>>966206
I can’t help but disagree with you man. This town, everything it just feels off. I don’t mind at least asking to see if there’s anything that can be done. Hell, maybe we give the guy a payment upfront as well as an extra $100 he can get the car working sooner. I don’t know. Let’s at least head outside and see what the others think. We’re kinda stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Inner thoughts: Rufus is such a simp... but there isnt any time to complain about that
*runs over to Will* Will, my man! Are ya alright? Geez, that wound looks messy and nasty as fuck *looks over at rebar* and it looks like it got you pretty deep too... come on, bud, lets get ya inside the van, get you patched up with yer first aid kit, and I'll allow ya to drink a couple of my drinks in the cooler to numb the physical pain. Afterwards, we need to get ya to a doctor immediately.

Hey, Rufus, since ya clearly won her over with yer charms, can ya ask the nice lady where we may find a doctor in town for one of yer poor best friends who's maybe internally bleeding after being impaled pretty deep? He might need immediate medical treatment, man.

>>969830
Oh Jesus, Will! Get him to the van! I’ll get that first aid kid. This is just fucking perfect! Now we need a doctor too.

...

And god damnit Rufus, kill your libido! Please!?

"Guh..."

"I've... I've been better."

*Will lets himself be led over to the van.*

Inner Thoughts: It wasn't... what? I mean-

"Sorry Beverly, I just-"

"You didn't-"

*Will winces and holds his stomach.*

"I couldn't see any of you, and I thought..."

*Will pauses again.*

"There should be a first-aid kit in the back with a bottle of iodine, I think I'm going to need them."

>>969957
*is ignoring Rufus and his bullshit*

Alright I got some hydrogen peroxide and bandages and some ointment from the first aid kit. Good call on this stuff, Will.

naw, Rufus. I dont think ya should shake her hand, I think you should actually aim higher by taking that extra step and givin' her a present instead in order to make a better connection than just a simple handshake, show more initiative. I mean, if ya want my opinion, I dont think she wants to shake yer hand, think she is actually askin' for an offerin' of some sort from ya to hand over to her dolly. 

Look, since Im near the van, and if ya dont have something with ya to give to her, I can take something out of the van to give to you, Rufus, so you can give to your new girlfriend. Something like food, a book, clothing, whatever. Hell, i'll even give ya one of my drinks for you to give to her dolly. So What kind of gift do ya think you should give her?

"Heh -ow[/small- well you never know when a crazy hitchhiker might stab you."

"...or when you friend might run themselves onto rebar..."

*Will winces again.*

"Here was me -[small]ow- thinking that you'd offer her a the beer yourself Hector."

Inner Thoughts: How could I have been so stupid, of course there was jagged metal around. We saw it when we were coming into this messed up town.

"But seriously Rufus, stop messing with them, there is something bad going on here."

well, Trevestian, even though we solved that problem with the gasoline, we came across another big problem... Our man Will got impaled by the rebar *points at rebar* and lookin' at how much blood is on the thing, it looks like it went in pretty deep. and while his injuries on the outside has been patched up, I reckon we oughtta' be concerned about ineternal bleedin' and make sure none of his organs got severely damaged, yeah? Like, I've read up on stab wounds in case someone were to stab me durin' a bar fight, and they can be pretty serious, especially since Will just up and removed himself from the spike when he shoulda kept the spike in to act as a plug. In all seriousness, he needs a doctor immediately, and since it took us hours to get in this town, I do not think I want to risk Will dying in the van while drivin' long hours and have people get the wrong idea that we murdered him or somethin' when we get back. Do you perhaps think we should ask if they have a hospital here?

...Inner thoughts: that way, i can get some extra time to try their brew in their bar

"Thanks. I'll try to take it easy."

*Will then looks from the procession to Trevestian.*

"I... kinda want to get back into the road..."

"Thanks for the offer... but we should go."

>>970230
*looks between the religious procession and Will*
Yeah, we need to get you to a hospital. Sorry Hector but this is not the place to get drunk.

>>970639
Mm... My first priority is just keeping you guys safe right now. We got the bleeding stopped but that wound still needs time to heal properly. I’d prefer to get back on the road Trev, but given all those bumps on the way in his wound might reopen. We can risk it, if we can get it properly stitched up later but... yeah man I don’t know...

Inner thoughts: Those nuns clearly have taken no oath of celibacy...

