Title: Cemetery
The Powers That Be - December 7, 2003 11:38 PM (GMT)
Wander among the graves and check out the people in the ground. Ever wanted to do a seance? They're a bad idea. They seriously piss off and irk any reckless and loose spirits.
As if that'll stop you.
Kellan - December 20, 2003 08:19 AM (GMT)
::Kellan walks into the graveyard and breathes deep::
(Ah. Nothing like the smell of death to raise one's spririts)
::Laughing quietly, Kellan motions to Chadwick::
"Look, over there, a mausoleum. It appears to be unlocked. Perfect. Let's us hide in there until the heat is off."
(This little witchy is playing right into my hands. First I corner him, then I kill him. It's all so easy. Perhaps too easy. I wonder what his power is. Oh never mind. It can't be much compared with mine.)
::He begins heading to the mausoleum, confident that the witch will follow::
Marc - December 20, 2003 05:15 PM (GMT)
::wandering into the Cemetary, Marc thinks he recognizes the two guys as the same two from the Forest. Sneaks around the two and exits the Cemetary hoping to make a fast escape to CW Apartments::
Chadwick - December 21, 2003 02:18 AM (GMT)
(Where is this guy taking me?)
"Wheres a mausoleum anyway?"
(I'm starting to get a bad feeling about this)
"I have to get home."
(You dont have to follow him)
"I am just gonna go home. Thanks for helping me."
::Chadwick heads to the forest::
Kellan - December 21, 2003 10:48 PM (GMT)
::Kellan turns around in time to see Chadwick running away::
(By the Source but I hate witches. I need a drink.)
::Kellan rolls his eyes before blinking out to his Penthouse::
Link. - December 23, 2003 11:51 AM (GMT)
::Link blinks in and looks for any trace of a nymph.::
(That stupid nymph! She can't be angry over me shooting energyballs here.)
::Link begins throwing energyballs on the ground.::
"I hate nymphs!"
Ghost - December 23, 2003 12:36 PM (GMT)
[As the energy balls Link hurls at the ground impact it, one after the other, a spirit is awakened...]
::Ghost shoots up from the ground, its face distorted in terror, striking fear into those who look upon it.::
"Some fool hath summoned me?"
::Its voice is shrieking and painful. Swooping through the air, it flips around onto the other side and sees Link.::
"Warlock! Thou hast business with the ghost of the deadland? How dare thee awaken me from my slumber of a thousand souls! Speak!"
Link. - December 23, 2003 12:44 PM (GMT)
::Link glares at the ghost in terror.::
"Sorry, I Can only practice in the cemetary because a nymph protects the forest."
(I am not lucky)
::Link wait's for reply from the ghost.::
Ghost - December 23, 2003 01:18 PM (GMT)
::Enraged by this atrocity, the ghost uses a psychic blast to transfix Link to the spot, so the warlock cannot move. It then conjures up a plasma ball, which grows to the size of a basket ball, before hurling it at the warlock.::
"Do not disturb me again, fool, or t'will be thy last!"
::The ghost spins around, its body a whirlpool of entity, and burrows back into the ground.::
Link. - December 23, 2003 01:30 PM (GMT)
::Link blinks to his apartment .::
Sam - December 23, 2003 05:13 PM (GMT)
:: Sam steps carefully around the graves and tombstones. ::
"Cemetarys always did creep me out..."
:: Looking around for a possible hint as to the way underground, an idea suddenly hits Sam. ::
"What about a conjuring of the spirits? That should help...but I can't do it alone. I'll need someone else."
:: Begins to look around for someone to help him with his seance. ::
Marc - December 23, 2003 05:25 PM (GMT)
::appears in the Cemetary, and looks around::
"Okay, this looks perfect!"
::sees a rather large statue of an angel acting as a tombstone::
"Okay. My biggest phase not involving the ground, where I could just swim up if thinks go wrong. Let's go!"
::runs in and disappears from one side of the angel, appearing seconds after on the other side of the angel::
"Woohoo! Now let's see that else there is to do around here."
Sam - December 23, 2003 05:33 PM (GMT)
:: Watches Marc phase through the stone angel and smiles. ::
(He must be crawling with psychic energy. He doesn't look demonic, must be a witch. Oh well, I'm sure I can get him to help me....)
:: Aprroaches Marc with a worried look on his face. ::
(The kid would never help me if I told him I was trying to summon the Source of all evil.)
"Excuse me. I'm Sam, and you see, my grandmother passed away not to long ago, and I'm kinda having a problem dealing with it. I never really belived it myself, but my grandmother was really into the spirit world and belivewd in seances and stuff such as that. I belive I owe it to her to try to summon her just once. Could you help me? I can't do it alone. If you want to help, I'll be in the Mausolem, over there. It should have enough energy to summon my grandmother."
