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Old Apr 6th, 2013, 07:58 PM
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thanks for the surprise, Joe.

What have you got down there - Nazi gold?

Also - what the fvck is a double hockey stick?
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Joe isn't in the Diner.
Joe isn't out on the street with a little white cyllander in his mouth, under the cold woolly sky.
Joe is probably upstairs at his ex wife's, somewhere. He'll probably be back down later. Jac could call him, if she wants, or Matty.

The tunnel goes at an angle. If any of the characters are aware of their orientation (have a good sense of direction in other words,) then they could hazard a guess that the tunnel heads off towards the gas station on the other side of the road. It apparently narrows and gets taller just a few feet inside, the flashtorch hits no visible ceiling right away.

There's a piece of chord hanging down from the invisible ceiling.

There's no sign of the critter.
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Old Apr 7th, 2013, 10:24 AM
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Jac trots back down the stairs, still holding her pole. "Welp, no Joe. Lazy bastard is probably busy bleeding or some other self indulgent thing. Who's up for playing tunnel explorer on his time?" She stops in front of the tunnel, peering into it as though it'll magically get less dark.
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Creak, creak, creak, groan, creak, creak.
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"Jesus Vic! H-E-double L. Also known as hell! And I know Joe threatens termination at the drop of a hat, but this thing is really weird and I think we should try to get it. Let's see, this is the street side of the building... so this must head towards the gas station..."

Jimmy grabs the lid again and crawls into the tunnel, standing up when he is able and shining his flashtorch all around.

"Come on guys and gal, lets go get this critter!"
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The floor is about an inch deep in powdery concrete rubble, dirt, and rocks, on top of solid cement. The walls are cinder blocks and mortar. The ceiling is dirt in places, concrete in others, old wood in some. There's a florescent light above Jimmy. All kinds of pipes are visible.

I looks like the whole tunnel, passageway would be more accurate, was sealed off a few years ago. Five or ten, like.

It stretches off beyond the range of the flashtorch. Just before the light ends, a curve is visible. There's another fluorescent light on the ceiling about 20 feet away.

The overhead lights are not on. I just thought I should say that in case.
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"Huh. There's lights in here..." Jimmy shines his flashtorch up at the light above him. "Someone follow that conduit and see if it leads to a light switch. I need to keep an eye out for that... thing."

Jimmy aims the light back down the tunnel at the bend, trying to remember just what was on that side of the gas station. He then remembers the cord hanging in the darkness and pulls it.
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The cord moves down and clicks in Jimmy's fingers. Satisfying like only a light-switch-cord in the dark can be.

For three seconds or so, nothing happens, as is appropriate when dealing with fluorescent lights. Then there's that plinkplinkplink sound, and then finally light. White and unnatural. Incredibly bright above Jimmy, but fading quickly enough to make three pools of it surrounded by shadows all the way down the passageway to the bend.

One of the lights flickers. Several cockroaches tear at hundreds of cockroach miles per hour for the safety of darkness. (Ironic, considering the reputation they've garnered for being nigh invincible.)

Those in the basement see the outline of Jimmy's lower half against the floor of the passageway. I won't make any snide comments about whether this is his better half or not, but I could

As soon as you step into the tunnel, do this:
--Make a character sheet with the following things on it and nothing else:
Name of character,
Ability scores,
One trait of your choice. (Don't feel like you have to choose a "powerful" one. You will get at least two more traits. Pick whatever feels good for your character.)

--Make it able to be edited by me, so that it shows up on my characters page.

--Repeat "I do believe in faeries." Until Tinkerbell is alive again.
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"Cute," Robert muttered, taking an instinctive step backwards as the newly brightened walls of the tunnel seemed to come alive with scuttling horrors. Giving his pulse the time to get back under control, he put his crate down and fumbled a packet of tic tacs out of his jeans with his one available hand. Throwing a few into his mouth, he crunched noisily before tossing the minty sweets back into his pocket and picking the crate up once again.

The light of his flashlight focused needlessly on Jimmy's face before angling itself downwards.

"Looks like you found that light switch after all," he told Jimmy as he approached. Staring down into the tunnel he shook his head, calling back: "Hey, uh, Fred's friend, you don't have to come in here. Pretty sure this wasn't part of the deal."

Humming a few bars of a terrible song, Robert took a deep breath, awkwardly straightened the collar of his shirt, and hoped that his sense of direction would prove to be just as firmly capable down here as it was in all other aspects of life.

"Welp," he said, and for good luck: "Rufio."

Then he walked in.
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"Come on you guys! Git yer butts in here so we can get this thing! Joe's in a weird enough mood as it is!" Jimmy switches his flashtorch off and moves slowly down the tunnel, keeping an eye out for any hidden areas that the thing could be hiding in.

