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[ The communicator is sitting on a windowsill, which would normally be good enough to give you a good view of the area- if it wasn't for all this fog. But at this point it's not too bad. There's a pair of turrets sitting around, seemingly harmless. But watch for another minute or so, and before long, there's something different.
In front of the turrets is a lifeless body, female, tangled black hair, in a school uniform. If anyone gave it a good look, they'd see it died of starvation.
After a second, somebody steps into the side of the screen, behind the turrets. To some of you, that green jacket- which should really be washed-should look familiar. He appears to be holding a large piece of wood. But he does nothing but stand completely still. ]
Are you still there?
[ And with that, there's a sudden scream, and a second later the wood goes through one of the turrets, slamming it into the other and knocking them both over. There's some frantic shooting, but before long both stop, smashed wires crackling. ]
I don't blame you
[ But he just keeps on hitting them.
Two minutes later, the body flickers out. Jack finally looks up, seemingly shocked, and runs forward to where it was.
It's a bit hard to make out his expression, and you don't have much time to do so before the feed ends. ]
[ ooc: courier text in the post is the turrets, but in the comments it's just Jack in text mode. ]
In front of the turrets is a lifeless body, female, tangled black hair, in a school uniform. If anyone gave it a good look, they'd see it died of starvation.
After a second, somebody steps into the side of the screen, behind the turrets. To some of you, that green jacket- which should really be washed-should look familiar. He appears to be holding a large piece of wood. But he does nothing but stand completely still. ]
Are you still there?
[ And with that, there's a sudden scream, and a second later the wood goes through one of the turrets, slamming it into the other and knocking them both over. There's some frantic shooting, but before long both stop, smashed wires crackling. ]
I don't blame you
[ But he just keeps on hitting them.
Two minutes later, the body flickers out. Jack finally looks up, seemingly shocked, and runs forward to where it was.
It's a bit hard to make out his expression, and you don't have much time to do so before the feed ends. ]
[ ooc: courier text in the post is the turrets, but in the comments it's just Jack in text mode. ]