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1. Gun them down.
- 4 (66.7%)
2. Make a break for it.
- 2 (33.3%)
3. ssssssssssssss
- 0 (0%)

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Voting closed: December 04, 2009, 08:17:53 AM


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Re: The Ends
« Reply #180 on: November 06, 2008, 10:46:36 AM »

Leaning towards 3
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #181 on: November 06, 2008, 01:28:58 PM »

That bothered me too, but I didn't want to cast around paranoia too quickly.  More than that, though, since we're on the subject...

The retriever grunts  and growls and you feel yourself being lifted.

You are torn to pieces.

From behind you, you can hear Nicole screaming as your head thumps to the ground and your vision goes dark.

There's some debate on how literal "torn to pieces" really is, but from the description it sounds less like you had a "million to one chance" of surviving and more like "your fucking head came off."

Either way, you are clearly not missing any limbs or even noticeable chunks of your body, so you must have obviously regenerated somehow.  And David does not think this is the least bit odd.

Actually, if you read the part where we rouse after that, David is incredibly disturbed about the entire ordeal.

This.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #182 on: November 06, 2008, 04:09:48 PM »

4.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #183 on: November 07, 2008, 07:38:35 PM »

I just had a disturbing thought:  Shouldn't Benny be taunting us right about now?
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #184 on: November 08, 2008, 01:14:39 AM »

McDude, you just made me had a zillion heart-attacks, and I'm not even sure what you're implying.

... I guess... I guess he could be "eating" Dr. Connors.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #185 on: November 08, 2008, 11:14:19 PM »

3 is locked in.

Sorry, but I'm out on my ass at the moment. Will update when my life settles back down.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #186 on: November 09, 2008, 09:49:04 AM »

McDude, you just made me had a zillion heart-attacks, and I'm not even sure what you're implying.

Man, I don't even know.  It's just really suspicious that he's missing.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #187 on: November 11, 2008, 01:22:29 AM »

Three is a no brainer, anyway. Glad that happened, though if this were a videogame I would have just climbed the damn gate out of a natural sense of defiance and ran in a random cardinal direction just to see if I could before restoring from a quicksave after getting eaten by a grue or a barnacle or some such stupid shit.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #188 on: November 14, 2008, 11:30:42 PM »

I would like to apologize for cockteasing you guys with one update, I really did get suddenly dumped out of my house.

The Muse still burns, will be updating when I can.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #189 on: November 14, 2008, 11:48:53 PM »

Here, have a live one on the house.



My excuse? Space AIDS.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #190 on: November 25, 2008, 05:21:09 AM »

3. Do a quick search of all three houses.

Leaving the gate alone for now, you head toward the nearest house and approach the front door.

It's unlocked, and you gently push it open.

Foyer. A crystal chandelier hangs overhead. For a moment it seems like icicles, or teeth. You blink and it changes back to normal. You step inside warily, poker hanging down but gripped firmly.

Coat rack. Closet to your left. The door is slightly ajar. You peek inside but see only muted darkness. No jackets. Must have been taken when whoever lived here left. Stairs directly ahead, kitchen and dining room visible to your left, den to your right. Similar to the house you're staying in, in fact. Slight differences besides the furniture.

Kitchen first. The knife block is overturned on the counter, the knives spilled out onto the tile. One of them, the large butcher knife, has fallen to the floor. The fridge and freezer doors are standing open. You glance inside and turn your face away from the smell of rotting meat.

Pantry. Most of the canned goods have been taken, by David and Nicole or the former residents. A few odds and ends left. A single can of beans.

You're not here for a thorough search or food. You leave and check the rest of the house.

Empty, empty, empty. The false fireplace seems to leer at you. Upstairs in the master bedroom the bed has been inexplicably completely stripped down to the mattress. What looks to be a knife wound bleeding stuffing is cut into roughly the center, about two feet long and ragged.

The master bath's glass shower door is shattered. Jagged glass litters the floor. The mirror is also cracked, like someone took a bat to it.

poker

Something about the bathroom disturbs you. (more than usual, anyway.) You leave quickly, shutting the door.

No one is here. The complete silence is starting the get to you. You almost wish the voices in your head would com

You leave the house and check the next one. Same story. Empty and silent. This time it looks like the living room had caught on fire. The couch is burnt and ripped open, the carpet blackened. Black marks like flame lick up the walls. A fireplace poker similar to yours is embedded into the wall. It's almost sunk halfway in at a downward angle. You give it a pull but it's stuck fast.

Upstairs reveals a crumpled note in what looks to be a guest bedroom on the nightstand.

they are coming

The writing looks hurried and one end of the shred of paper looks burnt.

Nicole and David are not here. With a sinking heart you leave to check the last house. You do not expect to find them.

