Session 4

From Deadhaus

Session Start: Wed Dec 05 19:49:37 2007
<b>Session Ident: #deadhaus
<b>[19:49] * Now talking in #deadhaus
[20:02] * DancerVeiled (~DancerVei@MagicStar-A37CB10D.dhcp.embarqhsd.net) has joined #deadhaus
[20:02] * Kailan (~waruionna@MagicStar-B7040DBC.dsl.rcsntx.swbell.net) has joined #deadhaus
[20:07] * uhrwerk changes topic to 'Beware of Yellow Jack�'
[20:08] <Kailan> :o
[20:10] <@uhrwerk> >:3
[20:16] <DancerVeiled> Beware, mortal! I live!
[20:16] <DancerVeiled> ... *Isn't sinistar*
[20:16] <Kailan> :o
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[20:20] <@uhrwerk> Alright, I think that's everyone for this week. Someone wanna give me a recap?
[20:21] <Bassist159> Actually, I was pretty under the weather that weak, so my brain's a bit fuzzy. Someone else wanna start the recap?
[20:22] <Kailan> Things went from creepy to, uh... more creepy, as the hospital started to become openly hostile.
[20:23] <Kailan> See also: the JPG that 4chan would adore.
[20:23] <DancerVeiled> Everyone had a OMG CRAZY thing happen to them!
[20:23] <DancerVeiled> And then... At some point they all stopped.
[20:24] <Bassist159> I seem to recall James running for his goddamn life at one point.
[20:24] <Kailan> The nurse thinks Cherice is nucking futs, but that seems to be an occupational hazard when one is in the medical profession. Or really any profession where you have to deal with people.
[20:24] * Kailan is now known as Cherice
[20:27] <@uhrwerk> Good enough. Shall we begin?
[20:28] <Cherice> <3
[20:28] <Cherice> plz.
[20:30] <DancerVeiled> (*nod*)
[20:30] * DancerVeiled is now known as Tanya_Greene
[20:30] * Bassist159 is now known as James_Sessenwick
[20:32] <@uhrwerk> When last we saw Tanya Greene, she has stepped into Room 104 to look around. Once she was inside, however, the door slammed shut on her.
[20:33] <Tanya_Greene> "..."
[20:33] <Tanya_Greene> Ohshitwasittheteleportingzombieagain!?
[20:33] <Tanya_Greene> Tanya slowly turns around to check to see if the door is locked, though she was fairly certain it was
[20:33] <Tanya_Greene> (bah, missed a period... ._.)
[20:35] <@uhrwerk> Tanya turns to open the door. The doorknob, it ... pulses in her hand, almost as if it had a heartbeat of its own.
[20:35] <@uhrwerk> Behind her, something makes skittery noises across the counter. A glass jar falls to the tile floor and shatters.
[20:36] <Tanya_Greene> "..." She turns back around.
[20:36] <Tanya_Greene> "Hello?"
[20:38] <@uhrwerk> Her words ring out into a silent room. Silent, that is, until the tiles above her head begin to rattle ever so faintly
[20:40] <Tanya_Greene> "... Okay, this hospital officially sucks." ._.
[20:41] <Tanya_Greene> Tanya moves to the center of the room, where she judges she'll have the best reaction time against the rapidly-conspiring walls and ceiling.
[20:43] <@uhrwerk> Broken glass and lollypops crunch under her shoes as she takes a step. Something else skitters along the floor at the edge of her vision, but that could just be a trick of the light
[20:44] <@uhrwerk> ((Shit. BRB, nosebleed))
[20:44] <Tanya_Greene> "... Okay, if you're another teleporting zombie, just come out and show yourself right now, because I'm not gonna freak out again." Tanya stammers uncertainly.
[20:52] <@uhrwerk> ((Sorry about that))
[20:53] <@uhrwerk> As if in response, something shyly steps around the other glass jars on the countertop... It looks vaguely like a giant spider, only a spider with rusted syringes for legs. Syringes filled with a black ichor.
