[EX] Only One
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				Title: <strong>[EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 21:09:35</strong>
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				Biscay Sound is a small, picturesque village along the New England coast. With a population of about 30,000, it sees its busiest months during the summer when scores of tourists come out to boat and enjoy the town's quaint atmosphere. Biscay is surrounded by a dense forest on all sides except the coast. A two-lane highway, the only road access, cuts through the woods, with the nearest large town a good 45-minute drive away.<br><br>Some highlights of Biscay Sound:<br><br>• Old Town Biscay: The downtown area looks like it came right out of a history book, with charming shops and boating regalia everywhere. Old Town caters to tourists and is hopping during the peak summer months. There is a thriving artist community here, evidenced by the many studios dotting Biscay Blvd. Some of the town's best restaurants are found here.<br><br>• Docks: Hundreds of personal water craft are moored at the docks, many owned by tourists and so see seldom use. A commercial section of the docks is home to Biscay's fishing industry, which operates year round.<br><br>• Biscay Yacht Club: Near the docks, this country club is made up largely of wealthy retirees who have settled in Biscay. The Club operates its own, private dock area, where many high-price pleasure vessels can be found.<br><br>• Business Downtown: While Old Town is where the tourists go, many locals think of nearby Darcy Street as the town's true downtown. This is where City Hall is located and the Police Department, both in modern buildings. There are several large office buildings where most of the town's serious business gets transacted. Not to detract from Biscay's old world feel, Darcy Street is far enough removed from Old Town as not to be visible unless specifically approached. For those locals who don't fish or don't operate shops in Old Town, most work here somewhere.<br><br>• Residences: Small, lovely New England homes can be found throughout Biscay, with the more expensive near the coast. However, a large number of residences are found deep in the woods scattered along country lanes. About one-fifth of all residences are vacation homes, so sit empty most of the year.<br><br>• Williams Lighthouse: The Williams Lighthouse is an historic landmark which still sees use today. Sitting right on the coast, its light can be seen for miles. During the summer visits tour the working lighthouse daily.
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				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 23:57:23</strong>
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				Jack goes where the work is, especially if compensated for rather long commutes which almost make him fall asleep from the lack of amusement on the side of the road. Right now the work is in Biscay Sound where the Yacht Club is building new tennis courts, his temp agency already pulling strings for him to stay at the picturesque hotel on Old Town, while the work appears to be no chore. Luckily, Jack has alot of extra money for his own self pleasure and isn't eager for the job to finish. Even on the first day of work he's got enough energy left to drop by the touristic downtown, buying himself a flint lock pistol with over half of the firing mechanisms either broken or just unable to be moved for anything harmful, though the stock's metal bottom's design is the reason why he bought it. The pistol's designs are rather fluent as well as tribal, with what appears to be the sign of 'peace' in kanji. With his purchase in box and bag, Jack heads to the hotel so he could get some rest for the night, needing to wake up a little earlier for his job.
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				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 05:31:01</strong>
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				Eric whistled along with the radio as he made the rather long drive from his home in New York to the quiet town of Biscay Sound, on his way to visit his grandmother. His grandfather died last year, and she's been complaining that their old house feels so cold and empty with him gone so Eric decided to drop by for a week or two to try and cheer her up. He recently finished a major project for a local firm and had been paid quite handsomely for his toil and effort, and so could afford a nice little vacation.<br><br>"Oh, how I've missed this place...." He said to himself with a smile as he passed the wooden sign that read, 'Welcome to Biscay Sound' over a painted scene of sail boats and the iconic light house. Nostalgic memories of the many summers he spent here as a kid began flooding back as he took in the familiar sights, sounds and smells of the pleasant sea side town. <br><br>His grandmother lived in an old house near the woods. It wasn't too far from town, but insured she had her privacy. As he pulled into the long, sloped drive way he was greeted by a small yapping dog that ran at his car. "Hello Scrap!" He said happily as he climbed out the car. The excited terrier jumping happily around him as he walked around the house to the small garden where his gradmother was working, the dog rarely left her side so if it was outside, it meant she was too.<br><br>"Hey Grammy." Eric greeted hapily as he approached her. "Eric! What are you doing here?" She asked, pleasantly surprised by his unannounced visit as she stood up from her flowers to embrace her grandson. "What? A man can't come visit his dear Grammy?" He asked, teasing her as they made their way inside to enjoy some tea and conversation.<br><br>It wasn't long before the long drive began to take it's toll on Eric. His eyes grew heavy and he was finding it hard to stay awake. "I'm sorry, I'm quite exausted after that drive. I think I'll go get some sleep." He said apologetically to the sweet old lady as he stood up from the coushy arm chair. "See you tomorrow." He said as he headed up the stairs to the room he had stayed in when he was younger. It was much like he remembered, it still had the star wars posters on the walls. He smiled to himself as he climbed into the bed and let the exaustion sweep him away into a deep and restful sleep.
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 07:11:53</strong>
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				<strong>Jack</strong><br>Jack woke up with a start, the sound of static blaring in his ears. He looks at the alarm clock beside the bed, the source of the sound. Slapping the off button, the cozy little hotel room fills with silence. It was supposed to be a radio alarm, apparently the station hadn't been set correctly. At least it had woken him up, like it was supposed to.<br><br>Through the lacy white curtains the first light of dawn breaks. He climbs out of bed, the floor giving a gentle creek beneath him. The hotel was once obviously a house, the rooms converted for commercial use. It still felt like a home, though, with all the little creaks and squeaks. Jack's room was small, but it had its own bathroom, shower, and a comfortable bed.<br><br>Jack showered, dressed, and left for work, heading downstairs to the hotel's foyer. A small front desk dominated the little room. Each morning, no matter how early Jack got up, the owner of the hotel, Mrs. Edina, would be sitting at the desk preparing for another day. This day, however, Jack arrived in the foyer to find her missing at her post.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br>Eric opened his eyes, and found himself staring up at a very familiar ceiling. For a moment, he felt like he was ten years old again.<br><br>Downstairs, Scrap was barking, the sound that had awoken him. Eric lay in bed, expecting to hear his grandmother give the excited terrier a talking to. After a few minutes of uninterrupted barking, however, it seemed Grammy was perhaps too used to it.<br><br>Rubbing sleep from his eyes, Eric got up and walked down the stairs. Scrap paused and turned at the sound of Eric's approach. The dog stood before the front door. Eric could see that Scrap had been so excited, he had clawed at the door, striping its peeling white paint at the bottom.<br><br>The small dog regarded Eric for only a moment before it turned and resumed its barking at the door, scraping at it as if trying to get at an intruder on the other side.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 07:24:14</strong>
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				"H-hello?" he calls out and looks around when he walks through the area, something seeming off due to the lack of civilians in the area. "Where is everybody?" Jackson asks, then heading out to the streets and seeing that there wasn't much for people around the area. "What's going on here?"<br><br>(gah! short post!)
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 07:41:59</strong>
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				<strong>Jack</strong><br>Jack stood on the sidewalk in front of the hotel, a slight chill to the morning air. Although this wasn't the tourist season, Jack had still gotten used to seeing the early rising locals. Old Town's main street was deserted, however, except for Jack. There were a few cars parked along the boulevard, including Jack's truck, but no vehicles were in motion.
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				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 08:07:52</strong>
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				"Gotta poop?" Eric asked as the dog turned back to look at him. When the dog returned to clawing at the door it immediatly confused him. Scrap had never acted like that before. Usually when he wanted outside he'd jump up and touch the knob with his paws, not try to dig through the door.<br><br>Eric hurried quickly to the windows and looked outside, trying to see what was driving the dog crazy. He was starting to feel a sinking feeling in his stomach. Something felt wrong but he didn't know what.
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 08:14:12</strong>
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				<strong>Eric</strong><br>Eric looked out the window and saw trees and the front yard, just like he expected to see. From what he could see of the front porch, it was empty. The hour was early morning, and the sun was still rising, but it looked like another peaceful day in Biscay outside.<br><br>Still, Scrap was beside himself, scratching and barking.
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				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 08:24:46</strong>
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				Eric stared at the dog for a moment confused. "What's wrong?.....Where's Grammy?" He asked the dog the first question, the second he asked himself as he looked toward the master bedroom.<br><br>He walked over to her room and knocked lightly on the door. "Grammy....you awake?" He asked as he opened the door slowly.<br><br>Everything seemed normal, but he knew Scrap as well as he knew any person. Something wasn't right. He just hoped his grandmother was OK.
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 08:29:53</strong>
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				<strong>Eric</strong><br>Grammy's room was on the ground floor, so Eric just had to turn and walk down a short hall. Scrap remained at the front door, barking and scratching.<br><br>Eric's gentle call elicited no response, and when he opened the door he found the room empty. The bed was neatly made, as though she had risen and had already gotten on with her day. Eric felt a deep sense of unease, however. The house was old and given to making noises when people were about. Beside himself and Scrap, Eric was quite sure there was no one else inside, including his grandmother.
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				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 08:31:22</strong>
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				Jackson looks around before yelling out "hello!?" and then heading to his car, making an attempt to start it up.<br><br>if it doesn't start up he gets out and pops the hood, checking for anything wrong since his experiences might be able to leave some light to this situation.<br><br>if it does start up he gets out and then goes back to his room, getting his overnight bag as well as the flint-lock he bought yesterday. "There definately isn't something right," he says to himself before looking out his second floor window to see any signs of movement.<br><br>(btw, when do we get powers?)
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 08:42:39</strong>
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				<strong>Jack</strong><br>Calling out gets Jack no response. Old Town seems dead.<br><br>He gets in his truck, the engine turning over right away. No problems there.<br><br>Jack returns to the hotel. Still, no sign of Mrs. Edina. There were other people staying at the hotel as well, and Jack neither sees nor hears anyone. Granted, it's early, but Jack's starting to get a bad feeling.<br><br>Returning to his room and gathering his bag, he looks out the window at the downtown. Nothing is moving out there, no cars, no nothing. From the few houses he can see that are close to town, he doesn't see any smoke rising from the chimneys. He even scans the sky, and can't spot a single bird.<br><br>[Powers will come a little later.]
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				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 08:53:51</strong>
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				"Very wrong..." he says to himself before putting his truck into drive, his bags in the passenger seat before driving around and going to get a local newspaper which should have been out by this time this morning to see if there's a festival or something. He turns on the radio as well but quickly shuts it off when he gets static, thinking that maybe it's a coincidence between his truck and his radio, though doubtfully pulling out from his spot and heading into town for the newspaper stand.
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				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 08:56:28</strong>
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				"I-It's OK boy." Eric said nervously as he returned to the yapping dog. "She'll be back soon.....I don't know where she went, but she'll be back." He said convincing himself of that.<br><br>The dog simply kept scratching. He really wanted outside...or something that was outside. He took a deep breath as he looked down at the dog. He grabbed the leash off of the coat rack next to the door and hooked in on Scrap's collar. He did want to know what the dog was so anxious about, but feared he would simply run off as soon as the door was opened.
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 21:41:32</strong>
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				<strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Old Town or not, Biscay wasn't going to let history get in the way of having a Starbucks. Jack drove down the boulevard toward the green and white Starbucks sign at the end, where he knew newspapers were sold at the curb.<br><br>He kept his eyes open, looking for signs of life but not seeing any. All the shops were closed, their lights out. He pulled to the side of the road and got out, looking into the darkened interior of the coffee shop. If Starbucks was closed, something really serious was going on.<br><br>Jack turned to the newspaper stand when movement attracted his attention. With so much being still, the slightest activity stood out to him now.<br><br>He turned to see two people further up the street. A man and a woman, from the looks of it. They had just come out of a bed and breakfast place and were standing on the sidewalk. They hadn't noticed Jack yet.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Eric leashed Scrap and took him outside. The little dog kept yapping, tugging at his cord. Leaves crinkled beneath Eric's shoes as he stepped out into the yard. The trees came right up to his grandmother's house, the forest ever present here. Eric saw nothing out of the ordinary, but Scrap was still excited. He would bounce one direction, and then another, as though he wasn't sure which way to go.<br><br>The only other time Eric had seen the dog act like this was during a storm. Scrap hated high winds, and when the house creaked against a gale, Scrap would go into a fit of barking with no specific target to vent his fury upon. He acted like that now, even though the wind was calm.
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				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 22:50:00</strong>
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				"There's nothing out here." Eric told the dog as he finally decided following it was pointless. "Just trees, trees, and more trees...why are you still going nuts?" He added as he began dragging the dog back toward the house. "I know...I'll take you to town, then you'll see nothing is wrong...we might even find Grammy." He said as he lead Scrap to his car. He knew the dog hated being alone, and so wouldn't just leave him in the house. Besides he might tear something up in his frenzy. <br><br>After coralling the dog into the car he started it and backed out of the drive way and headed toward old town. Grammy loved the antique shops there.
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 23:16:17</strong>
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				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>The dog settled down in the car, though it might have been more from the animal being spent than actually calming. Still, he looked alert and paced the back seat as Eric drove.<br><br>A dirt road led from Grammy's house out onto a single lane blacktop that wended through the forest. Eric's car jostled until he made it to the asphalt, allowing him to pick up a little speed. Occasionally he passed dirt road turn offs, paths to other houses nestled in the woods. <br><br>As he came near one of these turnoffs he saw a girl standing by the side of the road. She waved to him as soon as she saw the car, her face tense and motions frantic as if she were looking for help.<br><br>Eric pulled over, lowering the passenger side window.<br><br>"Hey, thanks for stopping!" the girl said. She looked maybe twenty, fresh-faced with dark brown hair. <br><br>(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHuBM57v13E/SKunpE8vhCI/AAAAAAAACsE/rY_rFLMirIw/s400/Mary_Elizabeth_Winstead_gorgeous.jpg)<br><br>Eric could tell the girl was troubled, but she seemed unsure where to start. "I don't suppose you can give me a ride into town, can you?"<br><br>Eric could see the house she must have come from, it wasn't set too far back from the road. He saw a car and truck parked beside it.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 23:25:26</strong>
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				Eric wondered why she hadn't simply taken one of the vehicles next to the house. "Um....sure, I was headed that way anyway." He said as he leaned over and opened the passenger side door from the inside. "I don't suppose your family is missing too are they?" He asked after she was in the car, nervousness creeping into his voice.<br><br>The woman's actions told him something was wrong, he assumed it was the same something that was wrong at his Grammy's house.
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				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 00:30:55</strong>
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				"Hey... HEY!" Jack calls out before waving over to the possible couple, heading over and just noticing that the flint lock pistol is in his summer jacket pocket for the early morning cold mist, which he expected to be seeing right now but apparently wasn't. "Huh... oh yeah, ran out of room in my bags and i didn't want to break it." He says to himself before turning his head back to the two people, walking torwards them and then putting his hands in his pockets. "Is there something going on today?"
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 00:54:54</strong>
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				<strong>Eric</strong><br>With a nervous smile, the girl got in and closed the door. As soon as Eric asked his question, though, her smile slipped and she looked at him funny, like he had just moved from "nice guy" category to "potential serial killer" in her head. <br><br>"How would you know about that?" she asked tensely, her hand still on the door handle.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br>The couple turns toward Jack as he hails them, approaching across the street. The pair are young, no more than twenty-five, and definitely seem like an attached couple.<br><br>(http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/PHT/PHT288/young-couple-street_~PAA280000032.jpg)<br><br>The guy grinned at Jack and shrugged melodramatically. "I dunno! We were just wondering the same thing," he said, glancing at the redhead beside him.<br><br>She smiled, finding it all very funny. "Maybe there's a festival at the docks we weren't invited to," she said, with a look on her face that said, "who knows what the fuck they do around here."<br><br>"Glad to see you though, man," the guy said. "Was beginning to think we slipped into the Twilight Zone. My name's Desmond." He extended his hand to shake with Jack. "And this is Rene."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 01:02:41</strong>
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				"I was thinking that as well, but the Starbucks is closed and there's no new newspapers in the stands so maybe the event might have started earlier this morning or something like that," He says, shaking the male's hand before tipping an imaginary hat to the female. "Jackson, but everyone i know calls me jack." With a turn to his truck he looks back to them. "I've got a truck by the coffee shop and if you don't mind sitting in the back while i drive you can keep a lookout for other people who might still be in town while we drive to the docks."
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 03:50:59</strong>
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				<strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Desmond glanced at Rene briefly before shaking his head. "No, thanks Jack. We were thinking of driving out of town for the day anyway," he said. "The B&amp;B was her idea."<br><br>Rene scowled at Desmond and gave him a playful slap on the shoulder. "Fine," she said. "Such a romantic."<br><br>Desmond was all grins as he held his hands up in defense. The pair walked to a red Nissan parked at the curb, Desmond activating the clicker on his keychain to unlock the doors. Rene opened the passenger door and got in as Desmond opened his and paused.<br><br>"I had no idea this town would be so dead," he said to Jack, leaning against the car door and giving the street a searching look.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 04:55:56</strong>
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				Seeing her react the way she did was unnerving. He had never hurt anyone in his life and now she was looking at him like he killed someone. "My grandmother is gone too." Eric explained nervously. "Scrap there has been freaking out all morning." He added, motioning to the dog in the back seat. "I don't know what's going on but I have a very bad feeling about it." Eric didn't think to introduce himself. His mind was buzzing trying to figure out what was going on. <br><br>Eric gave her a moment to decide weather she wanted the ride or not before continueing toward Old town.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 05:33:55</strong>
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				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>The girl glanced back at the dog, then at Eric, and relaxed some, as if thinking anyone traveling with a terrier wouldn't also have a bloody axe in the trunk. She brushed a lock of hair from her forehead and sighed, smiling at Eric.<br><br>"Sorry. Yeah, a little on edge here," she said. "I'm just in town staying with a friend. I wake up this morning, and she's gone, her folks are gone. I'm figuring, maybe they went downtown, and just didn't tell me. Maybe they thought I'd sleep ... all day, I don't know."<br><br>Scrap chose this moment to vacate the back seat and leap into the newcomer's lap. The girl patted the dog's head immediately, much to Scrap's delight.<br><br>"So, you're grandmother is gone, too. I'm sorry about that," she said sympathetically. "Maybe we should just go to Old Town, then, see if everyone is there."
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				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 06:28:16</strong>
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				"Yeah...I know how you feel." Eric admitted. He's been on edge since he woke up. "So...you're from out of town?" He asked, trying to make idle conversation as he resumed his already planned course. <br><br>He mentally noted the fact that they had that in common. Though Scraps change in behavior helped calm his tension, something still felt off. It was too quiet. At first he didn't notice because of the barking dog. But now that he thought about it. He hadn't heard a single bird all morning. <br><br>He turned on the radio to try and break the eerie silence.
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				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 06:45:02</strong>
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				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Turning on the radio got only static. No matter what station he turned the dial to, there was nothing but static to be found. Eventually, Eric had to give up.<br><br>"There's no signal on my cell phone, either," the girl said, holding a phone in her hand. "I tried to call Susie ... my friend ... earlier. Oh! By the way, my name is Rachel Downey!"<br><br>As Eric drove toward town the trees thinned out and more houses and buildings were visible. He saw no other traffic on the road and not a soul stirring in their yards. Looking up at the sky showed there were no birds to be found, either.<br><br>"This is getting creepy," Rachel said. Scrap was still in her lap and she held him tightly.<br><br>Eric turned onto Biscay Blvd., Old Town's main street. Usually, even though the hour was early, the street would be fairly busy with shopkeepers opening up and the first customers stopping by. The street was dead quiet, though.<br><br>"Look!" Rachel cried, pointing, but Eric had already seen it. Down the road was a man standing in the street talking to another man leaning against the open door of a red car.<br><br>[FYI, the guy in the road, obviously, is Jack. Eric, please hold off on posting until Jack has had a chance to respond to Desmond, if he wishes. Also, Jack, the sound of an approaching car is easy to hear so you and Desmond will both notice Eric's car tuning onto the street a few blocks down.]
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 18:24:25</strong>
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				"It isn't," he says back to Desmond in a quiet voice to not alarm his girlfriend. "See if you can get out of town and report this to anyone you can find. I'll stay back here and get whoever else I can find, though if you run into trouble I'll need to know as well, so just call my cell if something happens." Jack was obviously getting paranoid, though he quickly wrote down his number and handed it to Desmond. "I've been beginning to think that there's something more than a dead town going on Desmond, be wary and stay careful."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 20:03:48</strong>
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				<strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Desmond gives Jack a funny look, like he assumes the man is joking. When Desmond realizes he isn't, his smile fades. Still, he takes the number. "Yeah, all right," he says soberly, getting into the car.<br><br>As he starts the motor, he notices the car up the street. "Maybe you can find something out from these people. I'm sure nothing too weird is going on here," he said through the open window, then pulled away from the curb.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>The red car pulls away from the curb, heading toward Eric and Rachel. As it passes you on the road, the car slows, the young driver inside giving Eric a searching look as he goes by. In his rearview mirror, Eric sees the car make a turn, heading inland.<br><br>The other man is still standing in the street, alone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 20:07:21</strong>
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				(man i love different perceptions of the same event)<br><br>Jackson couldn't help but watch as the couple drove away, though while looking to the one coming down the street he walks to his truck, opening up the door just in case he would need a quick exit. With a foot on the holder he stands up and waves just in case the car didn't notice him before, wondering what sort of event is going on, and enjoying that at least some people aren't missing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 22:39:43</strong>
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				"That's weird." Eric said as he flipped through station upon station of static before just turning off the radio. When the woman mentioned her cell phone in reminded Eric of his. He dug it out of his pocket to see if his was able to get a signal. He attempted to call his parents, with no luck. "That's weird, we aren't too far from the town's cell tower..." He said thoughtfully. "Here, try calling yourself." He said as he handed her his phone. This was more than just a trick to try and get her number, he wanted to see if the problem was that there was no signal, or if it was that signals couldn't leave or enter town. <br><br>"Oh...right...sorry...I'm Eric." He said after Rachel introduced herself. <br><br>As they moved through the abandonded street Eric's bad feeling returned. "Yeah....usually this town is anything but creepy." He said as he scanned the streets for people. Rachel's sudden cry of 'look!' startled him making him jump in his seat. "Hey...people." He said as he realized why she screamed like that. "Looks like they're leaving town." He said, thinking out loud as he watched the car turn. There was only one way in or out of town, and it was that way.<br><br>Eric pulled into a parking space next to Jack's truck and climbed out of his car to talk to the man. "Hey....um....Do you have any idea where everyone is?" He asked, though he already knew the answer was no. It looked like the other man was about to ask him the same question.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 22:58:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You too?" he asks and sits on his truck's driver seat. "I've been getting nothing from everyone today, and that couple who just drove off were heading out of town to see if it's just with this town or something." Jack looked a little more into the car and saw the woman, though put his attention back to the man who was talking to him. "I just have the feeling that it's going to get worse, but then again i'm just a little bit paranoid." he smiles a little nervously, looking around to see if there's anything else nearby.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 01:42:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Jack and Eric talk, you suddenly hear a tinny tune, followed by the cheery lyrics of, "Pick it up, Muthafucka! Pick it up, Muthafucka!"<br><br>Rachel is standing in the street, holding two cell phones and looking shamefaced. "Ah shit, my stupid brother programed that in my phone and I can't get rid of it," she said, frantically punching a button on her phone. She smiled at Eric, handing his phone back to him. "You were right. I can call myself, on your phone. So local calls work."<br><br>The girl frowned then. "Then, how come I couldn't reach my friend? Unless she left town ..."<br><br>She was so distracted by the phone issue, she barely registered Jack's presence. <br><br>Jack and Eric were both facing Rachel, which is why she couldn't see what happened next, though they could.<br><br>Apparently from the sky itself, a scintillating blue column of light, like a beam, strikes down somewhere in the town. Eric and Jack can see the beam clearly, which appears to be touching down a few miles to the north-east, though they can't tell for sure. The sight of the thing is surreal because there is no sound at all associated with it. Just there, behind Rachel and far away, is a beam of blue light descending from on high. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 03:14:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've had a bad feeling all morning. I have no idea what is going on here, but something is definitely wrong." Eric said, with Jack. <br><br>Eric took his phone back, and was deep in thought. "But where did she go? Where did the entire town go?....and why aren't we with them?" Eric asked, voicing his own thoughts. It was then that he saw the beam pierce through the sky and touch down. "What the?...do you see that?" He asked pointing toward it. He had no idea what the beam was, but the many late nights browsing around on conspiracy theory web sites led him to believe it was aliens.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 21:48:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rachel looked up, then turned to see the beam. "What the hell is that?" she asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 02:31:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know but I'm going to find out," he says and closes his truck door, turning over the engine and peeling out to get to the beam of light, maybe there might be something that would help him there. If not, at least it might explain something or at least take him to where the others have gone. While he's driving he laughs to himself lightly, the ring tone just causing himself to laugh since he never heard anything like that. "Ah... i should get one like that."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 03:05:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait! I don't think thats..." Eric began, but Jack closed the door and headed off before he could finish his scentence. He looked at Rachel nervously. "Should we follow him?" He asked, looking back toward the pillar of light, and Jack's retreating truck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 07:12:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Jack sped down Biscay Blvd., leaning forward to get a good look out the windshield at the beam. He made a left turn down a street that seemed likely to head in the same direction when the light suddenly disappeared from the sky. One moment it was there, and the next it was gone.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Rachel shook her head, her expression concerned. "I ... I don't know. What if it's ... radioactive or something," she said, though she didn't sound too sure of anything.<br><br>Jack's truck had just turned a corner down the street when the beam suddenly vanished from the sky as though it had never been.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 07:25:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack slams on the emergency brake before releasing it and turning the wheel as he almost drove into another car and he's making his own attempt to get out of the way. "Shit!" he yells out and closes his eyes, the tail end of his truck clipping the parked car and sending his truck spinning from it's attempt to drift the majority out of the way. His attention was distracted when he was leaning over the wheel slightly and then noticing the light wasn't there anylonger, his corner going wider than he wanted to take it and causing such a collision. After a few seconds of spinning his truck comes to a stop, and he sighs while relaxing against the back of his seat, his adrenaline causing his eyes to stay shocked wide open as the rest of him begins to feel the strain of being constantly aware. "I realy hope this is a dream..." he says to himself before his sense of vertigo dissapears, opening up his door and looking to the side of his truck and noticing the broken rear wheel well as well as a nice and bent tire inside of it. "<em>Realy</em> hope this is a dream."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 07:33:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Jack</strong><br><br>As Jack examines his messed up truck, he hears the sound of running feet. He has only seconds to register this when a young blonde girl comes running out of an alley between a pair of shops. She is breathing hard and looks thoroughly freaked out.<br><br>She turns and sees Jack, her eyes wide and frightened. "Where is everyone!" she yells, running toward the startled man until she slams into him, knocking him back against the side of his truck.<br><br>The girl, who can't be more than seventeen or eighteen, is completely panicked. She grips Jack's shirt like she can pull the answers out of him. "Where is everyone! Where!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 07:54:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson couldn't help but be shocked at the sudden burst of a teenager rushing up to him and can't help but try to breathe when slammed into. "Gah!" he utters out and when shaked he throws a relfexing pair of hands to her mouth and the other to her cheak. "Shut up and let me breathe!" he yells before catching his breath, almost feeling his lungs burst from using the last of his air to do so. Once he regains his breath he lets go of her mouth and cheak. "There's a couple of people just down that street, and another couple headed inland to see if there was anything going on. Now, i don't know where anyone else is, and i was here to see what this beam of light coming from the sky was about."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 17:04:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric cringed when he heard the squealing tires followed by the sound of a collision. "That's why speed limits were invented." He said, surprised Jack had managed to crash when he was the only one driving on the road. He began walking toward his car. "Come on, let's go check on him, and make sure he isn't hurt." Eric said to Rachel before climbing into the car and starting the engine.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 18:16:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric and Rachel drove down the street and turned the corner, surprised to find Jack standing beside his car struggling with a young woman. As Eric pulled to a stop, the girl stepped back from Jack. She was crying and looked to be extremely upset.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 18:34:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric climbed out of the car and walked over to them, careful to not intermediate the girl. "Are you alright?" He asked Jack. Once it was clear Jack was uninjured he turned his attention to the girl. "I know things don't look good, but it's not the end of the world..." He said to the obviously freaked out girl. *I hope* he mentally added. Things did have that 'Left Behind' type of vibe. "We're all a little weirded out, but we need to stay calm. Freaking out isn't exactly going to help." He said, offering a slight smile. Though smiling at a time like this was probably inappropriate, he did so simply to indicate no one here meant her any harm.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 19:11:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The blonde girl made a visible effort to control herself, looking from one person to the next. If nothing else, she now knows she's not alone.<br><br>Another beam of blue light appeared, in the same general direction as the first but more toward the West. The girl turned and saw this, and what modicum of calm she had gained dissolved in an instant.<br><br>"Oh my God, what is that? What is that!" she said, pointing toward it. Apparently, she hadn't seen the first one.<br><br>"We don't know," Rachel said softly, gazing at the light.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 19:36:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah...that's what Speed Racer here was off to figure out." Eric said, motioning toward Jack to clarify who he was talking about. "That makes the second one we've seen. For all I know it's some sort of alien abduction beam." He said as he watched the light. That theory at least offered some explination as to where everyone was, though he found it quite likely he was wrong.<br><br>He made no attempt to speed off toward it as Jack had the first. He thought it quite likely this one would vanish long before they got to its origin as well. "What ever it is, I doubt it can hurt us from way over there." He said, trying to calm the girl down again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 03:59:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Here he comes," Jackson says to himself when he sees the light, wondering if maybe the girl who semi-attacked him somehow was related to the light since she was in the general area. "Ever think that maybe it's not to take people away, but to put them back?" he looks around to the man and then to the girl, then noticing her gaze and looking to the light again. "How about let's worry about the light when we have a little more information, since from my viewpoint maybe it's not a bad thing, or it marks something for us... why not wait for a few seconds or minutes and see if it dissapears?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 04:43:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stay here and wait for it to go away....sounds like a solid plan to me." Eric said, just happy Jack didn't ask to borrow his car to chase after the new light. He sighed as he watched it, trying hard to come up with an alternate explination to the light than his alien theory. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 05:03:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just so you know, i'm only reckless with what i own, not someone elses equipment," Jackson says with a smile, giving a small salute before jumping into the back of his truck, rummaging through the box before taking his emergency dufflebag out of the luggage. "Well, at least i come rather prepared for alot of situations, though mostly for mechanical situations... doubt that i'll be much help at the moment."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 05:38:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The blonde teenager stood by tensely, her eyes glued to the blue light as though she expected it to turn into something horrible. Instead, after less than a minute, the beam winked out like the one before it had.<br><br>"And there it goes," Rachel said with a sigh. "Whatever it is. What do we do now?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 05:41:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I vote for getting to the highest standing ground around and seeing if there might be a pattern to where the lights are located, or to go to the light and see if there's anyone else nearby like this girl here," Jackson says and jumps down from the back, his emergency bag on his shoulder before squatting down slightly. "Sorry for earlier, but i'm Jackson." he says to everyone in the area, though at regular language.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 05:46:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm Rachel," Rachel said, raising her hand slightly as though she were in class.<br><br>"Stephanie. I'm Stephanie," the teenager said, sniffling. She looked tense, though more calm than before.