:: Turns from Marc and smiles walking to the Mausolem. ::
Marc - December 23, 2003 05:40 PM (GMT)
::quickly decides and follows Sam::
"Hey! Wait up!"
::disappears into the Mauseloem::
Link. - December 28, 2003 10:36 PM (GMT)
::Link blinks in .::
"I need more adventure. How the hell did I get here?!"
::Link blinks to the forest .::
Andrea - January 4, 2004 06:45 PM (GMT)
::Andrea arrives and eventually notices how dark it's getting. She wraps her arms around herself and lets her body shiver with discomfort.::
(Starting a new life is so difficult. It's just impossible to know who to trust. What if those people are perfectly good people, just like me? And I just ran out on them? What if they reject me now? I mean, sure, there's the possibility that some of them are badasses, I mean, all of those boys had really bad asses... okay out of the gutter, kiddo, but, I can't help thinking they're genuinely good.)
::She walks further into the cemetary, and enters a crypt which contains Prue Halliwell's Grave.::
Chloe - January 4, 2004 07:08 PM (GMT)
::The golden eagle swoops overhead above the Halliwell's grave, still tracking Andrea.::
Lirie - January 5, 2004 02:47 PM (GMT)
::Lirie wanders in, scanning the place::
(Just like home... creepy and isolated...)
::She smiles to herself, continuing deeper into the unmeddled grounds, finally arriving the Haunted Church::
Andrea - January 20, 2004 10:59 AM (GMT)
::After a somewhat exhilarating drive, Andrea parks the SUV outside the rustic railings of the cemetary and turns to Luke.::
"Well would you look at that! I said it in bold et voila! Deadsville!"
::Grinning proudly, she gets out of the car and wanders up to the gates, noting the gothic structure.::
"Now if I could just get a big, juicy steak and a good boyfriend all would be great."
::She waits.::
"Oh well. It was worth a shot."
::Turning, she calls back to Luke as she enters the cemetary.::
"Come on then, we need to find this statue!"
Luke - January 20, 2004 01:04 PM (GMT)
(I'm of the bad boy variety but that's besides the point...I love contradicting myself.)
::He gets out of the SUV and with an outstretched palm, he directs his power several feet ahead of him and Andrea, hoping that Lenin would materialize. He looks to his wound again, realizing that it had stopped bleeding, despite the fact that it stopped ages ago. He pulls out his athame and walks forward.::
"Ok...I'm almost ready. Just waiting for my better half."
Andrea - January 20, 2004 06:29 PM (GMT)
::Andrea turns and casts a long glance at Luke.::
"Why do you always call on him? I mean, don't get me wrong, he's a great guy, but do you never do things by yourself?"
::She looks away, hoping he doesn't take her question as rude.::
Luke - January 20, 2004 06:40 PM (GMT)
"He's my spine. The one person I can trust would take an energy ball for me. I mean, if my power is ever going to grow so I can do more things with it, I need to bring him out as often as possible.
Besides, he doesn't like being stuck in me too long and he likes Chloe. At a minimum, I have to let him save the day. He deserves to be in the world just as much as I do. If not, more than I do. Finally, I may have an active power but it's not exactly offensive nor defensive. Unevening the odds balances that out. Sort of."
::He pulls out a cigarette after that long tirade. He puts it between his lips and lights it up, blowing the smoke from his nostrils and mouth.::
"Shall we continue saving Chloe?"
Andrea - January 20, 2004 06:44 PM (GMT)
"If I could grab a smoke off you."
::She smiles shyly, her ears turning slightly pink.::
"I haven't been shopping yet."
Luke - January 20, 2004 06:49 PM (GMT)
::Luke pulls out another cigarette and hands it to Andrea, flipping open his lighter again. He ignites the flame and holds it to the end of her cigarette.::
"Oh, you naughty girl. Now where is that statue?"
::Luke puts away his lighter and pack of cigarettes.::
Vince - January 20, 2004 07:02 PM (GMT)
::Vince looks ahead and see's Luke and Andrea standing by their car, smoking. Without pausing he drives onto the side of the road and turns it off::
"I think the Boom Box was a really good idea for a stealthy mission like this. Really good. Now we can either wait here for them to walk off and then follow them. Or we can wait for them to get attack. Or we can go up to them and say 'Oh, my, fancy seeing you here'."
Andrea - January 20, 2004 07:02 PM (GMT)
::Andrea gives Luke a small wink.::
"Everybody has a naughty side."
::With a grin, she wanders further into the cemetary and shivers suddenly.::
"It's getting dark out. And I have no idea where this statue is. I mean, there's a whole lot of statues out here."
