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."

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[im_the_doctor]

[ The Doctor had been listening and feeling out his surroundings but the Wendigo is fast, much faster than the Doctor had expected and he's taken by surprise. Lunging backwards as the creature claws at his face his trainer catches an exposed branch and he falls backward landing on his rear.

Crawling backward as fast as he can, he tries to reason with it. ]

Hello. You don't have to do this. We can talk about this. What exactly are you anyway?

[wendigoooo]

[All he gets is a growl in response as it lunges forward again, looming over him. Even if the Wendigo was once human and knows perfectly well what the doctor is doing and understands perfectly, it has no reply. It doesn't reason with food. This time, it aims to rake its claws across his chest.]

[im_the_doctor]

Okay, not much for small talk. That's okay.

[ The Doctor tries to crab walk backwards away from the creature. But he's not fast enough. The claws slice through his jacket and shirt easily, raking across his chest, slicing skin and eliciting a howl of pain from him. ]

Now wait. Wait just a minute.

[ He holds a hand up to the Wendigo, hoping to hold it off or at least slow it down. ]

I can help you. Just wait. Really, you don't have to go through with this.

[wendigoooo]

[...

Is this food serious? The monster laughs again as it lunges to bite that hand. At the same time, it makes another slash in his chest, this time aiming to go deeper. The Wendigo isn't big on dinner conversation, but this is actually... somewhat entertaining...]

[im_the_doctor]

[ Was that a pause? The Doctor thinks it was and he's heartened to find that he might be getting through to the creature. ]

Just tell me what...

[ That noise didn't sound encouraging, and with his hand still out he tries to back further away. Suddenly there's great pain in his right wrist and deeper into his chest. The Doctor is stunned. ]

You took my hand! I was trying to help and you took my hand. I can't just grow another one!

[wendigoooo]

[Sorry, Doctor. Wendigo don't curr about your hand, except for the fact that it tastes pretty good. Kind of different. More aged, perhaps? Regardless, you're tasty, and it dives in for another few bites.]

[im_the_doctor]

[ Somehow he really wasn't expecting that to have just happened. It makes sense that it did, he can see the flaw in his logic but still...

It's in that moment of stunned disbelief, or perhaps shock, that he realizes he's in deep trouble. He tries to get away. To back up but with only one hand he's not moving fast or far. Worse, he can hear others in the woods around him. Before it's too late he yells for them to get away before the Wendigo bites again and all he can do is scream. ]