of such."

A brief pause as the drone diagram disappears "Also, the entire reason I refer to myself as the Madman is on account of certain violent supernaturals being far more hesitant to attack me if I adopt the persona of an unstable supervillain. This is purely an adopted persona; my interests have far more to do with inventing for its own sake and getting rich off patent licensing than world domination."

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Marquis blinks at the hologram, more than a little overwhelmed by the diatribe of words and terms he doesn't quite understand. However he did get the very basics of it. Smashing drone bad. It's technology not magic, supervillain but not really and...

"Ah, I get it then, ya wee little crazy person. You're a fooken nerd tha' likes ta dress, whatever ya call it? Cosplayin'? Then I guess the dick back there is yer lackey?" Marquis says with a shrug. "Alright I'll take a gander at what ya have ta say ya wee little crazy person. Unless you don't have anything ta say, then fook off. I've got important things ta do."

 

[Janus]

"That is just a basic first aid. It was a good thing that your wounds are rather shallow, although i strongly recommend for both of you to check it at the hospital soon." I said, subtly using my illusion magic to influence them along with the other onlookers. Trying to put this many people under a spell is somewhat tedious but doable. After all it was just a simple spell to make people more inclined to believe my bullshit story rather than an actual mindwipe. By the time some of them could realize something was off i would already be far from here.

"First thing first, i hope that you are both well enough to answer a few questions. I am happen to be an investigator-" Not a legal one though, i chuckled inwardly "-and i happened to witness a kidnapping of a boy just now. Can i ask a few questions before the police arrived? Time might be essential in this case." I paused for a dramatic effect before i continued "You can start by telling me your relations with the boy, his identity, and anything you might know about his kidnapper, especially his identity and motives." I asked them with my most professional voice.

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"Oh. Well, yes, we are Bobby's parents. We were out here looking for Bobby. You see we had no idea where he was, he had ran away from home. That's when we knew we would find him here. We heard some odd growling noises and he looked like he was being chased, so we grabbed him. That's when we took those nasty blows on the head and whatever it was took him away."

 

[We Just Write]

Marquis blinks at the hologram, more than a little overwhelmed by the diatribe of words and terms he doesn't quite understand. However he did get the very basics of it. Smashing drone bad. It's technology not magic, supervillain but not really and...

"Ah, I get it then, ya wee little crazy person. You're a fooken nerd tha' likes ta dress, whatever ya call it? Cosplayin'? Then I guess the dick back there is yer lackey?" Marquis says with a shrug. "Alright I'll take a gander at what ya have ta say ya wee little crazy person. Unless you don't have anything ta say, then fook off. I've got important things ta do."

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"Yes, Richard works for me. I'll be hanging up now, while I try to narrow down specifically what sort of being was behind the kidnapping." With that, the hologram vanished and the Firefly Drone ascended to rooftop height.

Meanwhile, back at the laboratory, Gerald was rapidly sorting through the being's characteristics and motives to try narrowing down what sort of creature they were dealing with. So far, everything pointed towards either Faeries involved with the Wild Hunt, or else some kind of cult activity. Either way, the fact that the cave was a blatant trap was incredibly obvious. Thus, the Madman also pulled up a map of the caves in question, getting it from the files of the National Park Service.

 

[Demenos]

Huh guess Spiff didn't hear me, cool.

Those were my thoughts while I watched the guy question the Kid's parents, who frankly I didn't even think about to my minor shame. Anyways I now know what the Kid's name was, wasn't expecting a Bobby but hey who am I to judge?

As I was making my from the park since Spiff seems to have it covered

He went straight back to his car (an old Prius), started the engine, rolled down a window, and called out to the odd beings in the park.

"To anyone who can't outrun a car, please feel free to ride with me!"

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...Why would anyone ever shout that in a park?

(*Sigh*) I'm going to take a big leap of faith and assume he's talking about knowing where Invisobill went, if he's not and tries something? Well I've been looking for an excuse to let my frustration out.

Curse you moral compass

...Great now I got to text Mr. Hughes that I won't be making it to work as well as Alice. I made up plenty of work hours and goodwill to do this, but doesn't make me feel better.

Good Luck Mr. Hughes.

"Hey Dandy Man" I call out to the guy who offered the ride. As I got close enough so I no longer had to yell I continued. "If your talking about knowing where Invisobill took the Kid than you can count me in."