Luke - January 20, 2004 07:07 PM (GMT)
::Luke points to The Fallen Angel Statue, which was many yards away from the SUV.::
"Let's try this one."
::Luke walks away to The Fallen Angel Statue, though he had no idea that it was, in fact the way to The Fallen Angel Statue. He walks slowly so that Andrea could follow him and stay close.::
Andrea - January 20, 2004 07:12 PM (GMT)
::Andrea follows Luke, grateful that she doesn't have to struggle to keep up with his large strides, and ends up at the Fallen Angel Statue.::
Luke - January 21, 2004 12:39 AM (GMT)
::Luke puts Chloe's arm around his shoulder and carries her to the SUV. After opening the back door, he lies her down on the seat. Locking the door behind him, Luke sits down in the passenger's seat, waiting for Andrea.::
(Wait a minute...isn't that the Landlord's car? And the Landlord doesn't even drive his car. If he did, you'd be able to smell the stench from here. Must be Vince and Petunius. May as well humor them and pretend as if I didn't notice them.)
Petunius - January 21, 2004 12:46 AM (GMT)
::Petunius watches Luke and Andrea leave into the distance before quietly getting out of the car himself::
"Relax, I'm not about to blow our cover. The boom box and other miscellaneous items are for an entirely different purpose. If that Fallen Angel Statue is the same one I read about, then we're not going to just stroll in and save the day. There's a guardian that pops up once in a while and gives anyone on the side of Good the run around. Kinda like those Egyptian Sphinx whatcha-ma-call-its"
::Points to the various electrical items::
"Apparently ghosts and electricity are about as compatible as, well...Neurotic boy over there and a Buddhist monk"
::Pulls out an Alyssa Milano CD::
"And this, well let's just say Banshees will run screaming after hearing it. Better to be prepared for anything"
::Motions to leave::
"Shall we?"
Vince - January 21, 2004 02:16 AM (GMT)
::Vince's eyes widen at the cd and he gulps nervously::
"I'm not sure about... that. I mean... dude. It's just so bad."
::Witha shudder he gets out and follows Petunius::
Andrea - January 21, 2004 11:40 AM (GMT)
::Heading over to the car, Andrea bumps into Vince, jumps back, and stares at him open-mouthed.::
"What the... what are you doing here?"
::Nervously, she edges towards the car with Luke and Chloe waiting inside.::
"Did you follow us?"
(I am sick and tired of people following me!)
::Not waiting for an answer, she spins around, throws open the car door, gets in and starts the engine. With a solemn face, she talks out the side of her mouth to Chloe.::
"Hope you like bumpy rides."
::Before slamming on the accelerator and speeding off down the street, heading home to CW Apartments.::
Petunius - January 21, 2004 02:03 PM (GMT)
::Petunius gapes for a moment and watches Andrea leave with the others. He snaps out of it and frustratedly puts the objects down::
"Fuck. Busted. Again. Do you think someone's trying to tell us something? This scheming and stealth shit is getting to be a bitch"
::Turns to face the direction of the statue in question, then looks back at Vince::
"So what do we do now?"
Vince - January 21, 2004 03:57 PM (GMT)
::Vince shrugs and glances after the fast retreating car::
"No idea, I just had 'saving the day' as the plan. Didn't occur to me that we wouldn't be able to do that."
::He glances towards the angel statue::
"We could go check that statue out. I want to see the ghost."
Petunius - January 21, 2004 04:31 PM (GMT)
"Alrighty then. To the ghost it is. Hopefully something will happen. Been a while since I had some real adventure"
::Petunius heads in the direction of the Fallen Angel Statue::
Vince - January 21, 2004 07:08 PM (GMT)
::Vince shrugs and follows::
Petunius - January 22, 2004 03:47 PM (GMT)
::Despondent, Petunius hobbles back into the car::
"That was... interesting to say the least. I suppose we should get back to the Apartments"
::Reaches into his pocket and finds that he still has Chloe's pendant::
"I better give this back to its owner. Wouldn't want to be accused of being a thief as well as a stalker"
Vince - January 22, 2004 04:56 PM (GMT)
"Perish the thought."
::Vince comments drily while getting into the car and turned it on::
Petunius - January 22, 2004 09:45 PM (GMT)
"You might wanna step on it. I want to catch the owners of a place called P3 and try and get myself a job. This witch gig is going to be expensive, I can feel it"
::Petunius places the pendant back into his pocket and puts on the seatbelt::
Vince - January 23, 2004 09:14 AM (GMT)
"Fine, we'll swing by the apartments to give that necklace back to Chloe, then I'll be nice and drive you to P3. And the witch gig will get even more expensive if I charge you for petrol."
::Vince grins and pulls away, heading towards the CW Apartments::.