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 06:03:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Here yah go Stephanie," Jackson says and gives her his morning summer jacket, since the comfort from it's warmth might be able to manage to calm her down. "Nice to meet the both of you, though i believe it'd be better to find something worth looking at before we do anything else."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 06:14:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The teen accepted the jacket with a small "thank you," pulling it tightly about her.<br><br>"Maybe we should just get in a car and drive out of town," Rachel said. "This place is giving me the creeps, and those lights aren't helping. Eric here has a car," she said, turning a hopeful look to Eric.<br><br>"Yeah. Yeah, maybe that's a good idea," Stephanie said.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 06:16:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd offer mine but it's in the shop," Jackson smiles and jokes, knowing that the only thing to do at the time is to lighten the mood.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 08:17:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"...and I'm Eric." Eric said, introducing himself after everyone else had. He was still looking in the direction of the strange light, even though it had vanished. "I wouldn't feel right about just abandoning my grandmother like that..." Eric said in response to Rachel as he finally tore his attention away from where the light had been and looked at her. "But....what else can we do?" He asked hypothetically as he thought on his options. "I...I guess leaving is better than dissapearing like everyone else." He said, finally reaching a conclusion. "Besides, we might be able to find some help outside of town."<br><br>He got back in his car and waited for the others to get in as well. "That's Scrap by the way." He said, introducing the terrier in the back seat. "Don't worry, he doesn't bite." He said with a slight smile. As if anyone would be afraid of a terrier. Once everyone was in the car he headed for the only road out of Biscay Sound.<br><br>Again the car seemed to fill with an annoying silence. "I would turn on the radio, but something seems to be jamming incomeing signals." He informed those that weren't already aware of that fact.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 08:43:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There seemed nothing more that could be done besides piling into Eric's car, so Eric, Jack, Rachel, Stephanie, and Scrap hit the road. The atmosphere was awkward, with four strangers, all tense, jammed together.<br><br>As Eric finished his statement about jammed signals, Jack's cell phone began to ring as if to prove Eric a liar.<br><br>"Hey, his phone's ringing! It's ringing!" Stephanie squealed from the back seat. Rachel sat beside her, holding Scrap in her lap, with Eric behind the wheel and Jack riding shotgun.<br><br>Jack answered his phone and at first heard what he thought was static, but realized it was the sound of someone crying. "Jack? Jack, is that you?" a woman's voice asked. It took Jack a second to recognize it as Rene's, the girl he had met about a half-hour before with Desmond.<br><br>"Jack, please help, please," Rene said, sobbing into the phone as she talked. "We're on the highway, and ... Oh God, my phone's about to die! Desmond's hurt bad, there's so much blood. Jack, we didn't see it! We didn't ..." and the call ends.<br><br>Even though Jack has only been in town for a short time, he's aware that everyone refers to the main road in and out of Biscay as the "highway," the same road they were traveling along right then.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 16:48:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson was casual until he remembered the recently heard voice, and the fear in her tone brought him to be indecisive on what to do next. "Eric, you remember that couple that I was talking to earlier? They were on their way out on the highway and something happened... Rene's in trouble, and Desmond is injured. Whaveter happened watch where you're driving and what's around yah," Jack says before closing his phone, checking the battery to see that it was at two bars. "Calm down Steph, local calling is probably the only signal that we can get."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 22:38:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, we passed them in old town." Eric responded to Jack's question, recalling the couple he was talking about. Eric looked grim when he returned his full attention to the road. He had no way of knowing where they were along the road, but had a hunch they were near the sign with the sail boats. That was, after all, officially where the town ended. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 23:06:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stephanie sat back in her seat, her elation at contact from the outside world deflated. Rachel gave her a sympathetic pat on the arm.<br><br>The car continued cruising ahead along the highway, flanked to either side by forest and the occasional road branching off to a house or small business. The further they got from the center of town, the less they saw. However, it only took about twenty minutes to reach the border, where the welcome sign featuring sail boats rested to the side of the road.<br><br>As Eric had thought, there was the sign ahead, and there was the red car.<br><br>It was stopped in the middle of the road, steam rising from its crumpled hood. Whatever it had crashed into was gone, as the road before it was clear.<br><br>As Eric drives closer, everyone can see a woman sitting on the asphalt near the rear of the car. She stands up as she hears you approach. Even at a distance you can tell she's hurt by the way she leans against the trunk for support. As Eric pulls to a stop, the blood streaking down the side of her face is visible.<br><br>"Please help!" Rene said, still leaning against her ruined car. "Desmond's inside. I can't get him out!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 23:12:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hang on Rene!" he calls out and yanks his dufflebag free from the seat, running over and skidding to the side of the car before dropping the bag and checking through it to see what he'd need to get Desmond free. A small hack saw for the safety belt, and then using whatever else could help to get the injured man free. "If only I didn't crash my truck..." he mutters to himself, knowing that if four crammed into <br>Eric's car was small an injured man and his Rene would be needing them to boot someone out for sure. Once Jackson gets Desmond free, he examines the wounds and applies bandages and splints along with ointments where possible, then seeing to Rene and making sure that the two are alright. <em>Huh... all those temporary job positions realy do pay off in a crisis...</em> he thinks to himself before checking over the hood of the car, wondering what made it crumble up like that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 23:25:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				[OOC: Gonna have to hold on a minute there, Jack. Let's just go with you getting to the car to check on Desmond.]<br><br>Jack makes it to the car first, seeing the driver's side door open. Desmond is wedged inside, the dash board pressed forward crushing into him. Jack can see that the man is alive, though there is a lot of blood. At least one leg, maybe both, are broken.<br><br>To get Desmond out will require some fairly serious dismantling of the car, perhaps removing the driver's seat. This is the kind of job where rescue workers would probably use the Jaws of Life, but that item is lacking at the moment. <br><br>With the tools at hand, Jack estimates he can have the man free in an hour, maybe two.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 23:29:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(kay)<br><br>"Hm..." Jackson says to himself whilst thinking of how he would be taking the car apart, knowing that the frame would be keeping him from using anything easy. He still gets to work on getting the seat belt out of the way, wondering that maybe he could pull the seat back and take off the back bracers to just pull Desmond out. Then again that might be a realy bad idea. "Any of you know how car seats are manufactured?" he calls to the car while at least tending to Desmond's wounds that he can reach.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 23:57:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After getting out of the car, Eric examined the road for traces of what ever had stopped the car with such force before turning to stare at the sign thoughtfully. Whatever was happening was contained within the town, that much seemed obvious. But the question of 'What the hell is going on?' still remained, and was even more puzzleing now.<br><br>"What did you hit?" He asked Rene as he tore his attention from the sign, hoping she had another piece to this puzzle. He didn't ask about here injuries because there wasn't much he could do about them. He fixed computers, not people.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 00:01:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"She told me on the phone," Jackson says whilst trying to get the car apart enough for Desmond to get out of it. "She didn't see it, and I doubt that Desmond didn't either or he probably wouldn't have been hit like this..." Jack pinches his tools between the seat and the car's frame before throwing the one that did come out into the ground, feeling frustrated due to the fact that he feels almost useless even if he can help here and there. He doesn't want to be the 'jack of all trades' he just wants to help these people. <em>If only there was an easier way to get him out, and everyone from this town... or to reverse what happened...</em> he thinks to himself, partly punching the frame of the car before picking up the tool he threw into the ground.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 00:30:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack works on freeing Desmond, though he can tell it's going to take longer than he thought. Some of the metal around the bolts is bent, making removing them difficult. Desmond moans, teetering on the edge of consciousness.<br><br>Rene stays near the rear of the car, her face a mask of pain and fear as she softly cries. She looks at Eric, and shakes her head. "No. It's not that I <em>didn't</em> see it. You <em>can't</em> see it," she said, pointing toward the front of the car.<br><br>Eric looks forward, and doesn't see anything on the road before the car. He walks forward to examine the hood when he slams into something hard, making him back pedal a few steps.<br><br>Eric puts his hands forward and feels a barrier there, something that feels like warm glass but is completely unseen. He runs his hands across the surface, and to the others he looks like a mime practicing his art, because there is nothing there, but there is.<br><br>"What are you doing?" Rachel asked, taking a few steps forward.<br><br>Eric can tell that the invisible barrier at least covers the road, and is obviously what the car hit. When he touches it, though, there is no visible indication that it exists.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 00:36:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What do you mean?" Jackson asks and looks up, seeing Eric touching the barrier and wondering what the hell is going on. "Alright... maybe those beams weren't putting people in here..." He says to himself and returns to trying to remove the car's seat and part of the frame with what little and weak tools he has.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 01:33:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've....never seen anything like this..." Eric said as he examined the strange barrier. Indeed, he didn't even see what he was examineing. "How can something be dense enough to stop a car, and yet be invisible?" He asked no one in particular as he ran his hand over the strange surface.<br><br>"So...the town is cut off by an invisible wall?" He asked, continueing to think out loud as he took a step back. "None of you live here do you?" He asked. His question would seem out of the blue, but was part of his reasoning process. Whatever was happening was effecting the town. A town that they weren't a part of. He already knew Rachel was just visiting a friend, and Jack's accent made it obvious he wasn't from around here. It was the only common link between them he could think of.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 01:58:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm here for a cheerleading competition," Stephanie said, eyeing the unseen wall with apprehension and coming no closer.<br><br>Rachel walked up beside Eric and put her hand to the barrier, running her fingertips across it. "What the hell is going on?" she breathed, looking at him with wonder.<br><br>"Look!" Stephanie cried, pointing. <br><br>Back toward town there was another beam of blue light, then a second. For a short while, both beams blazed at the same time, then winked out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 03:17:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson couldn't look due to his attention for the automotive vehicle which needs what he can give it. "Man i realy wish i could look," he says to himself and breaks off one of his tools, taking out a replacement from the bag behind him and tossing the broken one to the side. "Desmond, talk to Rene. We need your mind to keep thinking so then i can get some motion out of you when we get you out of here." Jack says and looks to Rene. "Rene, keep him talking, it'll act as a status for his situation."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 03:39:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric looked back at the two lights. He quickly dug his cell phone out of his pocket and snapped a picture of them before the dissapeared. He's not too sure why, but it seemed like the thing to do. Maybe he could use the picture to locate their origins, or use photo processing software to sharpen the image and identify what exactly they are. Either way, at least he would have some evidence of the strange occurances around town today.<br><br>"It's just those lights again." Eric said, informing Jack of what he was missing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 06:12:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rene came forward, getting as close as she could while Jack worked. "It's okay, baby," Rene said to Desmond. "Everything's going to be okay."<br><br>For his own part, Desmond mumbled an unintelligible response, his eyes rolling, though he seemed to respond to her voice.<br><br>There was nothing to do but wait for Jack to finish on the car. Rachel experimentally picked up a few rocks and tossed them at the invisible barrier. The stones bounced off of it, like they would a brick wall, without any other effect.<br><br>After about an hour, the seat Desmond was pinned in gave a sharp twang as Jack freed the last crucial bolt. Desmond slid back a few inches, enough to remove him from the car. Rene helped, gently taking the injured man from the vehicle and laying him on the asphalt, a balled up shirt serving as a pillow.<br><br>Desmond's legs were bloody. From his left shin, bone jutted from his skin, a compound fracture. His chest was also heavily bruised, possibly indicating internal damage. Rene knelt over him, trying to keep from crying.<br><br>"What are we gonna do?" Stephanie began to wail. "This guy needs a hospital, and we can't get out!" The sight of so much blood was having a negative effect on the teenager, who was holding on by just a thread.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 21:09:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know what we are going to do..." Eric said with a sigh. It was likely none of them actually had medical training, and escaping the town posed its own problem. "I don't have enough room in my car for all of us...and that guy's going to need to lay across the entire back seat. "I can make two trips...drop Rene and him off at the clinic and come back for everyone else." He offered, the clinic at least had pain killers. If anyone else had a better idea he was eager to hear it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 21:22:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rachel nodded to Eric's plan. "Okay, I'll stay here with Stephanie and Jack then. And Scrap, of course," she said, ruffling the fur of the little terrier she held.<br><br>"You willing to look out for us?" she asked Jack.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 22:19:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm going to need help getting him in the car." Eric said as he opened the back passenger door of his car, then walked over to the injured man.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 23:24:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There we go," Jackson says to himself outloud while pulling Desmond free. While the others were deciding what to do he was writing down on a piece of paper what sort of medicine would help, as well as precautions to take when transporting Desmond. "I only had a small amount of medical training, but even then nothing more than a first year for medical technician. What I <em>do</em> know is that you'll need a few of these items ready, as well as a splint for his legs." When he's asked if he would be willing he gives a smile and stands up straight. "Why not? The time we would have to wait for would give us a chance to compare notes so far, but I doubt that anything major will come from it. Oh Eric," He says and turns to look to the driver. "Drive slow, and make sure that his legs aren't dangled at all when transporting him."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 00:47:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Handling Desmond as carefully as possible, Eric and Jack carry him to the car. Desmond cries out a few times as they hoist him inside, Rene cringing with each moan. Notes in hand, Rene in the passenger seat, Eric drives away with the injured man in his back seat.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>"Well, it's just us now," Rachel said, standing in the middle of the road with Jack and Stephanie. Scrap barked a few times at the retreating car, but remained in Rachel's arms.<br><br>As the sound of the car dwindled away, the forest grew very quiet. It was so quiet, in fact, that it was creepy, like you're standing on a sound stage. There are no birds chirping, no crunching sounds in the underbrush. The only sound is a light blowing of the wind.<br><br>"I don't like this," Stephanie said, wrapping her arms about her tightly as though she were cold.<br><br>It was about 11 am in the morning and the sun was shining in an otherwise beautiful day.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Rene sat tensely in the passenger seat, twisted around watching Desmond as Eric drove. Eric had started becoming accustomed to the lack of people and didn't even look much anymore for pedestrians or people in their yards; there just weren't any.<br><br>"We're on our honeymoon," Rene said suddenly, still looking at Desmond. "He didn't want to come here, but it was my idea." She looked at him wistfully, her eyes red from crying.<br><br>Eric had passed the Biscay Medical Clinic at some point in his stay and thought he would remember where to find it. He drove through the forest, passed the outskirts of Old Town, heading toward the business district. Soon he found himself among more modern buildings, some quite flashy. Eric had to turn down a number of streets, fishing for the clinic.<br><br>As he drove down one Boulevard he was met with a strange sight. An apartment building had a large chunk taken out of its side, as though an explosion had occurred. Some debris was scattered on the street, but as Eric drew closer, slowing down, he didn't see any scorch marks or flames. Instead, the building looked strangely warped around the point of damage, as though the place had been made of plastic and melted partially.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 00:57:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah... oh do you have Eric's number?" Jack asks after they drove off, just now thinking of something that would help the group out. "Either way, I believe we could rummage around the car, see if we can't get anything from it while we wait." Jackson looks at his broken tools and then goes to get his screwdriver while taking an applier and beginning to pick the lock to the trunk if able, seeing if he could get anything that would help from the car by scavenging what he could. "Remind me to pay Desmond back when we get out of here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 02:25:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Jack</strong><br><br>"Hrmm, I didn't think of that," Rachel said, in answer to Jack's question about Eric's cell phone number.<br><br>Jack worked on the trunk, trying to get it to open. He managed to scratch up the lock pretty good, but he couldn't make it give way.<br><br>There were a few nicknacks inside the car, a hairbrush, some loose change, but nothing that looked exceptionally helpful.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 04:39:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC: Rachel would have Eric's number, she called herself from his phone so it would be saved in the phone's recent calls list. Wasn't sure if "Didn't think of that" meant no, so figured I'd remind you of that little fact.&nbsp; :))<br><br>"I can understand why you chose it. It's usually a really lovely town. Quite romantic in the evenings." Eric said, trying to improve Rene's mood with a little conversation after she mentioned their honeymoon. "What ever is happening here isn't your fault, so don't blame yourself..." He added, after seeing her puffy eyes.<br><br>"Could have sworn it was around here somewhere..." Eric said appologetically to Rene as he searched for the clinic. He had been treated there only once and that was ten years ago, so the place wasn't exactly commited to his memeory. "What the hell?" Eric asked as they approached the damaged building. Eric stopped next to the building and examined the hole for a moment, then directed his attention to the debris in the road to see if it was possible to manuver around.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 05:56:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				[Actually, I forgot about that ... or perhaps Rachel just didn't think of it&nbsp; ;D ]<br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>The rubble in the street was just bits and pieces of building, no problem to drive around. Rene stared out the window as they passed. "What in the hell ...?" she whispered.<br><br>Eric turned down the next block, and there was the medical clinic. The building was two-stories tall and had an ample parking lot, which was empty at the moment. Parking the car, he checked the building and found the automatic front doors opened for him. The interior was well-lit, but empty.<br><br>Eric found a gurney and Rene helped place Desmond on it, Eric wheeling him into the medical clinic. It was strange being in a place that was usually busy, when it wasn't.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 06:15:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After seeing to it that Desmond was safely delivered to one of the vacant examination rooms in the medical clinic he turned to Rene. "I guess I should go get the others now...you should be alright here by yourself..." He said, letting his voice trail off. "Don't worry, I won't get lost again, we'll be back soon." He added before leaving the woman with her injured husband.<br><br>He pulled out his cell phone and called Rachel to give her a status report. "Hey Rachel, I just dropped the couple off and am heading your way now..." He informed her once she answered. "On the way in we passed this building...and, well...you'll see it for yourself I guess." He added as he climbed into his car. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 06:27:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Eric left Rene to tend to Desmond, made his call to Rachel, who seemed happy to hear from him, and got into his car. He pulled out of the clinic parking lot, feeling much more assured as to where he was going now. He steered through the streets of Biscay's business district, heading toward the highway, when he began to feel a strange sensation.<br><br>Before he could put his finger on it, his car was suddenly bathed in bright, blue brilliance. This might have astounded Eric, had it not been for the blinding pain that assailed him. Eric screamed as he clutched his head, the car careening out of control. It felt to Eric as though his entire body was on fire, burning through his skin, nerves and right through to his bones.<br><br>The car jumped the curb and rolled to a stop. Eric reactively reached for the door, to try and escape the pain, and rolled out of his car onto the asphalt, where he blacked out.<br><br>Eric blinked, finding himself staring up at the sky. The pain was gone, and for a moment he thought it had all been a dream. When he sat up, though, he found he was lying in the street, one leg still inside the car as he lay where he had tumbled out. Clambering to his feet, his eyes grew round as he looked in his car.<br><br>The driver's seat was flattened and distorted, as if it had melted. He thought of the building he had seen earlier, and how similar this looked. There was nothing left of his steering wheel, although a plastic-like brown puddle on the floor of his car might have been what was left of it.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Rachel receives a call from Eric, saying mission accomplished and he was on his way back. Rachel smiled at Jack. <br><br>"We're getting out of here, soon," she said in reassurance to Stephanie.<br><br>Less than a minute later, you see another blue column appear, coming from the direction of the new downtown.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 22:57:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took Eric a moment to fully comprehend what just happened to him. "Holy shit..." He said to himself as he replayed the event in his head. He began digging through his pockets for his phone, hoping it wasn't melted like his car.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 04:25:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson pockets the loose change, as well as the hair brush just in case the girls would want to comb themselves later, as well as it would help with making a weave with anything alot easier. His eyes gaze down and spots the blue light just after the cell phone rang, and noticed that it was in the same area where the hospital is. "Oh... man i hope that doesn't do what i think it does..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 05:27:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Eric finds his phone, and it seems to be in perfect condition.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Rachel and Stephanie are staring in concern in the direction the light had come from. Rachel looked at Jack. "If the clinic's where I think it is, that column must have been real close to Eric," she said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 10:13:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric quickly calls Rachel again. "The blue lights aren't abduction beams apparently...I just got hit with one and am still here, hurt like hell and killed my car though." He said, summarizing the event. It was strange, the beam hurt like hell and melted his car and yet he doesn't feel like he had been hurt at all. "I feel fine now, but it will probably take me a while to get back to you..." He said as he looked around for a car. Usually the thought of stealing wouldn't enter his mind, but these were pressing circumstances.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 17:23:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>There are cars parked along the curb, just as you would expect on a typical afternoon. There just weren't any people walking the sidewalks or coming out of the buildings. Biscay's business district was meager compared to most cities, but it was still always busy.<br><br>Not today.<br><br>The only problem for Eric is trying to get a car to open and work for him without a key.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Rachel closed her phone and looked at Jack, her face looking a little shocked. "Eric says a beam hit him, but he's okay. They don't take you away, they just ... wreck your car, I guess." She shrugged, not quite understanding.<br><br>"He doesn't have a car anymore?" Stephanie asked, a note of panic creeping back into her voice.<br><br>"It's okay," Rachel said quickly, though she didn't look like she felt it. "What do you think, Jack? Should we wait here, or walk back? We could probably make it to town in an hour or two. The house I was staying at isn't too far either, we could go there. I just don't know if we should stay here."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 21:40:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric settled for a van, the extra space would be helpful if the entire group needed to move together again. The door was locked and he had no idea how to pick a lock so instead did the easy thing and broke the window with a loose brick. He sweeped all the broken glass out of the seat before climbing in. Once inside the the van he began searching desperately for keys to the van, sometimes people leave them in the vehicle, though sadly that wasn't the case here.<br><br>"Damnit..." He said as he looked at the steering wheel. He didn't really know how to hotwire a vehicle, but had seen it a hundred times on T.V. He exposed the wires beneath the steering wheel and stared at them for a moment, trying to remember that stupid little rhyme he used to hear those punks saying in highschool. "Red to green makes the engine mean." He said it outloud as he remembered. He pulled out his trusty pocket knife, which up untill now had only been used to open the annoying plastic packaging for computer components. He cut the red and green wires with it and began touching the two exposed ends together hoping his attempts would work.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 23:02:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Eric fiddled with the wires beneath the steering column, putting to the test his television wisdom. Connecting the green and red wires did nothing, so he tried some others. Pretty much randomly he touched wires, until by accident, when he put two red wires together, then touched them with the green, he heard the engine give a "chuff" sound. Touching it again, the engine turned over and Eric was in business.<br><br>Proud of himself, he sat up in the seat and put the van in gear. He had just begun to give it some gas when he realized the steering wheel wouldn't turn, it was still locked in place because the ignition couldn't be engaged.<br><br>Eric hit the brakes, feeling frustrated. He smacked the dashboard, and to his surprise saw that he put a dent in it. He touched the dent, and the plastic of the dashboard felt soft. Eric was able to push it in, as though the dash was made out of soft putty. He touched another part of the hard plastic and it rippled beneath his fingers, giving way to his touch.<br><br>With a jolt, Eric realized that he was doing this himself; he was shaping the matter of the car with his touch.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 09:58:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(So I can reshape matter huh? Sounds useful.)<br><br>Eric stared down at his hands and the newly deformed dash board in awe. "This day just gets weirder and weirder." He said to himself as he examined his unintended handy work. He couldn't decide weather he should tell the others or not. He didn't even know if they would believe him...he wasn't quite sure he did.<br><br>His confusion eventually gave way to curiosity. He climbed out of the car and put his hands on the rear tire of the van and focused his thoughts on hard and brittle. He already knew he could soften things, kinda like putty. But could he harden things as well?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 17:33:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>[Yessir. There could be some interesting applications for this ... ]<br><br>Feeling a little strange even to be trying this, Eric put his hands on the tire and thought. Nothing happened. When he thought about changing the tire's shape, though, then it responded to his touch, deforming as the dash board had. Eric noticed that the tire only stayed "soft" as long as he was working it. As soon as he was done, it felt just like a tire again, only in a different shape.<br><br>It was impossible, but there it was. Eric could feel the truth of it, that he was doing this, it wasn't some trick. The blue light had done this to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 18:35:46</strong>
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				"Well if the house you were at isn't that far away, we should try to see if there was anything left there that we could use," Jack said, his scavenging mind at work at the moment. "Wait... call Eric back so he knows what we're doing. Tell him to stay with the couple until we get back into town, if we find a car I could probably hotwire it..." He looks to the one that is just nearby them. "Well... one that isn't mashed up badly."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 20:06:37</strong>
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				<strong>Jack</strong><br><br>"All right," Rachel said, seeming relieved to get out of there. "The house is just down the road, maybe a half-hour walk. I'll call Eric." She pulled out her cell phone and began to dial.<br><br>She didn't finish the call, though, thanks to the area exploding in blue brilliance. Rachel sceamed as she fell back, Jack surrounded by the light from a blue column. The beam was centered right on Jack, the man barely visible inside of it.<br><br>Jack himself hardly knew what was going on, thanks to the intense pain washing through him. He stood in the middle of the road screaming as it felt like his body was being turned inside out. It only lasted about ten seconds, but it was ten seconds of agony.<br><br>The beam disappeared just as suddenly as it came, Jack standing trembling. Rachel and Stephanie stared at him with wide, frightened eyes.<br><br>Jack was suddenly seized by a muscle spasm that rippled through his entire body. He shook from head to toe, then fell back against the ruined car in the road. He clenched at the car with his fingers, and the metal tore like paper. Shaking violently, his arm flung out, striking the car hard enough to make it slide across the road.<br><br>Suddenly the spasm ended and he felt exhausted, sinking to one knee and breathing hard.<br><br>[Yes, you have gained super strength, Jack! Don't assume the level of strength just yet. If you try to use it, post what you are doing and I'll let you know what happens.]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>31-01-2009, 09:36:46</strong>
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				<em>Alright, everything's gonna be al-</em> Jack was thinking to himself before he heard a scream and suddenly everything went blue. "Huh?" was what he could utter out before suddenly engulfed in the pain less than one second after the blue vision started. Mere seconds later, his vision returns though the feeling of peace in his body doesn't due to the pain residing within himself, the spasm a show of what was happening to his innards. "Gah!" Jackson gasps when he tears away the metal before pushing it across the road with the same spasm. Once finished, his knea digs into the asphalt and he pants hard, the pain as well as the feeling of partial control slipping away from him, rendering his mind to be in a near Stephanie state at the moment. "It's... alright... not... dead... yet..." he pants out before taking in a deep breath. <br><br>"Alright... first we need to find a way to keep that from happening again..." he says and straightens up a little more, beginning to stand up and wondering if since he has such strength that maybe it might reach to his legs as well. "Wait, first i'm going to see something... stand back." Jackson says, a glint of hope in his eye as he crouches down. "um... super strength... activate?" he says in a partial question before attempting to jump straight up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>31-01-2009, 17:36:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric didn't even see the blue beam that struck Jack. He was far to busy exploring his own abilites. The van was now useless, in more ways than one. He began looking for another vehilcle, hoping to find one that had keys carelessly left in it. Part of him wanted to go back to the clinic to check on the couple, but he hadn't revieved word from Rachel yet so he wasn't aware of the change in plans, and didn't want to leave them stranded on the highway.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>01-02-2009, 07:25:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Her cell phone laying on the road and forgotten, Rachel gaped at Jack as he struggled to his feet. Stephanie was crouched beside her, eyes big and terrified as though Jack might suddenly explode at any moment.<br><br>And when Jack tested his strength, for a moment she thought he had.<br><br>Jack jumped up, rising a good thirty feet in the air before coming back down with a resounding thud. He felt the shock of landing from such a high drop, but it didn't hurt.<br><br>Rachel stood up, watching Jack. "Jack. What the hell," she said.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Strange new ability or not, Eric needed a car. Along the street he found a few cars that weren't locked, but none had keys waiting conveniently inside of them. As he stood in the street thinking, he heard an interesting sound ... an engine.<br><br>An SUV passed through the intersection half a block down, a dark-haired woman behind the wheel. It crossed the street and disappeared down the next, when Eric heard the squeal of brakes. The SUV reappeared, driving in reverse until it came to a stop in mid intersection, the woman staring out the window down the street at Eric. She paused, eyes assessing Eric as though he might be a threat.<br><br>Then she turned the car and slowly drove down the street toward him, coming to a stop about forty feet from him. "So, there's at least one other person left in town," she said through the open window.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>01-02-2009, 07:31:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack laughed once he noticed he was in midair, his shirt and baggy pants rising up slightly from the momentary zero-gravitation due to the hang time before he lands, glad that it didn't hurt but still falling backwards since he wasn't prepared for such a jump. "Gah!" he calls out and then laughs again. "Oh... oh this is just perfect!" he says and jumps up to his feet, looking to the two of them. "C'mon, if I can jump that high then i'd be strong enough to carry the both of you while running." Jack was good at a multitude of things in everyday life, but was quick to judge what his abilities when they could be based off of luck. "Oh hey, what's Eric's number, just in case."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>01-02-2009, 07:44:37</strong>
