>>261577

LOCATE PANTS

Blake heads over to the dresser, the most likely place to look for clothes. Surprisingly, his clothes are in there, cleaned, pressed, and folded. As he dresses, he gives you a quick rundown of who he is.

His name is Blake Packbornne. He's a 21 year old male human. He has average strength, though he took karate class, so he knows how to use it. You have Close Combat as a free ability. Further, when he was in high school, he ran track, so he has Amazing Stamina as well. However, since birth, he has been Nocturnagoraphobic, and never liked going outside in the dark.

>>261589
Remove pants
Put on trenchcoat

>>261589

LOCATE HUGE REVOLVER

>>261623
Blake informs you that, while he is in possession of such an item, it would be in his truck.

He further informs you that this isn't his room, and he would very much like to be out of here.

>>261622
Blake informs you that would be counterproductive to containing heat for his body. That, and he is unable to locate a trench coat.

>>261624

Okay, so what are we, the voices in his head? YOU HEAD VOICES DEMAND YOU GET TO YOUR TRUCK AND GET YOUR BIG GUN. That way we can shoot anything bad.

>>261633
Yeah, let's go with that.

Blake: Okay, voices. Maybe I should just exit the room, and try to navigate through this unknown house that I've never been to before.

Narrator: Blake goes to try and open the door, but it's locked. Upon examination, there appears to be no way of opening the lock from this side.

B: Alright, voices, what now?

>>261637

Apply foot to door.

Narrator: Blake shrugs.

Blake: It works in action movies.

N: Using his close combat skills, Blake gets on guard, and launches a powerful back kick to the door.

B: Hiyah!

N: The door shakes, but remains solid. Not so much as a dent is made.

B: It's no good. This door's unusually thick.

N: Something is heard from the other side. Light footsteps. Then, a feminine voice.

???: Quiet, you imbecile! They'll find you!

Oh, shit. What now?

>>261654

Whisper back; "Who are you?"

>>261654

Blake: Who are you?

???: I am Elizabeth Cardia, former mistress of this mansion. I've been looking after you for three days. Until very recently, something happened to my servants and...oh no, here comes one of them! Quickly, snuff out the candle, and remain silent!

Narrator: Elizabeth's footsteps are heard quickly moving away.

>>261657

Well then, snuff that candle, and stay quiet. Try to regulate your breathing so you produce as little noise as possible. Make sure you are positioned well clear of the door should it open, and preferably in some kind of ready stance, should something hostile enter the room.

>>261661
Narrator: Blake doesn't know what's going on, but it sounds serious. Moving like greased lightning, Blake licks his thumb and pointer finger, before closing them around the flickering flame. Blake then turns to the door, from next to the bed, and waits, in a combat stance. He breathes meditatively, as he waits for whatever comes. Subconsciously, he inches away from the window displaying the cold, dark night.

What feels like an eternity passes. Blake watches the door with intent. Then, heavy, ponderous footsteps are heard, creeping up to the door.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Blake thinks that whoever owns those feet must have clubs for legs. Blake notices that there's a small amount of light seeping into the room from the crack below the door. The footsteps echo in the hall, growing louder.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Blake's muscles tense, but his breathing steadies him. Whoever it is, they're very close now.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

The footsteps outside the door stopped. Blake can see the shadow the feet make through the bottom crack. He's just waiting there. Nothing is happening.

Then, suddenly, a loud, heartstopping 'BANG' echoes from the door, and a new string of light appears, issuing forth from a new crack in the door.

>>261667

Well. Shit.

Make sure you're out of the path of the door should it come flying in the room. Any alternate exits?

>>261670
Only one, the window. But Blake is Nocturnagoraphobic. He won't go outside when it's night, under most circumstances.

Somehow, Blake manages to keep his calm, still watching the door. He didn't jump, he didn't scream, and he knows the door can't hit him.

As he watches the door, the shadowy form begins to move off. The thumps of the heavy footfalls grow quieter, and soon, it seems like Blake was in the clear. Maybe the creature didn't actually know Blake was in the room?

Hahaha I just googled Nocturnagoraphobic because I was about to reply to your 420chan thread. Turns out its not a word and I found this thread instead. A drunk Rebecca Hecklechot here.