Well, Trev, this vacation we went on from the start was meant for ya... with yer own money no less, So while I want to stay and drink, I'm not gonna try to peer pressure you into stayin' if ya don't want to.
Ya shouldn't have to be forced to stay just because the others want to, ya know? Do your own thing once in a while regardless of what others think, Trev, like I do from time to time!
This trip was meant to try to make you feel better after what ya went through after all, man, not have us take advantage of the wealth ya got to do what we want. I'd say if we care about your feelings, we should let you do what you feel is most comfortable to ya, trev, and you don't look very comfortable from what I can see. If ya want to leave, I'll roll with it, regardless of how much I want to visit the bar here.

Ya already know my opinion, especially with Will's injury. I think it is important to get the wound properly treated here especially if he need surgery, but who knows, maybe there is a hospital down the road or something...

As much as I want to leave... Lionel is right.
We were on the road for hours, and the terrain will be a lot worse until we get to the highway.

With a gut wound like this I might end up dead within the day.

Fine. Let's go see this doctor.

Inner Thoughts: This trip is going from bad to worse. I should've been more careful, now we're stuck here.

I like yer thinkin' Trev, to go with Will. We should probably have a buddy system in place, yknow? So we keep each other in line. Like Bev, you should take yer Boyfriend Milt with ya

Lionel, what do ya think, do ya want to come with me to the bar?

>>971044
Yeah alright. Let’s also try to meet back up at the motel in say a few hours?

Excluding Rufus...

I'll probably head to hotel after I'm done with the doctor.

Just... try to stick together, yeah?

Even if it doesn't seem like you can.

"Anything that has the line 'is the only blank you need for the rest of your life' means it will kill super hard."

"So yeah, not taking that."

Inner Thoughts: At least I'm not the only one who is seeing things.

"Trevestian, this place is bad news. I ran myself onto that rebar because everything suddenly went quiet and I couldn't see anything. This place has a weird..."

"This place is weird."

>>971613
Hey Trev, it seems I’m back being the designated driver again for Hector. We’re at the bar now. I’m just having water, he’s already drinking that beer they have. Other than that this bar is... bizzare. But compared to the rest of the town it’s nothing out of place. How’s Will doing?

*has been wearing the mask the motel owner gave him earlier to be part of the celebration and is sitting on the bar stool with his drink in silence in order to fit in with the other residents in town who are silent*

>>972229
Best we reconnoiter back at the inn after we all finish up here. And I’m gonna see about getting one of those masks. It feels weird being here without one. Like... I don’t know but I’m wishing these people would give me and Hector some personal space here.

*Wants to say something, but doesn't as he wishes to participate in the town's culture by not saying anything like the townsfolk.*

*rolls eyes when Lionel said "I’m wishing these people would give me and Hector some personal space here."*

inner thoughts: speak for yourself, Lionel. Hmm, a giant statue burning? sounds like Burning man to me. But with those tornados, it is a good thing we didn't drive off after all.

inner thoughts: *sigh* I can't say this over the radio cause I want to blend in with the townsfolk's silent celebration and that my friends will chastise me if I say it, but Trev feeling like he is responsible for bringing us here... I feel that is the other way around, like, everyone were the ones that brought Trev here because everyone wanted to take advantage of the large amount of money he received for his trauma instead of using that money to get help from a therapist or somethin'. I think it is best to wait out this festival. Ugh, why was I drunk when I made the choice to go on this vacation?

"Guys we should hunker down at the inn and wait for whatever this is to pass."

Inner Thoughts: Why are they all so calm about exploring this place? It's messed up.

"We need to make a plan for trying to leave this town, sight-seeing is a bad idea."

Absurdity DeVoid 2020/07/16(Thu)17:05 No. 972496 ID: 2bd15b
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Of fuck I just notice when I have finished the page that your charter Hector was supposed to wear the mask in the bar, sorry for that.

*puts his hand on his forehead in disbelief and realizes he isn't wearing his mask*

inner thoughts: what, WHAT? where is my mask??? I thought I put on and was wearing my mask, but I'm not? What the fuck? there must be a logical explanation for all this... like... maybe I am so drunk that my mind is playing tricks and me making me think I was wearing it when I actually never wore it... still weird...

inner thoughts: not as weird as maggots in liquid? that can't be right, can it? Trev has to be bullshittin' out of fear, he was actin' nervous... I suppose there is one way to find out...