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				<strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Rachel just stared at Jack for a moment before registering what he said. "You want to ... carry us?" she said, incredulously. "I don't think so."<br><br>Jack asking about Eric's number made her think of the cell phone, which Rachel retrieved off the asphalt. <br><br>"This is just fucking crazy!" Stephanie cried, looking at the others like she expected them to verify her summary.<br><br>"We have to talk to Eric," Rachel said, calling up his number on her phone and dialing it. "Things just got a whole lot crazier."<br><br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Before Eric could hazard a response to the woman, his cell phone rang. The woman noted this, an eyebrow arching in interest.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>01-02-2009, 07:53:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think he already knows," Jackson smiles and makes a quick skip and step to Stephanie, pulling her in for a comfort hug. "It's going to be alright, since if Eric managed to get hit by the beam, maybe he can do something near insane as what I now can manage." His smile gleams before he lets her down, looking to Rachel. "Make sure to tell him that I've gotten incredibly strong."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>01-02-2009, 10:15:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hold on a moment..." Eric said, to the young woman in the SUV before pulling out his cell phone. "I might of found an alternate ride, hold on a second..." He said into the phone before lowering it to talk to the suv woman again. "Would you mind stopping to pick up my friends, their kind of stranded by the welcome sign on the highway."<br><br>He waited for her response for a moment before raising the phone to his ear to hear what Rachel wanted.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 05:56:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>The woman didn't answer Eric right away as she thought about it. "Sure. I was heading out of town anyway, so I can pick them up. I assume you probably all want out of here as well," she said. The woman had a calculating way of asking that question that struck Eric as odd, as though she were testing him.<br><br>Meanwhile, Rachel was on the other end of the phone, babbling away very excitedly. " ... came down and wham! He's knocking cars around ..." she was saying. As Eric focused his attention on the call, and getting Rachel to make sense, she spelled it out more clearly. Jack had been struck by a beam, just as Eric had, and he had gained super strength.<br><br>The woman in the SUV was watching Eric as he spoke, listening to his end of the conversation with interest. <br><br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Jack's hug reassured Stephanie somewhat, though she took a few steps away from him when he let go, as though she wasn't sure just what he was anymore.<br><br>Rachel was speaking rapidly into the phone, and made a visible effort to control herself and slow down. Jack heard her spell out to Eric what had happened.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 06:05:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"What?" he says to Stephanie, wondering why she's afraid of him at the moment, though heading over to Rachel. "Calm down, it's just a slight change on strength."<br><br>(gah! incredibly short post!)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 07:05:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait, slow down... Who's knocking cars around?" Eric asked, surprised by her initial blabbering. "...Yeah...something like that happened to me." He said after she spelled it out. "Anyway I met a woman heading out of town who agreed to come pick you guys up, I'll fill her in on the way." He explained his current situation to Rachel as he moved to climb into the passenger seat of the woman's SUV.<br><br>He didn't plan to tell the woman that he and Jack now had weird mutant powers. He'd avoid the subject of the blue lights if possible, but would explain the phone signal and force field to her before ending with a question. "Are you from out of town? I don't know why, but it seems like thats the only thing the remaining people have in common."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 07:40:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>As the woman drove and listened, she betrayed no surprise at the revelations Eric spilt, even the force field. She just nodded, eyes on the road, poker faced. She drove with confidence through the downtown, heading for the highway.<br><br>"Well, I hate to blow your theory then, but I'm a local," the woman said. "My name is Virginia Holden. I'm a lawyer and I've lived in Biscay Sound for three years now."<br><br>They had gotten to the forest, close to where the others were. "I have to say, I was a little suspicious when I first saw you. I thought you might be a terrorist," she said, still watching the road as she drove. <br><br>"With everyone gone, that's just where my mind went. The message on the TV almost seemed like a demand. You don't seem like a terrorist, though. Ah, I see your friends," she said, as Jack, Rachel, Stephanie and the wrecked car came into view.<br><br>It was only as Virginia stopped the car that Eric noticed she was driving with no keys in the ignition.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Rachel relayed to Jack and Stephanie that Eric was returning with another survivor in a car. They only had to wait about ten minutes before a large SUV was visible approaching down the highway.<br><br>As it pulled to a stop, you can see Eric in the passenger seat. The driver is a woman in her mid-twenties with dark hair. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 07:57:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(hey, can i make small and insignificant things happen, like when closing a door he accidentally breaks off the knob or something like that?)<br><br>Jack pulls Stephanie with him, an arm wrapped around her to show that he's still there for her and Rachel when they need him. "I promised that we'd all get out of here, and I'm keeping it," he smiles before walking to the SUV and waving to the two in the front. "Hey, don't hit me." He jokes, enjoying the ability to laugh when in the face of danger as well as chaos.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 08:03:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait...what message on the TV? What terrorists?" Eric asked at their mention. The day had been so weird he hadn't even considered turning on the television.<br><br>He waved idlely to the others before realizing the missing keys. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about the blue beams would you?" He asked. For some reason the woman didn't seem like one who would know how to hotwire a car...but it was obvious she knew more than she let on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 08:14:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				[OOC: A few, quick out of character notes here. Yes, that's okay for Jack to show minor displays of strength.<br><br>Also, we are adding a new player to the game. This post is for "Cassandra."]<br><br><br>(http://www.givememyremote.com/remote/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/tyra-collette.jpg)<br><br>Cassandra Kemp pulled up to the dance studio like she had on most every morning, ready to get to the serious business of dance. She parked her red truck on the street in front of the studio that lay on the outskirts of Old Town. She had been in a rush that morning, not even bothering to turn on the tv.<br><br>The lack of motorists on the road had been interesting at first, and then disturbing. Still, it was early, and it's not like she was driving through the most bustling parts of town.<br><br>Inside the dance studio, she busied herself with preparing for the morning class. She turned on the lights, dressed, and prepared the music. Then, she waited. And waited. When no one showed up, she started making calls to wake her students from their beds. Sometimes the girls needed a push.<br><br>Picking up the phone gave her only static. She tried her cell phone and while she got reception, no one picked up.<br><br>Cassandra went through a tense hour of calling anyone and everyone she knew, and no one picked up, anywhere. There was no tv in the studio, otherwise she could have checked the news.<br><br>Instead, she went outside. Still, no one on the streets. <br><br>Then she saw a distant, bright, blue column streaming from the sky, and she knew things were definitely not the same in Biscay Sound this day.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 08:18:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric and Jack</strong><br><br>Virginia just looked at Eric, without answering a question, and stepped out of the car. She paused to regard the others, while the others regarded her.<br><br>It was funny, in a way. Jack, Eric, Rachel and Stephanie had spent a good part of their morning looking for others. Now, seeing a new face seems a little surprising, almost alarming. At least, that seemed to be what the dark-haired woman was thinking.<br><br>"My name is Virginia Holden," she said to Jack, Rachel and Stephanie. <br><br>From Rachel's arms, Scrap gave the new woman a single bark. Whether that meant hello, or beware, was anyone's guess.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 08:29:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassandra (Sandy) hadn't the foresight at first to get a jacket to wear outside as she looks around.&nbsp; However once outside and only clad in sneakers, a dark-blue, spandex bodysuit, and black leg warmers, she's quick to head back inside and gather up said leather jacket and a pair of gloves.&nbsp; Sure she might look a little strange, walking about in said clothing, but she hadn't expected to be walking for long.&nbsp; One block turns into four as she rounds it completely and comes back to her truck.&nbsp; With her hair in a tight ponytail, Sandy stands on the sidewalk, a frown working it's way over pink-glossed lips.&nbsp; "Where is everyone?" She asks of the world and then looks towards her truck.&nbsp; Did she come in on Saturday again?&nbsp; No, someone would have shown up by now.&nbsp; Not to mention she could have hailed some very angry girls by now.&nbsp; The twenty-two year old leans against her truck and then looks in the back.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally, after about ten minutes, she makes another decision.&nbsp; One to lock up the studio for now, and get in her truck to find out if she can't...well find someone.&nbsp; Though, somewhere in the back of her mind (and after seeing that blue beam, which she's chalked up to a glare off of a window) she knows something isn't right.&nbsp; She's just...not willing to accept it yet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 08:31:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson jumped slightly, the few inches of clearance he was use to before leaving him to fall to the side as he jumps up a foot instead. "Gah!" he yelps out before hitting the ground. "Wasn't expecting the dog to bark." He groans before standing up. "I'm Jackson, feel free to call me something else that isn't an insult," he says before heading to the car, wondering why she seems off but then caring less.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 08:52:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Scrap's bark didn't seem like one of his normal happy greetings to Eric. He watched the new woman suspiciously...why was she being to tight lipped about what she knew? Why wasn't she as confused as the rest of them? Eric tried to force the feelings of unease down. "It must be that she's a lawer." He said quietly to himself, trying to explain the strange mistrust he felt toward her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 19:06:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				[OOC: I have another couple of notices for everyone. We have yet another new player coming on board, that first post is coming soon.<br><br>And, with the new players coming in, I might as well toss up this reminder. Although it may not look like it now, this game will probably be a high lethality game. It's also a system run game (at least behind the scenes), so that could spell character doom. If your character bites the dust, but you are enjoying the game and still want to play, it's not a problem bringing you in again as another character. Just keep that in mind in case your character gets greased, and you're thinking "Balls!"]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 19:35:08</strong>
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				<strong>Alana Tyler</strong><br><br>Alana worked on her patient, glad to be doing so. Up until a half hour ago, she thought she was the only person left in town.<br><br>The day had started off bizarre, just as soon as the young doctor had poured her morning coffee. Turning on the television to get the news, she found nothing but a white screen with two bold, black words, "Only One." The message had been on every station and it gave Alana the creeps.<br><br>She drove to work at the clinic, and the town was deserted. She spent the morning in her office trying to reach anyone by phone, without success.<br><br>That was when she heard a commotion from the emergency room. Alana discovered a red-head going through a medicine cabinet, holding a piece of paper with medications listed on it. The woman was frantic and screamed when Alana came upon her.<br><br>The woman brought Alana to her husband, a young blonde man who was severely banged up. Bone jutted from a compound fracture in his left left, he was badly bruised and only semi conscious. <br><br>In a way, it was a relief to Alana. Here were people, and a man to work on. Time to get to it.<br><br><br><strong>Eric and Jack</strong><br><br>Virginia wasn't in a hurry to drive off with everyone just yet. She went to where Eric said the invisible wall was and touched it for herself. For the first time, she seemed shocked.<br><br>"We can't get out," Stephanie said unhappily. <br><br>Virginia looked at the mashed up Nissan. "Looks like someone tried," she said. "Judging from the lack of bruising on you guys, I figure this isn't your car. So, there are others, besides us."<br><br>Rachel explained to her about Rene and Desmond.<br><br>"And you've seen the lights. From the sky," Rachel said.<br><br>Virginia nodded to this, but had nothing to say on the subject.<br><br>"Can we just get out of here?" Stephanie asked. "Go ... someplace."<br><br><br><strong>Sandy</strong><br><br>Cassandra got in her truck and started driving. Just like earlier, the little town looked deserted. There was no traffic in Old Town, no pedestrians, no shops open. It was eerie, as if she were having a dream.<br><br>She had tracked her way through much of Old Town and seen no one. She stopped in the middle of the street, engine running, wondering where she should go.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 19:50:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Not a single person anywhere.&nbsp; She pulls off to the side of the road and parallel parks before she realizes how <i>dumb</i> that is.&nbsp; There's no one&nbsp; out here to honk at her, no one to curse, or hit her if they're not paying attention.&nbsp; There's <i>no one</i> here.&nbsp; She swallows hard and then reaches over in the seat to see what she can find.&nbsp; Cell phone, registration license.&nbsp; It's about then that she remembers something and hops out of the truck.&nbsp; The bottom half of her unitard could almost pass for just some spandex pants.&nbsp; Granted the leggings might make her look like something from the eighties, but she doesn't care.&nbsp; Instead she climbs into the back of her truck, kneels down, and opens up the tool box.&nbsp; "No, no.&nbsp; Ah!" She pulls out the bull horn and smirks.&nbsp; "Yay for being randomly prepared." Granted it'd been left there from a dance competition that Biscay Sound held several months back.&nbsp; There were so many girls that she'd had to grab a bull horn to even talk to people.<br><br>And it's been sitting in her truck because she's been too lazy after classes to take it out.&nbsp; She clicks the thing on, turns it to maximum volume and then points it at the city.&nbsp; "Hello?&nbsp; Is anyone out there?" Her voice cracks.&nbsp; Who can blame her, she feels like she's been left alone to fend for herself.&nbsp; Not the most terrible thing ever, but what happened to everyone else?&nbsp; The thought makes her shudder.&nbsp; So she concentrates on pointing the bull horn in different directions while standing in the back of her truck.&nbsp; "Is anyone out there! Can anyone here me?!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 19:59:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she worked, Alana kept talking. &nbsp;She not only needed to keep the man conscious so she could monitor him and keep him from entering shock, but she wanted to know what the hell was going on. &nbsp;Her first task was staunching the blood that was flowing from the patient's leg, then she began to check him over completely. &nbsp;<br><br>"Do you have any clue what's going on? &nbsp;It seems like everyone's gone, and most of the stuff is on the fritz. &nbsp;My TV just showed some weird screen, and I couldn't get the hospital on the line."<br><br>There seemed to be no major issues beyond the leg and a possible concussion. &nbsp;The injuries did seem to point towards a car accident with their positioning and severity. <br>&nbsp;<br>"It looks like he was in a car crash. &nbsp;Were you there? &nbsp;Did you see what happened?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 22:07:27</strong>
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				<strong>Alana</strong><br><br>The redhead was doing her best to keep it together, and it looked like she had been doing a lot of crying. Judging from the bruise on her forehead and the blood that had been hastily wiped from the side of her face, she had definitely been in the accident.<br><br>"We crashed trying to get out of town," the woman said. "We can't get out. No one can. I don't know what the fuck is going on. Nearly everyone's gone. There's this fucking, invisible wall. Even the animals are gone! Except for a terrier, there's a terrier." It was hard to tell if the girl knew what she was talking about or was just rambling at this point.<br><br>Thanks to pain killers, the man had settled down, and Alana felt assured that he was out of the woods, at least as far as bleeding to death or contracting an infection. He would need a surgeon, though, eventually to take care of the leg.<br><br><br><br><strong>Sandy</strong><br><br>Sandy blasts her summons on the bullhorn, listening to her own voice echo back. She does this for several minutes, without a return response.<br><br>The wind kicks up and the sunlight dims suddenly. She looks up to see dark clouds roiling in the sky, as though stirred by a storm that didn't reach the ground. When she returned her attention back to the streets, she was surprised to see a man standing in the intersection up the block. He was garbed in black, his features lost in shadow. He appeared to be standing there, watching her, and Sandy felt a chill creep along her spine.<br><br>Before she could call out to him, a dog suddenly barked at her. She screamed and turned, to see a massive, black hound standing alongside the truck. He bared his teeth at her viciously, and barked again. His fur was matted as though the thing had just clawed its way out of a vat of tar.<br><br>Sandy's heart beat hard, the dog radiating a palpable hatred for her. Its eyes were red, and she realized that they weren't just colored red but actually glowed. The thing barked again and rushed the truck, making Sandy cry out and stumble a step back. She nearly fell, grasping at the roof of the cab to keep from going down.<br><br>She expected to see the beast leap into the truck to tear her to shreds, but when she gained her footing and looked, it was gone. A glance showed her that the man up the street had also disappeared and even the dark clouds above her gone, having returned to the clear sky of a few minutes before.<br><br>Sandy's heart was hammering; that was real enough.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 22:30:42</strong>
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				"I vote hospital," he says and then has an idea, if he could jump so high, then maybe he could run faster as well. <em>Hm... then again that would probably make me exhausted... who knows if we run into someone who's not as passive as us?</em> he thinks to himself, heading over to the car with his usually heavy duffle bag on his shoulder now just being toted around as if it was made of paper. "Let's head to the hospital, Rene and Desmond are still waiting for us."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 23:25:31</strong>
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				Eric waited in the passenger seat while the others discussed their options. He was also beginning to worry about Rene and Desmond, but knew there wasn't much he could do to help them...well, he could reshape Desmond's broken leg with his new powers, but he wasn't too keen on the idea. He didn't know if it was even possible to use on humans, much less what side effects it may have.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>03-02-2009, 02:21:30</strong>
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				As Sandy half falls on the cab she quickly moves to the toolbox and opens it, looking about for anything to use as a weapon.&nbsp; Her hands come across a crowbar and she comes up wielding it, half surprised that her long, shapely legs weren't getting mauled to little bits.&nbsp; Of course, as she turns there's no one there.&nbsp; No man, no dog, no dark sky.&nbsp; With her heart thumping harder than her toughest workout would prove she gets up from her seat in the bed of the truck and looks about for that damn dog.&nbsp; She wields her crowbar as she looks over the sides of the truck for some time, and then (if she doesn't see anything) she'll jump down and swing a few times around her mostly making her look like she's having a spaz attack.&nbsp; After her frantic swings she jumps back into the cab of the truck, rolls the windows up, and sits there.&nbsp; Okay, no body in old town save for a creepy guy and his very, fucking, creepy dog.&nbsp; Best to check the downtown area with all the businesses.&nbsp; Maybe most of the people are just at work.&nbsp; <br><br>And so she turns her car on, puts it into gear and heads towards the downtown area.&nbsp; She's driving incredibly slow, looking out for the man, the dark-clouds or that dog.&nbsp; Though if the dog, she's planning on speeding up and slamming into the creature.&nbsp; That thing seriously needs to be put down.&nbsp; But, for now, downtown and pray that someone else is here.&nbsp; Someone else that's nice and will talk to her, and won't try to kill her with a crazy fucking dog!
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>03-02-2009, 06:47:13</strong>
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				The compound fracture in the guy's leg was pretty bad.&nbsp; They were gonna need more to fix it then they had here at the clinic.&nbsp; It looks like there are shards of bone stuck into the wound... he'd need surgery to get them all out.&nbsp; She might be able to do it if there was no other option, but she sincerely wishes there was a professional surgeon here.&nbsp; At least it looked like he'd pull through alright.&nbsp; Since he was safe, it was time to turn to the woman.<br><br>"He should be fine for now.&nbsp; We'll need to do some more work later, but he's not gonna bleed out or go into shock.&nbsp; I'm sorry about being kinda brusque with you earlier.&nbsp; I didn't even introduce myself.&nbsp; My name's Alana.&nbsp; Now tell me, please... what do you mean there's a wall?<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>03-02-2009, 18:52:03</strong>
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				<strong>Alana</strong><br><br>The redhead calms down when she realizes her guy isn't going to die at any moment. He's sleeping on the gurney, his leg bandaged up and his body swimming with painkillers and antibiotics.<br><br>"Alana, thank you so much," the woman said after a deep breath. "I'm Rene, and this is Desmond, my husband. And what can I say about the wall."<br><br>She paused, and then told Alana about the invisible barrier that crossed the highway, and how they had smashed into it. She also told the doctor about Jack, Eric, Rachel and Stephanie, the only other people in town Rene had seen yet, and she mentioned seeing the columns of blue light.<br><br>Rene sat down in the nearest chair, heaving a heavy sigh. "I don't know what any of this means. All I know is this is the worst fucking vacation I've ever taken."<br><br><br><strong>Sandy</strong><br><br>Sandy puts the truck in gear and starts to drive from Old Down to the downtown. She still sees no one on the road, no people anywhere. As she reaches the outskirts of downtown, her truck is suddenly bathed in blue light and she screams as she experiences the worst pain she has ever felt in her life. Fortunately, it doesn't last long as she passes out.<br><br>Sandy blinks open her eyes, finding herself still in the truck, though it's not moving. When she passed out the truck had run up on the curb, slowing down until it bumped into the side of a building. There didn't appear to be any damage, and Sandy was relieved to see she seemed unhurt.<br><br>The pain was gone, as was the bright light, whatever it had been. She felt a little woozy, though, and she opened the door to step out for a breath of air.<br><br>As Sandy stepped from the truck, still holding the door, she sneezed suddenly and heard a groaning sound from the truck. She looked to see that the door had torn halfway off. More than a little startled, she pulled on the handle and tore the door clean free, holding it up before her like it weighed no more than a paper envelope.<br><br><br><br><strong>Eric and Jack</strong><br><br>Everyone agreed with Jack that the clinic in downtown was the place to go. Jack, Rachel, Stephanie and Scrap piled into the rear of the SUV as Virginia got into the driver's seat beside Eric.<br><br>"That invisible wall is just about the damn strangest thing I've ever seen," Virginia said, starting the car. Again, Eric noticed that she did it with no keys in the ignition.<br><br>She turned the SUV around and began to drive back toward town.<br><br>"It's a relief to find another person!" Rachel said from the back seat. "Maybe there are even more of us!"<br><br>Scrap, who had been happy in Rachel's arms up to this point, scampered forward and made his way to the front seat to nestle in Eric's lap. The terrier still seemed nervous, but a little more like his old self.<br><br>Entering the downtown area, Virginia slowed the SUV as they came alongside the movie theater. On the marque above the front doors there was only one movie listed, the title: "Only One."<br><br>"That's ... strange. That's the same message that's on the television," Virginia said.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>03-02-2009, 19:30:55</strong>
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				"Auuuuugggh!" She cries out as the truck, and herself for that matter, are completely covered in this blue, blinding light.&nbsp; However, that's not what hurts...instead it's something ripping through her body.&nbsp; As if the light were really a laser and is searing her flesh from her body.&nbsp; Soon her breath runs out on her scream and she's forced to sit for another four agonizing seconds (seems more like four minutes) and finally the light is gone.&nbsp; She grunts as she feels that the truck has stopped...probably something to do with the instinct for her to hit the brake.&nbsp; The girl stumbles from her vehicle, using her door to brace her after the intoxicating pain from the beam of light.&nbsp; Seems like her flesh is still intact....that's good.&nbsp; "Aahhh...ahhh...chew!" She feels the door bend with her arm's reflex and she sniffs then looks over at the door. "Holy...shit!!" She jumps back, fingers releasing one part of the door in the window, but accidentally catch another part of the door and rips it clean off!<br><br>She holds it and then looks at her truck, and then at the door.&nbsp; &nbsp;See that fucking dog come at her now.&nbsp; Homerun!&nbsp; She smirks wielding her weapon of 'old truck door' for a few more moments.&nbsp; The girl nears her truck again wanting to test her new found strength.&nbsp; She tosses the door into the back of the truck and then searches for a car parked on the street.&nbsp; If she finds one, she'll kneel down, looking for the support beams made for jacks to lift the car off the ground, try to grab onto those and then...lift with her legs while trying to balance the car.&nbsp; Slowly, so she doesn't do what she did with the door and rip the support beam off, but rather use it to lift the entire car.&nbsp; That is...if she can lift the large sedan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>03-02-2009, 20:26:46</strong>
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				Alana chuckles at that.&nbsp; "No, I don't imagine it could be much worse could it.&nbsp; Still, it's a relief to know we aren't the only three around.&nbsp; I don't like the sound of those lights.... is there any pattern to where they show up?&nbsp; We might want to try and get a hold of those other people and see if they've learned anything.&nbsp; Now hold still for a moment."<br><br>With that, the doc sets about bandaging up some of Rene's wounds.&nbsp; They are almost entirely superficial, but after a few butterfly bandages and a cold compress, she should be feeling much better.&nbsp; When she's finished, Alana begins bustling around the room, pulling out packets and vials from almost every cabinet and making a big pile on the counter.&nbsp; Looking back at the red-head, she explains herself.<br><br>"I'm assuming we'll probably have more injuries to deal with, so I thought throwing together a kit might not be a bad idea."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>03-02-2009, 21:13:25</strong>
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				"What about to day isn't strange?" Eric asked in response to the woman's comment about the wall.<br><br>"There probably are." Eric said in response to Rachel. He remembered seeing multiple blue lights. So far the only thing he knew about the lights is they hit people and give them powers. Assuming one of those lights hit Virginia then there had to be at least two more.<br><br>Eric fell silent again as he idly ran his fingers through Scrap's fur. <br><br>When Virginia stopped the SUV and pointed out the sign on the theator Eric got confused. "Only one? only one what?" He asked, not understanding what he was seeing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>03-02-2009, 21:59:58</strong>
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				<strong>Eric and Jack</strong><br><br>Virginia resumed driving, glancing at Eric as he spoke. "That's the same message that's on the television. 'Only One.' Like I said before, it kind of sounded like a demand to me. But, who knows," she said, turning a corner.<br><br>That's when she slowed again for another strange sight. In the middle of the street a girl clad in skin-tight black and a leather jacket was holding a car over her head, without much effort from the look of it. Her back was to the SUV so she didn't notice them.<br><br>"Well, there's something else you don't see every day," Virginia said dryly, coming to a stop.<br><br><br><strong>Sandy</strong><br><br>Sandy had got the whole car lifted up and hoisted above her head. The feeling was exhilarating as she realized what she was doing. The sedan felt to her about as heavy as what a full bag of groceries used to feel like; fairly easy to lift but she wouldn't want to hold it all day.<br><br>She didn't notice the SUV pulling up behind her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 01:06:19</strong>
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				"Indeed you never see that every day... I'll see if she's friendly," Jackson says and slides from the side of the car after slowly opening up the door whilst talking. He walks torwards the woman and can't help but eye her up and down, hoping that she's not going to throw the car at him but is prepared to mostly deflect it away if possible. "Hey... uh... what are you doing?" he says when he gets within talking distance, realizing that he left his dufflebag in the SUV behind him he tilts his head and tries to get a look at her, knowing full and well that she was hit by one of the beams. He looks to the windows of the vehicle she is holding over her head and trying to see if anyone is inside. "Would I be able to help you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 01:49:17</strong>
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				"I'm like freakin' Wonder Woman!" She calls out to the...well nothingness.&nbsp; Of all the shitty things to happen today, this...is not one of them.&nbsp; Hell this sends such a thrill through her that she actually manages to laugh.&nbsp; She could do this all day!&nbsp; Of course, then her arms start getting a little tired and she rethinks that.&nbsp; "Okay, maybe not all day." She smirks to herself, gently putting the car back down and looking to her truck.&nbsp; That means she could toss the car, in a jam she could probably grab one by the support and swing it into someone.&nbsp; Like that dog!&nbsp; "Stupid dog." She mutters to herself then jumps and turns around when she hears someone behind her.&nbsp; The black unitard covers her from neck to toe and even down her arms, of course so does the now-open leather jacket.&nbsp; She turns and looks at the SUV then to Jack.&nbsp; Oh, now he's kinda cute.&nbsp; Wait, he's another person!<br><br>So Jack thus gets a 5'11" blonde bombshell running in his direction and stopping just before she wraps him up in a hug.&nbsp; "There's other people that psycho shady, dark cloud, evil black dog guy." She grins happy and wanting oh so badly to hug Jack.&nbsp; "I'd hug you, but uh, some light hit me and I'm super strong and I don't want to crush the only cute guy that exists." Of course, she can't see into the SUV right now, from this angle, otherwise she might amend that last statement.&nbsp; Two cute guys?&nbsp; She then looks back to the car and thinks about his question. "Oh, that.&nbsp; I was just, well I ripped the door off of my truck, so I was testing to see how strong I am.&nbsp; I think I could probably throw that car a few feet." She shrugs seemingly a lot happier now that she has people (hot people!) and superpowers.&nbsp; "So, I'm just glad I'm not the only one anymore.&nbsp; Old Town is abandoned...&nbsp; There some fluke hurricane warning I didn't hear about?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 07:45:18</strong>
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				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Rachel leaned forward from the back seat, catching a glimpse of the woman setting the car down in the street. She had to remind herself to close her mouth.<br><br>"What the hell is going on here?" she breathed, a rhetorical question.<br><br>"The blue beams. They do things to people," Virginia said, sounding somewhat distant as though thinking about this very thing. She looked at Eric. "I can't figure out why, though. And 'only one' what, like you said. Only one ability? Only one day, until we all die?"<br><br><br><br><strong>Alana</strong><br><br>Rene thanked Alana for patching her up. The bandages on her face looked much better than the drying blood had.<br><br>"I haven't noticed any pattern to the beams. They seem to come down at random times and locations. I just hope it's not some kind of radiation," Rene offered.<br><br>When Alana explained what she was doing with the supplies, Rene pitched in, rooting around for a bag to put the stuff in. "We should stay here, until Eric gets back. He dropped me and Desmond off, then went back to get the others at the border. Maybe when we're all together we can figure out what to do next."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 08:32:45</strong>
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				Eric couldn't explain what was happening any better than they could. For all he knew Only One could mean there would be Only One survivor, like some Highlander bullshit. "I don't know." He said, looking at Virginia. He didn't want to suggest the theory he had. The last thing they needed was to start fighting amungst themselves over a theory that wasn't even proven.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 08:36:00</strong>
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				Alana nods in agreement. "That sounds like a good idea.&nbsp; Plus, we don't have any way of transporting Desmond right now.&nbsp; My car's a compact, and he needs to be laid out as best we can.&nbsp; Hopefully they'll have a van or truck or something.&nbsp; Or I guess we could find something that'll work and take it.... it's not like anyone else is using it right now anyways."<br><br>She adds a smile to the end of that, trying to give Rene some comfort in this stressful time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 19:42:38</strong>
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				<strong>Alana</strong><br><br>Rene returns the smile, seeming much more at ease then when Alana first came upon her.<br><br>Alana turned to check on the bag of supplies they had put together when the hairs on the back of her neck prickled. A second later the emergency room was bathed in blue light, Alana screaming in pain as her body was wracked from head to toe.<br><br>Rene screamed and fell back against the wall, trying to stay out of the column of shimmering light that had descended through the ceiling. Loose papers and supplies swirled about in the room as a wind whipped. Alana had sunk to her knees at the center of the storm.<br><br>Then the blue light vanished and Alana found herself gasping for breath, but at least the pain was gone. She tingled for a moment, then felt fine.<br><br>Rene continued staring at her. "Are you ... okay?" she asked cautiously.<br><br>Alana wasn't so sure. The pain had vanished, but she felt strange, different.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 20:00:52</strong>
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				For a moment, Alana just stayed kneeling there.&nbsp; She panted, trying to recover her breath while at the same time figure out what had just happened.&nbsp; The blue light seemed to indicate she was caught in one of the flashes Rene had described, but she had no clue what could have made that.&nbsp; The fact that the light traveled through the roof and ceiling of the room was highly disconcerting.&nbsp; She glanced up to see if there was any damage to the structure above her.<br><br>She pondered Rene's question for a moment before answering.&nbsp; Even though the beam had produced such extreme pain, she couldn't seem to determine any reason for it.&nbsp; Her skin seemed fine, with no burning or blistering.&nbsp; All her limbs worked appropriately.&nbsp; No bones or tendons were broken.&nbsp; She stood and tested herself out, then finding no irregularities, responded.<br><br>"I.... I think I'm alright.&nbsp; That hurt like heck, but I don't think it has any lasting effect.&nbsp; I assume that was one of the blue beams?" she asks, adding a wry, but anxious, smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 20:30:29</strong>
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				With a small brace of his hands as she sat the car down, Jack sighed in releif before she ran torwards him, glancing back to the SUV behind him and wondering if maybe they should get a better car, or maybe multiple ones for a little bit better transport. He turns his head just in time to get stopped in front of and then smiling lightly. "What do you mean, black clad guys and giant dogs? That's the first I've heard of them today," he says and scratches behind his head, mentally smiling that now there's two super-strong people in the group, and one of them a woman. Scratch that, a <em>bombshell</em> of a woman. "Well... either way I'm Jack, in the car is Eric, Stephanie, Rachel and..." Jackson stops as he turns around to yell at the truck. "Hey! I didn't catch your name!" If answered, he turns back and looks to her, giving her a hug as light as he possibly can. "Don't worry about it with the super strength, I've got it too. There's others out there who should have it as well, though I doubt that it's all the same power."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 21:08:36</strong>
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				<strong>Jack, Eric and Sandy</strong><br><br>Virginia leaned her head out the window and yelled. "Virginia! And we should probably get going!"<br><br>In the back seat, Rachel was looking intently out the passenger window. "Hey guys, there's movement in that restaurant over there."<br><br>Eric turned to look, and saw a fancy restaurant, "Sam's Seaside Grille." The front was done up in old wood and nautical rope, with big windows that had a tint to them. Like Rachel, Eric could see that there was movement inside, though it was hard to tell what it was.<br><br>Rachel opened the door and stepped out of the SUV when the entire front wall of the restaurant crumbled outward in a spray of shattering wood and glass. She cried out, cringing back against the open door, and for the moment Eric could not believe what he was seeing.<br><br>A crab, weighing in at a bit larger than the SUV, had just busted through the wall and out toward the sidewalk. It was definitely a crab, just like what you might normally see on your dinner plate, complete with a pair of enormous pincers. The thing waded in the wreckage it had wrought and snapped a claw so loudly Eric could hear it.<br><br>In the back seat, Stephanie screamed and Scrap joined her with a shrill bark.<br><br><br><strong>Alana</strong><br><br>There was no damage to the ceiling above her, and no other sign that the beam had been there. <br><br>"Yeah, I think so," Rene said, watching the doctor closely. The redhead's expression was peculiar, as if there was something in Alana's appearance that she didn't understand. "Is there something wrong .... uh, with your face?" she asked.<br><br>Alana, surprised at the question, turned to look at a mirror. At first she didn't see anything unusual, then she noticed that her eyes were different colors, one brown and one blue. As she watched, they changed colors again, green, then blue, and back to brown. Her nose also seemed to be on the move, flattening a bit, then going back to its normal shape. She touched it and gasped when it bent like it was made of soft rubber. Despite this, she didn't feel any pain or discomfort.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 21:21:22</strong>
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				"Oh shit!" Jack says and looks back to the SUV. "Rachel! Get into the car and drive to safety!" he yells to the group, looking around for the closest weapon he could find that wasn't a car, and taking it before making a running start and trying to jump over the crab. <em>I guess maybe the lights hit the crab and caused it to grow larger...</em> he thinks to himself, trying to remember how to take out a crab from the discovery channel special which was on a few years back. <em>the eyes, mouth, and flipping it over are what will take it out... i think...</em> he makes an attempt to land outside of the rubble, though would probably overshoot and land inside of the building itself. <br><br>(first option: if he doesn't jump so far as he thought he would)<br><br>with that small leap not what he wanted, he tries to roll to the side of the crab and make an attempt to swipe one side of it's legs out with the weapon previously mentioned, then making another attempt to quickly drop his weapon and pick up the side of the crab to flip it over.<br><br>(second option: if he overshoots)<br><br>with a hard landing into the rubble, Jackson utters out "gah!" before rolling onto his feet, looking at the rubble before throwing it at the crap, aiming for it's eyestalks.<br><br>(third option: if he gets it just right)<br><br>Jackson winds up the weapon he has with both hands before making a large scoop downwards, and trying to knock the creature forward to make it go upside down, hoping that it isn't launched to the SUV.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 21:50:01</strong>
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				At first, Alana's mind just can't accept what its seeing.&nbsp; It's impossible for something to be happening, so there must be another explanation.&nbsp; Her mind continues working at a million miles a minute, but her hands seem to be under someone else's control.&nbsp; They carefully brush her changing nose again, feeling the rubbery texture move slightly at their touch.&nbsp; Her heart rate has picked up as her fear and uncertainty increases.&nbsp; She takes a couple deep breaths, then turns back to Rene.<br><br>"Ok... whatever's happening can't be real.&nbsp; That light must have some sort of hallucinatory effect.&nbsp; Like LSD or something.&nbsp; So we need to just remember that this isn't real... that it can't be.&nbsp; Who knows what else it might make us see.&nbsp; We just need to keep calm heads until it wears off." <br><br>Despite her logical words, Alana feels the adrenaline surging within her.&nbsp; She forces herself to keep her hands in her pockets, away from her face.&nbsp; She also tries to keep her eyes from looking into reflective surfaces, but keeps catching glimpses of herself anyways.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 22:45:42</strong>
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				Eric could do little more than stare out the window at the giant crab. He didn't know what, if anything he could do to help. What was he going to do? Reshape the crab? Trying would likely just get him killed. He then looked at one of the metal lamp posts and got an idea. He might not be able to fight the crab, but he could make weapons for the others to fight with. <br><br>"Here, hold this." He said as he passed the barking Scrap to Stephanie before getting out of the SUV and running to the nearest steel pole. He pinched at the pole, attempting to extrude several spikes from it's base that, once wielded by one of his super strong companions, could be used to pierce the Crab's shell. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 04:56:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy tries taking everyone in once they're introduced.&nbsp; Stephanie, Eric, Jack, Rachel...and Virginia.&nbsp; Of course once they spot movement she shakes her head. "No wait!&nbsp; It could be something..." And then there's stuff all in the street and there's the biggest damn crab she's ever seen.&nbsp; Her only comfort is that it's not solid black with glowing red eyes.&nbsp; If that creep came back there'd be hell to pay.&nbsp; Of course she has no idea if that man is the threat or if it's his dog, or if either one of them was really real.&nbsp; And it's not the time or the place to be thinking of such things.&nbsp; Unlike Jack, she turns grabs under the support of the car then aims to pivot and swing the car into the crab.&nbsp; Though once she sees Jack's plan her own plan takes a much shallower throw, hoping to get the car-made-weapon into the legs of the creature.&nbsp; They won't have much to worry about if the thing doesn't have legs!&nbsp; She also doesn't let go of the car aiming just to bash the legs nearest her until they break.&nbsp; Or maybe she'll pin it.&nbsp; Whatever.&nbsp; Her mind is really more on 'Holy shit a giant fucking crab!&nbsp; Smash it!'