Okay, so, real quick, check pockets for anything of value. Scout room for any items of use like a knife, key, or a lighter. Can we get that candle lit again?

>>261774
Nocturnophobic means afraid of the dark. Agoraphobic means afraid of going outside.
I merely combined the two words.

Blake sticks his hands in his pockets, trying to find his possessions. To his dismay, his pockets are completely empty. Whoever cleaned his clothes must've been careful enough not to get any of his belongings wet. Considerate, but this fact doesn't help him at the moment.

Blake feels around the bed and nightstand, trying to find something in this extremely low light. He finds nothing on his bed, but behind the candle, towards the window, he feels something square, and metallic. to confirm, he flicks open the top, and smiles when it complies.

>>You've acquired Ronson lighter.

>>261826
And here's the rest of the post that I forgot to type.

Narrator: Blake quickly lights his lighter, and reignites the candle's wick. It won't last much longer, but it will last longer than just his lighter as a light source.

Again, the room is lit. Blake sees three drawers in the dresser, and one small one in the nightstand. Which should he check first?

>>261827
ALL OF THEM. But because the clothes came out of the dresser, let's check the nightstand first followed by the dresser drawers in descending order.

>>261868
Narrator: Blake opens the drawer by the nightstand.

Blake: ...Well, I am kinda hungry.

N: Inside the nightstand is a cooked steak dinner, complete with silverware. And the silverware isn't silverware purely by name. Blake is pretty sure that this is real silver.

>>You've acquired Cooked Steak
>>You've acquired Silver Steak Knife
>>You've acquired Silver Fork

Moving over to the dresser, Blake opened the second drawer, having checked the first one. Inside was a spare change of clothes, fine cotton, and looking very regal.

The third dresser was empty, save for Blake's cellphone. He had other equipment on his person, he was sure, so something must've happened to it.

>>You've acquired Cellphone.

Blake: What do I do, now? Do you want me to describe an item, or should I continue looking around for something?

>>261874

Well, dig in. You need to keep your strength up.

Narrator: Steak's a little cold, but well cooked. Other than that, nothing to note about it. Blake eats until nothing is left but a bare t-bone.

Blake: Well, that was good. And now I have a t-bone. I need to get out of this room. What should I do?

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/05(Sun)18:38 No. 262298 ID: 146bca
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>>261992
Narrator: Thinking that now's a good time to check on his inventory, Blake does so.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/05(Sun)20:50 No. 262328 ID: 146bca
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Narrator: Blake looks up from his inventory scanning the room.

Blake: Hello? Uh, Voices? I can really use some advice about now.

>>262328
Try to see trough the bullet hole, if it look clear, peek your head trough the door...

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/06(Mon)04:03 No. 262389 ID: 146bca
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>>262350
Blake: You mean the crack that just appeared in the door?

Narrator: Let me be clear on what happened. Nobody fired a gun. Whatever it was on the other side of the door hit it with some sort of weapon, or heavy object. And with enough force to crack the door.

B: This door's really thick. I gave it a roundhouse kick, and couldn't even dent it. The lock still works, too. I still can't open it.

N: Blake examines the door handle.

B: There's no way of unlatching the lock from this side. However, there are two Phillips screws whose heads are easily accessible on this side. If I could find some way to unscrew them, I can take out the door handle, and bypass the lock entirely.

>>262389
Blake: Oh, by the way, I don't see anything that can harm me outside the door.

Phillips head? damn. Maybe the knife would work, if it's point is sharp enough. Be better if they were flathead screws of course.

Have you looked under the bed yet?

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/06(Mon)12:17 No. 262485 ID: 146bca
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>>262448
Narrator: Taking out the knife, Blake begins fiddling around with the screws on the door handle. It's a bit hard to work with, being that the knife is curved at the tip to ensure you can't stab with it, and it's also a little greasy due to recently being used to carve a steak. But somehow, Blake manages to unscrew the screws, and take off the door handle.

Achievement unlocked: Macguyver

N: Thinking to check everywhere before he leaves, Blake goes over to the bed, gets down on his hands and knees, and looks under it.

Blake: Hey, I found the keys to my truck!

>> You've acquired Truck Keys.

B: It would've been disastrous if I didn't get these when I did.

Better check under the other furniture just to be sure, but it looks like time to go exploring. Close the door behind you.

