Call of Cthulhu RP: A Horrible Threat
 

William and Neil: 9:00 AM

Father William and Neil meet up in the library, and decide to both try and learn more about this De Vermiis Mysteriis. William's search was unnsuccesful however, so they go to talk to the librarian. When you talk to the libraian, she looks at the notecards and says that it is on the second floor, but it is in a special restricted list, and you need the permission of Dr. Henry Armitage, who is the head of the library, to be able to access it. He is usually very busy studying the books on that list, but he is in today. I will inform him of your interest.

The librarian heads through the library, leaving you two standing there. After a while, she comes back and says, "Dr. Armitage will see you shortly. Head upstairs to his office waiting room, and wait until he calls for you. She gives you directions that you follow, and have now ended up in a small waiting room with a scattered few comfortable chairs around here. You don't know if it means he likes his comforts, or if your in for a long wait...

William and Neil updated time: 11:00 AM


House Team: 1:00 PM

Alan identifies the powders as best as he can.The first, the brownish one, seems to be some sort of rough Sulfer and Copper Oxide mixture. The second however defies all definition, and Alan can't even begin to guess what makes it up or what it is.

It is decided before the problem of the attic is looked into, everyone should go to the basement and check on the box. Everyone draws straws, and Frankie gets the short straw. He goes first as everyone ((All 11 of you, gah...)) goes down into the basement. As you get down, you hear no sounds, so in a rush to get the box and go, everyone goes for it. Suddenly, there is a shoat and everyone looks to see an old hobo leap from the shadows at Alan, the last person in line. He hits him with an old table leg, knocking him away and stunning him, and the old hobo flees up the stairs and into the kitchen, screaming, "NOOOO, You've come back for my brain! Get away monster, Ahhhhh!"

OOC: What the f.....


IC: Jim suddenly turned around, rifle ready, but the old hobo was already gone. He sighed a sigh of relief and then looked back toward the box and walked toward it. Then he paused. "Wait. What did he mean, we've come for his brains?" Jim looked down at the box. "I have a bad feeling about this........"

"Let's just grab the box and get back upstairs," Mike said as he walked toward the box.

OOC: Damn my luck I'm the frist to be injured.

Alan stunned by the blow stumbles back into the wall holding the welt growing from where the hobo hit him. He is to stunned to do anything but grunt in pain and surprise.

Clara took a step towards Alan, "Are you alright?" She asked, noticing a purple welt growing where he had been hit. She glanced back at the basement stairs where the Hobo had disappeared to, "Should we follow him? Maybe he saw that thing that attacked you guys the other night..."

OOC: my first post in awhile, ^^;; I've been having the worst time trying to get on the website today.

After the quick surprise, and Alan is checked to be okay, you all haul the box up to the kitchen. The wool blanket is gone, as is one of the cans and a dull knife, and now the door is wide open. The hobo is gone, fled into the forest perhaps. You close the door, and then prepare to open the box. A few of you sit around it, the anticipation thick in the air. The lid is loose, so someone pulls one of the crowbars and sticks it in a crack. With one quick push, the lid pops off, and some look away. They are spared a look at... some bad sweaters. They are moth eaten and old, and they are of plads and colerful stripes. A quick search reveals nothing else of interest in the box.

Frankie jogs over to Alan and offers a hand, while keeping an eye on the stairs going back upstairs, and pulling his gun out of his vest incase there are any other crazy hobos about. "Hey, you alright?"

(ooc: Consider this post anachronic... and coming before FZ's. I need to stop watching tv and taking ten minutes to type a short post.)

"Dun dun dunnnnn!" David yelled out as the lid was opened.

"Not to seem angry or anything; but goddamn I got hit for a stupid box of sweaters. Thats the last time I follow any of you any where." Alan said in a slightly angry voice mostly because of his still sore welt and the disapointment of what was in the box.

"Guess the only place left is the attic....."