[20:53] <@uhrwerk> It looks up at you and chirps
[20:53] <Cherice> (o_O;;;;;;)
[20:53] <Cherice> (Oh hell no.)
[20:54] <Tanya_Greene> "... Okay, maybe I lied..." Tanya backs up, looking for something to grab that would crush syringe-spiders.
[20:55] <@uhrwerk> Something unseen skitters around her ankles. But someone must be looking out for her, as her heel strikes a metal crowbar propped beside a workbox in the corner
[20:56] <Tanya_Greene> "... Bingo!" Tanya grins, and cockily takes up the crowbar, brandishing it at the spider.
[20:57] <Tanya_Greene> ((I should remind you, she's got the Half-Life Lambda symbol on her laptop, so this is... A bit hilarious.))
[20:57] <@uhrwerk> ((Oh, I'm well aware. ;) ))
[CROWBAR]
[20:57] <Tanya_Greene> ((Dun dun da naa!))
[20:58] <@uhrwerk> The ceiling tile finally works itself loose, falling into the room ahead of a torrent of the syringe-legged spiders
[20:59] <Tanya_Greene> "..." This was not fair. But if there's one thing Tanya's learned from hours of playing the Half-Life series, it was that the crowbar was more than just a weapon.
[20:59] <Tanya_Greene> Stepping back towards the door, and hopefully away from the spiders, she attempts to pry the knob off.
[21:00] <@uhrwerk> The door bends in a most organic way, but it eventually comes loose with a wet slucking sound
[21:00] <Tanya_Greene> "... This is not Xen... This is not Xen."
[21:01] <Tanya_Greene> Tanya kicks the door open, if possible, and runs the hell away from the syringe-spider swarm.
[21:02] <@uhrwerk> Tanya runs out into the ash-choked hallway. The smells of burnt wood and flesh fill her nostrils as she runs away from the ever-growing spider horde pouring out of room 104.
[21:02] <@uhrwerk> ((Need an athletics check. Oh, and a Plentimon))
[21:02] <Tanya_Greene> ((Dex+athletics?))
[21:02] <@uhrwerk> ((INdeed))
[21:03] <Cherice> (Arg, I dun remember the command to invite Plentibot.)
[21:04] <Tanya_Greene> ((Me neither.))
[21:05] <James_Sessenwick> (...Shit.)
[21:05] <@uhrwerk> (Where the hell is the Kiyofex?)
[21:05] * Plentimon (~user@MagicStar-9627358E.ka.centurytel.net) has joined #deadhaus
[21:05] <Cherice> (There ye go.)
[21:06] <Tanya_Greene> !em 5
[21:06] <Plentimon> Tanya_Greene (5), 6, 7, 4, 9, 2, Successes : 2
[21:06] <Tanya_Greene> ((1... >>))
[21:09] <@uhrwerk> Elsewhere in the hospital (if it even is the same hospital) James comes barrelling through a set of double doors back into the waiting room where he spent most his evening. Only, he doesn't remember the graffiti. Or the broken glass. Or the thick layer of dust. Oh, and weren't there people here too?
[21:11] <James_Sessenwick> "...What the hell?" James asks... well, nobody in particular. There's not exactly anyone to ask. He'd looking around, pausing to take note of the graffiti. Maybe he was back in the unrenovated areas?
[21:12] <@uhrwerk> In the distance, back by the examination rooms, a single nurse makes her rounds. But from the way she's moving, it looks like she's probably pulling double -- or maybe triple -- shifts. Poor dear.
[21:15] <James_Sessenwick> Lacking much else to do, and clearly having not seen a horror movie any time recently, James would make his way towards the nurse, hand trailing occasionally on the wall. "...Excuse me, miss. I think I'm lost."
[21:18] <@uhrwerk> The nurse makes a gutteral croaking noise and her entire body shudders before she lurches suddenly around. Where her face should be is instead a scarred, stitched mass, painted with black streaks dribbling from empty eyesockets. Through sewn-together lips, she howls, then begings to lurch toward James.
