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badfic_logs2010-09-13 09:32 pm
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Beee.
Character Names: Open to anyone, multiple characters encouraged! Um. Not sure if any of the Wammy boys should see him yet, though, if that's okay.
When: First day at Pripyat
Location: the forest
Summary: B has arrived.
Rating: Pg-13?
Warnings: Excessive creepiness; L wannabes.
There was something in the tree. Or maybe someone. A form huddled nearly into a ball, long chin in the vicinity of knobby knees. In one spidery hand, it held a vial of something red.
Reports at the time had said that the forest had glowed red with radiation. That didn't bother B, as he watched his prey. He liked red. It was his favorite color.
Beyond Birthday was examining the blood in the vial. He had collected it from a boar. In a clear salt shaker, the cap sealed off, were fragments of leaves and bark from the tree. In a similarly sealed pepper shaker, clear water from the river near the reactor. These were his samples. They would be taken to the hospital at nightfall and examined under one of the old microscopes. Data from the cells of these samples would tell B everything. Where he was, he already knew. When he was, it was fairly clear. The question was how he got here. He had been so close, after all, and time was of the essence. The more quickly he could learn how he got here, the more quickly he could learn how to leave.
When: First day at Pripyat
Location: the forest
Summary: B has arrived.
Rating: Pg-13?
Warnings: Excessive creepiness; L wannabes.
There was something in the tree. Or maybe someone. A form huddled nearly into a ball, long chin in the vicinity of knobby knees. In one spidery hand, it held a vial of something red.
Reports at the time had said that the forest had glowed red with radiation. That didn't bother B, as he watched his prey. He liked red. It was his favorite color.
Beyond Birthday was examining the blood in the vial. He had collected it from a boar. In a clear salt shaker, the cap sealed off, were fragments of leaves and bark from the tree. In a similarly sealed pepper shaker, clear water from the river near the reactor. These were his samples. They would be taken to the hospital at nightfall and examined under one of the old microscopes. Data from the cells of these samples would tell B everything. Where he was, he already knew. When he was, it was fairly clear. The question was how he got here. He had been so close, after all, and time was of the essence. The more quickly he could learn how he got here, the more quickly he could learn how to leave.