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theianights2017-09-06 01:36 pm
shadedacrimony) wrote in theianights2017-09-06 01:36 pm
1st beat ♡ video;
[The time is approximately 6 AM. A time where most people are either asleep, waking up to get a hella early start on the day or somewhere in between. A fact that one boy has taken into very careful consideration after days of scoping out the place in daylight hours and debating what to do over the whole party gone to hell. And this? This is his answer.
The sound of an air horn blaring loud enough that any remnants of creatures outside on the streets are drawn to the doors of #1013 and certainly enough to wake up anyone who was having a peaceful or fretful rest.]
It seems I've gotten your attention, good.
[Sitting on the sill of his second story bedroom window is a teenager with a shit eating grin on his face and two makeshift ropes fashioned into lassos in his hands.]
By now we all know that these creepy crawlies only come out at night, but the question here is why. Well good fucking morning to you, we're about to find out.
[As the sun is slowly rising, the creatures around the house begin to flee. Another blow of the air horn causes a few of them to pause, but that small window of opportunity is all the time Hal needs to throw out his lassos and capture two of the retreating creatures.]
Alri-FUCK
[It's with a sudden jerk the mirror is dropped out the window and the feed switches to the one hanging up in his room, just in time to see Hal hanging halfway out his window in a desperate attempt to keep hold of the ropes restraining the struggling, screeching abominations.]
Shit, no, okay I got this. God dammit.
[The video flickers back to the dropped mirror, just in time to show the sun rising high enough to hit the creatures doing their damnedest to claw and bite at the ropes restraining them, until finally with one harsh tug they manage to yank Hal out of his window and escape.
But they weren't fast enough. The thud and groan of Hal landing ass first next to the mirror aside, it captures how both monsters seem to erupt into a fit of boils, catch fire, and burst, turning into messy piles of liquid, pieces, and dust.]
Welp.
[The voice coming from just off to the side of the mirror seems strained with poorly concealed pain, not even bothering to pick up the mirror to change the direction of the video feed.]
Now we know.
The sound of an air horn blaring loud enough that any remnants of creatures outside on the streets are drawn to the doors of #1013 and certainly enough to wake up anyone who was having a peaceful or fretful rest.]
It seems I've gotten your attention, good.
[Sitting on the sill of his second story bedroom window is a teenager with a shit eating grin on his face and two makeshift ropes fashioned into lassos in his hands.]
By now we all know that these creepy crawlies only come out at night, but the question here is why. Well good fucking morning to you, we're about to find out.
[As the sun is slowly rising, the creatures around the house begin to flee. Another blow of the air horn causes a few of them to pause, but that small window of opportunity is all the time Hal needs to throw out his lassos and capture two of the retreating creatures.]
Alri-FUCK
[It's with a sudden jerk the mirror is dropped out the window and the feed switches to the one hanging up in his room, just in time to see Hal hanging halfway out his window in a desperate attempt to keep hold of the ropes restraining the struggling, screeching abominations.]
Shit, no, okay I got this. God dammit.
[The video flickers back to the dropped mirror, just in time to show the sun rising high enough to hit the creatures doing their damnedest to claw and bite at the ropes restraining them, until finally with one harsh tug they manage to yank Hal out of his window and escape.
But they weren't fast enough. The thud and groan of Hal landing ass first next to the mirror aside, it captures how both monsters seem to erupt into a fit of boils, catch fire, and burst, turning into messy piles of liquid, pieces, and dust.]
Welp.
[The voice coming from just off to the side of the mirror seems strained with poorly concealed pain, not even bothering to pick up the mirror to change the direction of the video feed.]
Now we know.
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[Well, yes, actually, they did. Give Eiji a couple of seconds to get over the sheer disgusting horror of what he just watched.
...
You might want to wait a few more seconds.]
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[He's really not. Hal's just gonna be sprawled out on the ground under his window, appreciating the sunrise.
And regretting every single time he gave Dirk shit over being too sore to move. Karma's a bitch.]
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[He shakes his head, trying to think clearly now.]
Well, I guess this means that light defeats them? Or just sunlight? 'Cause if it comes to it, I've got something close that might help if we're in a pinch at night. But I guess just getting to safety is probably better, right?
I wonder if I should sign up to try to fight some of those things.
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Don't die, Mister Lasso-man!
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[Even if he almost wishes it had and he had sweet god tier powers, because flying and reviving from stupid deaths seems awesome right about now. A hell of a lot better than the bruises he knows are going to be on his ass by tonight.]
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You're alive.
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I-I don't have the Move Machine t-to teach Clear Sky to one of my pokemon on me, s-so do you think that f-fire will work on them?
[She hasn't actually tried fighting any of the monsters- yet.]
Video
[Because hot damn, first South Park now Pokemon. It's like an otaku nerd's dream come true. Not that he falls under that category, becuase excuse the fuck outta you he's the coolest motherfucking pair of shades-guy, this side of paradox space.
But he had a lot of free time ok.]
And if not then yeah, pretty sure fire'd work.
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[There is, but it's in a language that is not basically Fantasy Japanese.
Regardless, she's brightening up a bit.] How strong w-would it have to be?
Action- though assuming the thing's still recording, also threadjackable video
And Eiji isn't sharing it with him, but that's neither here nor there.In any case, having finally managed to be soundly asleep, he's less than pleased by the air horn blasting from only a couple rooms away. Ankh has never gotten over the habit of just sleeping in his normal clothes, so it takes him no time flat to track down the source of the noise and witness all of that mess first hand, including being at the door of Hal's room when he falls out of the window.Watching the creatures proceed to explode does give him pause for a couple seconds, but then he follows Hal out the window. The camera on the ground doesn't have a good angle on it, but might catch a few red feathers wafting by as Ankh magically sprouts wings to land far more gracefully on the ground that a certain someone. The wings fold back up and disappear once he lands, and then he takes a second to glance over the boy still laying on the ground.]
Tch. I guess you survived that.
[It's debatable whether he's happy about that fact.]