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 18:10:58</strong>
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				<strong>Eric, Jack and Sandy</strong><br><br>Rachel screamed as she clambered back into the SUV. The crab swung an enormous claw, catching the open door and ripping it free with little effort.<br><br>Jack reached for the nearest weapon, a "No Parking" sign, and ripped it out of the ground. It felt to him like pulling a weed, and he wielded the metal post club style, a block of sundered cement hanging from the bottom of it. Jack did a short run then jump, hoping to leap over the crab. However, despite his newfound strength, he discovered he didn't have the power to pull it off and landed right in front of the crab.<br><br>He swung the sign at the monster's nearest legs, sweeping them out from under it. The body of the crab crashed to the sidewalk with a thud that cracked the cement.<br><br>In reaction, the crab swung out its nearest claw, striking Jack heavily directly in his chest. He flew back through the air a good twenty feet, hitting the street hard on his back. It hurt, a lot, but he didn't feel injured.<br><br>Inside the SUV, Eric was handing off Scrap and moving out of the vehicle, going to a metal light pole. As soon as he was out, Virginia floored it, driving the car away from the crab. She stopped halfway up the block, looking out the window to see how the battle turned out.<br><br>Eric sunk his fingers into the pole. The metal was much more resistant than the rubber tire had been, but his fingers dug into it like it were tough clay. Eric pulled, wrenched two long strips from the pole, leaving a gaping hole. With a few quick motions of his hands, he reshaped the two strips into short, metal spears.<br><br>Sandy had reached under the car she previously had been lifting, and she hoisted it again. With a grunt, she swung it around and slammed it toward the crab. The hood of the car smashed into the upper carapace of the shell with a resounding crack. Underneath the wreckage the crab's legs spasmed a few times, then lay still, the thing killed.<br><br>Virginia and Rachel got out of the SUV and ran back to the scene of wreckage.<br><br>Rachel looked at Eric holding his newly fashioned spikes, the girl's expression surprised. "I guess that blue light we saw got you after all," she said.<br><br>"Looks like it got most of us," Virginia added.<br><br><br><strong>Alana</strong><br><br>Rene is looking more horrified by the moment as she watches Alana. "How can we have the same hallucination?" she asked sharply. "And I didn't even touch the light!"<br><br>Alana felt motion underneath her clothes, and looked down to see bulges rising and falling down her chest and legs. It looked like there were squirrels running underneath her clothes, but she knew it was her skin.<br><br>Before anything could be said about that, Alana's entire body collapsed to the floor in a fleshy puddle, her clothes fluttering down on top.<br><br>Rene screamed in horror, nearly falling over herself as she turned and stumbled over a chair in her desperation to get out of the emergency room. She slammed through the double doors out into the hall, screaming.<br><br>Alana also was surprised, to find her point of view coming from the perspective of the floor. She felt strangely liquid. The next instant she was back on her feet, fully herself, though naked now, standing on her clothes.<br><br>She stood in cold amazement for a moment, processing what just happened. It was impossible, but it happened. She realized she had returned to her natural shape because she had wanted to. And if she wanted to, she could change into any shape she willed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 18:34:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When the motion started under her skin, Alana's mind began repeating 'It's just a hallucination' over and over, like a mantra.&nbsp; What Rene had said made some sense, the other woman hadn't been hit by the light, but still, things like this couldn't happen.&nbsp; Then she collapsed into the pile of goo.&nbsp; As Rene ran off, her screams made her unable to hear the muted screams of the liquid doctor.<br><br>Then suddenly, Alana was back, standing on top of her clothes.&nbsp; Her whole body was trembling, and she could hardly stand.&nbsp; Apparently, whatever the light had done, it had changed her.&nbsp; There was no way a hallucination could be that realistic, and no reason at all she would envision herself into a puddle.&nbsp; She backs up slowly from the pile of her clothes, and falls into an open chair.&nbsp; Sitting there, she tries to make sense of what's happening as Desmond's heavy breathing sounded from his still form.<br><br>(On a side note, was Desmond caught in the light?)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 19:01:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				[No, Desmond was outside of the light.]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 19:54:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment, Jack thought that time slowed down when he tooke out the legs of the crab, seeing the claw swiping him to the side and watching as his body flipped from the impact. <em>Huh?</em> he says before hitting the ground and skidding for the last few feet, the wind knocked out of him before he tries to breathe, feeling strange that getting hit by such an object wouldn't have just killed him. With a cough and a grunt he makes himself get his hands under him, beginning to stand up before hearing the loud crash and crunch, looking to the crab and seeing the vehicle ontop of it, looking to Sandy. "Show off..." he pants lightly before standing up fully, leaning back and popping his spine slighlty as he stretches. "I wonder if you could take such a hit as well."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 21:05:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric walked over to where the two strength imbued people were standing, admireing Sandy's handy work. "Wow...looks like you didn't need these anyway." He said as he offered the two spears he had made to help in the fight. "I can...mold...things..." He said, trying to explain his power to them before they even asked. He looked over the dead crab carefully. It seemed to be a perfectly normal crab, just a thousand times larger.<br><br>"I wonder if Scrap will wind up super sized too." He said, merely thinking out loud.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 04:10:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The biggest deal for Sandy is that...she's not even breathing hard!&nbsp; She lifted a car, swung it into a giant crab and she's not breathing hard!&nbsp; Granted she'd already been in amazing shape, she could have lifted both Eric and Jack and walked around if she needed, but that's just a dancer's strength.&nbsp; This...this is way different.&nbsp; "No, I like to kill the things trying to kill me...preferably before they can hit me like that." She waves a hand towards Jack and then looks back to Eric.&nbsp; Her mind takes a moment but it finally catches up to the situation.&nbsp; She smirks. "So who wants crab for dinner?"&nbsp; Maybe that wasn't as funny as she'd thought it'd be in her head.&nbsp; Hm.&nbsp; "Scrap?" She asks, inquiring about the name of the animal that Eric is speaking of.&nbsp; "Oh! And if the sky darkens with clouds and stuff, beware of shadow-guy.&nbsp; Seriously.&nbsp; He had this dog, or maybe the dog was like this crab, but it was <i>huge</i> and when the clouds went away the shadow guy and his dog were gone." <br><br>Sandy shrugs her shoulders a bit thinking back to the time not all that long ago and shudders.&nbsp; She then looks up at the sky and then back to them.&nbsp; "It actually has me dreading night fall." She looks to the spears and nods to Eric, then moves to take one.&nbsp; "Hey, you think they'd have machetes at the hardware store? Or that you could make swords?" She looks to him and looks over to Jack.&nbsp; "I mean, if we're going to run into killer animals, shouldn't we prepare ourselves?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 06:45:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Scrap is my grandmother's terrier." Eric explained off handidly when asked. <br><br>"Yeah, weapons are a good idea." Eric said as continued looking over the crab. He looked to the spear that he still held and thought of different possibilities. "I think it would probably be better to use professionally made equipment...somehow I doubt a hand molded sword made from a pole is as good as a real one....but I'm still willing to try." He said before realizing another good destination. "We should also go to one of the hunting supply stores...I know you two are strong, but I think a rifle or shotgun would be a little better than a machete." He added.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 07:33:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I'd rather have something that would help more with taking something out... oh Eric you could make something like a chainsword," Jackson says as he jumps over, though more slight jog and skip combination than a jump. "I've had schematics to make one when I was a kid, but never realy had much of a chance to actually make one myself." He looks back to the others and waves to Vivian so she can drive them back down to where the trio has gathered. "Though have you noticed something strange about Vivian? She seems like a lawyer or a secret agent."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 09:26:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric almost laughed at Jack's unusual request. "Somehow I doubt you would be able to use it even if I could make one." Eric said, shaking his head.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 09:29:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Psh, not if yah make it how i think it'll work," he says with a smile, giving a two finger salute to him with a wink involved. "though then again you might be right."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 17:33:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods. "A hunting store should have some machetes.&nbsp; No offense, but I prefer my weapons not to run out of ammo." Then again they could probably get quite a bit, seeing as they'll be getting it for free.&nbsp; "Though, guns might be a good back up.&nbsp; Alright we can take my truck, though uh, it's got it's door missing." She points over to her own red truck, with driver's side door missing.&nbsp; Then she looks about looking for some other truck, maybe bigger and a bit better than her own.&nbsp; If she finds one she'll turn to Eric.&nbsp; "Can you shape that into something a great deal more flat." And she'll make the shape with her hands on what she wants it to look like.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 17:58:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric, Jack and Sandy</strong><br><br>"There's a hunting store not far from here," Virginia said. "Getting gun's is not a bad idea."<br><br>"What about the clinic?" Rachel asked. "Rene's probably getting worried about us. Someone should head back there to at least warn her about, well, giant crabs."<br><br>"That's true," Virginia said, her tone all business. "We should also all put our cards on the table. Some of us have been hit by the light, and it clearly does things to us, as impossible as that sounds. I got hit too."<br><br>The woman turned to look at her SUV parked halfway down the block. She raised her hand, and the vehicle's engine started up. The SUV made a U-turn and drove up the street, stopping beside the group as though someone were driving it.<br><br>"I can control machines, and a few others things," Virginia said, with a slight shrug.<br><br><br><strong>Alana</strong><br><br>The doctor, naked, sat in the chair thinking as her patient lay sleeping. She heard the double doors open softly and looked up to see Rene peeking into the room, her eyes round and frightened.<br><br>"Are you okay?" the woman asked, surprised to see Alana whole again. She glanced at her husband, as though to make sure he hadn't liquified as well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 18:18:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy thinks through things, arms crossing about her chest as she tries to come up with a suitable plan.&nbsp; They needed to split up, as horror-movie lore would have them do, although that's not why they should split up.&nbsp; Or maybe they shouldn't, maybe they should all just go to one place and then all go to another.&nbsp; "Alright, let's go to the clinic first.&nbsp; There's strength in numbers and we don't know who, or what we'll find there.&nbsp; Then we can head to the hunting store.&nbsp; I'd say split up, but everything in my gut and brain says stick together.&nbsp; So...let's stick together." She shrugs her shoulders then jumps as a car comes to life on it's own.&nbsp; Well that's easier than breaking in and hotwiring it.&nbsp; "If someone's injured, we might need you to do that to an ambulance." She looks to Virginia and then back to the SUV.&nbsp; Finally she starts moving towards it, hoping to hop into the driver's seat.&nbsp; Of course she'll wait for those that want to get in with her, and then start off...that is, if everyone agrees that it'll be safer to stick together...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 19:11:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana looks back down at her hands that are both still shaking, but are hers and are solid.<br><br>"I...I'm not sure.&nbsp; I'm not a puddle anymore. But...what the hell just happened?"<br><br>She looks pleadingly at Rene, hoping she has some sort of answers.&nbsp; Things like this just don't happen!&nbsp; The doctor glances back down at her body, noting its nakedness.&nbsp; She blushes slightly, then scoots forward and grabs her clothes.&nbsp; As she gets dressed, she wonders about her new uniqueness.&nbsp; Can she possibly control it?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>07-02-2009, 00:45:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah...sticking together sounds pretty smart and Rene is probably starting to freak out..." Eric said in agreement as he walked to the SUV. "Though I wonder...The sign above the theatre said 'now playing: Only One' maybe there is a movie set up on the projectors that will explain what's going on." He said. It seemed like a long shot to him, but he really wanted to know what the hell was happening. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>07-02-2009, 01:11:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow..." Jackson says from the show. "So many things that could be done with that..." he finishes his thoughts inside of his head, ending off in more gibberish than he could understand. "I'll head back to be with Rene and Desmond, just in case they'd get attacked as well." He volenteers, wondering how well Desmond might be doing, since he should have made it through if the light didn't hit Eric on his way to the hospital, but he doubts that it did.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 09:09:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Jack, Eric and Sandy</strong><br><br>With the door to the SUV open, Virginia pauses, considering what Eric said. "That's not a bad idea, checking out the movie theater," she said. "A few minutes ago I would have said that was crazy. That was a few minutes ago."<br><br>Virginia moves out of the way so Sandy can get into the driver's seat. Instead of climbing in as well, though, Virginia waves her hand at the vehicle and the engine starts up. "The clinic's not far from here. The car will keep running until I turn it off, so just park it when you get there. Eric and I will check out the theater and be there soon."<br><br>"I'm going with you," Rachel said to Virginia and Eric. "You'll be safer with three."<br><br>With Sandy behind the wheel, and Jack and Stephanie as passengers, the three headed to the clinic.<br><br>[OOC: There's more below, so don't forget to read it. ;) ]<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Choosing a large sedan parked on the street, Virginia waved her hand at it and the doors opened for Eric, getting into the front passenger seat, and Rachel sitting behind.<br><br>"Do we really need the dog?" Virginia asked, pulling away from the curb.<br><br>Rachel sat in the back seat, holding Scrap, who had apparently taken a liking to the girl. "Yes, we do," Rachel said defensively. <br><br>Virginia stopped the car outside the movie theater, where the marque still read, "Now Showing: Only One." She didn't get out of the car right away, however.<br><br>"What are the odds that there really is a movie playing there called 'Only One'?" Rachel offered, looking out the window. "It could happen."<br><br>Virginia glanced at Rachel but didn't bother to answer that. Instead, she looked at Eric. "Considering the crab, maybe we should think about this before just walking in there." <br><br><br><br><strong>Alana, Jack and Sandy</strong><br><br>Rene had calmed down enough to sit in the same room with Alana, though the redhead often glanced at the doctor as though confirming that it was still the doctor sitting there. The silence was awkward, however, as neither was in much of a mood for idle chatter.<br><br>The sound of a car screeching to a halt outside got their attention, and in a moment Jack, Sandy and Stephanie walked through the emergency room doors.<br><br>"Thank God," Rene said, getting up. "There was a doctor here," she said, gesturing toward Alana.<br><br>She spotted Sandy then. "And you found another! But, where's Eric, and the other woman?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 09:18:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson smiles as she showed signs of happiness. "Eric's small team has gone to check out the theater, mostly since there's apparently a lead to what might be going on here..." he says and then gets a slight flash from the fight with the giant crab. "Oh, by the way we should find a way to barricade ourselves in a secure area. Basically we've encountered a rather disturbing scene which involves animals larger than they should."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 12:17:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh come one...we can always use a vicious guard dog." Eric said jokingly. He doubted anybody would consider Scrap to be vicious, and he was really more of an alarm dog than a guard dog.<br><br>Once they arrived he showed the same reluctance to just barge into the theater as Virginia did. "Well...what kinds of things usually live in movie theaters?" Eric asked, trying to imagine what they may be up against. The crab had come from a sea food restaurant, so it was likely already there in one of the tanks when it got super sized.<br><br>Eric couldn't imagine anything naturally living in a theater. Except for the occasional rat, but Biscay Sound was kept pretty clean and he couldn't remember any particular rat infestations. "We might run into somebody else, maybe that guy Sandy mentioned...." He said, thinking out loud. Other than that he couldn't think of much danger, but either way he would make some more spears when he got out of the car, just in case. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 18:20:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When they heard the tires squeal, Alana jumped up.&nbsp; Swallowing hard, she reexamined herself to make sure noting was going wrong.&nbsp; She took a couple of deep breaths, and then looked expectantly at the door.&nbsp; As the three people walked in, the doctor let Rene take the lead.&nbsp; She already knew them, or at least two of them, so it was just better to listen in and put things together that way.<br><br>As they started to talk, she went back over to Desmond.&nbsp; He still seemed to be alright, but she checked his blood pressure and pulse anyways.&nbsp; Then she started to get the gurney ready for transport, as well as packing up all the supplies she had gathered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 21:09:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite the ability to lift cars and rip things from the ground, Sandy reaches into her truck and grabs her crowbar.&nbsp; Then it's off to the SUV and climbing into it. "Didn't I just say that we shouldn't split up?!" She yells at the other car as the others climb in and drive off.&nbsp; She mumbles something under her breath about to follow them when she remembers that they have other people at the hospital.&nbsp; "Damn it." She then shifts the car into gear and turns it around so they can speed off in the direction of the hospital.&nbsp; She doesn't go too fast, but not crawling either, if she sees something they need to run away from, she's certainly prepared to do that....though she'd feel safer in her truck, or a car lower to the ground.&nbsp; However, as they arrive, she slams on the brakes and climbs out of the car, following the other two in and then popping her brows up when she sees the other three in the place...crowbar in her right hand, her left in her jacket pocket.&nbsp; <br><br>"What Jack means to say is that we followed rule number one for any horror movie, we split up." She grumbles and looks around the room.&nbsp; Not only did they split up, but they put both of their offensive players onto one team, and the two defensive players on the other team.&nbsp; It'd be all around better if they had just stuck together.&nbsp; "I don't agree with barricading ourselves, unless it's for the night.&nbsp; And even then it'd have to be a room with lights that aren't connected to the main grid." She shrugs.&nbsp; No way is she going to fight that damn dog thing in the dark.&nbsp; Creeps her out just thinking about it.&nbsp; "Hey, maybe we should get some portable search lights while we're at the hardware store..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 05:18:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Agreed, but if you keep driving so drastically like you did before I'm going to be taking over on that..." he says before remembering how his truck got wrecked. "Wait... nevermind..." Jack darts his eyes back and forth, not wanting to divulge that embarrassing information. "Either way, who's the medic and I'm guessing that Desmond is alright?" his hands find his pockets, realizing that he's the only uninjured male in the group at the moment, and feeling outnumbered on that thought he feels like he should pick his words carefully instead of just saying what's on his mind.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 05:50:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At his question, Alana looks up.&nbsp; "Uh... hi.&nbsp; I'm Alana... Alana Tyler.&nbsp; Your friend is stable, but I had to sedate him." The awkwardness she exuded at first disappeared as she started to talk about her patient.&nbsp; "He should have surgery on the leg to remove any foreign objects, and also to secure the bone fragments together.&nbsp; He has enough antibiotics in his system that he should be fine for some time, but without the surgery it won't ever heal right."<br><br>She too is keeping her hands in her pockets.&nbsp; There's a nagging fear that something will happen with these new abilities, and that these people won't be as accepting of it as Rene.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 06:00:22</strong>
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				"Sandy." She offers her name and looks between the people there.&nbsp; "How long would the surgery take?" And why aren't there any healers around when you need them?&nbsp; Which sounds like a ridiculous thought to her, but given that she can now fling a car and kill an SUV-sized crab, nothing seems impossible anymore.&nbsp; She keeps the crowbar in her grip ready to cleave anything that even remotely tries to attack her.&nbsp; "We're getting a car or something for driving, and maybe an ambulance." She'd gotten rid of a lot of her gear, but she's pretty sure she could find something around here that'd be useful.&nbsp; "The others were headed to the movie theater to see if they could find out what the 'Only One' signs meant, so we're supposed to wait here for them." She pauses, looks to Jack then shrugs. "Do any of you, besides Jack, have abilities?&nbsp; I think I can handle transportation stuff, but I'd like someone to go with me that can watch my back while I'm doing it." She pauses for only a moment. "But I don't want to leave the rest of you unprotected either."<br><br>Which would be easier if they'd just stuck together like she said.&nbsp; But nooo, they had to just go off and see about those movies that could have hypno-screens or that creepy ass shadow guy, or some freakish other monster in there just waiting to attack them...&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 06:44:07</strong>
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				<strong>Eric, Sandy and Alana</strong><br><br>Stephanie, the teenager, had found a chair once she arrived at the clinic and sat quietly in a corner. As Sandy mentions retrieving supplies, the girl quietly says, "I'm not going anywhere."<br><br>At the mention of abilities, however, Rene looks cautiously at Sandy. "Abilities?" she asks. "What kind of abilities?"<br><br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>The trio get out of the car and Eric finds a metal pole, peeling off three blades for Virginia and Rachel.<br><br>"That is truly bizarre," Rachel said, watching Eric fashion the weapons with his hands. She accepts the makeshift sword, testing its weight.<br><br>Scrap was left in the car, his doggie face anxiously pressed against the window, watching his humans.<br><br>"Okay. We might as well go in," Virginia said, holding her weapon and proceeding toward the cinema.<br><br>The box office was empty, of course, though the lights were on. As they approached, the door to the theater opened automatically, but Eric realized it was Virginia's power making that happen. They walked into the lobby, the deep red carpet absorbing their footfalls. The theater was small, with only four screens. The lobby was dominated by the snack bar, which was unmanned. A short hall branched off of the lobby, down which were visible the doors that led to the screening rooms. They all had signs over them, though all were blank except one.<br><br>"'Only One,'" Rachel said, pointing to the sign above the door furthest down the hall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 06:48:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Super strength..." Jackson lists off, pointing to himself and Sandy. "Some shaping ability, which is Eric's 'gift', and Mechanics control which is held by Vivian... those two are the ones scouting out at the moment." He sets his bag down and then holds up a finger. "Oh, and apparently slight Indestructability for myself so far, yet I think she has it too."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 06:52:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Jack, Sandy and Alana</strong><br><br>Rene nods as Jack lists off the available powers, the redhead not looking as surprised as one might expect.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 06:57:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm not bending my crowbar to show you." She says and then looks to Jack as he explains what he's got...and everyone else. "I think her name is Virginia, not Vivian." She grins at him, she's pretty good with names, though that comes from teaching dance and having class sizes of twenty, and needing to memorize names quickly. &nbsp;She twists her lips when he rolls off about being slightly indestructible. &nbsp;"As helpful as that is, I'm not sure I want to be testing my own indestructible...ness right now." She shrugs. &nbsp;Sure, it's great if she is, but at the moment she doesn't think that hurting herself to prove or disprove a theory is a great idea. &nbsp;<br><br>"Stephanie we're going to have to move at some point. &nbsp;There's entirely too many rooms here to be safe for any length of time. &nbsp;Although, for now we're waiting for the others. &nbsp;I just want to see what kind of cars we have to work with. &nbsp;Someone's going to have to drive the ambulance, and that'll also double as our field hospital if anyone gets hurt...that's not already hurt." She waits a moment turning to Jack...then the others. "If Jack and I are the only one's with abilities here, we'll just have to wait for the others to get here before going hunting for vehicles."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 07:01:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Did anything, um... happen... before you figured out you had abilities? &nbsp;Anything...peculiar?"<br><br>Alan's pretty certain about what they are going to say, but she still wants to hear it. &nbsp;Once she hears about their experiences, maybe she'll tell about hers... although she's not quite sure how useful it will be. Its not like they'll probably need a human puddle anytime soon.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 07:04:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huge blue beam of light from the sky, massive amounts of pain, something nearby either on fire or heated up incredibly high... then we have powers," Jackson explains, walking to Stephanie before squatting down. "It's alright Steph, but we'll need to move to somewhere else soon, since there's a chance that this beam isn't random and is instead controlled by someone."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 07:06:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy pops a brow up. "Bathed in an extremely bright blue light, oh and let's not forget the pain that felt like it was searing my skin off. &nbsp;But other than that? Nah, nothing to peculiar." She smirks. "Oh and the crazy shadow guy. &nbsp;But that was before I got abilities, I was uh, using my bull horn to search for people, and then this cloud blocks out the sun, and there's this guy there. &nbsp;Kinda far away, but his dog was fucking huge. &nbsp;Red beady glowing eyes, and an attitude, and scared the shit out of me." She shudders.<br><br>"So watch out for any creepy shadow guys." Which is kind of a given, but she wants to be sure if anyone sees him that they run. &nbsp;"It's also the reason I want to get some bright lights. &nbsp;Cause he kinda disappeared after the sun was back out in full." Either that or someone that could create light, that'd be good too. &nbsp;So long as that someone wasn't trying to kill them...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 07:12:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well...uh... I don't think we need to worry about it hitting again here, if it's random.&nbsp; It kinda already hit here."&nbsp; Alana looks at the newcomers with both apprehension and hope in her eyes.&nbsp; They could still decide she's some kind of freak, but the knowledge that they'd been through something similar is comforting.<br><br>Sandy's description of the shadow and his dog worries her though.&nbsp; It's only a several more hours until dark... what would happen if this character is real and working against them as the blond implied?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 07:15:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wierd, but cool." Eric said in response to Rachel's comment about his new ability as he handed her the sword. <br><br>As Eric saw the snack bar his stomach grumbled loudly. He hadn't eaten anything at all today, and free junk food just mere feet away was impossible to ignore. "Anyone want anything? Funions? Twizzlers? Popcorn?" He asked, half jokingly as he made his way to the refreshment counter. <br><br>He peered over it making sure there were no creepy crawlies waiting in ambush behind it before stealing a box of theater nachos for himself and anything else the girls may have requested, then joining them in the small hall leading to the screening rooms.<br><br>Eric let out a slight laugh as Rachel pointed out the 'Only One' sign. "There's only one of them." He commented on what he thought was kind of humerous. His joking around was an attempt to keep himself calm. He was in all reality quite nervous. There was just something about an empty movie theater that gave him the creeps.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 20:44:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>"That's not a bad idea," Rachel said as Eric went to the concession stand. "I'm starving."<br><br>She helped herself to a hot dog, neatly wrapped in tin foil in a heating bin. The popcorn was fresh and the drinks were fully stocked, as though the place was in full operation. <br><br>Virginia gave Eric, with his nachos, and Rachel, with her hot dog, a derisive look but said nothing. The group continued down the hall, like a trio of friends going to see the latest flick, while toting makeshift swords.<br><br>Virginia paused outside the door, then opened it. The room beyond was dark, but a shading of light informed you that something was playing on the screen.<br><br>Eric, Rachel and Virginia proceeded inside. As they rounded the corner, they saw an empty theater, but the screen was lit up. On a white background, in big, bold black letters, it said, "Only One."<br><br>"That's the same image I saw on the tv this morning," Virginia said, her voice hushed.<br><br>The image changed to show a color close up still image of a gray-haired man. That was followed by a younger man with intense brown eyes. The next image was Eric.<br><br>Rachel glanced at him, startled, then looked back to the screen. Other faces flashed by, each getting about four seconds of screen time. Some of the faces they didn't recognize, but some they did, including Rachel, Virginia, Rene, Desmond, Stephanie, Jack, and Sandy. Even a close up of Scrap appeared. <br><br><br><strong>Jack, Sandy and Alana</strong><br><br>Stephanie gave Jack a miserable look, but nodded slightly, understanding. <br><br>Rene paced the floor, pausing briefly to look down at her unconscious husband. "So that's it?" she said to the group. "We just stockpile some weapons and then sit tight? There has to be more we can do than that!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 21:33:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't remember posing for that picture." Eric said as he saw his face on the screen. His words were followed by crunching as he ate his nachos. As weird and creepy as it was watching a slide show of people's faces in an abandoned theater, he was still hungry. <br><br>"Whatever this is it was definitely pre-planned." He said, stating the obvious as a series of faces he never seen before were displayed. "I wonder if that crab is on here too..." He said as Scrap's face filled the screen.<br><br>While knowing who and what was still in town would be very useful information, he hoped there was more to this than just pictures of the survivors, or captives, or whatever they were.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 22:55:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>The faces slowly cycled through again, the same ones as before. "Well, no crab," Rachel said. "I didn't pose for that either."<br><br>The images flashed onto the screen silently, the only sound in the room Eric munching his nachos.<br><br>The speakers in the theater suddenly crackled and the screen went black, then a movie began. "Hello, what's this," Virginia said, watching with interest.<br><br>A movie appeared on screen. It was an old black and white, the soundtrack lurid and menacing. On screen you see a plain gray robot slowly walking toward a terrified woman.<br><br>http://www.imdb.com/video/hulu/vi1438711833/ (http://www.imdb.com/video/hulu/vi1438711833/)<br><br>Eric suddenly recognizes this as a scene from the 1950s film, The Day the Earth Stood Still, the original, not the Keanu Reeves remake.<br><br>Rachel scrunched up her face, trying to understand the significance of this. "Are they trying to tell us who they are?" she wondered out loud.<br><br>The image on the screen panned out to a full shot of the tall robot walking forward. There is a silverish flash around the outline of the robot, just for a moment. As you watch, the thing steps forward out of the screen and onto the small stage in front of the screen. The movie is still playing, projected now partly across the body of the eight-foot-tall robot, who is now actually standing on stage in the theater.<br><br>"Oh crap," Rachel gasped, dropping her hot dog wrapper.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 23:10:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey! The Day The Earth Stood Still!" Eric exclaimed, immediately recognizing the old movie. Though why it was being played and what connection it had with the events in Biscay Sound he didn't know.<br><br>"That...isn't good." Eric said as the large metal automaton stepped out of the screen. "That...shouldn't be possible..." He added, though considering his own powers he shouldn't really think of anything as impossible anymore. "If it's anything like the one in the move it should only react to violence...so...if we don't provoke it we should be fine." Eric said, backing away toward the door slowly. Careful not to raise his handmade weapon in a way that may be considered hostile. During his slow deliberate movements he kept his eyes on the visor on the robot's face, hoping it stayed down. The last thing he wanted was to be blasted by the eye beam of a fictional robot named Gort.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 23:16:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>"Yeah, good idea," Virginia whispered. She and Rachel slowly stepped back along with Eric, while "Gort" stood impassively on stage.<br><br>Then the narrow visor on its smooth face slowly rose, revealing a pulsing blue "eye."<br><br>"I don't think it's seen the movie," Rachel said, her voice thick with fear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 23:31:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Gort! Klatuu Barada Nikto!" Eric yelled. In the movie that was the shut off command. It was worth a shot. If that didn't seem to work he would look at Virginia hopefully. She had the ability to control machines, and robots were machines. Logically if the shut off command didn't work she might be able to stop it herself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 00:35:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Eric's movie knowledge was impressive, but didn't stop the thing. A thin beam fired from its eye, striking the wall above the heads of the trio. Rachel, Eric and Virginia instinctively ducked as the beam passed overhead, leaving a smoking gouge in the theater wall.<br><br>"Run!" Rachel cried, moving as fast as she could up the aisle toward the doors. Virginia was right behind her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 01:23:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Keep in mind the rather dense force feild that you and Desmond took a nice crash to," Jack reminds Rene, holding up an index finger torwards the direction they came from. In a few seconds after that, his stomach growls loudly and he drops his shoulders. "Right, almost no food during the day can cause that in a human being..." he says to himself before fishing in his pocket, getting a handfull of quarters before looking around. "Where's the lounge, and does anyone want anything? Food is definately a proirity when isolation is abundant."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 02:31:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Try to turn it off!" Eric yelled frantically to Virginia as he ran for the door. It had not occured to him that she had probably been trying.<br><br>Either way he didn't exactly stop to see if she was succsessful. When they were all out in the hall again he pulled the door closed and attempted to use his ability to squish the door and its frame together like one would do with two different lumps of clay. He knew the robot wouldn't be stopped by the door, but it would be slowed down...hopefully.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 07:29:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>"Fuck that!" Virginia cried to Eric's suggestion. "You try to turn it off!"<br><br>They were back out in the cinema hall in a mad rush. Eric began squishing the frame, jamming the door closed. It took only a moment, Virginia and Rachel looking on anxiously.<br><br>"Come on!" Rachel urged when he was finished.<br><br>The three ran up the hallway. They made it to the lobby when they heard a searing sound. Turning, they saw the blue laser penetrating through the door and out into the hall. The beam waved around, up and down, slicing the door like it was a piece of cheese.<br><br>"Ah shit," Virginia gasped. They ran for the outer doors, bursting out onto the sidewalk and sunshine.<br><br>Inside the car, Scrap leapt up at the sound, peering out the window with glee.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 07:33:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Jack, Sandy, Alana</strong><br><br>Rene threw Jack a dirty look, not liking his tone. However, when he asked about vending machines, she inclined her head toward the hallway door.<br><br>"I saw some machines out there earlier, down the hall," she said. "I'm hungry too. Come on."<br><br>Rene went out the door, heading down the hall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 07:41:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Gathering food doesn't sound like a bad idea." Turning to Sandy and Stephanie she adds "Do you guys want to go help them or would you prefer to keep an eye on Desmond here?"<br><br>Either way, Alana is actually just trying to get some time alone, or at least without anyone around her being conscious.&nbsp; She wants to try experimenting with her abilities before letting anyone else know of them, but she also doesn't want to scare anyone off like she almost did Rene.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 07:45:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric made a mad dash to the car, and hurried to climb into the front passenger seat. Once he was in he quickly grabbed Scrap so he couldn't jump out when the others tried to get in. He knew Scrap, he was small but he was protective. Smelling fear on Eric would make him want to try and protect him, usually he does that by charging and barking. Unless he was hit by a beam while they were inside, Eric seriously doubted that would work against the robot.