>>262485
Huh. Try looking under the pillow. And the matress. And behind the mirror. (You're finding stuff everywhere, so maybe being stupidly complete with your search will pay off.)

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/06(Mon)14:57 No. 262504 ID: 146bca
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Narrator: Blake thoroughly ransacks the room, but other than the fancy clothes in the dresser drawer, Blake finds nothing of interest.

There's a slight knock at the door followed by a whisper. Blake recognizes the voice as Elizabeth's, the girl that warned him from before.

Elizabeth: Are you there? Hello? You haven't gotten yourself discovered or killed yet, have you?

>>262504
"no, um come in and tell me what the hell is going on maybe?"

stay sharp

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/06(Mon)17:18 No. 262532 ID: 146bca
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Narrator: Elizabeth enters the room, closing the door behind her. She's a lovely young woman, around the same age as Blake, maybe younger by a year. She's dressed in a fine regal dress that hearkens back to the Victorian era. She brushes a crimson bang from her face, her green eyes expressing disapproval as she looks around the room.

Elizabeth: I see you've managed to utterly destroy not just my door, but my guest room, as well.

N: Blake sees that she is more concerned with the state of her room than his well being. But she's not actively trying to harm him.

Blake: Hey, if you want, I can throw a rock through the window or take a hammer to the mirror. That will REALLY complete the feng shui in here.

E: How generously quaint of you.

B: (Speak for yourself)

E: I'm sorry, we haven't formally met. I am Lady Elizabeth Alli Cardia IV, daughter of Vincent Cardia.

N: Elizabeth extends a hand, in a manner just as old-fashioned as the way she dressed. Catching on, Blake takes her hand in his.

B: Blake Marcus Packbornne.

N: Blake kisses her knuckle in introduction.

B: Now that introductions are out of the way, do you mind telling me what's going on?

E: I'm not sure, really. My brother and I inherited this mansion from our father just six years ago, along with it's staff, our servants. We had decided to start expanding the cellar, so we hired a construction company. But a few days ago, about the time you arrived, the servants started reporting the construction workers acting strangely. Then, the workers and servants...changed. They...turned into monsters, and started attacking everyone who had not changed yet. It grew worse when my brother went mad, and started preaching about an ancient darkness. The ones who changed follow his instructions, and he wants all who have not changed in this world turned, or destroyed.

>>262532

Sounds like some real Lovecraftian shit up in here, boss. Recommend finding your truck and gun ASAP.

But first, perhaps you should ask her how you came to be here. Oh, and keep the silverware handy, in case of werewolves.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/06(Mon)18:46 No. 262549 ID: 146bca
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>>262543
Blake: How did I end up here?

Elizabeth: ...You mean you don't remember? We found you in your truck, wrecked on the side of the road.

Narrator: As soon as she said this, memories began flooding back to Blake. The last thing he remembered was driving down an unused road in his pickup. It was a rainy night. He was going to visit his sister living on the opposite coast from him. He must be in the midwest, by now.

The road was dark, and stormy, and Blake had been driving for a couple hours. He had stopped by a coffee shop, and gotten a good caffeine fix, though. He remembered that he saw something dart in front of your truck. It was big, quick, and houndlike. He panicked, and skidded out, crashing into a tree. After that, he was knocked unconscious.

E: I've been nursing you back to health for the past three days. It was only very recently that my servants began to turn on me.

B: I need to get to my truck.

E: What ever for? Your truck was in repairs when my servants started turning. We can't escape, especially since I accidentally lost your keys.

B: I found them. There's equipment we can use to survive in there.

E: Oh...Very well, then. Your truck is in the garage on the first floor, but you will be hard pressed to get there on your own. I shall accompany you.

B: That's all well and good. While we're on the subject, I had more items than just my cellphone and keys. Do you have any idea where they are?

E: I kept your wallet. I couldn't trust someone walking in and trying to steal what's rightfully yours. It should be in my quarters. Your pocket knife is in the armory, in the artistry wing. I thought it fitting to put there, since it was so artistically designed.

Head for your wallet first. Ya never know when that may come in handy.

Head for the closer one, which, if this is the bedroom portion of the house, is probably the wallet.

