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Insanity's Peak Chap 1: Snow Tomb (Horror/Survival RP) [Basic] Started, accepting all


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Hope no one minds if I but in, I like the flow of this story.

 

Name: Jack

Age: 21

Appearance: A average height man, short black hair, glasses, deep blue eyes, jeans, heavy leather boots, and a green denim coat with fleece lining, perfect for the weather.

Theory on Murder: Hasn't seen the events, being a newcomer, but will think they are supernatural.

Gender: Male

Bio: A self called "Ghost hunter" Jack has traveled alot of places in search of the supernatural. He carries a thermal camera, and other "supernatural" surveillance equipment. He is a bit on the excentric side, but he knows sometimes what he is doing.

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William and Fleur entered their suite. When they turned on the light, everything was normal. They closed and locked the door. Fleur hanged a protective seal on the door's knob. William changed into his pajamas and Fleur into her snow white night gown. They crawled into bed and slept.

 

ooc: accepted, also, you also perfer anti to meta? Dude, so do I.

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OOC: Anti-meta players UNITE! [wonder twin powers activate lol]

 

IC:

 

Snow pelted Jack as he walked, his equipment banging into his sides and hips. He shivered alittle, seeing his breath in the freezing air. His legs felt alittle numb as he walked. Certainly his coat kept his torso warm, but his jeans were thin as his skin freezing. He shook his head as he walked. "Damn snow...." He chuckled softly. Why was he cursing this place, not like anyone could hear him, or agree with him for that manner.

 

A few minutes went by as he walked, soon making the faint outline of the hotel in the distance. "Heh, wonders never cease." He hurried to the front door, pushing it open as fast as he could. He shook slightly, trying to warm up. His hands felt like icicles. Looking around the lobby he was in awe at the architecture. "Hello? Anyone here?" He called out. "My car broke down and I was wondering if I could stay the night?"

 

OOC: best pic I could find for the hotel. Hope you like.

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Jack took out his camera, taking pictures as he warmed up more. "Absolutely astounding. You dont see any like this these days." He smiled, but for some reason he still felt off about this place. "I cant shake it, but I have an interesting feeling about this place." He shook his head. "Your ghost stories are getting to you Jack, thats all it is."

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The PA system in the hotel crakled alive.

A eeire song played. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RAFMQaWlMEQ

It was the same song as before. All the occupants in the hotel froze. The protective seal on William's and Fleur's door started to slip. The door broke open. When the spirits were finished, there was nothing but a pool of blood and flesh.

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Jack looked around as the PA system cracked on. "What the hell?" He took out his recorder, hitting record as the song played. As the song ended he started speaking. "Jack Cross, Decemeber 15, about..." He looked at his watch. "1:15 am. Strange song playing on the PA, no one seems to answer my calls, and for some reason I get this odd feeling I'm being watched." He paused for a second. "It smells off here...but Im going to investigate...." And with that he hit the stop button on the recorder, putting it back into his pocket.

 

OOC: Aw man, you killed your characters lol

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ooc: here, maybe this'll push you to the plot....

 

Hardly audible voices whispered to Jack.

"Room 101.....Death lurks......Room 101......"

Small tendrils of darkness seems to creep behind him.

The lights flickered off.

A strange figure loomed on the far end of the hall. It quickly ran away.

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Jack stopped in his tracks. His ears weren't ultra sensitive, be he could have sworn he heard some one talk. As the lights flickered he made out the figure of a thing running down the hall. Not hesitating he took off after it, ditching his coat, but not his equipment. Turning down a hall he came to a door. Catching his breath he looked up at the number. 101. "Why do I get the feeling I was led here?"

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William's and Fleur's bodies were laid on the floor. Their heads bashed open, their brains leaking out. Blood was all over the room. William's arm was holding out for Fleur, and as Fleur's for William's. Their legs on the other hand....were stripped of the calf. Their chests were ripped open, their guts hanging outwards. William's lower jaw was ripped off, Fleur's skull was nearly destroyed.

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Jack glanced in, seeing the carnage. He stumbled backwards, bending over, regurgitating onto the carpet [vomit for those who need clarification]. He steadied himself, as he took out the camera again. He clicked the shutter afew times. Feeling the urge to vomit again he closed his eyes and gulped down his stomach. "Its ok Jack...." He breathed deeply. "Its ok...just call the cops..." He hurried back to the hotel front desk, picking up the phone, and dropping it as soon as he put ti to his ear. "No tone....." He muttered to himself.

 

Pulling back out his recorder he spoke again. "Jack Cross. Supplimental date. 1:30 am. I found.....what used to be two people. Or atleast what I think are two people. 1 male, the other female. Heads seemed to be caved in on the female, jaw ripped off the male. This is....like nothing I have ever seen before. This has to be a manifest, but from the looks of it...I dont think it's friendly. Efforts to try to reach the outside world, seem useless. Phone is dead, and no one can make it in this storm." Looking around he headed back down the hallway.

 

"Room 101 is where the bodies were found. Before discovery, a strange figure seemed to lead me to where they were. I dont think this figure is what's is doing this, more so a messenger. Im going to investigate if there is anyone else in this place. If not, Im getting out of here." And with that he hit the stop button, putting the recorder into his pocket again as he walked down the hallway, flashlight in hand.

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ooc: ace, Fluer and William is dead.

 

The figure once again appeared, it snucked behind Jack and attacked him. Grabbing him with it's arms, it brought it's face close to Jack's. Nothing but a muffled scream can be heard from it. The lights started to flicker on and off. It kept screaming. Then, the lights turned off. When it was back on the figure dissapeared, leaving Jack blood soaked.

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Jack felt the figure drop him. "WHAT THE F**K WAS THAT!?!?!" He screamed as he scurried to his feet. Looking at his shirt he growled. "Disgusting. Really disgusting." He reached into his duffle bag, pulling out a second shirt. Stripping of his first shirt he slung the other over his head. "You gotta be kidding me. A manifestation of this magnitude, and I couldnt even pull out the camcorder." Swearing under his breath he looked around, hearing faint voices he turned, heading back the way he came.

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ooc: no, we're trying to make you guys the Near helpless hotel guests. Only protection you guys get is staying in groups, looking up magickal seals from William's and Fleur's books, or by finding the killer and killing him, before s/he can kill you. The only fire arms can be guns (real ones) or weapons like knives, bows & arrows, and etc. But you can get, The S&W Model 500, a.k.a, The Hand Cannon! The most powerfulest hand gun ever made! It'll blow a watermellon into small peirces even if it grazes it!

link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/S%26W_Model_500

 

The spirits looked at Alex. They hungered for his blood. He was a threat. Jack was also a threat. They'll spoil the spirit's fun. Well, they guess they might as well make us of this. The went deep into Alex's mind. Making him mad. Making him blood thristy. With that Revolver in his hand, he'll kill everyone. Soon, he'll crack.

 

ooc: Good news, Alex, Your the killer for this chapter. Now, your objectives is to kill every1, while everyone runs and hides from you. Every chapter, there will be a new killer. Randomly chosen, Alex here is the only one with a pistol. You have 5 post till you crack and the spirits control you.

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Jack looked unsure but nodded. Turning he faced the hall. Looking back he smiled alittle. "I make no promises, but I'll try." And with that he took off down the hallway, not looking back. Rounding a corner he skidded to a stop, coming to a large staircase. "Damn I hate being in horror movies." He chuckled then stopped, now was not the time for jokes. He ran down the stairs, hiding behind a pillar, rummaging through his bag, as if looking for something.

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