*drips a bit of the beer on the counter and backs up a little in a relatively safe distance to see what happens*

Inner thoughts: Trev has to be seein' things, his lack of sleep must be causin' hallucinations... right??? and those things movin' in the bags Milt and Bev saw must be animals... Benefit of the doubt... I wonder why Ruf hasn't responded back yet...

*Will sits up and then winces.*

"Fucking hell! Get a chair and crush the thing!"

Inner Thoughts: We need to get out of here, we need to get help.

*Will grabs the walkie-talkie from Trevestian and yells in it:*

"Hector get back to the van now or I swear that I'm going to throw your cooler off of the first cliff I find."

*Will hands the walkie-talkie back, but looks unsteady on his feet.*

"We need to move."

>>972652
Whispers Hec, come on. Show no sudden movements. Try to be quiet, leave a tip or whatever and as soon as we reach the door, we make a break for the van.

>>972691
whisper: Okay Hec, pay your bill and let’s go. As soon as we reach the door we make a break for it.

*just nods, quickly throws a wadded 20 at the counter as it was the only dollar he pulled out of his pocket and follows Lionel's lead*

*whispers to Lionel as they are backing away from the liquid* sh... should we search for Rufus? Feels wrong to head to the van without him especially since he is the only one who hadn't responded...

>>972744
Whispers: We will search for him once we regroup. The more people we have the better our chances. Okay, let’s move. As soon as we get to the door, make a break for the van

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I must apologize for my current mistakes, I have been trying to rush things and finish them as fast as I can. That is why I am posting this just to clarify one thing about the characters names, I am absolutely horrible at remembering how each character is called. So is this correct or did I mess it up again?

Back door. We need to avoid these people.

>>972787
Yes this is correct

*sighs* I can't believe I'm fuckin' doin' this, but...

*Goes over to the cooler, and gives everyone except for Rufus a beer bottle*

We cannot leave til' mornin' because of the tornados, so We will need to protect ourselves. So I'm sacrificin' what is left of my beer bottles I was plannin' on drinkin' durin' our trip to use as weapons if need be. I am hopin' we do not have to use em' as I want to keep em', but after the shit I saw... yeah...

And with that, I have somethin' to say, after we got that message about Will's medicine over the radio on how it looked like it was livin' and comin' after Trev and Will after Trev dripped some on the table, I spilled a little bit of my beer to test and see if the same was true for Lionel and I, and sure enough, the same thing happened, the beer was movin' towards us like it was livin', and wanted to get inside of us too...

but the most disturbin' thing is that the other residence in town was drinkin' that same beer, lettin' whatever kind of maggots that was in that beer inside their own bodies... I can't help but think if whatever inside that medicine and drinks is also some kind of mind controllin' bug used to brainwash and control the residence here or somethin'...

That leads me to our boy Rufus... He claimed to have sex with that woman. But knowing what I saw the residence do at the bar, I've reason to believe that she was also infected, and if that liquid bug thing she had within' her is sexually transmitted, Ruff most likely just got fuckin' infected with whatever that thing is as well. Yeah... Ruff just got STD with somethin' supernatural

Not only that, I find it odd Ruff is even here at the van. Ruff specifically said not to expect to see him until the morning, and the Ruff I know would just simply turn off the radio and think we are all just hallucinatin'... seein' and hearin' things and instead just continue fuckin' til the mornin' comes. Plus I think if he was concerned we would be worried about him, he would have responded on the radio that he was comin' even if he was late to respond, that or just call us to shut the fuck up...

Ruff, if that is who you really are, I'm gonna be very blunt, but for my own safety, I don't think I can trust ya right now, and I suggest ya go back to your girlfriend immediately and just enjoy yourself.

>>972935
hey woah, woah. What is this? You're going to kick one our own out? Dude, what the hell? I'm not gonna pretend I like the idea of him putting his dick in a crazy nun, but I'm not gonna just kick him out for it.

I say that we leave, these... people, want something with us. We need to get out of here.

>>973670
Go ahead Will, but Rufus, I don’t think you should go anywhere. This whole thing just stinks of some bad juju.

>>975658
*opens door to car and Sparta kicks “Rufus” with both legs out the car*

FUCKING HELL!!!

Someone grab the tire iron from the trunk.