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Started by Liddo-kun, August 31, 2005, 02:12:44 PM

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Liddo-kun

The jam goes from linoleum onto cream-white carpet.  If you end up taking the fall for this, your mom is going to hit the roof and kill you on the spot.  You knew that much for certain.

The blazing trail ends with the offending jar knocked over on its side, the contents of which is heaped in a stain friendly mound of preserve.  There is no sign of anyone else though.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Kwokinator

Oh man... Maki thought.Mom's gonna kill me... unless I find someone to take the fall.

Maki picks the jar up and carefully tries to sweep as much of the jam back into the jar as he can.

Liddo-kun

Unfortunately for Maki, sweeping spilled jam back into a jar makes far more of a mess than is pleasant, and it leaves sticky unarmed hands at that.  Perhaps it's for that reason that he didn't see the frying pan ring soundly off the side of his head!

THWACK!
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Kwokinator

"Shit!" Maki cried out loud and turned to look at his attacker.

Liddo-kun

Maki certainly got the 'shit' part out, but whirling around proved more difficult as his vision swam and lurched in disagreeing directions.  A disoriented, spinning flop was about as much as your body was willing to muster on command.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Kwokinator

Maki listens to his body's protests and falls on the ground, but trying his best to to orient himself so he falls down on his back.

Liddo-kun

So you do, like a helpless turtle flipped on its back, but you do at least manage to look up blearily at your assailant.

A pair of white sneakers and knee high socks lead up to a simple black skirt, which was offset with a slightly dirty white shirt that peeked behind a worn bomber jacket that was a size too big for its wearer.

The young girl they belonged to couldn't have been more than sixteen at best.  She wore her hair in a ponytail that stuck out the back of a black Tokyo Giants cap to which was affixed an odd looking mask - Noh or one of those Indonesian masks, it almost looked like.

She looked haggard, but was nervously vigilant, eyeing you like some kind of dangerous animal as she held your mother's frying pan in front of her like a culinary samurai warrior.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Kwokinator

"Wha?  Why'd you hit me?" Maki tried to say... if the recent head trauma will let him.

Liddo-kun

On hearing your words, the tension lifts visibly from her shoulders, but she's still as watchful as before.  "You're..." she hesitates, "alive?"  The girl pokes you as if you were a bug with the end of the frying pan.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Kwokinator

"Just barely," Maki complained as he tried to sit up. "I might not be if you had packed anymore punch behind that blow."

Liddo-kun

An odd sound interrupts your conversation.  The noise is not too dissimilar to a more melodic fog horn - a deep penetrating, throaty rumble just booming enough to send a rattle through the window to your right.  If you took a look out the window, you could probably see the source since it sounded rather close by.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Kwokinator

"What the hell is that?" Maki wondered and tries to get up and go to the window to check out the source of the sound.

Liddo-kun

From the north end of the street, starting from Mr. Yamada's place, a thick blanket of fog is drifting in.  You can just barely see shadowy figures swaying or dancing (you can't tell) within, coming closer and closer as if moving to some strange song.

Behind you, you can hear the girl frantically in motion.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.

Kwokinator

Maki turned around to look at his surprise guest.

"What?  What's wrong?"

Liddo-kun

She pulls out two items from her pocket - a compass and a tube of red lipstick - then quickly begins orienting herself along some cardinal direction.  Sparing you a quick glance, "They're coming," she tells you with nervous eyes as she begins writing on the carpet.  "Have to hide!"

She has a picture of a crude compass rose showing North, East, South, and West.  On the northern and southern points she scribbles the kanji characters for "Death" and "Mirror" respectively.

"Stand behind me," she tells you, while extending a hand to you as she herself steps behind the scribbling.  "Quickly," she adds in a hissed, urgent whisper.
Liddo-kun: Bjorn is the rain gutter in which all the dirty thoughts of humanity flow into?
Bjorn: I prefer, instead, to think of myself as the crap that blocks the rain gutters, causing the dirty thoughts of humanity to back up, fill the streets, and flood your basements.