The last house is a complete mess. Papers, trash, cans, beer bottles littered everywhere. The kitchen table looks like it has been hacked into pieces and then piled in the backyard for some reason. A bloody hatchet leans against one wall.

The stairs leading up have their railing smashed. The stairs themselves are stained with blood, obvious on the white carpet. The stairs in the other houses including your own were all hardwood.

You walk up. The master bedroom door is shut and locked. You consider smashing it open, then shrug. You don't think anything you want to see is on the other side.

"Well, it depends on whose side you're on," says a voice from behind you.

You spin around, adrenaline shooting through your system fast and hard. The tension that had been building finally breaks and your poker comes up in both hands, ready to swing. Your teeth are bared subconsciously.

Benny.

"Hey, man, been a while," he smiles at you, mirroring you.

You close your lips and lower your poker in disgust. "Fuck you," you say. Energy begins to drain out of you, back into your reserves.

Benny shakes his head and makes a tsking sound. "Now now now, is that any way to speak to your only friend?"

"I'm not your friend," you say, walking past him and back down the stairs.

"Maybe not," Benny says. Something in his voice makes you turn and look up at him.

"Yet," he finishes.

You give him the finger.

"Regardless, I'm now your only form of social contact, it seems," he continues, picking at his eye.

"I'll find them," you say.

"Oh? What if they don't want to be found?" Benny says. "What if David took Nicole and got the fuck out? What if he did it because he thought you were dangerous? What if he did it because you are?"

"That's not what happened," you say.

"Really? Then by all means, what's your explanation for the events that have recently unfolded? Face it, bro. You got ditched."

"No. Nicole wouldn't --"

"Nicole may be Queen Bitch of The Dark Alien Whatever, but she's just a little girl. David could have just grabbed her and left. You should be thankful to him for nursing you back to health first. Though, if we remember, he can't really take much credit in that respect," Benny smirks.

"God damn it. Go away. Leave me alone."

"No can do, bro."

"Then what the fuck do you want? Just to annoy me?"

"Me?" Benny looks innocent. "I don't want anything. I'm here because you want me here."

"Bullshit."

Benny giggles. The sound is like a hyena. "Oh, really? Think about it. Why, just a minute ago you were wishing for something to break the silence. Got a bit lonely, did you? Miss your Nikky? I admit I kinda miss her too. It's hard to find good pussy these days."

You raise your poker and take a step forward, up the steps.

Benny throws up his hands and grins. "Oh, man. Touch a nerve? Sorry, I didn't mean to set off your maternal instinct, honey."

You continue forward, gaining the top of the stairs. Benny is against the wall.

"Fine, take your best shot," Benny says, dropping his hands and folding them in front of him. "After all, it's your funeral."

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1. His head is at perfect swing level. Time to kill Benny again. Maybe this time he'll stay dead.

2. Lower the poker. It's time to talk.

3. Nothing good can come of interacting in any way with Benny. Turn around and leave. Ignore him.

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Re: The Ends
« Reply #191 on: November 25, 2008, 07:28:32 AM »

2. Why our funeral?

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Re: The Ends
« Reply #192 on: November 25, 2008, 09:39:22 AM »

2 We can walk and talk still, right? The pissant hasn't eaten that much of our brain, right? Maybe he's noticed something useful. We could start by asking him that.

He is an illness induced hallucination though, so I'm not going to be too upset just ignoring him. Eventually, we're going to have to confront this invading intelligence and disrupt or confuse it enough to tell us how to make it leave or bring it fully under our control. Preference for seniority in the body, I think.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #193 on: November 25, 2008, 10:17:48 AM »

ssssss
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #194 on: November 25, 2008, 10:20:26 AM »

That is not a vote. That is just malissssious.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #195 on: November 25, 2008, 10:33:10 AM »

2. Let's hear what he has to say. And besides, if Benny represents a certain part of our consciousness... beating the shit out of him may not be advisable.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #196 on: November 25, 2008, 12:43:50 PM »

3.  This isn't the time or place, and I can't afford to be distracted (or worse).  I'll go crazy and talk to myself when I'm in a safer place.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #197 on: November 25, 2008, 01:13:35 PM »

I'm suddenly really afraid that we need to do horrible things to our alter ego to get him out.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #198 on: November 25, 2008, 02:53:57 PM »

3. Though I think we could benefit from chatting with the little jerk, the note and the silence has me worried.

One of you is close to someone who needs help... Find this person... fast.
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Re: The Ends
« Reply #199 on: November 25, 2008, 05:08:34 PM »

3. Objective accomplished, no need to keep David waiting if he's come back. Has Benny ever given useful information? Perhaps I am forgetting something.

I do recall punching Benny earlier. So it is possible. However, Benny brought us back to life. 'Funeral' just refers to his ability to take it back..
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