>>262549

Did she say armory? Fuck this shit, to the Armory! Don't suppose you happened to fence?

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/07(Tue)08:11 No. 262661 ID: 146bca
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>>262660
Narrator: Blake and Elizabeth exit the room.

Blake: Uh, did you say 'Armory?'

Elizabeth: Don't get your hopes up, Mr. Packbornne. The armory is a section of the artistry wing, which is liken to a museum. My brother and I call it the armory because that's where we stored all the display weapons in our collection. Most of the weapons there are not fit for combat.

B: Ah, damn. Well, I suppose my wallet would be the closest thing to get at the moment?

E: Indeed, although, to get to my quarters from here, we would have to cut through the study, where my brother is.

B: (Okay, voices, judgment call time. This choice can affect the entire outcome of the quest as a whole. Where do I go? The garage, and get my gun? The armory, get some shitty weapons that might be useful? Or cut through the study, and risk discovery by the big bad for my wallet?)

>>262661

We're not going near any big bads without a weapon. And since it's your gun, I'm going to assume you know how to use it. So, let's go with the truck.

Eh, gun is deadly, but gun is also really loud, and runs out of bullets. When fighting against monsters, using something that attracts more monsters and eventually becomes near-useless isn't very useful. I suggest heading to the armory and hope you get useful (And quiet) melee weapons.

go to "armory"

I vote Armory. If it lacks any quiet weapons, it may have bigger weapons.

>>262750
>>262894
>>262895

Uh, guys, where has Blake said he's say, a classically trained fencer? Or perhaps a member of the SCA and knows how to fight with a halberd? The armory is probably a good stop, but later, after he has a weapon he knows how to use.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/08(Wed)15:23 No. 262984 ID: 146bca
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Blake: In that case, I need a weapon, just to be safe. And seeing as a gun isn't exactly silent, can you show me to the armory?

Elizabeth: Of course. It's downstairs, this way.

Narrator: Elizabeth leads Blake down the stairs. As soon as she reaches the bottom, however, Elizabeth signals for Blake to stop.

E: (Hushed tone) We're not alone, Mr. Packbornne.

N: At the end of one side of the hall, there was a hideous, mutated man. Blake saw from the corner that he must've been some sort of construction worker, but he had a hideous, tentacle like growth in place of his right arm. Listening closely, Blake heard him muttering something.

???: He comes...He comes...He comes...

Aww damn, it's ҉͈͓͖̬ ̠̬Za͕̮̹lg̲͕͠o̭͓̦
̞ ̦͇͍͖̩̳H͚̪͍ḙ̪͖̟͉́ ̯c̦̩̟͞o̟͞m͇͓̞͚͍e̝̺̖̯͎̦s̙͎̭̻̪̻

>>262984
Oh, shoot. Closest door is quite a ways away, so better quietly back up those stairs to wait until the... thing goes elsewhere. And hopefully doesn't turn and find you two lingering about.

Say this
"Fuck you, Zalgo, you shouldn't even be here. This is Cthulu's turf!"

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/09(Thu)07:49 No. 263112 ID: 146bca
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Blake: (whispering) We should try to wait for it to leave before we continue on. Let's go back upstairs.

Narrator: Blake turns to leave, but Elizabeth grabs his wrist. Blake stumbles back, before catching himself. Elizabeth's hand feels ice cold, and grips like a vice.

Elizabeth: (Harsh whisper) So! You would flaunt your cowardice before the lady of the mansion? You disappoint me, Mr. Packbornne. I had you pegged as a man of action. Observe.

N: Elizabeth motions toward the creature.

E: (Whisper) See here, it's facing the opposite direction, and mumbling to itself. Chances are, it wouldn't be able to hear us unless we ignored it's presence, and conversed normally. We can sneak by it relatively easily.

>>263112

Ah fuck, she's probably crazy too. But this might work. Just try and have it so she's between it and you. But be subtle about that if you can and not just "Well, if its such a great idea you go first."

>>263116
Haha. I was actually thinking the same thing about her.

I agree with the above. Do that.

What is that gunk over the door it's standing by anyway? Ask Elizabeth what's in there.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/09(Thu)18:27 No. 263240 ID: 146bca
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???: He comes...He comes...He who waits behind the wall...He comes.