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 09:32:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I've had plenty of food for breakfast." And she had, although she always has a good amount of food for breakfast, she doesn't really understand not starting the day off without a good meal.&nbsp; She always feels like she's dragging the rest of the day if she does that.&nbsp; "Um, I think we should all go, no leaving anyone behind, you know?" She grins to Alana and Stephanie and then gestures to the door.&nbsp; "Come on, won't hurt to stretch our legs anyway."&nbsp; At least she's hoping they go along, she doesn't think that someone is going to mess with Desmond, if only because he's on a table and unconscious.&nbsp; Splitting up again just sounds like a terrible idea...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 17:51:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Jack, Sandy, and Alana</strong><br><br>"Yeah, that actually sounds pretty good," Stephanie said in a sulking tone. She got up and walked out after the others.<br><br>Jack and Rene were already halfway down the hall. He could see a vending machine, stocked with the usual stale staples. Rene stopped and looked at the choices. "I'm so hungry, I could eat the machine itself," she murmered.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Eric was the first one in, followed by Virginia, then Rachel climbing into the back seat. "Go, go, go!" Rachel cried.<br><br>Virginia didn't need to be told a fourth time. The engine roared to life and the car sped away from the curb even before she put her hands on the steering wheel.<br><br>Scrap barked excitedly, not sure what the commotion was about but doing his job anyway.<br><br>Eric glanced back once as they hit an intersection down the street. Just before Virginia turned, he thought he saw the robot's tall form step out onto the street.<br><br>The car veered sharply to the left. "The clinic, then?" Virginia asked tensely. <br><br>As she said this, she spotted the police station down the street. "Or maybe we should stop to grab some weapons," she wondered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 18:42:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"If you don't mind, I'm gonna stay with my patient here.&nbsp; There's a couple more tests I'd like to run." &nbsp;It's not <em>really</em> a lie, she does want to test a few things, just not on Desmond. "Just bring me back something. Oh and there's some garbage bags in the closet around the corner.&nbsp; They should work pretty well for packing the extras up in."<br><br>Alana moves back over by the gurney, trying to look like she was going to continue evaluating his status.&nbsp; Out of the corner of her eye she looks to see if the other women leave like she suggested.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 18:52:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy looks at Alana and then down the hall.&nbsp; "Jack! Don't use quarters, just..." She sighs, shaking her head and then looks back to the room with Alana and Desomond. "You can run your tests afterwards.&nbsp; Have you never seen a horror movie? Seriously come on." She nods out the door and then walks out, getting the clean trash bags so they can stock up on whatever they find.&nbsp; She, herself, heads to a soda machine (if there is one) and attempts to rip the front of it off so that she can get to the drinks inside...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 19:16:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Jack</strong><br><br>Reluctantly, Sandy leaves Alana with Desmond, heading down the hall. Jack, Rene and Stephanie are surveying the food machine. A little further down is a soda machine. <br><br>Sandy grips the side and with a little coaxing, forces the front door of the soda machine open. The machine is fully stocked, and cold.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 19:25:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as she hears Sandy's footsteps get partway down the hall, Alana stands and heads towards the mirror.&nbsp; Glancing at her reflection, she murmurs "Here we go", then focuses on her hair.&nbsp; She thinks of it turning colors.... some odd color... how about purple?&nbsp; If this little test works, maybe she can try something more drastic.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 19:37:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana</strong><br><br>As soon as she thinks it, her hair turns purple, just like that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 19:42:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric sat back in the seat, breathing hard, his heart pounding in his chest. "I...vote clininc." He said. While weapons would be good, he could make weapons. But those weapons weren't going to be much good without the group's heavy hitters to use them. Especially against that robot.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 00:25:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Surprised at the ease of the change, she decides to try some more complex alterations.&nbsp; An idea pops into her head.... and she decides to try it.&nbsp; She thinks about wings, big feathered wings growing from her back.&nbsp; Ones like those angels are shown having.&nbsp; If she can pull this off... she can do anything!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 01:13:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana</strong><br><br>Alana thinks about the wings, and suddenly she feels a weight on her back and hears her shirt rip as wings sprout out. Unprepared for the sudden shift in weight toward her rear, Alana stumbles backward as her wings flutter awkwardly, knocking the contents off a nearby table.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 01:22:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lets out a whispered "Shit!" &nbsp;as she starts to fall.&nbsp; She hadn't thought about the change in body mass, or the fact that normal shirts don't exactly accommodate wings.&nbsp; Glancing around, she searches for something to cover&nbsp; her torn clothes.&nbsp; She spots a lab coat and snags it, ready to put it on if she needs.&nbsp; But first, there's one more thing she needs to test.&nbsp; Trying to situate herself in as open a place as possible, she spreads her wings and tries to gain some lift.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 03:52:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Reason for this, is that I'd rather still go about in certain areas as if they were still able to be approached by others," Jack says and flexes the fingers on his hand, concentrating on his index and thumb while picking up a quarter, warping it from the pressure he is trying to hold back. "Damn..." he mutters and tries again, the quarter bending again as he first picks it up. "Damn..." with another quarter in hand he tries again, pushing the quarter to the coin slot and then noticing that it wasn't going in. "Geez... I think something's jammed into it," he explains and then pulls his finger away, pushing it in and hearing what sounds like a snap inside of it before the change exchange below the coin insert rattling with metal. "On second thought, until I figure a way to fully control it I'll copy your technique." Jack then brushes Rene to where she's behind him before gripping one of his fists and slamming an elbow into the pane of glass, turning his head away before impact and closing his eyes, then looking back once the crash is finished. "Huh... sort of... fulfilling?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 05:38:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You know the fronts have doors, you could have just opened it." She points out, and for a split second she thinks about stealing the change that's gathered in the door, but then remembers that there are no other people...oh and they have crazy ass abilities like from some comic book.&nbsp; She starts to fill her bag with cans of soda then turns and tosses Jack the roll of trash bags. "Tear one off and fill it up with everything in there.&nbsp; We're not staying here forever.&nbsp; After weapons we might head to the grocery." She offers, canned foods would be their best bet for a while.&nbsp; Especially since they also sell can-openers at the grocery store.<br><br>Of course, her bag is forgotten as she hears Alana scream out and a tray clatter to the floor. "I <i>knew</i> we shouldn't have split up." Sandy bolts back to the room where Alana is...was and peers in. "What? What happened?" Of course if the wings are still in place she'll look at the woman, her wings, and then the woman again. "Um.&nbsp; You could have mentioned you have powers..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 05:59:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she first hears Sandy start back down the hallway, Alana's first thought is to get rid of the wings.&nbsp; Then she realizes it wouldn't matter... almost all of these people are just as affected as she is.&nbsp; She instead folds them down as best she can and waits for the other woman's arrival.<br><br>When Sandy screeches into the room and mentions the abilities, the doctor comes clean. &nbsp;"I was kinda asking about that a bit, but I didn't know for sure what I could do.&nbsp; I got hit with the beam and then pretty soon after I turned into a human puddle.&nbsp; Now I think I've gotten the hang of this shape changing thing."<br><br>With that she does her best to remove the wings, then slings the jacket over her torn shirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 23:07:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana and Sandy</strong><br><br>Merely thinking about removing the wings makes them shrink back into her body and be gone, leaving a gaping hole in the back of Alana's shirt. Fortunately, the jacket covers it.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Rene gingerly stepped around the broken glass littering the floor. "Yum," she said without enthusiasm as she grabbed a few bags of pretzels and cookies.<br><br>She turned to look with concern when Sandy took off back down the hall.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>"Clinic it is," Virginia said, speeding past the police station. As they arrived, she pulled into the emergency parking, the ER doors just ahead.<br><br>"Do you think that thing can follow us?" Rachel asked Eric, looking worried.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 05:22:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack looks back and watches as Sandy just heads over to view the racket. "Eh," he says and takes a bag of cookies before walking to the soda machine and getting a can for himself. "What sort of drink do you want Rene?" Jack asks and holds up the sprite that he has for himself. Of course he could have ripped off the door, but it's easier to replace glass than it is to re-align an entire door back onto a pair of new hinges. He finishes Sandy's filling of the bag and lifts it over his shoulder before walking back and getting the warm snacks out from the machine and then lifting the snacks over his shoulder. "You think that the electricity would have been cut if this was some sort of full containment," he says to himself and Rene at the same time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 06:29:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't think so. It looked like we got away before it managed to get outside. How can it follow us if it didn't see where we went?" Eric said trying to calm Rachel down. Of course, just because Eric hadn't seen it exit the thater didn't mean the robot didn't have a means to track them. <br><br>Eric got out of the car and carried Scrap into the clinic.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 06:49:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy nods a little bit. "Yeah...wait puddle?" The girl raises a brow then looks Alana up and down.&nbsp; She didn't seem to be out of shape right now.&nbsp; She thinks on it a bit longer and grins. "You know, that might mean you can't be harmed.&nbsp; Like if someone stabs you, you may be able to mend it on your own.&nbsp; Or maybe you could make yourself really sticky or something." She shrugs, maybe she'd read too many Batman comics as a kid and is thinking a little on the Clayface side of things.&nbsp; She puts up a finger suddenly when she gets an idea. "You have a lancet or something? Just prick your finger and try to close up your wound to see if that works..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 07:07:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Alana and Eric</strong><br><br>As Sandy and Alana talk, they hear a vehicle outside. In a moment, Eric, Rachel and Virginia come through the emergency room doors into the ER foyer. Eric is carrying the terrier.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>"I'll take a Pepsi," Rene said to Jack, accepting the soda from him. She took a big sip then shook her head when he brought up the power. "Well, apparently everything is still working somewhere. I'm thinking, by now, people in the outside world must know something is wrong here. It shouldn't be long before they try to help us."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 17:26:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana puzzles over Sandy's idea for a moment.&nbsp; That's a possibility she hadn't even considered.&nbsp; With a quick nod, she heads over to a cabinet and pulls out an instrument.&nbsp; Ripping open the sterile packaging, she pulls out the small needle-like object, then pricks her finger.&nbsp; She waits for the blood to start welling from it, then wipes it clear and envisions the wound and all the capillaries closing, returning back to normal. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 17:32:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana</strong><br><br>Alana experiments on herself, watching the bubble of blood form on her finger. Cleaning it, she thinks, and sees the small hole in her skin close up. However, she can still feel some pain, and in a few seconds a bit more blood appears.<br><br>Alana gets the impression that she did change the shape of the tiny wound, but the tissue was still damaged, and she couldn't change that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 17:39:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a small sigh, Alana grabs a finger-tip bandage and puts it over the tiny hole.&nbsp; Apparently she can change the shape of her body completely, but once something is damaged, it stays that way.&nbsp; She gives a shrug to Sandy. "Guess that doesn't work."<br><br>Then another idea pops into her head.&nbsp; She grabs the lancet again, picks another finger, and thinks about the skin becoming as hard as steel.&nbsp; She waits a couple seconds, then tries to draw blood again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 19:23:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana</strong><br><br>Looking at her finger and thinking steel, her skin instantly changes color, becoming metallic gray. She touches it, and it feels rougher, steel-like, though still somewhat pliable. She pricks it with the lancet, which cuts the skin just as easily as before, another drop of blood appearing.<br><br>She realizes that she can make her body change shape, and look like other substances even, but it's still her body and the basic cellular structure doesn't change.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>12-02-2009, 23:10:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack shoulders the two bags of sustenence before looking down the hallway. "Think we should check up on them? Seems a little quiet," he says and begins to head down, wondering what caused the ruckuss earlier. "Sorry for being rather blunt, but it is how I deal with a problem or obstacle that can be defeated in such a way." he apologizes to Rene, not wanting to be an asshole the entire way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 05:02:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, well at least we know now, right?" She grins and watches as Alana takes on a steel color but still manages to prick herself.&nbsp; "Better a lancet than a bullet or a knife, right?" She offers rather than this be a total failure.&nbsp; "What about shaping a hole in your body?&nbsp; So that if someone is stabbing at you, they might just go through a hole you create rather than stabbing you.&nbsp; We know you can't do anything after the fact, but can you dodge in unique ways?" She asks, trying to be as helpful as possible.&nbsp; "Or even stretch your limbs to hit someone that's out of arm's reach?" As she hears Jack coming back, or rather, the cans in his garbage bag clinking together, she pokes her head back out the door. "Everything's fine, Alana has got an interesting power.&nbsp; Imagine if Eric could do what he does to himself."<br><br>As the vehicle pulls up to the front doors of the ER, Sandy raises a brow, and then watches as the others come through it.&nbsp; "Hey, good to see you guys haven't suffered the horror-movie-fate of splitting up." She smirks and then looks about for Stephanie...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 05:57:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes...but we did have an interesting encounter with a classic movie monster." Eric said in response to Sandy's comment. "You ever see the day the earth stood still?" He asked, indicating which classic movie monster he was refering too. Judging from the general mood that the woman was in he figured that Desmond must be fine. Or as fine as could be expected anyway. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 21:46:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Rene walks back down the hall with Jack. "It's okay," she said. "I appreciate bluntness."<br><br>Returning to the emergency room, you see that Eric and the others have returned.<br><br><br><br><strong>Sandy and Eric</strong><br><br>Sandy glances around, but doesn't see Stephanie in the emergency room. The last she saw the teen was down the hall with the vending machines.<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 22:06:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The one with a big eye that turns into little bugs that eat everything and multiply? Oh that's fantastic." Her voice drips with sarcasm although she shuts up as she looks up to Jack and Rene as they come back with no Stephanie. "Shit.&nbsp; Where'd you guys see Stephanie last?" She asks and then heads towards the door to see if she can't find the girl.&nbsp; "Damn, damn,&nbsp; damn."&nbsp; The girl in the unitard looks about frantically, the girl she's looking for has no powers and is scared, them leaving her alone...&nbsp; Ergh.&nbsp; Okay calm down, find her and hopefully she'll be alright.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 22:14:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Since Sandy is obviously worried about the teen, Alana decides to help.&nbsp; She knows this building better than the rest of them anyways.&nbsp; She peers down the hallway, and then begins to walk down it looking for the girl.&nbsp; If there isn't any sign of her, she'll look down the nearby halls and see if any doors are positioned differently than normal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 01:10:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That was the rema..." Eric began to explain, but cut his sentence short as Sandy began freaking out. "Stephanie's missing?" He asked. "You sure she isn't just in the bathroom?" He added. Stephanie seemed a little freaked out all day and wouldn't be too keen on the idea of leaving the safety of numbers unless it was important, and many people considered not wetting their pants important.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 06:41:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hope she's just in the bathroom.&nbsp; We're not supposed to split up." She sighs and continues with Alana, especially as the doctor would know these halls better than anyone here.&nbsp; "Let's check the nearest bathrooms first." She looks back to the others and waves a hand for them to follow. "Come on!&nbsp; No more splitting up." She then looks to Alana expecting her to lead the way.&nbsp; "Stephanie?!" She shouts, hoping to catch the girl's attention and have her call back.&nbsp; This is like a very bad dream.&nbsp; At least if it were Virginia or Alana missing they have powers...she really doesn't like the blonde teen being missing like this.&nbsp; Even if it is just to go to the bathroom.&nbsp; Who knows what kind of nightmares are lurking in this place...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 23:08:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait, we have a Tin-Man after us now?" Jackson says to himself before dropping the cans lightly to the ground, tossing the bag of snacks to the three who just returned. "Have something to eat, though do you think it's possible to rip the head of the Tin-man off and use it as a weapon itself?" he asks outloud, moving to the doorway and looking to see if they were followed at all. If the answer is yes, he walks casually back and points his thumb to the doorway. "Oh, you guys have a tag-along. Think it wants to be friends?"<br><br>If the answer is no, he just keeps looking, putting his hand on the door's handle and bending it under his fingers. "Geez... Hey Sandy, how'd you get to controll your strength so well?" he calls back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 05:56:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana, Sandy, Eric</strong><br><br>Alana leads the way down the hall, with Sandy and Eric. Rachel paused, then followed to help look as well. Rene and Virginia stayed behind, watching as the others left.<br><br>The clinic wasn't as large as a full hospital, but it was plenty big with three floors. The first floor was dominated by the Emergency Room, supporting rooms and some storage areas. The second floor housed about a dozen patient rooms, while the third floor was all administrative and doctor's offices.<br><br>Sandy called out as they canvassed the halls of the first floor, but there was no reply from Stephanie.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Jack looked out the windows into the ER parking bay, but no robots loomed in the waning light of the day. Rene walked up beside Jack, looking out the window as well. "A robot?" she said, in a tone that implied she didn't really believe it. <br><br>She sighed. "I bet that girl Stephanie just got lost looking for the girl's room," she said, turning back to look after her husband.<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 06:08:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Leading the group up the stairs and into the second floor, Alana calls out as well.&nbsp; She's beginning to get more worried about Stephanie... what reason would she have for coming up here?&nbsp; The bathroom scenario had seemed feasible, but there's plenty of signs leading her to the ones on the first floor.&nbsp; Why head upstairs?&nbsp; Unless something made her come this way...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 06:13:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Giant crabs, super abilities... I wouldn't put it past anything to not have a robot <em>somewhere</em>," he says and then steps through the doors, walking to the street and looking around for anymore lights that might have shot down from the sky. "Maybe there's suppose to be something in that theatre which the robot was meant to protect?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 06:03:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana, Sandy, Eric</strong><br><br>The first floor had been a bust, no sign of Stephanie anywhere. Alana led them up a short flight of stairs to the second floor, that housed nothing but patient rooms. The clinic was not a full fledged hospital, but it contained accommodations for when they were necessary.<br><br>Several long hallways stretched out across this floor, with doors to the various care rooms spaced out along the walls.<br><br>"Stephanie!" Rachel called out, her voice sounding loud in the still place. There was no reply.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Jack walks outside, looking up at the sky. It's not dark yet, but give it an hour or so and the sun will be setting. He turns around slowly, searching for any new blue columns of light. There's nothing, then suddenly the hairs on his neck tingle.<br><br>A bright blue column shoots down from the sky, penetrating the roof of the hospital. From what Jack can tell, it's hitting right in the emergency room.<br><br>[OOC: The group of you upstairs do not see this.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 06:10:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With there still being no sign of the girl, Alana takes the group up another flight of stairs.&nbsp; She calls down the long hallway, and listens intently for any answer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 06:17:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana, Eric, Sandy</strong><br><br>The group climbs to the next floor, which looks much more officious. Several long corridors dominate this level as well, but offices branch off of the halls. Alana calls out, but still gets no response.<br><br>"Maybe she went outside, or is hiding in a room or something," Rachel theorized, looking worried and confused.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 14:17:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why would she do either of those?" Eric asked. He didn't see much reason for her to go outside, and as far as he knew nothing happened at the clinic that justified hiding.<br><br>He absent mindily stroked Scrap's fur as he followed the two women in search of the misplaced cheerleader. He would have set the dog down and tried to use it to sniff out Stephanie, but he doubted Scrap would know what they wanted as he wasn't exactly trained to track and hunt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 18:20:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You said a robot chased you here from a <i>movie</i> and I saw a shadow guy with a creepy black dog with red eyes.&nbsp; Not to mention the giant fucking crab from earlier.&nbsp; Not everything here is nice." She shrugs a little though continues to search down the hall, opening doors and trying to find their friend. "Stephanie!" She calls out, then looks back to Eric, Alana, and Rachel.&nbsp; "If this were any other situation, I'd say we split up and look for her.&nbsp; But that just seems stupid right now.&nbsp; Last thing we need is to split up anymore." Of course, the others hadn't come along which kinda ticks her off, but at least Jack's with them this time.&nbsp; Each group has a super-strong member with them. <br><br>She never did get a chance to tell Jack how she deals with the super strength so well.&nbsp; She just...treats the world like it's made of cardboard.&nbsp; It tends to help with being delicate.&nbsp; Of course as she's gripping handles (if they're locked) and forcefully turning them so that she breaks the lock...she's not being so delicate anymore.&nbsp; "Stephanie where are you?!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 02:04:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With his eyes showing the way to the emergency room, Jackson was running as hard as he could, slamming objects in his path before reaching where he believed the blue light had reached. The worst case scenario was that Desmond would be killed by a creature in the hospital who then wrecks havoc whilst the others are still searching for Stephanie. Best case scenario was that Desmond gets Regeneration or something to that extent and can finally walk on his own. He finishes his run at the doors to the emergency room, bursting through and hoping that he wouldn't need a weapon, realizing that if he did he'd end up like in the fight with the crab, knocked to the side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 03:31:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was only one more place the girl might be in the building.&nbsp; Well, it wasn't really in it, but still, the roof was part of the building.&nbsp; The three of them were making their way down the hall with no success, and that's the last option.&nbsp; If she wasn't there then Alana had no clue how to find her.&nbsp; Unless....<br><br>Looking at the dog Eric was carrying with him gave he an idea.&nbsp; Maybe she could enhance herself, give herself a better sense of smell, and then try to track the girl that way.&nbsp; She remembered Stephanie sitting in that one chair... maybe it would serve as a staring point.&nbsp; There's really only one way to test if it might work though...<br><br>She glances to each side for a moment to make sure everything was under control.&nbsp; The she focuses on the scents around her and tries to think about her nose picking them up better, finding new ones she couldn't sense yet, being able to follow the patterns they make. One that work just as well as a dog's nose.&nbsp; Then she draws in a deep breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 07:09:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana</strong><br><br>While the others search, Alana pauses, thinking. She takes a look around, then draws in a deep breath. And she smells ... the same smells she always smells in the clinic. Focusing on improving or altering her sense of smell isn't working. She gets the impression that, although she can change herself into just about anything it would seem, there are limitations on what abilities that might impart.<br><br><br><br><strong>Eric and Sandy</strong><br><br>They had searched the third floor, and were back down on the second, making a more thorough look of the individual rooms. Alana was paused at one end of the hall while Eric, accompanied by Rachel, checked into a set of rooms, Sandy looking into another.<br><br>Sandy opens a door and looks inside to see yet another empty patient room, with two empty beds. She lets the door slide shut when she hears a sound. Turning, she walks down the hall a few steps, then hears a creaking noise coming from behind one of the doors. It was coming from a room she hadn't checked yet.<br><br><br><strong>Jackson</strong><br><br>Jackson bursts through the doors into the emergency room, nearly knocking one off it's metal track. He can see the blue light coming straight down through the ceiling. Rene and Virgina are shielding their eyes from the glare, but in the center of the beam is Desmond, still lying on the table.<br><br>The beam suddenly disappears. Desmond is apparently still unconscious, but his body is shaking like he's having a seizure.<br><br>"What the hell is going on ...," Rene starts to cry, then something else happens.<br><br>Arcs of blue electricity suddenly spin off from Desmond, trailing across the floor and up the walls. His body rises into the air as though carried by the crackling tendrils of electricity. There is a sudden burst of energy, and Desmond rises up fast, slamming into the ceiling. Suddenly the strands of electricity go wild, sending Desmond flinging about the room, slamming into a cabinet, then back up to the ceiling, like he were a rag doll being flung about by a giant. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 07:41:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey,&nbsp; hey." She calls out to Eric and Rachel and then waves them over to the door.&nbsp; "Stephanie?" She calls into the room, pausing before trying to open it and push it open.&nbsp; She doesn't want to scare the girl, but then, if it's not her she also doesn't want to be&nbsp; unprepared.&nbsp; Thus she's not trying to rip the door off of it's hinges, and instead aims to slowly push it open and take a look inside.&nbsp; Fully prepared to slam it shut again if she manages to spot something that's not Stephanie...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 07:45:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				While she's pondering the failure of her ability to grant super senses, Alana hears Sandy call out.&nbsp; She turns, and seeing the woman beckoning the others to her, she heads that way as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 23:38:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Desmond!" Jackson calls out and makes a leap to catch the electric rag-doll as best he can, hoping that his slight sense of invulnerability would stop himself from being electrocuted as the unconcious body flies into objects left and right. When he can, he tries to anchor the two of them into whatever is available, even punching through some wall if he can manage it in time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 05:50:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"What is it?" Eric asked as he hurried over to Sandy. So far he hadn't seen or heard anything that would indicated they weren't the only ones on this floor. As Sandy pushed the door open cautiously he couldn't help but feel apprehension well up in the pit of his stomach. He really hoped Stephanie was in this room so they could all go back downstairs and rejoin the others. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 01:18:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric, Sandy, and Alana</strong><br><br>Sandy pushed open the door, which wasn't locked, with Eric, Rachel and Alana right behind her. Beyond lay another half-lit hospital room, with two beds. The nearest bed was empty, but a drawn curtain concealed the far bed. You can hear a rythmic sqeaking coming from it, and although you discount the idea at first, it sounds very much like someone having sex.<br><br><br><strong>Jackson</strong><br><br>Jackson makes a grab for Desmond, the room crawling with jumping arcs of electricity. As Jackson moves into the power storm he is struck by several branches of lightning, his body seizing on him as he hits the floor, barely able to control his jittering muscles.<br><br>Distantly, he can hear Rene screaming from the doorway, unable to come any closer. He glimpsed Virginia standing beside her, equally helpless. Whenever Jackson tries to move, he's assaulted by fresh waves of electrical current. It's all he can do to just stay conscious.<br><br>Suddenly, it's all gone. The electricity disappears, and Desmond's body, without the support, collapses wetly to the middle of the floor.<br><br>Jackson struggles to sit up, heaving in gasps of breath, his body aching like he just ran a marathon. One glimpse at Desmond tells Jackson that the man is dead; his arms and legs are twisted, his face is smashed and bloody.<br><br>Rene ran into the room, took a good look at her husband, and screamed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 11:02:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"What in the heck?" She nears the curtain as she hears the bed squeak.&nbsp; She looks to the other three in the room and motions for them to stay back for the moment.&nbsp; Why? She has no idea, maybe it's just Stephanie masturbating or something.&nbsp; Though, why are there only squeaks of the bed and no moaning to go along with it?&nbsp; Sandy pauses as she moves to grip the curtain, and then aims to rip it back to expose whomever might be there.&nbsp; Of course, her worst fear is that Stephanie is either dead or unconscious and this isn't a happy-sex time for her but is instead a horrific rape...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 07:55:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: Just a heads up, guys, that I'm going to be gone this weekend, so probably no posts from me until late Monday some time. Have a good weekend!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 22:09:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(lol same here)<br><br>Jackson couldn't help but take a mental note that even though his body was able to endure something purely physical, that electricity might not be that easy to defend against. "Can't..." he starts, his mind shorting out for a second and making him lose his train of thought. With a glance to Desmond he notices that the man he tried to save has died during the second attempt, feeling a sense of guilt for some reason coming from his stomach, before realizing he was about to throw up. With a quick double over and coughing he spits out some of the saliva which caught inside of his mouth, the sense of vomit subsiding for now. After a few minutes of the reaction, he looks to Vigrinia before Rene. "We <em>realy</em> need to break out of this place..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 01:03:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric looked at the girls in confusion as his brain attempted to register the sounds they were hearing. There was only one thing he could think of that causes a bed to squeak like that. The lack of moans also stuck out in his mind. He did as was instructed and stayed where he was, watching as Sandy went to investigate.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 17:22:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Eric, Alana</strong><br><br>The others hung back at the door as Sandy walked further into the room. As she nears the curtain, she can hear soft, muffled gasps accompanying the squeaks of the bed, further pressing into her mind the scene that was taking place. She grabbed the curtain and pulled it back.<br><br>There was Stephanie, naked, chest down on a hospital bed. Her arms were splayed out before her, wrists bound to the bed posts and what looked like surgical tape was tightly wrapped around her head to cover her mouth. She was on her knees, rear up, with a naked guy fucking her hard.<br><br>But it took Sandy's mind a moment to register just what she was seeing. As Sandy had pulled the curtain back, the guy turned to her, and he looked like a nightmare.<br><br>Where he should have had a face was nothing but smooth flesh, no features at all. His head was bald, completely devoid of any hair, and he had no ears. The only detail on his face was a thin slit of a lipless mouth, which parted with a hiss to reveal rows of tiny shark-like teeth inside.<br><br>He kneeled behind Stephanie, gripping her hips tightly with taloned hands, his cock thrust into her doggy style from behind.<br><br>Stephanie turned her head at the sound of the curtain, looking at Sandy with large, tortured eyes.<br><br><br><br><strong>Jackson</strong><br><br>Rene was crying as she hovered over Desmond's body. Virginia came into the room behind her, but then went to Jackson to check on him. <br><br>"Are you alright?" she said, kneeling next to Jackson. She looked over at Desmond's crumpled body and Rene sobbing over it. "I agree, we need to make it a priority to get the hell out of here. We can't just stay huddled up in this clinic."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 18:12:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy's eyes go wide.&nbsp; Not so much because of the man's face, or lack there of, but because Stephanie is getting brutally raped.&nbsp; She sneers, grabs the rail on the hospital bed and attempts to rip it clean off in one smooth motion.&nbsp; If successful the man, if he can see, will see something close to utter rage across Sandy's face.&nbsp; She swings the rail, aiming for that faceless face, more specifically his mouth and really just attempts to cave his face in.&nbsp; With the adrenaline coursing through her body she doesn't even think to treat the world like cardboard, or the man like he's made of paper, instead she just uses her full strength.&nbsp; "Get off of her!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 20:58:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh I'm fine... physically," he says and a small spark of electricity jumps between a few strands of hair on his head before it flattens sligthly. Jack looks to Rene and sighs. "There might have been something I could have done, but I don't know what..." He looks to Virginia and she could see the sorrow in his eyes barely poking past his iris and pupils. Jack was a tough man before the light hit him, but his soft spot was not being able to help and feeling guilt for what he failed at doing. "Rene, let's find the others and get out of here. If need be, I'll bury Desmond for you so his soul can rest in peace."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 21:07:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"What the hell is that!?" Eric shouted as he caught a glimpse of the faceless thing that was rapeing Stephanie. As Sandy retaliated against the perverted creature Eric did the only thing he knew he could do. He put the dog down and gathered globs of the metal door frame in his hands to turn into some sort of weapon just in case the bed frame Sandy attempted to weild wasn't as effective as she hoped.<br><br>He molded the metal in his hands, simply squeezing it with both hands causing it to elongate as well as form several ridges where the metal squished out between his fingers like clay. He pinched one end of the metal to form a point, then smoothed out a handle on the opposite end as he moved across the room to deliver his newly made weapon to Sandy if she needed it.<br><br>The sharp point combined with Sandy's strength would easily peirce just about anything, but the ridges formed by his fingers would prevent it from being easily removed once in. However, if removed by force via Sandy's strength it would certainly take some skin and muscle along with it. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 16:58:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana just stared in horror at the creature.&nbsp; While the other two jumped into action, she stayed back.&nbsp; It's not like there was anything she could do against the thing anyways.&nbsp; Feeling helpless, she vowed to use her medical skills to help the poor girl once this fight was over.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 08:11:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric, Sandy, Alana</strong><br><br>Sandy grabbed at the bed railing, wrenching it free with a metallic snap. As she swung at the thing, it tried to jump back off the bed but was too slow. The metal slammed into its head and chest, knocking it back against the wall. It fell to the ground, landing on its feet in a crouch, and looked up at her with a toothy hiss.<br><br>Eric had stepped forward, bringing with him handfuls of the door that he quickly shaped. He made it halfway across the room as Sandy stepped toward the creature.<br><br>As she raised her weapon to strike again, the thing suddenly disappeared. It seemed to Sandy as though the thing dissolved into shadow. The room suddenly filled with whispers, barely audible, like someone was standing next to your ear trying to tell you something.