25 October 2012 @ 08:28 pm
So a doctor and a soldier walk into a haunted house...  
[ A: Setup ]
[ Why... whatever could Bruce and Steve be doing hauling this very large box up the road? They can’t possibly be moving out, can they? ]

[ B: Phone ]
[ There seems to be a distressed voice on the other end... a distressed voice that is extremely overacted and melodramatic. There’s some sort of ambient noise playing in the background that sounds oddly like a recording, and someone keeps breathing into the phone to make it sound like static. They’re not very good at making this sound realistic. ]

It’s Dr. Banner... it’s awful...! I can’t save him on my own. I need your help. Meet me at 627 Topper!

--Oh, are you doing it already? Ahh, help me! I’m being kidnapped by ghosts! And... evil scientists! And some witches I guess. Only you and anyone else in the neighborhood can save me!

[ C: Entrance ]
[ Upon approaching the house, there seems to be a scarecrow on the front porch. It seems like a dummy until she smiles and offers you crazy kids some lemonade with a drop of grenadine in it (some sort of jokes about drones and dummies goes here). When you're inside, there are sheets hanging up all over the place to look like ghosts, along with pumpkins and really fake-looking rubber bats and cotton balls stretched out to look like cobweb. There are arrows leading you in the right direction. But before you get that far, one very disheveled-looking Steve stands in your way. ]

Thank goodness you’re here! He’s upstairs. Hurry, we don’t have long. And watch out for the witch...!

[ D: The Kitchen ]
[ In the kitchen, they’ve dimmed the lights and hung fake cobwebs everywhere, along with inaccurately-drawn hammer-and-sickle posters. A big book has a piece of paper taped over the title to read THE EVERYDAY COMMUNIST WITCH’S COOKBOOK: I’LL GET YOU, MY COMRADE, AND YOUR LITTLE FREEDOM TOO! There’s a pot of green water (literally just water and food dye) bubbling on the stove, with another drone wife dressed in a black witch costume and hat. Should you enter, she’ll smile and offer you finger food, and then make some obviously-rehearsed comment about what an evil communist she is. ]

[ E: The Landing ]
[ There’s a blacklight up here so you might be glowing if you’re wearing white, or if you smile... The walls are covered in dark paper from the hardware store, save for a few cutouts made to look like eyes peering on. There’s also a large stuffed doll out here, much too cute to be a monster, holding up a sign that says “HE’S OVER THERE” in extremely spooky font. There are sounds coming from within a room at the end of the hall, but you’ll have to get through some darkness first... ]

[ F: Upstairs ]
[ The hallway up to the bedroom is rigged so lines of sheetghosts on rope move as you pass, and they’ve managed to get ahold of some dry ice. The skeleton from the high-school science class is there, but they’ve wrapped him in a labcoat to make it less frightening. Only one door is open, and it looks like they’ve set it up like a lab. There’s a stereotypical setup of strange-looking liquids in scientific jars on a metal table, with a very fake-looking dummy on an operating table covered in a sheet. There are labeled bowls of skinned grapes and cold spaghetti to serve as fake eyes and brains-- but they don’t look too realistic, because that would be a little too scary! Ignoring the laboratory stuff, this room appears to be Steve’s bedroom, and it doesn’t look like they put much effort into hiding it. Bruce is hiding not-so-subtly in the closet. ]
Current Location: 627 Topper Street
Current Music: Screamin' Ball (At Dracula Hall)
02 September 2012 @ 09:32 pm

[So everyone says their powers are gone, but it's not something that he can just take on faith, not with his power specifically. So, obviously, as everything's building up, he should test it. Somewhere far from the center of town. Just in case.]

[So that's what leads him to the woods on the edge of town, standing there in anticipation. He breathes a couple times before figuring it's got to happen eventually, focuses his energy and his emotions]

[and just lets out a huge yell.]


[He hesitates after picking up the phone, but it's only for a second; it's not like talking on here is going to make anything worse.]

...So, with all the stuff that's going on here, I thought it might be... helpful... to offer up what I could. I'm a doctor, nothing fancy, but I can pitch in in an emergency, if anyone needs it. I'm sure there are other people here too who can do something, maybe we can coordinate and make this a little less shitty.
07 August 2012 @ 03:11 pm
[action: 306 Miller]

[He's not unfamiliar with the experience of waking up in a totally strange location, but it's always a sign that something very, very bad has happened. He doesn't even have the aches or the flashes that usually accompany an... incident, and if this is one, someone must have dressed him and brought him back to their house afterwards, which is even more unsettling and might mean he's in custody.]

[He fights the rising panic desperately, not realizing that the push behind it is missing, as he gets out of the bed-- no restraints?-- and peeks out the blinds to try and get some grasp on his surroundings.]

[And then he dresses as quickly as possible in whatever clothes he finds first, glancing hurriedly over his shoulder at the door, and moves steadily out into the hallway, ready to bolt as soon as he sees anyone or hears anything.]

[action: around town]

[He's calmer outside the house, though that's not saying much. But it's time to get a feel for his surroundings and actually investigate, all while trying to blend in as much as possible. This means a brief, distracted smile at anyone he makes eye contact with (that's what you do in the suburbs, right?) before lowering his head slightly and speeding up a little, though the more... eccentric-looking people do catch his attention.]

[Still, he can afford to ask a question or two without seeming too out of place, so he'll smile apologetically, doing his best to not sound urgent, and ask]

Excuse me, hi-- how far to the nearest city?

[Unless, of course, he sees anyone wearing anything that even comes close to looking like a police or military uniform, because then he casually turns right around and down the nearest corner, which is not remotely suspicious behavior at all.]