Narrator: Blake looks at the creature, then notices a fleshy growth covering one of the doors. It looks like human flesh, but looking closely, Blake saw that it was thick, and tough, like armor.

Blake: (Whisper) Elizabeth, what's in that room?

Elizabeth: (Whisper) Some of the artifacts that my brother and I decided not to display in the artistry wing.

N: Blake considers this for a moment, then nods.

B: Okay, you're probably right about being able to sneak past that thing. I'll lead. Let's go.

N: Blake and Elizabeth move to the other end of the hall, to the two doors that are easily accessible.

???: He comes...From the palace of tortured glass...He comes...And he waits behind the wall...For YOU, Blake Packbornne.

N: Blake stops in his tracks. The creature makes no attempt to pursue either Blake or Elizabeth.

???: He waits for you...For you will be the composer...For a song not sung...And he will sing the song that will end this Earth...You, Blake Packbornne, are the composer...And he waits for you...

>>263240

Huh, well, sucks to be you dude. I guess we should really focus on escape now, in order to get away from the place where you will reawaken the Great Old Ones.

>>263240
...So, anyways. Which one of these doors is the armory?

>>263240
Find your car
get the revolver
shoot yourself in the head
Save the universe
...

Or you can be selfish and try to get through this. The funny thing will be that "it" wants to keep you alive. You're in no danger... those around you are...

well, at least till you release the demon


choices choices...

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/10(Fri)19:57 No. 263536 ID: 146bca
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Narrator: Blake considers the words of the creature for a second. Thinking he's the cause of the destruction of the world, he briefly considers suicide. Then, Elizabeth's voice rings in.

Elizabeth: Do not listen to the monster's words, Mr. Packbornne. Whatever this being is, it is of pure evil. Because of that, you cannot trust anything it says. And it will do anything to gain followers.

N: Blake hears Elizabeth mutter something about "Not reading of this..." before she keeps speaking.

E: The armory is in the Eastern part of my mansion. Keep heading that way, and you'll find yourself there. I must do research, and sneak into the study. And before you bring it up, do not concern yourself with my safety. I've survived so far without your help. Good luck, Mr. Packbornne.

N: With that, Elizabeth makes her way back to the stairs, and heads for the study.

Blake: So...What do I do now?

>>263536

Since we're dead set on this armory business, better get a move on. If they need you for something, they are eventually going to try and capture you at some point, unless they plan on having you go batshit on your own. So try and avoid the crazy artifact room.

Oh, and be wary of Elizibeth, she knows more than she's saying. And is possibly a vampire. Next time you see her, remember to ask her if she likes garlic and goes to church. Either way, listen only to yourself...

And the fragments of your mind created by stress and mental trauma. We're here to help.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/11(Sat)18:07 No. 263799 ID: bb1cdb
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>>263542
Blake: Avoid flesh covered door. Head towards armory. Trust only myself, and the fragments of my mind telling me what to do. Got it. Let's see...

Narrator: Blake opens the door to the East, and steps inside. It's dark here, So Blake immediately fishes out his lighter. As soon as he light it, Blake immediately notices splatters of some sort of liquid, soaked into the carpet.

B: That's not good...

Liquid lighted

Oh, dear. Looks like someone made a little mess in here.

Well, no matter. Continue on into the big room with the large table to try finding your long-lost pocket knife. Resist urge to follow and investigate long blood trail (for now, at least).

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/12(Sun)20:44 No. 264075 ID: 146bca
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Blake: (There is no door on this side of the room, so it must be elsewhere. Geez, it smells in here. I see a couple clawmarks here, and...are those intestines?)

>>264075

Keep moving. Staring at the bad things only makes your SAN drop faster.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/13(Mon)12:16 No. 264194 ID: 146bca
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>>264153
Blake: (Y-yeah, moving on.)

Narrator: Blake continues North, sticking to the Eastern wall.

B: (Well, here's the door.)

N: Blake tries the northern door. The handle rattles, but doesn't turn.

B: (Damn. It's locked. And I can't try that trick I did in the guest room. The keyhole's on this side.)

