020 - [Voice Post/Commentlog]

[not_alaska]

So, I was going to take the night off and say we could go get dinner out or something, maybe get some drinks at that bar with the jazz band-

[gunshots, and some splattery sounds]

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!

Fuck off you little bastards!

[bang bang!]

-and someone decides to spawn little tentacled blobs into the sewer

Comments

[razrsharp]

Christopher's diligently protecting his car.

[not_alaska]

And I take it he left you to take care of all the really important things.

[razrsharp]

To our advantage they seem particularly disinterested in information.

[not_alaska]

Although that doesn't stop them from eating anything they can get their slimy little tentacles on. Hopefully they didn't show up at the cabin, Logan'll be pissed if he finds out they ruined all the work he's been doing.

Enter from Outdoors!

[weaponxanimal]

George?

[Clothing ripped here and there, hair mussed from his own fray. He walks lightly through the wreckage, becoming more concerned at the number of bullet holes in the walls.]

George!

Enter from Outdoors!

[not_alaska]

In the kitchen!

[Definitely not a damsel in distress cry for help. Trying to aim here!]

Enter from Outdoors!

[weaponxanimal]

[Peeks around the corner into the kitchen.]

Back ups here, don't fire.

[Sloowly steps in, keeping close to the wall.]

Enter from Outdoors!

[not_alaska]

One under the sink with the cleaning supplies, one in the top-right hand cabinet with the hole gnawed in, and one is under the pot in the corner with the brick on top.

[Relaxes a bit, the only ones left are good at staying out of the way, but hard to be honestly relieved at his arrival after the previous conversation with B]