[21:21] <James_Sessenwick> "..." If someone were to jump out from around a corner and let him know this was candid camera, the look on his face was priceless. Sadly, this was not the case. James would step back rather quickly, grabbing into his backpack for, well, the one thing that could protect him in a situation like this. Crowbar get? Please?
[21:22] <@uhrwerk> (You reach into your inventory and equip the Crowbar)
[21:23] <James_Sessenwick> (I never did understand why the picture's green tinted until now. >.>)
[21:24] <@uhrwerk> As the nurse shuffle-steps forward, you see that her right hand has been severed. A wicked-looking surgeon's blade (a Liston Knife, actually) has been rivited to her wrist in its place.
[21:24] <James_Sessenwick> Still, Jimmy pulls his own, likely more battered and not as nice as Tanya's crowbar out, brandishing it in front of himself. "Okay. I don't know what's wrong with you, but stay back..." He'd hold the crowbar in front of him. "...I will use this..."
[21:25] <Tanya_Greene> ((You need a wrench for splicers, dear.))
[21:26] <@uhrwerk> In response, the nurse lets out a crooning moan and prepares to perform some emergency non-elective surgery right here, in this dusty hallway
[21:26] <James_Sessenwick> (I didn't think I was going to find myself in Deadhouse: Opposing Force, alright?)
[21:27] <James_Sessenwick> Not one to be stabbed if he can help it (and he usually could!), Jimmy here takes the initiative and brings the pointy end down on the top of the nurse's head, in an overhand swing with his non-wounded hand.
[21:27] <@uhrwerk> ((Roll 'em!))
[21:28] <Tanya_Greene> ((So what does that leave for poor Cherice? Deadhaus: Blue Shift?))
[21:28] <@uhrwerk> ((Portal. >:p))
[21:28] <Tanya_Greene> ((Oh man, worse.))
[21:29] <James_Sessenwick> (Could be Decay?)
[21:30] <James_Sessenwick> !em 7
[21:30] <Plentimon> James_Sessenwick (7), 8, 2, 1, 5, 4, 10, 7, Successes : 3
[21:30] <James_Sessenwick> !em 1
[21:30] <Plentimon> James_Sessenwick (1), 7, Successes : 1
[21:30] <James_Sessenwick> (Okay, 2 successes to bonk.)
[21:32] <@uhrwerk> James' crowbar impacts the nurse's head with a sickening thunk, as if it were an over-ripe melon. Several of her stitches snap, including those holding her mouth shut. Her jaw slumps open loosely, and a pseudopod of black ooze snakes out. The same ooze leaks from around the point of impact.
[21:32] <@uhrwerk> She thrashes, as if in the grips of a petit mal siezure, and reaches for James with the wickedly-sharp nails of her "good" hand
[21:33] <@uhrwerk> !em 4
[21:33] <Plentimon> uhrwerk (4), 10, 5, 3, 10, Successes : 2
[21:33] <@uhrwerk> !em 2
[21:33] <Plentimon> uhrwerk (2), 5, 4, Successes : 0
[21:34] <@uhrwerk> However, undead nurses aren't exactly known for their depth perception... Her fist snaps shut bare inches from James' chest.
[21:38] <James_Sessenwick> ...James isn't an idiot, and he knows that could have very easily been his throat. He does the smart thing - turns tail and runs like that one time he bumped into the cops selling the remnants of a dope bust. Run, Jimmy, run!
[21:39] <@uhrwerk> ((Dex + Athletics, plox))
[21:40] <Tanya_Greene> ((If you run into me, I say we should keep running and hope the syringe spiders kill the nurse.))
[21:41] <James_Sessenwick> !em 5
[21:41] <Plentimon> James_Sessenwick (5), 4, 1, 2, 7, 8, Successes : 2
[21:42] <James_Sessenwick> (1 >.>)
[21:43] <@uhrwerk> James turns to run, but his worn tennis shoes slip on the dusty tile. Still, he manages to half-run, half-scamper away from the nurse and around the corner. Around the corner, into a section of the hospital that looks like it was the victim of a BBQ gone awry.