>>264194

Well, time to go back to trying to kick it down. Hopefully this one isn't as solid as the last. Remember, try and kick near the lock itself, as to better be able to break it down.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/13(Mon)15:23 No. 264255 ID: 146bca
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>>264214
Blake: (Although this door isn't as thick as the last one I tried to kick down, something tells me I wanna be subtle here, like if I make a loud noise, I might attract unwanted attention.)

Narrator: There is a shift, like someone bumped a chair. Blake turns toward the sound.

B: (...Like whatever that was just did.)

>>264214

I'd say to search the room for something handy, but then you dun heard a noise. Well, unless a quiet solution manifests in the next five minutes... wait, any thing you have handy you might try and use to pick the lock? That should be quiet, if you can figure out how to do it with what you have on hand.

Quick, stroll back down to the opposite end of the table. Try to keep as much distance between it and you as possible. Maybe it'll help out and take out the door for you.

If the thing's quicker than you and tries to engage you in combat, wield chair for righteous glory.

>>264278
This, this, this. There's something big coming around the table right at you.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/13(Mon)20:04 No. 264289 ID: 146bca
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Blake: (I think I see it. I'm going the opposite direction.)

Narrator: Blake heads back to the door he entered through, sticking to the Eastern wall. But as he rounds the corner of the table, he comes face to face with the other occupant of the room. A wolflike creature, with gray fur, and long horns protruding from it's shoulders. It raises itself to the size of a horse, and snarls at Blake.

B: ...Shit. Voices, if you think you can get me out of this, I'm all ears.

>>264289

WOLFMAN! Throw the silver knife at its heart then dive aside. Grab a chair as a back up weapon when once your out of clear reach.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/14(Tue)07:34 No. 264339 ID: 146bca
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>>264292
Blake: (They never taught me how to use throwing knives in Karate. Even if they did, this knife is blunted at the tip, so I couldn't stab with it if I wanted to. However, it is serrated, so I think I'll be able to slash with it.

I can't hold a chair and my lighter at the same time. And I need my lighter out as a source of light.)

>>264339

Forget the chair then. Draw knife. Formulate an exit strategy (IE, wheres the nearest door I can get the fuck out of here through), while preparing to engage in Close-Quarters with the wolfman.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/14(Tue)08:25 No. 264343 ID: 146bca
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>>264340
Blake: (This guy's not giving me much choice. He's between me and the only exit. If I run, I'm pretty sure he'll be able to run me down, being a wolf, and thus, much faster.

Well, here goes.)

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/14(Tue)08:27 No. 264344 ID: 146bca
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Narrator: The Werewolf closes in, preparing to rake Blake with it's claws. Reactively, Blake swipes his knife forward, landing his attack in the creature's cheek.

Werewolf: YIPE!

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/14(Tue)08:30 No. 264346 ID: 146bca
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N: The wolf gives a quick yelp in pain, as it stumbles back from it's attack. The wound hisses and sizzles, as the werewolf whines from the burning sensation. However, it doesn't seem deterred from Blake's efforts, as it shoots Blake an evil eye.

B: (It definitely hates me, now. But it seems to be inching away.)

>>264346

Ah-ha! It is weak to silver. Knew it was a good idea to keep the knife. Use the knife to ward it back. The only way you're getting out of here is if you can work your way around the table and out, or kill the Werewolf with the knife. I suggest the former.

>>264346
werewolves are often semi-sentient monsters...
So maybe you can make some sort of communication with it...

Or you can just make your way around...

But in this case, the monsters may be your allies... they probably know more about what's going on than you do...
So now we need a list of sentient monsters...

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/14(Tue)14:28 No. 264413 ID: 146bca
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>>264369
Narrator: Blake's first thought was to leave, maybe warding off the creature with the silver knife, but then, maybe he could negotiate with it.

Blake: My name is Blake Packbornne. Can you understand me?

N: The mention of Blake's name caused the wolf to give an expression of slight surprise. The wolf threw it's head up in the air, and howled, as it started to shrink into the form of a man with gray hair. The man was completely naked, and, as the sudden transformation ended, he glared at Blake with yellow eyes.

Werewolf: I can understand you just fine. I know who you are. The Master wants you, dead or alive.

>>264413
Now would be a good time to ask the damn thing what "master" wants of you...
or to make an ally...

Mainly cause you can't outrun the damn thing, you can only out maneuver him...