<br><br>Near the door a growl could be heard, and there stood a large, black dog with glowing red eyes. It loomed in the corner, baring its teeth at Eric.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Rene stood in a half crouch, looking down at Desmond, her eyes glazed. Virginia went to her, gripping her by the shoulders. "Come on. We should go," she whispered in the woman's ear.<br><br>Without a word, Rene slowly stood up and let Virginia guide her out of the ER.<br><br>Jack felt a little wobbly as he got to his feet, but the effects of the electricity were wearing off fast. The three of them walked out into the ER lobby. "Let's find the others," Virginia said.<br><br>Jack caught movement out of the corner of his eye, and he turned to look out the double glass ER doors. There, standing in the ambulance loading bay, was an eight-foot-tall gray metal robot. It's single glowing eye gleamed with menace.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 17:05:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't really make the connection at first, as the thing went into the shadows but as the dog appeared between her and Eric her eyes go wide. "Fuck.&nbsp; It's the shadow guy!" Which probably was obvious by now.&nbsp; Sandy backs up slowly towards the bed again and keeping her eyes alert around the room.&nbsp; She doesn't want to lose herself in a false sense by placing her back against a wall.&nbsp; In truth, if he can move through shadow then he can sneak up behind her anywhere.&nbsp; It's not a comforting thought.&nbsp; And suddenly she idly wished she was struck with light-powers.&nbsp; She's moving towards the other side of Stephanie's bed, in order to get the other railing and rip it free...give herself two weapons to deal with.&nbsp; "I'm sorry." She whispers to Stephanie though doesn't attempt to pull the other girl free yet.&nbsp; <br><br>Instead, after retrieving her other weapon she holds both railings up like shields and eases her way (if she's able) towards the dog and Eric, wanting very much to bash the dog that had scared the living daylights out of her earlier.&nbsp; Of course, now she also wants the guy to appear in front of her, so she can beat him into a bloody pulp for raping Stephanie.&nbsp; The bastard.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 22:28:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack couldn't help but try to pop his back since it seemed like he was twisted out from under a taffy pull. "Geez... I hope we survive," he whispers under his breath, turning to follow the two before he freezes in place and slowly turns his head to see the gleaming eye of the robot. "Virginia, don't look over here and find the others, we've got a robot on our hands." Jackson whispers to her, trying to walk by before jump-tackling the two girls if the eye begins to glow, hoping that he can keep them from being injured. <em>If only Desmond wasn't dead, his electricity could have taken out this robot with a quick short cuircut...</em> he thinks to himself before rolling to the wall and making an attempt to bust through it, flanking to the side and then trying to break through again and tackle the robot with his blind charge through the wall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>01-03-2009, 00:08:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After hearing the growl Eric quickly turned around to see the vicious looking dog. "Oh shit." He said to himself as he cautiously backed away, holding the 'pig sticker' he made up defensively in front of him. If he had to he would try to stab the dog in the eye with it, but of course would much rather Sandy just bash the thing's head in. He continued to slowly and cautiously back up toward Stephanie.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 07:32:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric, Sandy, Alana</strong><br><br>Eric held his handmade weapons up defensively as he backed toward Stephanie, who lay bound to the bed and struggling. Sandy ripped another railing free and, brandishing both weapons, advanced on the snarling dog. It crouched low as though it would pounce, but when Sandy swung at it, the thing vaporized as though the monster were smoke. She didn't feel any impact, she just saw the metal railing pass through the beast, then it was gone.<br><br>Sandy heard a hiss and looked up to see the faceless man standing in the doorway, regarding her with bared teeth. It stood right next to Alana and there was no sign of Rachel.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>As soon as Jack mentioned the robot, and not to look at it, Virginia turned to look. There it stood, out in a parking spot, gazing in through the glass doors.<br><br>"That's just great," Virginia mumbled, taking hold of Rene's hand. "Come on," she said to the woman, pulling her along the hall toward the elevators.<br><br>Jackson moved, charging at the wall and busting through with a tremendous crash. As he barreled outside, the robot slowly turned to face him. Jack continued his charge, though, taking it to the robot. The thing was taller than him by at least a foot, but Jackson hit it hard. The thing teetered back and fell to the pavement with Jackson on top.<br><br>Before Jackson could make another move, one of the robot's massive hands clasped around Jackson's shoulder and neck. The thing lifted him up, the vice-like grip nearly making Jackson cry out in pain. The robot, still lying on its back, held Jackson up before it, the single red eye beginning to glow brighter.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 07:51:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stares at the dog for a moment as her railing passes right through it.&nbsp; She idly wonders if it's just an illusion that couldn't harm them at all...a theory that she's really not ready to test, she'd much rather swipe weapons through it's body over and over just to make sure that it's nto solid.&nbsp; Her eyes flit up to where Alana and the man now stand.&nbsp; Her first instinct is to kill it, but then she notices that it's either standing right in front of Rachel or it's now taken her too!&nbsp; <br><br>"Alana! Where's Rachel?" They were right next to one another when she had entered the room, she assumed Eric and Alana were watching the girl with no powers.&nbsp; Though another thought crosses her mind.&nbsp; What if it is just an illusion?&nbsp; What if Rachel is still standing right there?&nbsp; The young woman in her dancing unitard, and her leather jacket pauses for a moment trying to figure out what's going on.&nbsp; Could he teleport people through his shadows?&nbsp; Is he really super tough or is it all just an illusion?&nbsp; No, not all.&nbsp; Stephanie was most definitely raped...now it's just a matter of how this guy's powers work.&nbsp; With that mouth and those teeth, Sandy doesn't think he's going to be much for talking.&nbsp; Maybe she should just bash his head in.<br><br>Though her next actions depend on Alana's answer.&nbsp; Is Rachel still right in front of Sandy? Or is this thing really standing so that she can't see Rachel...or did the girl run as soon as she saw the creature?&nbsp; Damnit!&nbsp; "Bastard, I'll kill you if you did anything to her..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 08:31:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When the monster appears next to Alana, she can't stifle the scream of surprise.&nbsp; She had been watching the goings on in the room avidly, and hadn't even dreamed that the fight would be coming to her. Then she hears Sandy's panicked question and realizes things might be a whole lot worse than she'd thought.&nbsp; Scared, she follows the first idea that pops into her mind.<br><br>The fragile bones of her hands thicken slightly, then begin to change shape.&nbsp; They grow new protrusions that stretch out through her skin as it obligingly separates for them.&nbsp; Soon the sharpened spears of bone stick out from between her fingers to a length of nearly 6 inches.&nbsp; Three of these claws are on each hand.... making it apparent where her inspiration had come from.&nbsp; And he mother had said comics were a waste of time!<br><br>All of this happened in seconds, as Alana looked frantically for the other woman.&nbsp; She spits out at the creature "Where is she?!&nbsp; What did you do with her?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 10:15:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric had backed all the way to Stephanie by the time Sandy attacked the dog. Eric spun around grabbed the tape holding her to the bed, and useing his poweres, ripped them away from the beds rails, freeing her. He was oblivious to the fact that Rachel had disapeared untill Sandy said something about it. He quickly spun back around to look at the door. He didn't see Rachel, all he saw was Alana sprout Wolverine claws.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 17:20:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana, Sandy, Eric</strong><br><br>The thing turns to Alana, hissing menacingly as she speaks to it. It stands only a few feet away, still naked as when it had jumped off of Stephanie. It didn't move to attack, though its claws were bared. As Alana grows her own weapons, the thing takes a step back, warily sizing the woman up. It lets out a hissing cry that raises the hairs on your necks as it looks from Alana to Sandy.<br><br>Eric has no trouble releasing Stephanie, his fingers passing right through the surgical tape, cutting them in half. As her wrists were freed, Stephanie rolled off the bed onto the floor and huddled in the corner. "Don't let it touch me!" she cried, her arms wrapped tightly around her legs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 18:13:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				They could so use Rachel right now...to run in and comfort Stephanie.&nbsp; There's no way a guy could do it, and very unlikely anyone with powers is going to be able to comfort the girl so soon after an experience like that.&nbsp; Very unlikely that Rachel would either, but she still feels like someone should be next to the girl and not facing this fiend down.&nbsp; How much she'd love Jack rushing in right now, tackling the thing, blind siding it completely.&nbsp; Though it's a thought left to the wind since she's not psychic and has no idea where Jack is at this very moment.&nbsp; <br><br>Sandy grits her teeth as the cry comes from the creature in front of them.&nbsp; Likely a person.&nbsp; Maybe even Stephanie's old boyfriend or something that had just followed base desires to be with the girl again.&nbsp; But that doesn't give him any kind of right to do what he did.&nbsp; She lunges forward to pelt the thing in the stomach with one of the railings, then raises it to try and uppercut it.&nbsp; Maybe knock it out...maybe just knock it down, but she's hoping to pin it to the ground with a railing across it's neck.&nbsp; "Tell us where Rachel is!" It's always helpful to know that Alana has her back, and Eric for that matter...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 22:24:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When the creature takes a step back, Alana presses forward an equal distance.&nbsp; She's pissed that this thing defiled that poor girl, and now apparently took their other friend.&nbsp; She'd mad that whatever is going on here has turned her into some sort of a freak.&nbsp; And most of all, she's scared of what might be going on here.&nbsp; Taking all this emotions, she wraps them into a ball and uses that to fuel her aggression against this thing.<br><br>"Give her back... NOW!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 17:12:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Alana, Eric</strong><br><br>Sandy and Alana advance on the faceless monster as it shrieks at them. Sandy jabs forward with the metal railing, hitting it in the midsection. The thing recoils over, staggering, and Sandy brings the metal bar up in a sharp "ping!" that connects with the monster's jaw. It lifts off the ground a few inches then falls on the floor on its back.<br><br>Sandy is on it, pressing the railing against its neck, pinning it down. The two women are yelling at it, but it barely seems conscious as it feebly presses its taloned hands against the rail at its throat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 18:44:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana stay there, ready to provide backup should Sandy need it, but something doesn't seem right.&nbsp; When Sandy had tried to hit the thing before, her attacks had passed right through it.&nbsp; Why wasn't the creature using that ability to escape now?<br><br>She places a clawed hand on the other woman's shoulder.&nbsp; "Sandy... something's wrong.&nbsp; Why doesn't it go to shadows and escape?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 18:47:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wow...she is kicking its ass." Eric said as he watched Sandy smack the thing around with the bed posts. He walked around the bed to make sure Stephanie was still there and was as OK as could be expected. The last thing he wanted was for her to be taken by that shadow dog while he was distracted by watching the fight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 18:48:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Okay, so here's my problem.&nbsp; Not that I don't want to kill the creature, but you saw how that dog was an illusion, right?" She looks to Alana for just a moment then back to the thing on the ground, trying to get the railing off of it's neck.&nbsp; "What if this is Rachel?&nbsp; What if it's just another illusion and it wants us to kill each other?" Granted she can't fathom why Rachel, it'd have worked better if he made Sandy look like the monster and had Alana and Eric attack her.&nbsp; But she's not complaining.<br><br>Hell for all she knows this IS the monster and it whisked Rachel away into another room to rape her.&nbsp; Then came back because...?&nbsp; To whisk Alana away? But then why would have come up next to her and not behind her?&nbsp; This whole bit just doesn't make enough sense for this to be the monster.&nbsp; Which has her extremely concerned.&nbsp; If it's not the monster and it is Rachel, then where did the monster go?&nbsp; Was it going to sneak up behind one of them and try to take them?&nbsp; Was this one about to sink into the floor and raise back up to maul them.&nbsp; She grits her teeth and glares down at the thing in front of them.&nbsp; "Where's the closest mirror?"&nbsp; Maybe that'd work.&nbsp; Maybe it wouldn't.&nbsp; But maybe if it's some kind of mojo done to them then it'd reflect back the image of the person they have pinned.&nbsp; Then again, maybe it's just mojo done to Rachel and no matter what she's going to look like this until they kill her.<br><br>"I know.&nbsp; I hit it before but it retreated into the wall.&nbsp; I thought it'd do the same thing here." She pauses.&nbsp; "But if we're wrong it's not like letting it up is going to do us any good..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 18:53:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana makes her way back into the room with Stephanie.&nbsp; After a quick glance around, she spots the mirror on the wall and pulls it down.&nbsp; With her claws still extended, she brings it back over to the prone monster, and holds it up so they can see it's reflection.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 19:10:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana, Sandy, Eric</strong><br><br>Eric takes a glance behind the bed to see Stephanie still shuddering in the corner. From the glaze in her eyes it looks like she's slipped into a shocked stupor.<br><br>Sandy lets up on the rail, but the thing just lies there, gasping as though on the edge of awareness. As Alana brings the mirror forward, she holds it in front of the creature, but instead of reflecting the gruesome face, you see a bloody-lipped Rachel with a swollen jaw.<br><br>The shock at seeing the reflection put Sandy and Alana on instant alert, which might be why they felt the presence behind them. As though out of thin air, the faceless monster snarls from behind and swings a clawed hand. The talons have grown to knife length, sharp and nasty looking.<br><br>Reflexively, Sandy and Alana jerk out of the way. Alana drops the mirror which shatters on the floor. The monster swings a claw at Alana who ducks just in time, the finger blades drawing a jagged line across the wall above her head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 19:48:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Goddammit!" She cries out as she sees Rachel in the mirror.&nbsp; Removing the pole completely from the girl she spins and finds the thing taking a swipe at them. A duck out of the way and it's swinging again at Alana.&nbsp; Bad move.&nbsp; She snarls and then thrusts the thing rail forward, aiming to shove through that toothy mouth and out the back of it's&nbsp; head...or just through where it's face should be...or it's neck.&nbsp; If she misses it's mouth she's not real particular about where she hits it, she just wants to kill the thing before it has a chance to rape any more of them, or fool them again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 19:56:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Rachel's reflection, Alana immediately jumps into medic mode.&nbsp; As Sandy removes the bar from the girl's neck, the doctor draws the claws back into her hands and starts checking over the prone form of her friend.&nbsp; She knows the creature is behind her, but she also knows that Sandy is taking it on, and will be able to call for help if she needs it.<br><br>Her first goal is to check on the state of the girl's lungs.&nbsp; The hard hit to the midsection could have broken ribs and possibly punctured something inside.&nbsp; After that, she moves her way to the throat, making sure air can still get in that way.&nbsp; Then on to the jaw and face.&nbsp; She prays that the poor girl will only be bruised, and nothing more than that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:04:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Crap! Forgot to think of a better plan again!</em> Jackson thinks to himself while instinctivly attempting to grip the hand, finding it rather hard to disarm from his shoulder and neck. <em>Wait! My keys!</em> With that Jack uses his free arm to reach for his keys, gripping them in his hand before bringing it up to the metal wrist and knowing there has to be a seam here or there, scratching the copper plated metal slabs to short out the robot, or at least it's hand. If that succeeds, he would bring it to the eye of the robot, but if it fails then he would try kicking the metal arm or kneaing whatever he thinks could help him escape. If those fail, closest weapon like object and hitting as hard as he could.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 00:45:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sound of the breaking mirror drew Eric's attention back to the fight out in the hall. He saw Alana knealed over a beat up Rachel trying her best to tend to her wounds. He couldn't see either Sandy or the monster, but heard its claws as they scraped across the wall. "D-don't worry Stephanie...everything's going to be ok..." He said in a nervous voice. He wasn't exactly sure she could even hear him, but he needed those words as much as she did. <br><br>As he watched, or rather listened to the comotion out in the hall, he couldn't help but wonder, where did Scrap go?
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 17:33:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Eric, Alana</strong><br><br>Sandy spins to find the creature behind her and Alana. Gripping the metail railing she shoves it forward at the creature's head. It dodged out of the way, though; it's lack of eyes didn't hurt it from seeing Sandy just fine.<br><br>The thing was quick, though, and swiped at Sandy with a claw that swept across her shoulder, tearing her clothing and drawing blood.<br><br>Alana tends to Rachel, which is surreal since to her eyes it's still the faceless creature. She seems to be breathing, but it's difficult to tell if any ribs are broken. Examining her face is no good, since Alana doesn't even see any blood on the mouth even though she knows it's there.<br><br>Eric glanced around for Scrap but didn't see his little dog.<br><br><br><strong>Jackson</strong><br><br>The robot is holding Jackson aloft by his shoulder, the pain tremendous. Jackson fished for his keys to use, but as he dug in his pocket, the throbbing red eye of the robot got more intense and it was clear the thing was about to blow his head off.<br><br>Desperately, he used his strength to push and kick at the metal arm holding him. The robot was strong, maybe at least as strong as him, but with a tremendous shove Jackson tore himself free of the grip and fell to the ground. As he fell the eye beam fired, searing through the air where Jackson's face had been a moment before.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 18:49:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Augh!" She cries out and takes a step back, one hand going to her opposite shoulder.&nbsp; Thank goodness for leather, even if he did rip through it like a hot knife through butter.&nbsp; He may have cleaved her arm off it weren't for her jacket.&nbsp; She sneers at him, then suddenly wishes she had Eric's sword.&nbsp; But she doesn't, he has the sword in his own possession.&nbsp; Which might work equally well.&nbsp; "Eric!" If the thing took it's eyes off of her it'd be extremely stupid, or if it didn't pay attention to Eric that'd work as well.&nbsp; He could, hopefully, shove that sword straight through this thing's heart...if it has a heart.&nbsp; This railing would be so much better if it had a blade on it...but it doesn't and rather than fight up close to this thing again she jumps away and aims to fight with the railing, to knock it's feet by thrusting the end between it's legs and forcing it's legs out, then using all of her strength to rip the railing up and smash it into this thing's crotch.&nbsp; <br><br>The hope is really that it'll not only smash it's crotch but rip up completely <i>through</i> the rapist.&nbsp; And if not, then maybe it'd distract the creature for long enough for Eric to lop off it's head, or send the blade through it's chest.&nbsp; She wants this thing dead, and as Rachel still looks like this thing, she's betting that spell only lifts if the one who cast it is dead.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 19:12:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Note to self: no attacking robots while unarmed...</em> Jackson thinks to himself before running into the hospital, leaving his keys behind for the moment. Hell, his truck is totalled and the room in the hotel could just be opened with a hard knock from him now. He continues to make his way through the hallways, trying to find the others and hoping that the robot is just a freelance 'agent' instead of part of a team, also that the giant crab isn't the robots friend at all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 20:44:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Eric heard his name he ran to the doorway to see what was needed of him. When he got there he saw Sandy facing off against the creature. He got the general idea of what she wanted from him. The thing could only focus on one of them at a time. He moved closer to the thing, being as quiet as possible as he looked for an oportunity to strike. He would aim to plunge his newly made weapon into the side of the creatures neck if he got the oportunity. He didn't know much about human anatomy, and even less about this thing's, but he did know that there were major blood vessels in the neck that carried blood to the brain. If he could sever those it would pass out within seconds due to blood no longer reaching the brain, and die within minutes for the same reason.<br><br>If, however the creature noticed him and decided to attack he would do his best to stay out of the creatures reach while Sandy hopefully took advantage of the opening.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 19:19:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Alana, Eric</strong><br><br>Sandy swept the railing at the creature's legs, but it backed out of the way. However, it's attention was so fully focused on Sandy that it didn't notice Eric creeping up on it. With his makeshift dagger in hand, he lunged for the thing's neck.<br><br>Eric almost hit, but the creature happened to move just as he thrust, the blade narrowly missing. Eric almost stumbled into the thing, which was surprised to find Eric suddenly all over it.<br><br>The creature shoved at Eric, sending him staggering into Sandy. With an angry hiss, the thing suddenly dissolved into wisps of black mist and was gone.<br><br>"Unnnhh," Rachel groaned from the floor, and she was Rachel again. The illusion the monster had thrown on her was gone.<br><br><br><strong>Jack</strong><br><br>Running into the clinic, Jack doesn't see anyone at first. Scouting out the first floor, he quickly takes to the stairs and comes upon Rene and Virginia.<br><br>"Thought we heard something up here," Virginia said as they came out onto the second floor.<br><br>Down the hall you see Eric, Sandy and Alana, and Rachel on the floor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 19:46:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack jogs up and then pants slightly. "Yeah, robot is tougher than previously thought," he says to the two, looking to the other three and waving to them before leaning forward and catching his breath since the adrenaline is beginning to dwindle from the previous encounter. "We need a plan..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>08-03-2009, 20:21:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With the illusion gone, Alana can finally work on checking out Rachel's wounds completely.&nbsp; Next on her list is Stephanie, then any of the others that have sustained injury.&nbsp; She's so intent on her work that she doesn't notice the arrival of the other group for a couple of minutes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 06:04:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come on." She tells Eric as the thing leaves them alone.&nbsp; Thank goodness, they could actually defeat that damn thing, they just needed to be smart about it.&nbsp; Hopefully all it could do is cast illusions that seem real but aren't.&nbsp; That would be a great thing, since that leaves only him as the thing they need to fight.&nbsp; She leads the way into the room to check on the scared girl in there...and well, she's hoping Stephanie is still there.&nbsp; "Jack!" Okay maybe a little over-excited to see him, but mostly she's happy that they're all alive. "Actually, on second thought, you two guard the room." The last thing Stephanie needs is two guys looking at her nude.&nbsp; <br><br>Sandy then moves into the room to see if Stephanie is still here, and if so, then she'll kneel near the girl, one of those railing pieces still in one hand...just in case.&nbsp; "Oh, god...I'm so sorry." And while it's a prime time to say she told her so, it's also incredibly cold.&nbsp; "Do you know where your clothes are?" Unfortunately it's not like Sandy has a whole lot to offer.&nbsp; There's her jacket and her unitard...and that's it.&nbsp; Maybe one of the guy's would lend their shirt to her...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 06:58:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Everybody</strong><br><br>Alana gets to work on Rachel, her skills taking front row in Alana's mind. Rachel has a bloody lip, and her jaw is swollen, but Alana determines that it's primarily a very nasty bruise and not a broken jaw. That was likely the blow that knocked the girl cold. Examining her chest and sides, Alana sees some major bruises on her midsection where Rachel caught the brunt of Sandy's blow. Feeling around, Alana guesses that there are no broken ribs or internal injuries, though it'll be easier to tell for sure once Rachel awakens and can communicate what she feels.<br><br>As Sandy comes into the room, she finds Stephanie huddled in a corner. The girl barely registers Sandy's presence, her eyes wide and shocked. Sandy sees Stephanie's clothes tossed under a chair. Picking them up, she can tell they will be useless; they were evidently cut off of the girl, leaving the clothing in tatters.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 08:11:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Eric, Jack...one of you give me your shirt." She looks over the clothing, sighing, though almost thankful she has the unitard on.&nbsp; It'd be harder to just rip off of her in this manner, and it's not as if she's going to get peeled out of the thing.&nbsp; Although she does, absent mindedly, zip up her leather jacket.&nbsp; She thinks about giving the jacket to Stephanie, but mostly she's more concerned about getting the girl covered.&nbsp; And this elastic-at-the-waist isn't going to cut it in covering her up.&nbsp; "We're going to need to make a pitstop at the clothing store, and possibly find some floodlights somewhere.&nbsp; I want to have them on standby in case that faceless creep comes back." Planning.&nbsp; It's her defense mechanism, clearly.&nbsp; Faced down with the very real possibility that she could be taken away and raped like this, or killed, or eaten alive.&nbsp; Yeah, that's where her mind shuts off from thinking of worst-possible-scenario and starts thinking of ways to prevent it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 20:58:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack jumped form the sudden call before sighing and walking up, not getting much of a word in before being asked for his shirt. Instead he gives her his sweatshirt that he has been wearing around his waist since the morning chill has left himself and the baggy clothing would be enough to act as an improvised skirt as well. He also takes off his shirt so she would be at least comfortable instead of just under a loose sweatshirt. "So you know, the robot is back," he says and rubs his neck, letting out that last cough which made his throat hurt a little more. He reaches to his sweatshirt before it's put onto Stephanie and takes a can of soda, reaching to the tab to open it up before looking to Sandy and then back to the soda. "Here," he says before handing it to her, knowing that if he's being asked for clothing that someone needs something to drink for sure, and he thinks that he doesn't want to know.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 16:38:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"The robot's back!?" Eric asked, sounding both angry and scared at the same time. Why was everything trying to kill them?...at the same time? "Wait...when did the robot show up? There might be a connection between it and the shadow guy...hell it might not really be there at all." Eric said sounding hopeful. He remembered the way the robot walked out of the movie screen like a bad hallucination and allowed himself to hope that was all the thing really was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 19:00:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks." She smiles up to Jack and then takes the sweatshirt and helps Stephanie put it on.&nbsp; She then looks back up as Jack pops the soda can and hands it to her.&nbsp; She gives him a nod this time, and offers it to Stephanie, whose stomach is probably one hell of a mess right now.&nbsp; "C'mon drink a little, we'll make a stop by a clothing store on the way to weapons." Hopefully to make the girl feel safer, of course they wouldn't actually give the traumatized girl any weapons, not that could potentially kill them if she suddenly got the illusion that their little camp was all that freakish guy.&nbsp; After a few sips of drink, Sandy won't make her drink any more and then will offer her a hand up.&nbsp; Her head does turn, however when they start mentioning a robot.&nbsp; <br><br>"What robot?&nbsp; That one from the movie?" She vaguely recalls, especially after this incident, that Eric was talking about 'The Day the Earth Stood Still' and a robot coming out of the screen at them.&nbsp; "At any rate we should probably get moving.&nbsp; I'd rather not get stuck around here without weapons that shoot bullets...and possibly a hell of a lot of flood lights should Mr. Creepy Shadow come back."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 20:24:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I saw it about... four minutes ago?" he asks, looking at his wrist to discover that his watch has been lost within the carnage, or that he didn't have a watch in the first place. <em>Damn, need to get a watch.</em> he thinks to himself, looking down the hallway. "I'll ask later, but what I think we could destroy the robot somehow, since it <em>is</em> effective to use keys to jam the joints and motors inside of it so maybe we can do something to it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 06:58:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Everyone</strong><br><br>[OOC: Sorry for my absence, work has been working me over lately.]<br><br>Stephanie rises as Sandy draws her up, and she allows herself to be dressed. She stands in a daze, though, and sips from the soda absently, as though on autopilot. <br><br>Rachel lets out a moan from the ground, and her eyes flutter as she looks up at Alana. "Why ... why the hell did she hit me?" Rachel asked, her voice slurring as she tried to work her swollen jaw.<br><br>Before she can get her answer the entire building quivers as a resounding crash can be heard from downstairs.<br><br>"Our robot, I presume," Virginia said dryly.<br><br>A dog can be heard barking, also from downstairs.<br><br>"Come on, let's get her up and get the hell out of here," Rene said, reaching down to help Rachel off the floor.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 07:13:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"That thing made you look like it.&nbsp; I thought you were the thing that raped Stephanie.&nbsp; Though when you didn't fight back I kind of got the message.&nbsp; Sorry." She explains in a hurry, looking to Rachel and then looking back to Stephanie.&nbsp; Besides just getting brutally raped the girl actually seemed to be doing alright.&nbsp; Well alright for having just experienced that.&nbsp; "I hate to say it, Stephanie, but I need you to walk with me, can you do that?" She looks towards the other blonde, and if she's agreeable, Sandy will take her by the hand and lead her out of the door.&nbsp; Sandy still holds onto one of her poles as a weapon then looks towards Eric.&nbsp; "Hey, could you shape this for me.&nbsp; A sword or something, maybe a katana so I have something blunt to use as well." She offers and gives him a smile despite what's going on.&nbsp; <br><br>"Have any of you tried to hit the robot in the eye?&nbsp; It just always seems like that's a weakspot on everything.&nbsp; Besides maybe it'll overload it or something and get destroyed." The barking makes Sandy jump, before she realizes that it's a much smaller dog than that shadow beast.&nbsp; "Hey, Alana, do you know where we could get some flashlights too?&nbsp; Does the clinic have some kind of emergency kit?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 09:31:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A sword?...maybe...I can flatten it and give it an edge, that's pretty much all you can expect though." Eric said as he took the bedpost made bludgeon. He began flattening the 'blade' out by pressing the metal with the palms of his hands. He then set the sword in progress on the ground, and held it steady, blade side up with his knees. He defined the sharp edge by pressing with both hands again, this time he only pressed the edge of the weapon and did so with the heels of his hands, which produced a much thinner result.<br><br>"Viola...a sword." He said as he stood, presenting the weapon. It was crude, and certainly not a katana, but it was a sword.<br><br>When he hears the barking dog, Eric's face lights up with alarm. "Shit...Scrap!" He yelled as he turned and ran toward the stairs to go save his grandmother's dog.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 17:36:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana nods.&nbsp; As per state law, every public building is required to be provisioned for emergencies.&nbsp; In fact, there's a kit located on every floor in this building.&nbsp; She heads partway down the hall, to one of the storage rooms, and pulls open the door.&nbsp; There on the wall is a rechargeable flashlight, along with some flares and basic rations.&nbsp; Scooping all of that up, she heads back towards the room in time to see Eric go charging out down the hall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 22:08:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would have tried but the act of being strangled sometimes doesn't let you think right," Jackson says partially to himself, turning to face torwards the barking sound before sighing and taking a soda for himself. With a couple of sips he gets an idea for a way to take out the robot, though then again such an idea is rather idiotic as well. "Damn robot has my keys," he says to himself and takes another sip, the idea brewing like a fresh batch of... well his mind is too busy to think of a good simile at the moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 07:25:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Alana, Jackson</strong><br><br>You watch Eric take off down the hall and into the stairwell to save his dog. As he disappears from view, the building trembles as an explosion from downstairs rocks the foundation. A mist of dust filters down from the ceiling.<br><br>Stephanie is standing in the hall with Sandy. The teenager doesn't seem to notice the shaking and booms, her eyes absently wandering across the hallway. <br><br>"I have to get home," she whispers, as though unaware she is even speaking.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Eric bounds down the stairs, thinking of poor Scrap. As he hits the ground floor he is nearly knocked off his feet by the boom of a tremendous explosion. The building shakes around him.<br><br>He can see the main hall of the ground floor ahead. Entire portions of some of the walls are missing, replaced by smoking debris. Through a haze of smoke and drifting dust he can see a red light, the eye of the robot. It's form becomes clear as the thing takes a few steps. It appears to be looking for something.<br><br>Eric hear's the bark again, and see's Scrap race across the hall ahead. The robot turns, finding what it was looking for and fires at Scrap. A sparkling beam jets from its eye, tearing another section of wall free and reducing it to smoking rubble. <br><br>Scrap, however, is unharmed, scrambling with his little legs across the cinders as he darts to and fro.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 07:52:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric's heart skips a few beats as he sees Scrap narrowly avoid death. He looked back at the robot, that didn't seem to notice him yet. While Scrap darted around distracting the thing Eric tried to get behind it. It only had one eye, so it could only focus on one thing, or so his logic told him even then it was just a faint whisper compaired to the voice yelling for him to save the dog.<br>&nbsp;<br>If undetected he would rush forward, then leap at the robot and close his hands around its head hoping that with his powers he could simply squish it. If that didn't kill the robot out right it should at least disable its eye beam.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 21:11:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson takes a step forward to Stephanie and wraps an arm around her, hoping to console her. "Alright, we'll go to your house," he says calmly, looking to the ceiling and closing his eyes before the dust could get into them. "Where's your home though?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 05:56:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy attempts to get between Jackson and Stephanie before he can hug the girl, and push him away slightly.&nbsp; More or less she's just putting her hand against his chest and she shakes her head no.&nbsp; "I know you mean well, but she's still in shock and the last thing she's going to want is some guy touching her.&nbsp; No offense." She looks back to the girl, still holding her hand then motions to the stairs.&nbsp; "Though we do need to get out of here and make sure Eric doesn't kill himself trying to save his mutt."&nbsp; <br><br>She does admire the sword that Eric had made for her.&nbsp; Not the best ever, but it'd do more than a pole especially if she swings it hard enough.&nbsp; Maybe she could find a dojo and take one of the real katanas from there and use it.&nbsp; For now, though, this would do.&nbsp; Hell, she'd settle for a machete at this point since they plan on going by a hardware store.&nbsp; Not exactly a place she wants to hang around though, it may have plenty of weapons, but that means plenty of weapons for the people that want to harm them too.&nbsp; She leads Stephanie down the hall, stopping each time the building shakes and makes sure she doesn't have to turn and grab Stephanie if the floor caves in or something.&nbsp; <br><br>She nods to the back-pack like sack that Alana holds for emergencies.&nbsp; "I'll wear that so that the weight isn't a burden on someone else.&nbsp; Jack, you go ahead and see if Eric needs any help, we'll be right behind you." She means that too, it's just that Jack isn't attached to anyone or anything and has the ability to run ahead.&nbsp; Meanwhile Sandy is occupying herself with Stephanie and the medical supplies it'd be hazardous for her to run ahead to try and help Eric.&nbsp; Gah, what she wouldn't do for HumVee right now.&nbsp; Or two, given the number of people in their group.&nbsp; Just the thing being bullet proof and able to drive through six feet of water would be a huge comfort.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 06:02:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana hands over the pack, knowing that even though she can manage it's weight, the other girl could do much better.&nbsp; She too is keeping an eye on both Rachel and Stephanie.&nbsp; Mostly she's watching for shock, but there's also a slight twinge of distrust in her mind.&nbsp; Why did the girl wander off?