[21:43] <@uhrwerk> From down the hallway, he can also hear the sound of feel slapping on tile, and panicked gasps from what sounds like a young woman
[21:44] <Tanya_Greene> ((Run, mortal, tides of chittering syringes follow with me.))
[21:44] <@uhrwerk> ((God, this game has such fucked-up monster design. ;) ))
[21:45] <James_Sessenwick> "What the fuck is with this place...!?" James continues to run away from the thing that could be following him, into the fucked up part of the hospital. Well, more fucked up - there wasn't any part of this place he'd call normal.
[21:45] <Tanya_Greene> ((Attack, Item, Run, Omgwtf?!))
[21:46] <@uhrwerk> James and Tanya nearly smack into each other as they come barrelling down from opposite ends of the hallway.
[21:47] <Tanya_Greene> "Gyagh!" Tanya yelps, jumping backward in suprise as James suddenly appears out of nowhere, fearful he might be a teleporting zombie.
[21:49] <James_Sessenwick> "Fuck!" James likewise yells, unsure if he just almost slammed into a particularly talkative one of those nurse... demon... things. He'd skid to an abrupt halt, looking up at her, crowbar ready.
[21:50] <Tanya_Greene> If James were a young woman, it might look like a cliche mirror effect, for Tanya too was examining him, holding her own crowbar.
[21:51] <@uhrwerk> Behind them, skittering, shuffling noises grow louder... from both directions
[21:51] <Tanya_Greene> "Don't s-stop! Spiders that way!" She tries to say without shaking too terribly much.
[21:52] <James_Sessenwick> "There's something fucked up following me...!" He'd call to her, looking around for a door that looked like it'd open.
[21:53] <@uhrwerk> ((Wits + Composure, James. Just need a single success))
[21:54] <Tanya_Greene> "Wait, you're not a?... Okay..." Tanya comes to grips with the fact that James might not be a crazy doctor, pile of sticks, blood-spurting maggot, syringe spider, or zombie.
[21:55] <James_Sessenwick> !em 5
[21:55] <Plentimon> James_Sessenwick (5), 6, 4, 3, 2, 4, Successes : 0
[21:55] <James_Sessenwick> (:<)
[21:56] <James_Sessenwick> "Do I look like a monster to you?" James snapped back, though he was relieved that there was another human. "C'mon, we need to go...!"
[21:56] <@uhrwerk> James panics as he whirls around, looking for another way out of his situation. However, all the charred walls (covered in what appears to be dessicated, fire-blackened flesh) seem to blend together
[21:57] <Tanya_Greene> "Yeah... Right! Um... But..." Tanya too begins to look for a place to escape to.
[21:57] <Tanya_Greene> Room 104 was out of the question.
[21:58] <Cherice> (Just maybe.)
[22:01] <@uhrwerk> (Go ahead and roll it, DV)
[22:02] <Tanya_Greene> ((Roll what?))
[22:02] <Tanya_Greene> ((Oh, right.))
[22:02] <Tanya_Greene> !em 5
[22:02] <Plentimon> Tanya_Greene (5), 3, 1, 8, 10, 4, Successes : 2
[22:02] <Tanya_Greene> !em 1
[22:02] <Plentimon> Tanya_Greene (1), 3, Successes : 0
[22:02] <Tanya_Greene> ((2!))
[22:03] <@uhrwerk> Right there, on the right-hand wall, about 10 feet away is a place untouched by the charring or corrpution. A spot that bears a white intitutional door.
[22:03] <Tanya_Greene> "Door!" Tanya dives for the door as if it were a lifeboat on the HMS Titanic.
[22:04] <Cherice> (I wonder where kiyo is. :<)
[22:04] <@uhrwerk> The handle twists without resistance, and the door swings open to reveal... a clean hospital room, where a woman in work clothes is being tended by a nurse.
[22:04] <Cherice> (O HAY THAR)
[22:05] <James_Sessenwick> (I saw a Kiyo once.)
[22:05] <@uhrwerk> (But she's gone now?)