So keeping a strategic position while talking would be good.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/14(Tue)15:12 No. 264425 ID: 146bca
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>>264424
B: (I can probably dart to my right and go under the table if things go South.)
So, what does your Master want with me?

N: The Werewolf cracks his neck.

W: Hell if I know. Maybe because Master Vladmir's new god wants you. Probably the same reason.

>>264425
and now would be a good time to mention the prophesy?

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/14(Tue)15:41 No. 264432 ID: 146bca
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>>264428
B: Then I think your master would like for me to be alive. After all, I'm supposed to "Compose a song not sung" for your master's god to "Sing to end this Earth."

N: The werewolf gives a small laugh.

W: If that's true, then do you really believe that something like death is beyond a god? Jesus was resurrected by the "one true god." If you're really that important, then it won't matter if I rip out your intestines, and slurp 'em down like a string of spaghetti.

In fact, I'd do that right now, except I don't want to get cut again. That's why I'm waiting for your lighter fluid to run out. I can see in the dark, you can't. Until then, I'm just indulging a dying man.

and he's okay with the end of the world?

Well, time to go...

actually, you're gonna have to confront the damn thing, cause there's no way you're evading him.

If he's waiting on that, he's prepped for you running. Not you attacking.

Catch off guard, cut off his fingers... or hands... or something.

or just cut his jugular with the silver knife. Won't expect it, and silver will never let it heal.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/15(Wed)07:49 No. 264538 ID: 146bca
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>>264436
B: (Seriously? I mean, I think we got a golden opportunity here. He's so overconfident, he thinks that I'm dead soon. But I have a full lighter. He'd answer any question I'd ask him, because he thinks it doesn't matter. I have a plan to escape, thanks to you guys, but I think we should try to milk him for some information.)

>>264538

Oh, you want to get him monologuing? Well, you should have said so. Look a little nervously and say "What was that about master who and his what now?" If he isn't confused, he should probably spill a little more out about the Big Bad and his sleeping god.

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/17(Fri)09:52 No. 264919 ID: 146bca
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>>264561
B: What was that about master who and his what now?

N: The werewolf gives a small laugh.

W: You are truly clueless, aren't you? My Master is named Vladmir Cardia. Judging by your smell, you've already met his sister, so I'll spare you the introductions.

The Master has some sort of obsession with a dark god that he heard about while he was overseas five years ago. I don't know the name, but for the longest time, he believed that this mansion was built over some sort of portal related to this god. I'm starting to think he was right.

He spoke of a human needed to use some sort of artifact. I don't know everything, but the Master said this artifact would open the portal. If you've been chosen, then I need to take you in. Dead or alive.

B: (This guy doesn't seem to hold his master's beliefs. As unbelievable as it might be, I think if we give him a good reason, we might be able to turn him.)

>>264919

"Master or no, are you SURE you want to help him awaken a dark god? I mean, that can't be good for anybody."

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/17(Fri)11:08 No. 264928 ID: 146bca
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>>264923
B: Master or no, are you SURE you want to help him awaken a dark god? I mean, that can't be good for anybody.

N: The werewolf shrugs.

W: True as that may be, Werewolves only serve those more powerful than themselves. Master Vladmir is much stronger than I am, and you can't even hold a candle to me, being human and all.

>>264928

Oh, you can't match him purely physically, but which one of you has a burning wound? Humans are outmatched in pure strength or speed by many creatures, but very few can match their inginuity. Especially yours, since, y'know, your mind has shattered and now you hear the whispers of the universe.

Also remind him that if he tries anything, even if he wins, you'd still got a silver knife, and it's really going to suck for him.

>>264928

Waaaaait. Vladmir isn't human? Then what is he? ...And is his sister the same?

>>264944

Yeah, well, we already knew she was weird from before. My money's on vampire.

Ooh, that means that Blake should probably make a stake of a chairleg asap. What? The werewolf was allergic to silver..

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/17(Fri)16:37 No. 264959 ID: 146bca
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>>264938
B: Sure, I can't match you purely physically, but which one of us has a burning wound? Humans are outmatched in pure strength or speed by many creatures, but very few can match our ingenuity.

W: Beg your pardon, but I wasn't always a Werewolf, twerp. I still have human ingenuity, and can easily match you with that.

