Search Party Log

[putuporshutup]

Who: Whichever idiots want to go out into the woods and figure out what killed April
What: Search Party!
When: Thursday
Where: The Lobby/The Grounds/The Forest
Rating: PG-13 otherwise tag your threads

She wouldn't normally care, but with the castle shifting to resemble anything remotely like her world, Meg was on edge. When she found April - or what was left of her - decorating the castle halls, that concern switched to full blown alert mode. The demon spent the night and half the morning poking around the castle, looking for whatever had done it on her own to no avail. By noon, she had circled back around to the lobby and stood there glaring at the pile of weapons, wondering what the hell the catch was.

Finally, she cracked open her journal. By now, more people surely would have seen the carnage.

"All right," she sighed heavily. "Anyone wants to go out and find what did it, meet me in the lobby."

Comments

[deductiongeek]

[Conan's head jerks in the direction of the cry. He knew it could be a trick. It could be a trap. Likely even, considering his certainty that something had been following him.

But he couldn't risk being wrong about this.

He takes off running towards the sound. ]

[wendigoooo]

[Just as planned. When Conan runs, the Wendigo stalks close at his heels, stopping when he does. A moment later, it snarls from close behind him.]

[deductiongeek]

[In one smooth motion Conan ejects the soccerball from his belt, spins, and kicks it hard in the direction of the growl.]

[wendigoooo]

[The soccer ball connects, hitting the Wendigo hard, square in the chest. Trouble is, even bullets are no match for the creature. It growls again, mixing in just a hint of a sinister, human sounding laugh...

and then it lunges for him, teeth and claws bared. It doesn't aim to kill, but certainly to incapacitate.

[deductiongeek]

[Conan throws himself to one side, in a desperate attempt to avoid the lunge. The side was his best chance. He had already calculated that he wouldn't be fast enough to avoid it in any other direction.]

[wendigoooo]

[The monster adapts quickly, lunging after him to the side, swinging the other arm out to try to catch him by the waist.]

[deductiongeek]

[Conan screams as the monster's claws catch his side. His momentum is enough to avoid being caught completely, but it sends him rolling across the ground until he hits a tree.]

[wendigoooo]

[In a flash, the Wendigo is on top of Conan, attempting to scoop him up and carry him back to the cave it managed to find here. It pays no attention to where its claws may dig into his skin in the process.]

[deductiongeek]

[Despite the pain of the claws digging into his skin, Conan keep fighting. He squirms and kicks and tries every trick he knows to get the creature to loosen its grip. And when none of that works he triggers the sedative dart in his watch at it. ]

[wendigoooo]

[The dart flies straight at its target...

and bounces off the Wendigo's tough skin.

Nice try, kid, but no dice. It retaliates with a deliberate slash of claws across what seems to be his dominant arm.]

[deductiongeek]

[He bites a scream as the claws cut across his arm, and lashes out with a kick. ]

[wendigoooo]

[The kick connects and while it doesn't hurt, this kid is seriously getting annoying. The wendigo aims a blow at the back of his skull, attempting to knock out the surprisingly violent little creature.]

[deductiongeek]

[The blow connects, and the boy slumps into unconsciousness.]