&nbsp; What was she looking for?&nbsp; It seems almost like too much of a coincidence that the beast attacked her just before they arrived.... maybe there's something else going on with the girl as well?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 07:57:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Eric makes his way down the hall, stepping over rubble. The robot had turned down a corridor, searching for Scrap, giving Eric the chance he needed to get up behind the hulking gray monster.<br><br>He ran for it and reached high for the robot's head, closing his hands around it. The metal resisted, it was made of something very strong, but Eric felt it giving beneath his power.<br><br>The robot turned suddenly, swinging one arm around to try and knock Eric away. The arm connected painfully and Eric found himself hurtling through the air and landing on a pile of crumbled wall. The robot turned to face him, and Eric saw that it's head was misshapen now. The eye didn't have as much room to swivel back and forth, but it still shone out through the distorted metal. <br><br>Although the robot had no facial features with which to express emotions, Eric still got the impression that it was very, very mad.<br><br><br><strong>Sandy, Jack, Alana</strong><br><br>Sandy intervened before Jack could put his arm around Stephanie. The teen didn't seem to notice the brief confrontation either way, her eyes wandering the hall aimlessly.<br><br>Rachel looked more awake and aware, rubbing her jaw. Rene and Virginia looked nervous.<br><br>"We should get moving," Virginia said. "But that was idiotic of Eric to save his dog. I'm not going down there."<br><br>Virginia turned and started walking down the hall away from the stairs that lead down to the first floor. Further down the hall you can see a sign for another stairwell at the far end of the building.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 17:10:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shit!" Eric exclaimed as he quickly scrambled to his feet and ran for cover. His ribs felt brused from where the robot's swing had made contact. He crouched low behind a ruined section of wall and grabbed up some rubble. He tossed the rubble out from his hiding spot, hoping the robot would track, and fire at the moving object. It seemed there was a bit of a recharge time to his eye laser, so getting it to fire at something else would give him more time to find a safer position.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 18:47:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Y'know, I'm thinking that just because it's idiotic doesn't mean that it was pointless," Jack says, ignoring that he was pushed away from Steph but then again there was a good reason for it, or there's something wrong going on. Jackson heads to the stairwell before calling Eric on his phone. "Hey, need some help?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 20:39:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy shoulders the back pack and then heads towards the stairwell.&nbsp; As much as she's loathe to admit it, Eric going off on his own doesn't really ring of brilliance.&nbsp; Even still they can't just <i>leave</i>&nbsp; him there!&nbsp; "The one that can control machines isn't going to go face the robot?" Sandy pops a brow towards Virginia then sighs.&nbsp; She looks at Stephanie, frowning a bit as she just continues to stare off into space.&nbsp; If she trusted them not to run off without the girl, she might hand her over.&nbsp; "If you're going to run, at least grab an ambulance, we could use the medical supplies." And then Sandy starts to work her way down the stairwell, carrying Stephanie if she needs to.&nbsp; <br><br>Like she said, she's going to be right behind Jack, she just needs some time to get down there since she's pulling Stephanie along with her.&nbsp; Or maybe she should leave her with Alana.&nbsp; But honestly she's hoping that Alana is following them down.&nbsp; After they deal with this thing they'll need to bolt out of the building...it can't be too stable with the way that robot is blowing holes in everything.&nbsp; Honestly, Sandy thinks of herself more as the cavalry, if everything starts going to shit in there she'll tuck Stephanie and the pack into a corner of stability in the stairwell, and then jet off to save the day.&nbsp; Or at least try to...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 18:17:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Sandra struggle to keep Stephanie with her, Alana places a hand on her shoulder.&nbsp; "I'll keep an eye on her, and bring her with us.&nbsp; I don't think I'm gonna be able to help too much against a robot.&nbsp; But I will grab an ambulance like you suggested, and I'll try to bring it around front in case you guys need help escaping."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 06:59:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: Sorry for my delay, once again. I had a big personal issue erupt with me Thursday night that has dominated my time since, but it's just about resolved. I'm just checking in now to make sure everyone is still here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 08:52:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Yep, I am)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 20:13:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(aye aye, still alive)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 20:13:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(I'm still in)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 01:04:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(Still here!)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 17:49:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[OOC: Okay, good, everyone is still on board!]<br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>The robot slowly turn to watch Eric as he dove for cover, the eye pulsing brighter. As Eric tosses out a brick, the robot takes the bait and fires, searing a wedge out of another wall.<br><br><br><strong>Jack, Sandy, Alana</strong><br><br>Jack and Sandy head for the stairs, Sandy leading Stephanie by the hand. Virginia watches them for a moment, but doesn't answer Sandy. <br><br>Stephanie offers no resistance as Alana takes her off of Sandy's hands. Virginia and Rene wait for them to come their way. Alana is aware that there is indeed another stairwell at the end of the hall. This is the outer stairs, and the ground floor leads to a parking structure behind the building.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 00:02:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric ran along the wall into a filing room, he stayed against the wall, peering around a broken down section hoping to see the robot slowly moving toward his previous position looking for him in the wrong place.<br>&nbsp;<br>Eric glanced around quickly searching for Scrap, hoping the dog was smart enough to stay quiet for a minute. At that second his cell phone rang, undoubtedly drawing the robot's attention to him again. He quickly looked at his phone and saw it was Jack. *You idiot! Are you trying to get me killed!* He thought as he quickly silenced the phone and ran for cover.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 03:14:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After being on the ring for a few seconds before getting a voice mail, Jack closes his phone and looks to the others. "Eric's probably gotten himself into trouble," he says before heading to where Eric was when he ran off, keeping to a slight jog though slowing down and peeking around corners before turning them, not wanting to be ambushed by something.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 20:56:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy looks to Alana as she takes Stephanie off of her hands. "Actually that's not a bad idea, take Rachel and Virginia and this pack with you." She shoulders the pack off of her own back.&nbsp; Get the ambulance maybe two if Virginia can get them started and see to Rachel and Stephanie.&nbsp; I'm going to go help Jack and Eric." She waits for the other woman to take the girl and the pack then heads out towards where the robot is.&nbsp; She zips up her leather jacket, leaving the bottom half of her dark-blue unitard exposed (along with the black leg warmers and sneakers) making it look like she might have been on a morning jog.<br><br>Of course, the purpose is in case she has to do battle with something.&nbsp; If it rips through her jacket she may be able to salvage her spandex.&nbsp; Not like it's any great protection but it's relatively warm and it's covering her up currently so it's better than nothing.&nbsp; She's actually starting to wonder if Eric can't fashion some kind of armor for them.&nbsp; It might require him to get a little physical to shape it to them, but it might do them some good if they come up against creatures that can slice through leather...like that <i>thing</i> that raped Stephanie.&nbsp; <br><br>For now she slinks out into the battlefield, as it is, and listens for the big clomping steps of the robot versus the lighter footsteps that Jack and Eric would be making, or the pitter-patter of little doggie footsteps.&nbsp; And...of course, keeping an eye out for any freak with no face...&nbsp; Last thing she wants to be doing is hiding from a giant robot while Mr. Claws takes her from behind!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>10-04-2009, 07:41:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Eric bolted as the robot turned his damaged head toward the sound of the chiming phone. There was an open doorway ahead of him that led into an undamaged room, and Eric went for it. As he crossed the hall he heard the sizzling of the robot's beam a split second before he felt it tearing into his right leg.<br><br>Eric cried out as he tumbled into the room. He looked down at his leg, which was already coated in blood, and there was more gushing where that came from. The pain was terrible.<br><br><br><strong>Jack and Sandy</strong><br><br>Jack and Sandy made it downstairs, which was littered with rubble. Some of the flourescents above were out, hanging by wires. The place looked like it had been redecorated by Smith and Wesson. Slowly making their way around a corner, they saw the robot down a short hall. It's back was to Jack and Sandy and as they watched, the robot fired at something down another hall that they couldn't see.<br><br><br><strong>Alana</strong><br><br>With Stephanie in her care now, Alana made her way down the hall with Rene and Virginia. They pushed through the metal door into the concrete stairwell and quickly proceeded down, Stephanie moving slowly. The door at the bottom let out into a covered parking garage. There were a few sedans, but no ambulances; those were kept around the side in a separate yard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>10-04-2009, 08:30:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still supporting Stephanie, Alana turns to Virginia.&nbsp; "The ambulances are around the corner.&nbsp; How many vehicles do you think you can control at one time?&nbsp; Or could you just start one up for me to drive?&nbsp; It might not be a bad idea for us to take multiple vehicles so we can have more options for escape."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>11-04-2009, 19:34:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jack silently turns to Sandy, holding up his middle and index fingers before quarter-turning them to point to the robot, then in another direction so then he can tell her where to go quickly. He might not be military experienced, but hell he's seen enough movies to fake it the wrong way. "See if you can find something to get inbetween it's joints. I'll keep it distracted, since it definately shot at something living. Sound like a good plan?" he asks her, though with any sort of reply he quickly picks up a piece of rubble, charging at the robot and making a wind-up with the rubble, throwing it as hard as he can to hit the robot's head, then making a tackle into the robot to hit it into a wall and out of sight from what it's target was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 17:28:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Spotting Jack, Sandy moves over to him and then he motions where he wants her to go...<i>then</i> he tells her what he's planning.&nbsp; "So are you using hand signals or just talking?" She smirks, a whisper then nods.&nbsp; "Not real...ly." And he's off to go start with his plan, distracting the robot while she finds something to shove between it's joints.&nbsp; So she looks for something, eyes searching the area for anything that looks good to hack into the robot's joints.&nbsp; Giving the robot multiple targets, would be her plan.&nbsp; It only has one eye, only so much it can keep up with.&nbsp; <br><br>If she finds something, she'll pick it up and then look off to where Jack ran to and try a slightly more stealthy approach of coming up behind the machine to ram the weapon into the back of it's knee, pull it out, and maybe it'd look at her so she could try it again, only to shove it into the robot's eye!&nbsp; Or at least that's her small plan.&nbsp; Get it's attention, maybe disable it, and then go in for the kill.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 00:46:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric grits his teeth hard as he grunts loudly in pain as his hands sought out the the wound. He lifted his hand off the wound, barely managing to hold back a cry of pain. He watched as his blood poured out with every beat of his racing heart. He quickly pressed his hands to the wound, trying desperately to stop the bleeding.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>14-04-2009, 07:02:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana</strong><br><br>Virginia looked around at the cars as she considered Alana's question. "I'm not sure," she said. "I could probably start more than one."<br><br>The building shook as more action took place inside, a fine layer of dust sifting down from the concrete roof of the parking structure.<br><br><br><strong>Jack, Sandy</strong><br><br>Jackson chucks a piece of rubble as he runs at the robot. His throw went a little wide, though, and sailed past the robot hitting the wall in front of it hard enough to embed itself in the plaster. The robot began to turn to see where the shot had come from when Jack collided with it.<br><br>Although the thing was taller than Jackson, he hit it hard and lifted it off the ground with his force, taking both of them into a wall, and through it in a shower of rubble. It nearly fell over but steadied itself by gripping an examining table, Jackson holding onto it still as the room shuddered around them.<br><br>Sandy had found a piece of twisted metal lying on the floor, rubble from a busted wall. Picking it up, she moved toward the wreckage that Jack's charge had made, though she couldn't get close enough to make a stealthy approach to the robot.<br><br>With its free arm, it swung trying to dislodge Jackson, though it missed, still unsteady on its feet after the tackle.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br>Eric's hand came away bloody, his leg aching. He heard a loud crash out in the hall, though from his point of view he couldn't see anything. Judging from the pain, he doubted he'd be doing any walking on his right leg, assuming he just didn't die outright from blood loss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>14-04-2009, 17:38:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, please try.&nbsp; Do the ambulance first, and then whatever else you would want to drive.&nbsp; If you can just start it, I'll drive the EMV.&nbsp; I promised the others that I'd try to give them an escape if they need it, and from the sounds and the shaking, that's quite possible."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 21:20:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With stealthy out the window she tries for something else.&nbsp; The direct approach isn't bad all the time.&nbsp; She straightens out the rod she'd found and then waits for a moment.&nbsp; Then she's in the room while the robot is trying to bat Jack away moving in front of it, waiting for that red eye to glow bright then tries to shove the rod right into that eye.&nbsp; It worked in Independence Day.&nbsp; Wait until the aliens charge up and then shove a bomb in.&nbsp; So why shouldn't it work here? Other than the rod isn't a bomb and if she times it wrong she'll have to be dodging out of the way of a laser beam.&nbsp; Not to mention the guy died in Independence Day.&nbsp; Ugh, things she should have thought of BEFORE putting this plan into action.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>18-04-2009, 05:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson's eye caught the whiff from a lack of balance, and then comes to a quick and instinctual decision: kick the robot's foot into the floor and get it stuck. Even better, suplex the metal bastard. "Over and under!" he calls out before attempting to grab the robot with both of his arms around it, squatting down before throwing his weight backwards and pulling the robot upwards, attempting to smash the taller humanoid into the ground and keep that eye out of sight for a few seconds, hoping to find out what it was shooting at and then getting everyone to safety.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 07:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana</strong><br><br>They find the ambulances around the corner in a service lot. Virgina looks at one, and the engine rumbles to life, the vehicle idling in place. She glances at a second, and it starts up as well, both ambulances humming in their spaces.<br><br>"That's what I call triple-A service," Rachel said.<br><br>Virginia turned to look at the group, a pleased smile on her face. "Just like magic," she said, the driver's side doors of the vehicles swinging open.<br><br><br><strong>Jackson, Sandy</strong><br><br>Jackson and the robot are struggling with each other as Sandy makes her approach. The metal monster rears around toward her, Jackson holding onto it, and Sandy rams the bar at its eye. She feels the bar crunch home, and is greeted by a shower of blue sparks as the rod sinks into the machine's head.<br><br>The robot jerks violently back away from Sandy, its arms flying wide as it windmills back and collapses against a wall before sliding down toward the floor, coming to rest atop a pile of rubble. The robot's face is a burnt mess, the eye extinguished. It lies motionless.<br><br>Jackson had let go as the thing went down, his plan of attack rendered null and void. <br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br>Eric's world was swimming before him. The pain was gone, as was most feeling in his body. He lay on his back in a widening pool of his own blood, consciousness slowly ebbing away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 09:33:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It worked." She stares for a moment and juts her arms above her head.&nbsp; "It worked!" She's a little surprised by that and grins.&nbsp; "Mark another one down for team Sandy." She licks her finger and writes on an invisible board.&nbsp; She grins, though it fades a moment later.&nbsp; "Where's the dog?&nbsp; Where's Eric?" She looks around then cups her hands around her mouth. "Eric! Dog!" What else is she supposed to call the dog?&nbsp; It's not as if she knows it's name.<br><br>If she's able to find Eric, she'll rush to him and try to take off his belt.&nbsp; Not to strip him or anything, but to make a tourniquet above the wound on his leg.&nbsp; It's terrible and horrible and all kinds of nasty.&nbsp; But maybe what's most disturbing is how <i>fast</i> Sandy thinks to make the thing and how she doesn't out-right puke at such an amount of blood on the floor like most...sane people would.&nbsp; "Get Alana...now!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 20:04:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric's head is swimming as he continues to try to hold his blood in. He heard the sounds of the robot collapsing, and so let out a loud moan, hoping who ever it was that killed the robot would hear him and come to help. If it turned out to be something worse, well...he's dead anyway.<br>&nbsp;<br>He fell backward, his vision beginning to tunnel. He fought the urge to close his eyes and go to sleep. Even in his current state he knew doing so would only mean his death.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 03:14:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After letting go of the robot, mostly right at the sudden jerk before he could get both arms around it, Jackson popped his shoulders before giving a two finger salute to Sandy. "On it," he says before heading to where they would meet up. "We'll talk about the team name later!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>20-04-2009, 07:17:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Helping the girl into the cab, Alana runs around to the other side and slides into the driver's seat.&nbsp; "So... are you gonna drive this thing or should I?" she shouts towards Virginia.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 07:31:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Eric</strong><br><br>Sandy dashes from her victory against the robot and soon finds Eric in a small room off the hall, lying semi-conscious in a pool of his own blood. She strips off his belt and ties it tight around his leg, trying to stem the tide.<br><br><br><strong>Alana</strong><br><br>Alana climbs into the driver's seat of the ambulance, Stephanie sitting beside her.<br><br>"I'll take the other ambulance," Virginia says from outside. "Yours will stay running until I tell it to stop ... I think. So you should be okay driving it."<br><br>Virginia climbed into the driver's seat of the other ambulance, Rachel hopping into the passenger seat beside her.<br><br><br><strong>Jackson</strong><br><br>Jackson ran through the ruined lower halls of the clinic toward the front doors, looking for signs of the others. If they'd been successful, then they should be pulling up with transportation ... any time now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 17:26:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, no falling unconscious." She slaps at Eric's cheeks, wishing sorely that she could find some smelling salts to keep him awake.&nbsp; Instead she looks down at him, kneeling over him, and yet managing to stay largely out of his blood.&nbsp; Don't girls normally faint at a finger prick? And yet she's got her shoes all up in his blood and doesn't seem to bat an eyelash.&nbsp; She slaps his face, gently, again to keep him from going under.&nbsp; "You get through this and I'll give you a kiss, alright?" Making a deal like that. Cassandra knows she's hot as hell, big boobs, nice butt, tall with long legs and she's wearing a spandex unitard.&nbsp; "You gotta stay with me though.&nbsp; Tell me about yourself.&nbsp; What are some of your hobbies?" Keep them talking, granted it wears them out, but it keeps their mind going well enough until a doctor could get there.&nbsp; <br><br>She does bother looking up, though, to make sure no concrete slab is about to fall on them.&nbsp; If it looks like they're in a safe place, she'll remain where she is.&nbsp; There's hardly any good that can come from moving him unless this area is less safe than she thinks.&nbsp; Well, of course it's not all that safe, that robot tore this place up.&nbsp; For now, though, her attention is completely on Eric.&nbsp; Not even worrying about that faceless guy like she probably should be...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 19:40:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shifting the boxy vehicle into drive, Alana steers out towards the front of the building.&nbsp; Within seconds she can see the destruction the fighting has caused.&nbsp; Pulling up by the doors, she sees the approaching figure of Jackson.&nbsp; She rolls down the window and shouts out of it "What happened?&nbsp; Where are the other two?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 02:15:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sandy is getting Eric," he says and jogs up to the opened window. "Robot is down, and I was told to make sure you guys are alright." Jackson flashes a smile, mostly out of accomplishment. "If Eric is alright, he could probably make some good armor out of that robot's body, since it is <em>realy</em> tough." He quickly slides into the car and looks out the window, scanning the area and hoping that there aren't any new monsters here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 10:06:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...fix com...computers...in...my par...parent's bas..basement..." He said as he struggled to stay concious. Help was here, all he had to do was stay awake and he might be ok. "I....a-also write web co...comics." He added as he tried to keep talking like she asked, finding it helpped stay awake, but it was getting harder to form the words.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Wh...where's...my dog?" He asked, before groaning in pain as the belt was tightened around his leg.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 06:43:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Eric</strong><br><br>Sandy hadn't seen Eric's dog, and it was likely buried under a pile of rubble somewhere out in the hall. However, even as she wondered about this, she heard panting. Sandy turned to see the little dog making its way into the room, powdery dust coating its furry back.<br><br>The terrier came alongside Eric and licked his cheek once, then sat down beside him.<br><br>The belt around his thigh was slowing the loss of blood, but Eric found it very difficult to concentrate. He just wanted to close his eyes and drift away.<br><br><br><strong>Jack, Alana</strong><br><br>Jack sees no monsters out on the street, everything seems fine. The sun is beginning to set, with maybe an hour of daylight left at the most.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 18:40:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Okay, by get Alana she meant for Jack to bring her back to look at Eric.&nbsp; She frowns as she looks up the way and then another.&nbsp; "I haven't seen him.&nbsp; I'm sure he's around here somewhere." Speak of the devil.&nbsp; The dog comes trotting up to lick his owner's face.&nbsp; "See?" She smiles though the look of his leg is a little more than concerning.&nbsp; She's starting to wish she came with healing abilities instead of strength.&nbsp; She has no idea what to do with that leg.&nbsp; "JACKSON!" She cries out, listens for a moment and then looks towards the doors.&nbsp; No way she's leaving Eric here.<br><br>"Keep talking, Eric.&nbsp; What are your web comics about?" She asks, she might as well inquire maybe she'll even check them out after this is all finished.&nbsp; Where's Alana? Jackson should have been able to find her by now...unless something happened.&nbsp; Sandy sets her jaw then looks for something in the clinic.&nbsp; Maybe she could find something to cauterize the wound.&nbsp; Not the friendliest way to save Eric's life, but something's gotta give or he's going to die.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>29-04-2009, 05:55:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Relieved by Jackson's apparent calm, Alana finds herself calming down as well.&nbsp; "So, the other two are alright then?&nbsp; Everyone made it through the fight?&nbsp; That's good news.&nbsp; Although I do think we should load up and get the heck out of here before that ...thing... comes back."&nbsp; Giving a quick glance at Stephanie to see if she reacted to the mention of her rapist, she looks back at Jackson.<br><br>"So, are they going to be joining us out here soon?&nbsp; We really need to find a place to dig in for the night."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-05-2009, 00:08:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Eric</strong><br><br>Sandy glanced around for something that might help cauterize the wound, but the place was a mess and she wasn't sure she would recognize the right too even if she saw it. What he needed was a real hospital, and a real doctor with real tools, but those were in short supply at the moment.<br><br><br><strong>Alana, Jack</strong><br><br>Stephanie appeared to pay no heed to Alana's conversation. She teenager just stared blankly at her lap as though her mind were a thousand miles away.<br><br>"Hey!" Virginia called through the open window of her ambulance. "I'm getting out of here before anything else happens! Where should we meet up?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>06-05-2009, 17:06:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You think you can handle me lifting you up?" She asks Eric.&nbsp; She didn't want to but it seems clear that Jackson didn't quite get the idea that he was supposed to bring the doctor back.&nbsp; Besides this place looks entirely too unstable to keep Eric here, and there should be supplies in the ambulance to help Eric out.&nbsp; "Stay with me.&nbsp; Tell me about your dog.&nbsp; When did you get him? What's his name?" She asks of Eric.&nbsp; If he agrees to being lifted, she'll put an arm under his legs lifting them first so that hopefully it'd still the bleeding even more, pushing his blood back into his heart.&nbsp; She then lifts him under his shoulder...though keeps the odd positioning with his legs higher than his shoulders...just slightly and moves to quickly walk them the hell out of there.&nbsp; <br><br>Jackson would be wise to stay out of her way.&nbsp; If Eric dies because of his transfer to the ambulance, she's going to be righteously pissed off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>07-05-2009, 02:29:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson spaced for a few moments, staring into the reflection on the mirror on his side before snapping to and blinking twice as he looks blankly at Alana for another silent moment. "Y'know... I think that I'm forgetting something..." he says and tilts his head, wondering what it is. Jack might be smart and a jack of all trades in a sense, but he <em>is</em> still an idiot when it comes to common sense as well as random bits of memory being expelled from his skull.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>08-05-2009, 05:41:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric's face seemed to brighten a bit for a moment as he felt the familiar wet kiss of his grandmother's dog. But he was quickly reminded of the wound in his leg. <br>&nbsp;<br>The world around him was getting really fuzzy. He could barely make out the details on her face when she spoke to him again. Eric was only able to manage a painful groan and a slight nod of his head in response to Sandy's question. He couldn't concentrate hard enough to make actual words with his mouth. <br>&nbsp;<br>(OOC: Sorry it took me so long to respond, got real busy with school work.)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>11-05-2009, 04:13:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy, Eric, Jackson, Alana</strong><br><br>Virginia sat in the cab of her ambulance, anxious to agree on a meeting point so she could get out of there. Considering their attack by a giant lobster, then a robot, she wasn't too keen to invite a third assault.<br><br>Sandy walked out of the hospital carrying a bleeding Eric, a crimson trail dribbling from his leg and onto the white pavement. She saw the pair of ambulances immediately, both of them idling in front of the clinic.<br><br>Eric's dog trailed after the woman, keeping close to her heels.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>11-05-2009, 17:33:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Open the back! Open the back!" She cries out at Alana and Jackson.&nbsp; If they open the back she'll carry Eric up and onto the stretcher and then immediately grab an IV bag.&nbsp; "Alana! I need your help to cut off this bleeding and sow up his leg.&nbsp; We're going to need to take blood types so someone or multiple someone's can help him out with blood.&nbsp; Or I can run back inside to get some donor bags.&nbsp; I don't care we just need to replace the blood that he's lost." She's not losing him dammit.&nbsp; The thing that's a little scary is she knows exactly where things are in the back of the ambulance.&nbsp; It would suffice to say, at this point, that Sandy hasn't always been a dancer...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>11-05-2009, 18:37:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Alana sees Sandy approaching with the obviously wounded Eric her eyes widen.&nbsp; "Damn it Jackson... I thought you said they were alright!!" &nbsp;Leaping from the ambulance, she quickly opens the door and helps the woman lay the wounded man down on the stretcher.&nbsp; Not even pausing when she hears the supposed dancer toss out medical knowledge, the doctor immediately goes to work.<br><br>Giving Sandy brief directions to the blood storage, she begins grabbing materials from their positions in the cabinets.&nbsp; Sterilizing the area she sticks the IV into Eric's arm, then she grabs the needle for stitching.&nbsp; "I'm sorry Eric... we don't have time for anesthetic... but I doubt you'll even feel this."<br><br>Spreading the wound, she finds where the artery has been snagged and begins stitching the edges back together.&nbsp; Fortunately, it seems to be a clean cut.&nbsp; But it'll still be a miracle if he survives.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 01:57:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey I thought that they were," he says and drops his shoulders, feeling like an idiot. Unfortunately, he usually is and the current moment reminded him of such. "Anything I might be able to do to help?" Jack asks, hoping that there <em>would</em> be something for him to do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>22-05-2009, 02:20:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: Okay, once again, I've been absent for a long time. Apologies. I'm checking to see if everyone is still here, or if anyone has split, or if you'd still like to continue the game.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>22-05-2009, 04:00:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC: Still here. I know I've been ungodly slow in my recent responses, but I have had school projects to deal with. It turns out coding a flash game isn't quite as simple as I thought it would be. But luckily that project is finished now.&nbsp; ;D )
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>22-05-2009, 07:37:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC:&nbsp; I'm still here, but I'm losing a bit of interest.&nbsp; If this thing picks back up I'd be happy to play, but right now it just seems to be dragging slower and slower.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>22-05-2009, 18:24:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: I'm still here and interested.&nbsp; It does seem to be going a bit slower than it had been.&nbsp; Also, I'm going out of town today and won't return until Tuesday, just as a heads up.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>24-05-2009, 05:23:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(ditto torwards the still wanting to play, though a quick fast-forward would be welcomed for the time being, instead of posting out a majority of the small events, unless they <em>do</em> change the outcome of the rp)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>25-05-2009, 08:39:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: It seems there is still enough interest to warrant continuing the game. However, a fast-forward is in order. I'll post again tomorrow and get the thing moving again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>27-05-2009, 01:21:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>... three days later ...</em><br><br>Eric is laying comfortably in a bed, his leg wrapped up tightly. He'd been out for nearly two days when he awoke, and Alana felt that he was mostly out of the woods.<br><br>Virginia had led everyone to an upscale apartment building in the business district. She lived on the third floor, but she found that, with her ability to control machines, she could also make any door she wanted to open at will. Everyone settled into a cluster of apartments on the third floor, with one room being turned into a makeshift emergency room for Eric.<br><br>The next day was spent gathering food and supplies, and looking for any signs of rescue. The barrier at the end of the road was tested, and it didn't seem to be going anywhere.<br><br>A few times beams appeared again at various points in the distance, though they never stayed long enough to pinpoint where they were coming down. On an expedition to collect food, Jack thought he heard a car in the street, but he couldn't verify it.<br><br>Stephanie still acted a little spacy and she didn't seem to remember her attack. She acted as though she were on some kind of summer trip, and no one so far had the heart to disabuse her state of denial. <br><br>OOC: In your next post, go ahead and state what you are doing generally. Everyone is based in the apartment building, taking a room for themselves. Eric has come awake, though his wounded leg is barely functional, he'll need a crutch to get by for now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>27-05-2009, 02:20:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric laid in his bed, staring down at his injured leg. It was surreal to him, having such a wound. He hadn't even so much as broken a bone before this, and just two days ago no one was even sure he would live. But here he is, sitting in bed in middle of the make shift hospital room they had made for him.<br>&nbsp;<br>Part of him felt angry. Angry at Jack, angry at himself...just angry. Why did this have to happen? Why did everything have to suddenly change? Why couldn't he think of a way to fix it?<br>&nbsp;<br>Scrap came bounding playfully into the room, pulling the young man from his thoughts. The small dog leapt up onto the bed and dropped the red rubber ball he had found during Eric's coma. "Awe...did you come to cheer me up?" He asked the dog that just wagged his tail happily in response. Eric grabbed the ball and threw it across the room. It bounced off the wall and went around a corner. The dog shot off the bed after it, bringing a smile to the newly crippled man's face.<br>&nbsp;<br>The others might not understand why he would risk his life to save a dog. But Scrap wasn't just any dog. He was his grandmother's dog, and the last shred of his former life, a reminder of how things used to be...how they should be. The one sane thing in this frightening insane world they have come to inhabit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>27-05-2009, 03:08:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They'd raided about every store that she could think of for guns and weapons.&nbsp; Even clothing and grocery stores to make their clothing choices a little more survival friendly.&nbsp; She's not explained anything on how she knows how to use guns just that she had been taught how to use them at a young age.&nbsp; Nevermind how she knows the types of guns and which ones would better fit which people in the group.&nbsp; With the town being otherwise deserted it gave them easy access to tons of ammunition and the different types of guns that they'd need.&nbsp; Of course there were other stores they hit up for weaponry, sporting goods stores and hardware stores for machetes, hunting rifles, and other such weapons that may be not quite as conventional as a pistol or without needing ammunition.<br><br>At the clothing store Sandy picked up a load of fitted leather pants.&nbsp; She'd even suggested going to the police station for weapons and armor.&nbsp; The army surplus store had flak jackets and pants that would be about as tough as clothing as they'd be finding any time soon.&nbsp; They'd need to have enough armor in case they were attacked again.<br><br>That strategy has Cassandra wearing a pair of tight fitting black leather pants, gothic knee high black boots, and a long sleeve dark-blue turtle neck.&nbsp; She's on the rooftop of the building with a 9mm police-issue gun in hand.&nbsp; There's a brick wall at the back where she's tacked up a target.&nbsp; Ironically there's a gun holster on her hip with another gun on it.&nbsp; She fires every few seconds and squeezes off two rounds at a time.&nbsp; It's loud but it's out in the open where she can see something coming from a long way off.&nbsp; Besides if there are any other survivors they may be able to find them.&nbsp; Granted if something that doesn't like them finds them, she fully intends to plant the bullets in their center mass.&nbsp; Up here she perfects her aim, and helps teach the willing-to-learn how to shoot a gun accurately.<br><br>She uses the 9mm ammo because they have the most of that, not that they're really lacking on any of the other she just is paranoid that they'll run out.&nbsp; After emptying the one clip, she checks the target and then leaves it on the wall.&nbsp; It's a pseudo warning to those that want to break in.&nbsp; They have a shooter that can hit center-mass every time.&nbsp; The tall blonde makes a couple of stops.&nbsp; She hits Stephanie up for some chatting, mostly checking in to see if she's relatively okay.&nbsp; While in the denial stage it seems better than not talking at all.&nbsp; At least this way they know what's going on with her.&nbsp; Then she yelps when a dog goes darting past with a red rubber ball in it's mouth.&nbsp; She smirks, turning the corner into Eric's room.&nbsp; "Hey."<br><br>She visits with everyone, but Eric gets a few extra minutes.&nbsp; Then again she tries to get him up and walking around so that his leg doesn't atrophy and he can get back on it faster. She definitely uses her feminine wiles to entice him to get up and move around even if it is with the crutch.&nbsp; She was probably one of the first faces he saw when he came to, she'd spent a great amount of her time waiting for him to wake up.&nbsp; She'd been worried sick over him.&nbsp; And until that point she really hadn't spoken a word to Jackson.&nbsp; Who knows what would have happened if Eric hadn't made it.&nbsp; Thankfully he did...<br>((OOC: Tell me if I'm over stepping my boundaries.&nbsp; I just thought Sandy would think more towards the armor/weaponry sort of things.))