B: Somehow I doubt that, since it seems like my mind is shattered, and I now hear the whispers of the Universe.

N: The Werewolf cocks an eyebrow.

W: ...You sound just as cracked as Master Vladmir.

B: Ah, but I'm opposed to releasing a dark god into the world.

W: So you say...

>>264944
>>264952

B: I probably already know the answer to this, but if Vladmir isn't human, what is he?

W: You probably already guessed, but the Master is a Vampire.

B: Called it. That would make his sister one, too?

W: With a mid and last name like Alli Cardia, what do you think?

B: Ali...Card...And I didn't notice this earlier?

W: But the Master and Mistress are on two opposite sides with this matter of the dark gods' release. Mistress Elizabeth wants to do whatever she can to stop him.

N: The Werewolf eyes Blake's lighter.

W: How much lighter fluid do you have in there?

B: I topped off before my wreck. You're not still thinking of killing me the second the lights go out, are you?

W: You haven't given me a good reason yet.

B: How's this? I'm a blackbelt in karate, and I have a silver knife. I can slash your throat before you can tear out my intestines.

W: ...

B: Who here has a slashed cheek?

W: Alright, alright, so we're both in danger. It's probably a bad idea for me to attack the second you run out of fluid, then.

>>264959

Oh snap. Please tell me you've played some Castlevania or something, man.

Anyway, as for this werewolf situation, clearly this is a draw. I mean, he can't see in the dark (At least not in the sense that he doesn't need some light, and it'll be pitch black when your lighter is out, right?) and with as quick a reflexes as yours are, you'll probably tell if he tries to make a move and react. He might still kill you, but who's to say you wont mortally wound him in the process. But its the same for you if you make a move. Can't you two like, agree to go your separate ways, settle this later. Neither of you is gaining anything by stalling like this. (Except you are, because, well, you're hearing voices and shit. And the longer we have to solve a problem, the more likely we are to find something that works, as proven here.)

"Look. The way I see it, if your master wins, we're both screwed. The world ends, we both die, no more delicious deer meat, no more humans, werewolves, anything.

You help me out take down the man, though? You have a shot. Not a big one, but a shot nonetheless. I got Elizabeth on my side too, so it's not like you're alone here. Think about it. If your master's dead, then you can do whatever the hell you want outside this damned mansion."

>>264959
How about this.
You have to prove to him that you're stronger than Vlad.

but that may have to wait for later.

Right now, you both can say that you're at a draw and that you're willing to spare his life if he spares yours for now and that the both of you can settle this later.

and then put some sort of honor code bond thing in place

Ace_Sorou 2010/12/18(Sat)06:46 No. 265069 ID: 146bca
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B: Look. The way I see it, if your master wins, we're both screwed. The world ends, we both die, no more delicious deer meat, no more humans, werewolves, anything.

I know you serve Vlad because he's a vampire, but Elizabeth is also around, and is more oriented to stopping him. Isn't she just as powerful as her brother?

W: Not sure, I've never seen them fight. But then, there is the matter of the other servants still serving Master Vladmir.

B: But I'm on Elizabeth's side, and I'm at a draw with you. If either of us make a move, we're both fucked.

(Which entirely isn't true seeing as I have a contingency plan, but I may not have to use it.)

If we were to help each other, and save the world, you wouldn't have to put up with a psycho vamp any more. Believe me, given the choice, I'd want some hot vampire babe ordering me around rather than some psycho vampire dude.

N: There was a moment of silence, before the Werewolf began laughing.

W: Hahaha! Just like a human to think with his dick! Haha!

N: The werewolf composes himself, before continuing.

W: Okay, human. You've convinced me. I'll help you out. I'd rather put my death off for another lifetime, then have some spiteful dark god end it today. When you see Mistress Elizabeth again, tell her that you've managed to turn Geudevan.

B: Before Blake could say anything else, the werewolf turned back into his wolf form, and launched himself at the locked door, crashing through it. He was last heard trampling over whatever creature stood out there.

>>265069

Alrighty, time to check that armory, see if it has anything remotely useful for fighting supernatural creatures.

Oh, and about Elizabeth, I wouldn't try and pursue that any, if I were you. Vampire sex is danger sex.

>>265075
referring to a movie about a black half-vampire...

Some o dose females got teeth down there