OOCI DO believe in faeries... I DO believe in faeries... I DO believe in faeries... I DO believe in faeries...
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The cool air with the flickering fluorescence of the hallway envelops the characters. The smell of old dirt, rot, and the occasional whiff of bad plumbing, drifts around them. Overhead, faintly, cars rumble down the street. The feet of the characters drag through the dust and the rubble. Crunching, and cracking.

They round the bend, and the entrance to the tunnel disappears from view. Ahead (whoever is in front or... maybe everyone for better dramatic effect) you see the critter nosing about a pile of trashed janitorial equipment. It notices you at the same time, however, and it turns on a dime: fleeing along the badly lit corridor in huge flapping leaps. It rounds another bend, and disappears.
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Unfortunately, the smells are nothing new to Jimmy. His aprtment complex should have been torn down 20+ years ago. He moves slowly but steadily down the tunnel, poking at piles of garbage with one of the chafing dish lids in his hands. As he turns the corner, his eyes are more on the clumps of crap closer to him until a sudden bit of movement or noise from ahead brings his gaze to the creature.

"Holy Mary, mother of God... What in the nine circles of hell IS that thing!" Jimmy's shock at seeing the thing in clearer light and with little movement on its part makes him stop in his tracks for a moment. As the thing takes off down the tunnel, Jimmy unconsciously takes off after it. "Get back here you freak of nature!! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh........"
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Feeling oddly like he'd stumbled into his own childhood, back when his first English movie had been Hook, Robert blinked at the creature's retreating backside. No wildlife he'd seen had ever managed to look like that except through movie magic. It wasn't quite the same feeling though, less Neverland and more Pan's Labyrinth.

"Escapee from Chernobyl?" Robert joked, keeping pace with Jimmy, not giving voice to his thoughts.
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Ahh, well. Despite spotty showing on many of the heroes' parts: the scene doth move. Nothing is altogether ever lost, nor will be ('cept mayhaps my virginity yet I reject the concept outright and invite you fine fellows do so also. What was so special held that made loss of it such cause for judgment and lament? Honestly, though. Like. What?)

Societal disgruntlements aside and quite ignored at the exact moment: two burly boys find themselves betwixt twin mortared walls a barreling the likes of none other they have experienced to this date. The lights overhead, so seldom and carelessly located, flicker and threaten a terrifying plunge into pitch blackness at any moment! All manner of small debris crunch and scatter beneath the feet. A breakneck pace perhaps the cause of a breakneck tumble.

In the darkness up ahead, barely seen for the healthy presence--as providence would no doubt have it in the case of any narratable chase--of twists and bends, scampers and leaps the strange and haphazard critter.

Foof. Let's try this again. (I'm the lighting manager for a production of "A Winter's Tale," By William S. The show ended an hour or two ago, but the language is bouncing around my brain and wreaking all kinds of weird havoc when it comes out again.)
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For fear they lose sight of Jimmy and Robert, the group stays for intensive purposes: together.

The air in the passageway, which is cooler than the Basement but not nearly as chilly as the steely morning above-ground, rushes past your heads. It's exhilarating, really. The chase, and all.

It dawns on the group at some length (they being temporarily not gifted with intelligence at the behest of the malicious narrator-GM for the duration of this interlude,) that the passageway they are running down is really ****in long. This is not exactly a technical measurement, but it has seen quite some use over the years.

The plumbing overhead seems to echo the belated wonderment of the group (you fellas,) as it becomes older and clunkier and dirtier quite a feat, let me tell you-- Is that asbestos??than ever it was in the Basement. Though I'm sure you wonder why the passage is so long, and how that damned little critter keeps bouncing along just ahead of you, the momentum of your chase continues for a little bit longer. Soon, it is not fluorescent lights above your head, but dim and uneven glass bulbs the kind only Thomas Edison would be proud of.

As a final corner is rounded, the chase comes to a disappointing end. A large room is presented, with a ceiling of perhaps nine or ten arcing feet. The little horned, winged, hopping, thing squares itself in the middle of the room, and then flaps and jumps upwards through a hole in the roof, where it promptly disappears.

The room is the coldest, yet. The walls are dirt, supported by thick beams and rough planks. The lighting is uneven: it comes from four torches placed purposefully in wrought-iron sconces.

There is a pile of... trash (odd to your eyes) on the right.
On the left are many shelves with wooden boxes, crates, and crockery containers on. The only visible exit the entrance you rushed through. The hole that the creature jumped through is right in the middle of the room. It, and the room, are circular.
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