I assume I have him somewhat distracted...for the moment, at least...
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Is our game dying?
Thanks...now...this phone I bought to post with...has no brackets on the keyboard. Nuts.
Sounds good. Bonus for striking looks? How many, total?
Wow...that looks crazy...did it just burn down? Sunshine turns on the charm, flirting mildly...playing with her hair and looking the officer up and down, allowing a light blush to her cheeks...
Oh well...he is probably right. Sunshine sucks in a fight. Instead, she chats with him, doing her best to be a distraction...
Also following at a little distance... Ugh.
Well...my little friend says it didn't leave...so...unless it had alternate ways...it's likely...there. Sunshine points out the smoking remains. Basement?
I think we should wait a while...see if the cops leave...then go look closer. Sunshine doesn't look particularly pleased with her idea, but doesn't have anything better. Whatever it was...or is...is dangerous.
Yeah...I dunno...but I think Sean may be onto something. It's really the only thing that makes sense. I wonder if they burned the place to get it. Sunshine looks lost in thought, gazing at the burnt remains.
I see it more as Wits + Animal Ken... ...as if it matters. ;p
Squirrel:
Thanks, little friend, I really appreciate that. Rain on a sunny day...death in spring...hmmm. What do you guys think?
It sounds like a few were here...nobody made it out. They were following one...something. Squirrel:
Thank you so much. That first man-thing...was there something different about him that you remember? Sunshine lays on the ground, presenting as small a profile as she can to make her new little friend less uncomfortable, picks up an acorn, and hands it to him.
Sunshine looks over the scene for a moment before finding the nearest squirrel... and approach it, chittering. In squirrel: Hello, little friend...did you see what happened?
Aspirations?
Sunshine climbs into the back with no hesitation.
...as does Sunshine. She still has an intensely worried look in her eyes.
Sunshine looks anxious, and frowns. OK. Your call...we need to get there...but I'm not going alone.
Yeah...Yes, definitely. Oh, hell...let me see what I can see... Sunshine drops into a yoga squat, pulls a joint out of her pocket, lights up, and tries to induce a vision...
I think somebody should get out there...it's screaming to me...like a distress signal...but...I need some backup. Come on, guys, I think we're needed! Sunshine looks agitated...almost like a junkie jonesing for a fix...
I'm still here, just waiting for others to get to present time...
Sorry...if it's still on the same channel, she'll watch it. Just making sure to try and catch coverage of the fire.
There's something going on at that fire...the others packs...they went that way...didn't they?
Spoiler: Still sobbing, Sunshine manages to get into the shirt...and picks up the money...mutely following...
Spoiler: Holy s*+#! My god what did that jerk slip me? I swear...dude...a moment ago, I thought you...did you say...werewolf?
Sunshine starts to put the shirt on, but stops when she sees the blood again. Crap...I must have a head wound or something... she runs her fingers through her hair, and starts checking her body again...Oh, s@$#...this isn't my blood...is it? Sunshine breaks down into tears...curling up and hugging her knees...burying her face...What the hell is going on?
Hey...did anybody else catch...that fire...there was a report on the TV... Sunshine walks over to the TV and checks other channels for more... I have a really bad feeling.
ST: What the hell?
Sunshine looks around dizzily, trying to get her bearings. She just knows she doesn't want to remember, but she has to figure out where she is. Wait...did Thoreau just...ask me how I am? In Spanish? Damn...I must be having another dream...Uh...s@!*...I...I dunno. Thoreau? Damn...big wolf. You made a friend? Suddenly realizing she's naked...and bloody...Crap, crap, crap! What did I do? Damn...clothes...s*+@, where are my clothes? Sunshine looks around frantically, now, for her clothes...checking to see if she's bleeding... If that jerk cut me, I'm gonna cut off his scrawny balls and shove 'em down his throat!
Sunshine is a young girl, just the right age for highschool, with cheerleader looks...braided long blonde hair and just enough curves on her slight, but developing, body. She wears a caftan, hiding a lot, and comfortable jeans. Her face is beautiful... but her expression is dark. Absently, she scratches at the scruff of the white dog beside her. She thought she was losing her mind. She was having dreams...strange, freaky dreams...and her folks responded with new age silly crap. The problem was...sometimes the dreams came when she was awake. She ran away, after a while. Nobody took her seriously, after all...just a teen girl thing. Yeah, right. The last time...the fifth time...she stayed gone...living in the woods...taking drugs to forget the dreams...sleeping with strange men for the money for drugs. The only friend, during the whole time, was her dog, Thoreau. It's been a long, crazy three months.
Ummm... you're going to run me through the first change? I'll write that, if you want me to, but I thought you didn't...
Testing... ...and failing. Why does Paizo hate me?
I should be ready... :) Ugh...it should be in there. How do you get the tag line to show?
About half done...should have it finished tomorrow. By the way, she's a runaway that has been surviving by prostitution...
I spent half an hour working out a lovely, nasty, angst filled profile, and Paizo ate it. I hope it tasted putrid. :p So...what all do you want on the profile? I have the .PDF, so I can do basic stats stuff...you wan that PMed? EldonG. |