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camppetoskey2018-05-31 11:03 pm
INTRODUCTION
A sound wakes you up, muffled yet somehow near - the sound of a trumpet being played, from somewhere outside the building you're in. There's no fog, no headache as you greet a new day - only the confusion of being in an unfamiliar cabin, lying on top of an unfamiliar bunk bed in somewhere that is certainly not where you last closed your eyes. You're also pretty sure you weren't wearing this outfit before you somehow arrived here - so that's an uncomfortable thought. Yet, the cabin you're in is comfortable, but looking in the steamer trunks near the bunks will only result in finding normal toiletry items and sets of underwear and more of the same strange uniform. Your personal items have been stripped away - well, in the cases they're not absolutely essential for you to live.
Stepping outside, you find yourself in a very forested (and ungodly humid) area, outlooking a wide lake - there's cabins and other buildings next to yours, but the main thing that'll most likely attract attention are the three adults standing out in front of the largest building, bearing the name 'LODGE' on it in large letters. A woman, an older man, and a man in full priest garb, tooting away on a trumpet - your wakeup call, apparently. Just in front of them is a picnic table littered with markers and 'MY NAME IS' nametags.
Maybe you should go and demand some answers? Or will you just decide to explore...and try to find a way out of this weird camp?
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[Eddie would snatch it back, but he lets Richie take the hit. This shit is just too real for either of them to deal with and if they're gonna make it through they're going to need to help each other.]
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[he hands it back, eyes wide and fixed on the gory scene in front of them]
Remembered something. Sort of. I think it was just a nightmare. It felt like a nightmare.
[he shakes it off, listening for a moment]
That kid just said something about powers.
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I... I've been remembering stuff, too.
[frowning]
Powers? Like higher powers or like Superman shit?
Humperdink Is Marry Buttercup In Less Than An Hour. Here. Lemme sum up.
You're not gonna want to see this, Eds. Trust me. This is - oh, fuck, this is gonna be gross. Close your eyes.
[and he sits behind Eddie, clapping his hands over his ears, staying close. everything that goes down in the next minute, the minute which feels like eternity, is not going to be something he'll want to see or hear: the impromptu surgery, short!Mitsuru's sudden use of magic to remove the bullet the rest of the way, the little tiny fairy sprite things that appear out of nowhere ... and certainly not the gorgeous redhead pulling out a gun and SHOOTING HERSELF IN THE HEAD to make another magic fairy thing show up to heal the injured kid. it's all too much for Richie, himself, and Eddie can probably feel Richie's chest heaving behind him as he breathes through it all, his breath stirring his hair. his lips are pursed tight, his eyes wide. it's like a train wreck and a horror movie all in one - he can't look away. he can't. he doesn't dare. the last time he looked away ...
"It got Bev."
oh, God. ohhhhhhhh, God. once Ren passes out, and Ichigo lays into Mitsuru The Hotter for not warning everyone that that gun-to-the-head thing was going to happen, he lets go of Eddie's ears]
He's gonna be okay. Shit.
[pardon him while he goes to flip out a little]