[22:05] <Cherice> "Mmf?" Cherice... blinks at the pair standing in the doorway, not really looking just yet. "Uh... I think you got the wrong room."
[22:06] <Tanya_Greene> "Better than the hallway!" ;_;
[22:06] <James_Sessenwick> James is pretty much right on top of her, scrabling to get into the doorway. "Gah! No, we need to get out of there!"
[22:07] <@uhrwerk> The scrabbling noises go suddenly silent the second James and Tanya's feet hit the threshold of the room. Behind them, a janitor wheels his mop bucket down a nighttime hallway.
[22:07] <Cherice> "Whoa!" She sits bolt upright, startled, almost knocking heads with Miss Bell in her surprise. "Th'hell's got you so fired up, kid?"
[22:08] <@uhrwerk> (Grr. I was hoping the Kiyo would be on by now. We kinda need her. >.>)
[22:09] <Tanya_Greene> ((._.))
[22:09] <James_Sessenwick> "What do you mean, what's got me so fired up! There's a fuckin'-" He'd turn to point out the door... and then blink at the shift in the air. He'd push open the door slightly, as if to check for... whatever. "...Hm?"
[22:09] <James_Sessenwick> (:< We could text her?)
[22:09] <@uhrwerk> (Her away message says she's sleeping. So it's up to you)
[22:10] <Tanya_Greene> ((did she not say she'd be here? >>))
[22:13] <James_Sessenwick> (Getexted.)
[22:14] <Tanya_Greene> ((We're gonna look so psycho.))
[22:14] <Tanya_Greene> (("But there really were syringes chasing me! ;_;))
[22:15] <Cherice> "...Right." Cherice rubs the back of her head.
[22:19] <Tanya_Greene> "..." Tanya looks completely terrified, and slowly turns around to look with James.
[22:19] <Tanya_Greene> "But we were just running away from!"
[22:19] <Cherice> "Hey, hey, it's okay. Don't blame you. I was jumpin' at shadows myself earlier."
[22:20] <James_Sessenwick> "...These weren't just Shadows, they were... they had to be..." James shakes his head. "...I need to sit down."
[22:21] <@uhrwerk> ((James, you appear to have a bit of red (well, blackish-brown) on you))
[22:21] <Tanya_Greene> "Where'd I get this, then?" Tanya asks no-one in particular, more or less herself, as she looks down at her shiny replica of the half-life 2 crowbar.
[22:22] <Cherice> "Anyway. I'm Cherice. Hi there."
[22:22] <James_Sessenwick> ...James pauses and puts his away. "I'm James. And, um. Someone feel like handing me a towel or something? I've got some of this... stuff on me." He'd point out the spray of ichor on his hoodie. "..It came from them."
[22:23] <Tanya_Greene> Curve, texture, was completely the same. Even had the little trademark glitch in the curved end where Gordon's did. That was very disconcerting indeed.
[22:23] <Cherice> She swings both legs over the side of the bed and sits up, dodging the nurse and any disapproving frowns that might be headed her direction.
[22:24] <Tanya_Greene> Like James, she places it in her backpack with her laptop. "I'm Tanya..."
[22:24] <Cherice> "Here you go." She snags a box of Kleenex off the counter and tosses it over.
[22:26] <James_Sessenwick> Which he would take and begin using to furiously clean this hoodie. He liked it a lot. That's why he stole it to begin with.
[22:26] <Cherice> "So. Someone's chasing you?" She cracks her knuckles. "Want me to go scare some discipline into 'em?" Damn hoodlum kids in this part of town, thought they were so tough.
[22:27] <Cherice> "Little fuckers tried to slash my tires a couple weeks ago, didn't see me 'till I was almost on top of 'em."
[22:27] <Tanya_Greene> "Hee.. Uh, no... I think I, er... We're okay now." Tanya peeks out the door and then back in nervously.
[22:29] <James_Sessenwick> "Yeah, we're uh... fine." James would glance at the conspicuously silent nurse, and then back to the other two. (TO BE CONTINUED)