 

[drexal15]

"Yes, Richard works for me. I'll be hanging up now, while I try to narrow down specifically what sort of being was behind the kidnapping." With that, the hologram vanished and the Firefly Drone ascended to rooftop height.

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"Well that was fookin' pointless." Marquis grumbles, tracking the drone as it ascends. After a second he shrugs and lets his summoned armor dissipate. He had a feeling that he'd need it later and the irishman had already taken a pair of minutes out of his daily limit.

Still, that bloody poser was sure a good fooken' shot on tha' motor-whatsit. Ah, cycle. Motorcycle. Hehe, bet *Dick* could be useful if he's tha' good of a shot.

MackPintops pivots about and eyes the park, looking for the stolen child's parents-

"Oh. Well, yes, we are Bobby's parents. We were out here looking for Bobby. You see we had no idea where he was, he had ran away from home. That's when we knew we would find him here. We heard some odd growling noises and he looked like he was being chased, so we grabbed him. That's when we took those nasty blows on the head and whatever it was took him away."

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-and immediately decided that talking to them would be a waste of time. A man and a woman talking in exact sync like some sort of bloody robot?

Obviously some sort of fooken' trap... or lord in heaven they're demons themselves. Yeah stayin' away from them, haven' test my fire on them types yet an' till my sword gets here I'm not willin' ta risk a brawl.

The man talking to said *parents* on the other hand seemed *normal* enough and by the sound of things seemed ta be asking questions. So the very least he was interested in what was going.

@Swarmingu

Maybe he's a copper? Or an' investagator, been looken' for one O those fer a while.

"Heya tall bastard! I'm lookin' ta speak ta ya!" The Irishman rumbles, striding towards the well-groomed. "I don't know about you, but this wole business'a ghosts grabbin' kids ain't exactly yer normal walk across the emerald isle."

 

[Swarmingu]

"Oh. Well, yes, we are Bobby's parents. We were out here looking for Bobby. You see we had no idea where he was, he had ran away from home. That's when we knew we would find him here. We heard some odd growling noises and he looked like he was being chased, so we grabbed him. That's when we took those nasty blows on the head and whatever it was took him away."

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"Thank you for your cooperation. I suggest both of you to wait until the authority arrives. I've already called the police and they will arrive soon. Please excuse me as i do my preeliminary investigations." Walter said with as much fake authority as he could mustered, along with a few extra illusion spells to make it harder for them to remember him. A boy named Bobby captured for reasons unknown by a spectral creature. Hmmm... i guess i need to check the caves soon. Walter distantly recalled someone offering a drive there, although he already left. Maybe he could go back to his room and retrieves his few tools-

"Heya tall bastard! I'm lookin' ta speak ta ya!" The Irishman rumbles, striding towards the well-groomed. "I don't know about you, but this wole business'a ghosts grabbin' kids ain't exactly yer normal walk across the emerald isle."

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Someone with a thick Irish accent shouted at him. Walter glanced at the source of the voice and found a young looking man with a somewhat short stature. He has the look of a brawler and seemed to be at ease despite the blatant supernatural accident they all just witnessed. 'Definitely experienced with the occults. He might be here for the same reason as i am' Walter thought.

"Invisible forces kidnapping children is a thankfully rare accident, indeed. Although considering the situation in Willoughby lately some people might have predicted this." Walter said, looking at the stranger. "I've already advised the parents to brought this case to the police so hopefully they can do something about it. Of course, it would be much easier if the citizens cooperate, don't you think? After all i doubt even the police could do much against ghosts." Walter offered his hand "My name is Walter Pike, a simple tourist. Now, can i help you, Mr..."

@drexal15

 

[drexal15]

"Invisible forces kidnapping children is a thankfully rare accident, indeed. Although considering the situation in Willoughby lately some people might have predicted this." Walter said, looking at the stranger. "I've already advised the parents to brought this case to the police so hopefully they can do something about it. Of course, it would be much easier if the citizens cooperate, don't you think? After all i doubt even the police could do much against ghosts." Walter offered his hand "My name is Walter Pike, a simple tourist. Now, can i help you, Mr..."

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"MackPintop. Marquis MackPintop." The Irishman replies with a curt nod, before reaching up to shake the other man's hand. "I was lookin' ta see if ya had any idea about what the fook just happened, or if ya saw anything after tha' invisible bugger went and phased off. Been lookin' for an investigator too and ya certainly look the part. There's some caves I may need some help goin' through if yer game."