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 19:17:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric, Sandy</strong><br><br>While Sandy is visiting with Eric, Scrap patiently waiting on the bed, you hear someone yelling out in the hall. Rachel appears at the open door of the apartment, looking out of breath.<br><br>"Hey!" she says, taking a gulp. She must have run up the stairs. "There's someone outside! In the street. Someone new!"<br><br>She didn't take long to elaborate as she took off down the hall, yelling the news to anyone in earshot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>29-05-2009, 06:08:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey, Sandy." Eric greeted happily as the woman entered his room. "Was that you shooting?" He asked, trying to make pleasant conversation with the gorgeous woman, which was something he had always been horrible at. He was legitemately glad to see her, she was the one who slowed his bleeding and got him out of the clinic, and she was the one watching over him when he awoke... He still hadn't thanked her for that.<br>&nbsp;<br>He was about to try when Rachel burst in. "Someone new!?" Eric asked in confusion as he moved to try to get up, wencing and groaning in pain as his injured leg contested his movements. With the aid of his crutch he was able to get up, and move to the window to peer out and see if he could see who she was talking about.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>29-05-2009, 06:33:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>His leg hurting like hell, Eric made his way to the window which faced out on the street. He leaned against the wall, taking the pressure off his leg, and looked out. At first he didn't see anyone, then he noticed the man in the middle of the street.<br><br>He looked to be in his late twenties and was wearing a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt, his brown hair unkempt. The man stood on the pavement looking around, giving Eric the impression that he had walked down the street as opposed to driving.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>29-05-2009, 07:16:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana hears the shouting from the hall and growls slightly at it's intrusion.&nbsp; She'd been sleeping, as she had been for most of the past day.&nbsp; After the group had finally gotten Eric the help he needed, it'd been touch and go for a bit.&nbsp; She'd stayed up with him for the first two days, only taking short naps to keep herself functioning.&nbsp; But now that he'd stabilized, she's trying to catch up on the rest.&nbsp; Part of the issue though, is that her new 'ability' kept getting in the way.&nbsp; It seems that whatever she dreams about oversaturates her subconscious and leaks over into whatever she uses to control this power.&nbsp; Having gone through three pairs of PJs, she had given up on them the last time she awoke to the ripping sound.&nbsp; Now she lays naked in between the sheets, and just hopes she doesn't grow those nasty spikes again.<br><br>But when she deciphers the words that were being yelled, she jumps up from the bed and pulls on some clothes she'd scavenged.&nbsp; Someone new could either be a really good thing, or something horrible.&nbsp; And either way, they might need her help.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>30-05-2009, 20:17:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins at seeing Eric and his dog.&nbsp; She looks towards his leg to see how it's healing up.&nbsp; When she first met them all she'd had a crush on Jackson and Eric was kind of the geek amongst them.&nbsp; However after facing danger and seeing what Eric was willing to do for someone (even if it is a dog) that he loves makes her lean in his direction a lot more.&nbsp; She'd considered herself a friend, still does, but she's starting to swoon when she's around him.&nbsp; <br><br>"Rachel!" She sighs as the girl takes off down the hall.&nbsp; "You still have your gun, Eric?" She asks quickly.&nbsp; If he confirms, she'll stand up and bolt down the stairs, taking a flight at a time as she jumps and thunders down the stairwell.&nbsp; She's the most armed and one of the strongest ones there.&nbsp; She's so deemed herself the security guard of the apartment building.&nbsp; Eric won't have to look very long before he sees Sandy show up, her hand resting at her hip and on top of her gun.<br><br>Her hips pop to one side as she looks the new stranger over.&nbsp; "Who are you?" She doesn't trust very many people outside of their group.&nbsp; It's mostly for Stephanie's protection but it's for all of their protection as well.&nbsp; They don't need some crazy rapist knocking on their door looking to score with all the girls inside.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>01-06-2009, 02:45:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uh...yeah." Eric said in response to Sandy's question about his gun. He moved to the night table next to his bed where it sat since she gave it to him and retrieved it. He watched her leave, admiring her ass for the brief moment he had to see it before she dissapeared around the corner. He let out a slight sigh before moving back to the window to watch as she confronted the new person.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 07:39:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man looked up as Sandy bolted out of the apartment building, his face registering surprise. As Sandy got closer, she could see that he seemed like an average enough guy, mid twenties, with a few days stubble on his cheeks and jaw.<br><br>"Who are you?" Sandy asked.<br><br>The stranger regained his composure as he looked Sandy up and down. "Well, I'm a happy man, now that you've come along, darling," he said with a crooked grin. "That's nothing sexist, mind you. I just ain't seen anyone for days now. Thought maybe I was alone here 'til I heard&nbsp; gunshots."<br><br>The man looked up at the apartment building, and spotted Eric peering out the window. The stranger gave a little wave. <br><br>"How many people are holed up in there?" he asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 17:55:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And I'm the girl that knows how to shoot the gun.&nbsp; You answer my questions and then we'll see about you coming inside.&nbsp; No offense but I don't know you.&nbsp; Which means I can't trust you until you start giving me some information.&nbsp; Who are you? How have you been surviving?" She wants to ask him about super powers, but she's not sure if she should.&nbsp; He seems like a nice enough guy, but she'd really like a name and a story before letting him anywhere near Stephanie or the other girls.&nbsp; Jack could take care of himself and well, she'd be hovering over Eric.&nbsp; Actually she'd probably be hovering near Stephanie to make sure he never tries anything.&nbsp; <br><br>"Let's go.&nbsp; Name, address, occupation before all of this shit, and how you've been surviving.&nbsp; Have you met anything else?&nbsp; You said anyone else, but there are things around here that are straight from nightmares..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 19:26:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana comes to the same door Sandy just exited through.&nbsp; Peering out through the window, she tries to gauge the situation.&nbsp; It doesn't seem to be rising to any sort of conflict yet, so she stays inside and out of the way.&nbsp; But if things even look like they're gonna pick up, she's prepared to jump to the other girl's defense.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 23:31:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric offers a slight wave back to the man but continues to watch, usure of the situation. He did feel confidend Sandy wasn't in any real danger though. With her strength and her guns, what could mess with her?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 01:24:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rather than acting offended by Sandy's tone, the man seemed bemused. He held up his hands defensively with a smile.<br><br>"Whoa, okay! Name, rank, serial number, I got it," he said. "My name is Eddie Booth. I'm a local, which you are not obviously because I would have remembered seeing you in town. I've been hanging out at home for the last week, trying to figure out what the hell happened to everyone."<br><br>He looked at her with a quizzical expression, as though gauging how insane Sandy was. "As for nightmares, I haven't met any, but I'll be sure to let you know when I do. Now, maybe you can answer some questions for me, such as: what the fuck happened here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 02:46:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Maybe you just weren't looking in the right places." She shoots back at him.&nbsp; The dance studio does take up most of her time and she's almost positive that was meant as a pick-up line.&nbsp; Her eyes narrow but she doesn't say much of anything to it.&nbsp; The more insane he thinks she is, the less he'll mess with her.&nbsp; She is carrying a gun after all.&nbsp; <br><br>"We don't know.&nbsp; And we've had it a lot rougher than you." Between the guy with no face--to her that's the worst one--the robot, the shadow dog, and the giant crab, she could go this whole time without meeting someone <i>else</i> that wants to either kill them or fuck them.&nbsp; It's very much the reason for the gun on her hip.&nbsp; &nbsp; "As a warning if you try anything I will not hesitate to shoot you.&nbsp; There's already been one rape and several deaths." Just to let him know how serious the situation has become.&nbsp; "You got any powers?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>09-06-2009, 00:53:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric watched from the window as the two people exchanged words. He wished he could hear what they were saying, but he knew other than going down their to listen, that wasn't going to happen. He let out a sigh as he turned away from the window and went back to the bed to get off his aching leg.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>11-06-2009, 07:34:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Sandy</strong><br><br>Eddie raised an eyebrow at the mention of "rape" and "death," but refrained from comment. "Powers?" he repeated. "Well, I am devastatingly charming. Is that what you mean?"<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>As Eric got back in his bed, Rachel came into the room looking excited and nervous. She went to the window, looking out at the stranger below. <br><br>"Do you think maybe he knows something?" she wondered out loud. "We haven't seen anyone in days, and suddenly he appears. Maybe he knows something."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>12-06-2009, 20:33:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy levels her eyes on him and then points him back into the apartment building.&nbsp; "Find a place you like that's not occupied." Of course she never turns her back to him, she points him inside and takes a step back so he can lead the way.&nbsp; "No, not charming." Ugh, he thought he was charming? It makes her want to run up to Eric's room to be in the air of non-ego.&nbsp; Not that Eric isn't great, but most guys lay eyes on her and think that they're smoothest men in the world.&nbsp; "Not unless you can hypnotize others with your voice, and then we get back around to the point of me shooting you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>12-06-2009, 21:58:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I really have no way of knowing." Eric in response to the rather frantic Rachel. "He's probably as confused as us...I mean...we've been looking for answeres for like a week now and haven't found squat...how much could one guy find out on his own?" Eric asked, seeming quite sure of his hypothesis.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>13-06-2009, 01:47:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eddie smiled at Sandy, then proceeded into the apartment. This was something new, finding another person, so the buzz got around quickly. Rachel and Virginia met Eddie in the hall, and even Scrap came out to bark at the man a few times.<br><br>"There are more survivors than I thought," Eddie said. <br><br>With Sandy watching his every move, Eddie took a quick tour of the third floor with Rachel and Virginia in tow. He paused as he looked in on Eric, and it was obvious Eddie noticed the makeshift hospital room.<br><br>"That girl give you a hard time?" Eddie asked Eric as he thumbed toward Sandy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>13-06-2009, 01:59:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No...she actually saved my life. If it wasn't for her I'd be buried under a ton of rubble right now." Eric said with a smile. "She's just a little...on edge after everything that's hapened, what with the robot attack and everything." He said, offering a bit of an explination. <br>&nbsp;<br>"Keep your nose clean and she probably won't rip it off." He added with a slight laugh before letting out two quick whistles, calling Scrap to his side. "And if you give us too hard of a time I might sic Scrap here on you." He threatened playfully as he ran his fingers through the dog's fur.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 07:14:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eddie's eyebrows went up at the mention of a robot; it was clear he had no idea what Eric was talking about.<br><br>Over the next several hours, Eddie was brought up to speed on what the group had encountered during the past week. Although Eddie was at first incredulous, he seemed to accept the stories of giant crabs and killer robots.<br><br>For his own part, he stuck to his story about staying in his home, although when asked questions he became evasive.<br><br>Noon sunshine shone through the window as everyone talked in Eric's room, getting to know the new guy. With startling suddenness, the sunshine disappeared, plunging the room into darkness except for the glow of a single lamp.<br><br>Rachel jumped to her feet, shocked. On impulse everyone looked to the window to see if something had blocked it. Virginia, with some caution, went to the window and looked out, and looked up. What she saw made her pause.<br><br>"My watch says twelve-o-six," she said. "So, why is the sun gone and the stars are out?"<br><br>Rushing to the windows, everyone peered out for themselves. Sure enough, although it was only noon, it appeared to be midnight outside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 22:02:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The lights go out and Sandy pulls her gun.&nbsp; It's pointed at the ground, but both hands are on it ready to use it at a moment's notice.&nbsp; She peers up at the night sky and then looks in the direction of the man as her eyes start to adjust to the sudden darkness.&nbsp; "Eric, you still have that flashlight by your bed?" It would be better than for everyone to fumble over everyone else to get to the light switch.&nbsp; She holds the pistol next to her thigh, eyes sweeping the room for a person they all know that loves the dark.&nbsp; The thing is, he used shadows and clouds, not to say that he couldn't have learned some new trick.&nbsp; The new guy worries her still, he's avoiding specific questions which makes it seem like he might be up to something, besides which it's noon and it looks like midnight outside.<br><br>If they get the flashlight going she'll make her way to the wall to flip the light switch and give them a look around the room.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>15-06-2009, 07:20:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The first thought on Alana's mind when the darkness hits is "Where's Stephanie?!"&nbsp; She begins to try and move down the hall (which she's standing in, having followed the group without being seen apparently).&nbsp; Feeling her way down along the walls, she calls out for the girl.&nbsp; Wondering if maybe she could make her eyes more sensitive to light, she does her best to create dark vision, but isn't holding her breath.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 03:34:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric, Sandy</strong><br><br>Eric did have a flashlight by his bed, along with a bunch of other things that he had gotten accustomed to keeping nearby during his convalescence.<br><br>"What the hell is this?" Virginia thought out loud, peering out the window.<br><br><br><strong>Alana</strong><br><br>Alana makes her way down the hall, her eyes adjusting to the dark not because of anything she was doing, but just because. Thinking she had last seen Stephanie down the hall lingering near a vending machine, Alana continued. Though she was familiar with the halls by now, her heart still hammered with the suddenness of the darkness.<br><br>She heard a lilting, girlish laugh ahead. Suddenly the hallway blazed into brightness, the lights overhead coming on. Alana saw Stephanie in the hall, her hand on the light switch.<br><br>"It got dark sudden, huh?" the girl said. Stephanie hadn't recovered yet from her attack, at least not mentally. The teenager acted like a very young child and still hadn't acknowledged what had happened to her. <br><br>The girl looked back at Alana with a smile, like turning on the light had been kind of exciting.<br><br>Before Alana could do anything, the hall burst with blue light as a column appeared through the roof, right over and through Stephanie. The girl screamed as her body shook in place, the radiance forcing Alana to shield her eyes with her forearm.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 07:05:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana had already started smiling back at the girl when the column surrounded the young frame.&nbsp; Horror shoots through the doctor, and her scream for help echoes down the hall.&nbsp; The brightness forces her to cover her eyes with her arm, but despite that she begins to creep forward, trying to get close enough to possibly snag the girl and pull her out of the strange light.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>20-06-2009, 06:39:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson had been rummaging through a little more detailed in the areas he had been looking through, usually staying nearby the current headquarters just in case he came across something. With an extra pack of decent batteries and a welcome hand-light he also began exploring and repairing what he could manage in the HQ if nothing was needed or asked of him. Unfortunately, he had been sleeping with the batteries in hand whilst waiting for a small head ache to go away. With a start he is waken up from his nap as his body senses something wrong for his surroundings, looking out a window and noticing the lack of daylight. "That long?" he asks himself before hearing a scream from one of the other floors, rushing with the batteries in hand still and the hand-light slung over his shoulder and hip, taking the stairs two at a time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 06:23:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By the time he was able to get out of be Eric had learned from the other's surprised utterences that it was now midnight. He couldn't help but let out a little laugh as a scene from Alice and wonderland popped into his head.<br>&nbsp;<br><em>The sun was shining over the sea</em><br><em>shining with all its might</em><br>&nbsp;<br><em>This was very odd because</em><br><em>It was the middle of the night!</em><br>&nbsp;<br>"Yeah, I have a flash light..." Eric said as he returned to his senses. He reached over, grabbing the small hand held light and tossing it over to the blond.<br>&nbsp;<br>He was surprised, just like everyone else. But having his definition of reality severly tested over the past few days kind of prepared him for this. As long as there were no nasties to worry about he didn't mind night time at noon.<br>&nbsp;<br>Stephanie's scream caused him to look over at the door. He tried to rush to the door to see what was happening but in his hurry the crutch slipped out from under him, sending him crashing to the floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 19:28:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks." She flicks it on just in time to hear the scream from down the hall.&nbsp; "Steph?!" She only stops when she hears a thud behind her, turning to find Eric lying on the floor.&nbsp; "Jesus.&nbsp; Don't injure yourself more." She's quick to come over to him and lift him back into the bed.&nbsp; Then she's turned around, gun drawn in her right, her left hand pointing the flashlight forward while also supporting her right hand.&nbsp; "Alana! Steph?!&nbsp; I'm coming!" She darts down the hallway ready to shoot the hell out of anyone that has the balls to try and rape her friends.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 19:40:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana, Jackson, Sandy</strong><br><br>As Alana begins to make her way to Stephanie, the blue brillance disappears and the teenager drops to the floor. Alana reaches her as Jackson appears in the hall, drawn by the girl's screams.<br><br>Stephanie's eyes are wide open, her body trembling slightly. Alana prepares to examine her when the girl suddenly grimaces, clutching at her head as though in pain.<br><br>"Unnghh!" Stephanie cries, squeezing her eyes tightly as she grasps her head, drawing up on her knees.<br><br>She cries out and Alana feels a strange surge of energy pass through her. Alana staggers back from the girl, her own body trembling, and suddenly she feels herself losing control. Alana's body begins to transform rapidly, her arms strethching out, then spikes protruding from her body only to shrink back in, her head swelling then contracting. Jackson watches as Alana's body rips through a series of quick transformations, like a bad cartoon set on high speed. Alana's clothes rip and shred as the transformations continue uncontrolled.<br><br>Sandy arrives in time to see Alana's transformations, and Stephanie kneeling on the floor and screaming.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>Eric crashes to the floor in his haste, Sandy helping him before darting out into the hall. Virginia and Rachel follow closely behind.<br><br>The room lights up, as Eddie flicks a light switch.<br><br>"This might work better than a flashlight," he said. He peered out into the hall after the girls, though he seemed to have no interest in exploring the source of the scream.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 21:55:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The doctor kneels down next to the girl, gently caressing her head before beginning to check her over for damages.&nbsp; Then Stephanie cries out and the energy hits Alana.&nbsp; She gasps and then falls to her knees as her flesh begins to melt and reshape on its own.&nbsp; Her hands stretch out away from her then snap back in, dangerous looking spikes erupt through her clothing, tearing it to pieces.&nbsp; She presses her eyes shut as her entire head seems to balloon for a moment, then deflates back down.<br><br>Meanwhile, she can hear Stephanie screaming.&nbsp; A part of her wants desperately to help the girl, but what can she do if she can't control her body.&nbsp; She cries out for help, her voice changing pitch as her vocal chords lengthen and shorten.&nbsp; "Pl<sup>ea</sup>se... s<sub>ome</sub>one....HELP!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 23:37:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alana!" She moves to help her but backs away as a spike juts out towards her.&nbsp; Her eyes whip to Stephanie and she gets close to the girl.&nbsp; "What happened? Who did this to Alana?" As far as she knows Stephanie doesn't have powers.&nbsp; It's after the fact that she notices Jack standing there. "What the hell happened?" Her mind races with questions that only breed new questions.&nbsp; Had they been attacked? Was it because of Eddie?&nbsp; When Rachel and Virginia roll up she looks back to the bedroom. "Don't touch Alana, yet.&nbsp; We don't know what's going on." All the girls in one place?&nbsp; She feels both safer and scared to death.&nbsp; What about Eric?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 03:16:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No idea and I don't care," he says as he rushes over to Alana and could care less about getting hit by a spike, since so far he believes he only has to worry about constrictions. "Find something to concentrate on!" Jackson calls out, somewhat attempting to wade his way closer to the unstable woman. "Find something, anything! If you can't think of anything, just listen to my voice," he says whilst continuing to attempt at getting closer, his hands open and in front of him to defend himself from the random transformations. "Count to ten, find a number or letter, think fo a color, imagine a better place than this..." he continues to trail on for neutral topics, hoping to hit one or another that could calm the woman down just in case the ordeal is from the mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 05:44:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana is already working as hard as she can, trying to keep the changes from going any farther than they need to.&nbsp; But it seems as if she isn't trying at all as she suddenly sprouts and additional pair of arms which almost instantly turn to jelly and disappear back into her.&nbsp; She tries to do as Jack suggested, tries to focus on one thing and one thing alone.&nbsp; It just so happens that as her legs begin to meld together to form a giant snake tail, her surroundings force her to focus on the one thing drawing the most attention besides her transformation... Stephanie.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 07:30:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric looked toward the man as he peered down the hall. There was something about him that put Eric on edge though he couldn't quite place his finger on what it was. "Well...I could have done that...If I could just make it to the wall." He said, before asking about the girls.<br>&nbsp;<br>"What's going on out there?" He asked as he reached for his crutch again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 07:20:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br>Eddie stayed at the doorway, looking out. "I'm not sure what's going on. A lot of screaming," he said. "Which is why I'm staying right here."<br><br><br><strong>Alana, Sandy, Jack</strong><br><br>Alana's changes continue, until Stephanie suddenly stops screaming. As she falls silent, Alana feels control return to her body. In an instant, Alana is herself again. The exhaustion of the flurry of transformations overwhelms her and she falls to her knees, her clothing nothing but tatters on her now.<br><br>Stephanie is sitting on the floor, breathing hard and staring straight ahead, a shocked look on her face.<br><br>Sandy and Jackson are near Alana, having tried to help her control herself. Virginia and Rachel are also in the hall.<br><br>To your surprise, a man rounds the corner, entering the hall. He looks to be in his mid fifties, a sturdy build though a little on the heavy side, with close cropped silvering hair. What really gets your attention is the shotgun in his hands.<br><br>"I'm sorry," he said, levels his shotgun at Sandy and fires.<br><br>The blast in the tight confines of the hallway is incredibly loud. Sandy feels the shot hit her square in the gut and she is thrown back, landing on her back in the hall. The pain is blinding, and she can feel blood soaking her clothing. Looking down, she sees the shot tore at her skin, though it didn't completely shred her like it probably would have before the blue beam. It didn't kill her, but she knew a few more hits like that could.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 09:45:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With practiced ease does the pistol come up from her holster.&nbsp; "Drop the--" The whole world seems to be ringing in her ears.&nbsp; She gets tossed back onto her back, her pistol skittering across the ground towards Jack.&nbsp; When she lands all she can register is that she <i>should</i> be dead after a blast that close to her gut.&nbsp; She swallows several times, her hands going to her stomach to see what damage had been done.&nbsp; "Unnngh." She sucks in a breath, one that had been blown from her body in the single shot.&nbsp; Then the pain hits her.&nbsp; She cries out, latching her arm across her abdomen, moving herself into a fetal position.&nbsp; "Shoot him.&nbsp; Shoot him." She whispers to the air.&nbsp; Someone pick up her damn gun and shoot the bastard!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>29-06-2009, 02:45:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson had knelt down near Alana to make sure that she was alright, though turned his head when he heard the footsteps in the hall before the shotgun blast. "Yeah," he utters out and grips the floodlight he's been totting around, which weighs around 13 lb. with the battery inside of it. "But I won't be!" he yells and swings his arm around, throwing the flashlight at the man's head before pulling a full-out bull charge at the attacker, aiming to get him away from the three currently down members of his survival 'team' to avoid any extra damage to them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>29-06-2009, 05:04:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alana yells in surprise when the shotgun goes off, flinching away from the loud sound.&nbsp; But knowing that her changes have stopped for now at least, she lets her instincts take over.&nbsp; Crawling forward, her bare knees sticking to the floor, she forces Sandy down flat on the floor.&nbsp; "You need to stay still..... just hang in there.... we'll fix this!"<br><br>She's amazed that the blast didn't do more damage... that girl must be dang lucky!&nbsp; Grabbing some of her shredded clothing, she does her best to staunch some of the blood flowing from the pitted flesh.&nbsp; "I need you to help me Sandy... press down on these and keep talking!" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 07:28:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Alana, Sandy, Jack</strong><br><br>Jackson lobs the flashlight at the man, the thing zooming past his head on his left. Jackson doesn't have the time to see the thing crash into the wall as he launches himself at the man.<br><br>He hits the guy square on as he charges at him, the two men hurtling back with Jackson's momentum. They strike up against a wall, splitting the surface as the attacker hits it with Jackson pressed against his chest.<br><br>The guy is still holding onto his shotgun. The blow looked like it knocked some wind out of him, but he mustered up a rueful grin. "You've got some juice, that's for sure," the man said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 12:03:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eric stood up with the aid of his crutch and hurried toward the door, but his injuries prevented him from reaching it in time to actually be useful. He stood in the open doorway and watched frantically, trying to understand what was happening.<br>&nbsp;<br>Sandy was on the ground, seeming to try an hold her stomach in, her torso a complete and bloody mess. "Oh no..." He whispered to himself, wanting to help but remained where he was. What could he actually do that would be of assistance? He then noticed Alana, who was currently helping the injured blond, her own clothes in tatters.<br>&nbsp;<br>Motion finally drew his eyes to Jack, who had just tackled a guy he never seen before who was holding a shot gun. "You ever seen that guy before?" He asked, turning toward the other stranger, unsure weather or not he had anything to do with what was happening right now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 17:49:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Eric</strong><br><br>As Eric turned to Eddie and asked his question, he saw motion from the other end of the hall. To his right is where the action was taking place, but to the left the hall continued until it reached a stairwell. The door to the stairwell had opened and out into the hall stepped a woman. She was tall, dark-haired and pretty, but Eric was mostly distracted by the shotgun that she carried.<br><br>Eric stood in the doorway of his room, but he was enough in the hall to be a target. When the woman realized that Eric had seen her, she raised the gun to fire at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 20:30:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What do you want with us!?" Jackson yells out and attempts at taking advantage of the moment as he yells out to possibly take the shotgun out of the man's hands, though if it wouldn't be easy then he would just begin to rain blows to the man's legs, arms, and head since it seems as if the guy can take a hit to the torso so far. Though even when he's trying to hit the guy, his left hand is clasped on something, prefferably the shotgun, to keep the man within hitting reach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 17:50:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sandy nods dumbly when she hears Alana's voice.&nbsp; Lay flat staunch the bleeding, keep her hands on her wound.&nbsp; She's done it before she just has never been on <i>this</i> side of a gunshot wound.&nbsp; She pulls her bottom lip into her mouth, chewing on it.&nbsp; She really didn't feel like she was going to die.&nbsp; Despite the buck shot she has to wonder if her body is a hell of a lot tougher than it would be normally.&nbsp; That's when the second shot rings out through the halls.&nbsp; "Gr-Grab the gun.&nbsp; Protect yourself." She grunts.&nbsp; People coming into their home with guns.&nbsp; She can only hope that they can learn to deal with the recoil in a very short amount of time.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 08:44:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Holy shit!" Eric shouted in surprise as he stumbled backward after seeing the woman with the shot gun, seeing the wall around the door way where he stood only seconds before erupt in a thousand particles of dust from the buck shot.<br>&nbsp;<br>The adrenaline coursing through his veins at that moment prevented him from even feeling his injured leg as he slid backwards along the wall. If she wanted another shot at him, she would have to come in the room to get it.<br>&nbsp;<br>His fingers instinctively dug into the floor, grabbing a large handfull of the material. It was much softer than steel, or that alloy the robot was made of, and so offered little resistance to his powers as he shapped the tile into a throwing weapon, extruding a peircing spike from the weighted grip in his hand. If thrown right the weight of the handle should drive the point of the spike into anything he threw it at...which would be the woman's face or chest as soon as he saw it.<br>&nbsp;<br>(OOC: If I remember correctly they are staying in an abandoned apartment building...so I assume the material from the floor of the entry way to his room would be concrete and tile...both things you really don't want thrown at you...)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>11-07-2009, 04:03:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Jackson, Sandy, Alana</strong><br><br>Jackson and the stranger grappled with the shotgun while Jackson tried to hit him as often as he could. Each time he struck the man, he shoved him further into the wall, but the guy barely seemed to feel it. The wall suddenly gave way and Jackson found himself falling atop the man amid the splintered debris. As they hit the floor, the shotgun went off between them. Jackson felt the hot blast somewhere beneath his chin and he instinctively rolled away.<br><br>Touching his chin, expecting blood, he felt only raw skin. The shotgun blast had gone off close to him, but the shot had missed.<br><br>The man lay several yards away and was climbing to his feet, still holding the shotgun.<br><br><br><strong>Eric</strong><br><br>"Shit!" Eddie cried as he leapt back into the room amid a spray of doorframe fragments. He turned to say something to Eric when he saw what Eric was doing.<br><br>In a moment, Eric stood at the ready with his makeshift weapon. The woman rounded the doorway, shotgun leveled to fire, and he threw it. The pointy end of the spike struck the woman in the chest, and there was a flash of light from her. She took a step back, but the weapon clattered harmlessly to the floor.<br><br>"That was a nice try," she said, aiming the barrel of the shotgun and firing.<br><br>Eric expected to see his guts next, but instead he saw the blast ricochet away as if it had struck an invisible wall in front of him.<br><br>Eddie stood beside Eric, holding his hands out, and he grinned at Eric. "Looks like we're the wonder twins, huh?" he said. <br><br>The woman fired again, and Eddie's force field blocked it. "Nice try yourself, bitch!" Eddie yelled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>13-07-2009, 13:03:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Try to pin her against the wall." Eric suggested. He wasn't sure how Eddie's power worked exactly, but from what he saw, he made forcefields. It seemed logical that Eddie could use that to advance on the gun toting woman and push her against the wall with his powers. Of course that is assuming it isn't one of those force fields that only repels fast moving projectiles.<br>&nbsp;<br>If his idea did work, Eric would then suggest he make a hole where he could reach through and grab the gun, using his own powers to crush the weapon rendering it useless as a fire arm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 19:58:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: Apologies for my lack of posting. RL has been front and center for a week or so. I'm hoping to get a post up tonight or tomorrow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 20:11:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: It seems like everyone else is lagging a bit too...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 19:12:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: I honestly don't know what to post. Being shot is kind of limiting.&nbsp; XD
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tad</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 21:45:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				OOC: and I'm just taking care of her right now.&nbsp; So unless I get something else to react to, that's gonna be most of my actions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>31-07-2009, 03:20:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sorry, but I might have to call it quits for a while. Call it an impact of the economy, but RL is just too demanding at the moment for me to continue my games with any regularity. My apologies, but I think it's game over for me for now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>02-08-2009, 06:58:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It sucks to hear that, but thank you for telling us. If the game starts up again, let me know. Untill then, I'm gonna look for other games.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darwishi</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 19:40:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Likewise.&nbsp; I hate to hear that it's stopping.&nbsp; If it starts up again please give me a PM, I'd love to play some more! Thanks for the great game thus far!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dready</strong> on <strong>20-11-2009, 12:19:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				gah! i didn't mean to contribute to the lagging bit. college caught up and dragged me in for far too long. i hope we can get the rp started up again. ^^
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Only One</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mannik</strong> on <strong>20-11-2009, 16:07:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(I am still down to continue this if everyone else is.)
			</dd>
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