log 01 // it's certainly NOISEy today... ha... haha...
Characters: Abel and OPEN for anyone who wants to find a derp/save a derp/be saved by a derp searching for his brother.
Location: Streets of the Middle/Lower districts
Time: Afternoon, June 12th; (Will assume any threads take place before the one where Abel finds Cain!)
Style: Any
Status: Open!
...This was not what Abel had planned when he set out for a stroll to try and locate his brother.
It was relatively lucky that he happened to possess enough wits (and bullets in his revolver) to avoid the increasingly frequent sightings of strange creatures he could only describe as terrifying annoyances, at first... But as the days progressed, they had gotten more and more oppressive - both in number and size. Instead of quaint little pigs and frogs, there were wolves and beasts and all manner of... indeterminable foes Abel couldn't identify. What were they? Why were they here?
More importantly, how in the name of God was he going to find Cain in this mess? He prayed his brother was alright. Efforts to contact him had ended in vain, and it had been days since they'd last spoken. Parting in such a way... it simply didn't sit right with him. He was sure his twin felt the same.
He abruptly ducked and narrowly avoided having his face shredded by a pair of claws belonging to a none-too-pleased looking Noise, staggering a step backwards and realizing he'd somehow become surrounded. Offering a quiet "tch," the priest began loading another round - the very last in his possession - into the chamber.
"May Lord have mercy. ...D-don't you things have anything better to do then pick on helpless priests? Your mothers would be ashamed!"
Location: Streets of the Middle/Lower districts
Time: Afternoon, June 12th; (Will assume any threads take place before the one where Abel finds Cain!)
Style: Any
Status: Open!
...This was not what Abel had planned when he set out for a stroll to try and locate his brother.
It was relatively lucky that he happened to possess enough wits (and bullets in his revolver) to avoid the increasingly frequent sightings of strange creatures he could only describe as terrifying annoyances, at first... But as the days progressed, they had gotten more and more oppressive - both in number and size. Instead of quaint little pigs and frogs, there were wolves and beasts and all manner of... indeterminable foes Abel couldn't identify. What were they? Why were they here?
More importantly, how in the name of God was he going to find Cain in this mess? He prayed his brother was alright. Efforts to contact him had ended in vain, and it had been days since they'd last spoken. Parting in such a way... it simply didn't sit right with him. He was sure his twin felt the same.
He abruptly ducked and narrowly avoided having his face shredded by a pair of claws belonging to a none-too-pleased looking Noise, staggering a step backwards and realizing he'd somehow become surrounded. Offering a quiet "tch," the priest began loading another round - the very last in his possession - into the chamber.
"May Lord have mercy. ...D-don't you things have anything better to do then pick on helpless priests? Your mothers would be ashamed!"