[The knife? The knife! Manwol drops to the floor beside Alphinaud and immediately rifles through his clothes -- probably with more force than necessary in her haste -- and finds it, and while she'd love to stab it into the monster herself, they don't have time when it's already charging towards the other two --]
-- Kon!
[she's still on her knees so she slides the knife as hard as possible across the floor in his direction, possibly at the same time Bradley fires his second shot. they need the knife more than they do -- and grabs for Alphinaud's arm to try and haul him up none-too-gently onto his feet]
[ shit, shit, shit. he'd already made his decision, to make sure manwol could get safely to alphinaud, so he knew this would probably happen. really doesn't mean he has to like it, though.
mandricardo's voice screams out, but he thinks of it the same way bradley does: it's not real. (it can't be.) ]
Go to the garage! If there's not anything in there that can help, at least get the door open! [ the gunshot is hopefully enough of an annoyance that he can dodge past it, but even if it isn't, he has to try. with a deep breath - despite the rot - kon darts forward, ducking down to grab the knife on the way to his escape towards the kitchen. ]
[ The gunshot hits, and there's another scream-- a voice that Bradley would recognize as Nero. The creature wiggles around for a moment, like it's trying to shake off the shot and then it just vomits.
Well, it projectile vomits. If Kon happens to look back, he could even recognize it as the same substance that he found in the cake that he was making. It lands on all of them, the most falling onto Kon, then Bradley, and finally some on the other two. Like the one on the cake, the acid is slow going instead of just burning them immediately, so they might not even notice it immediately. But after a few seconds it'll be hard to ignore the fact that it feels like the spots where it touches their skin are on fire, and how it starts to burn through their clothes that it landed on.
You might need to find water for that burn, huh. ]
[ It's about when he's forcibly lifted to his feet that the, uh, rain of acidic projectile vomit comes splattering on them.
The smell is horrendous—but nevermind that when spots of his clothing begin to burn black, and he can feel the stings along his face. So, that's great. ]
[ His eyes widen and he freezes for a moment. He's- he isn't here. Nero isn't here.
There is no reality he would ever kill that man.
This does mean his hands and jacket get covered in the acid.
Can't be good.
There goes this jacket. It's a shame, he can't remember how long he's had it. But if it's between his life and his coat, he's throwing it off- he's still holding it by the part of the hood that wasn't splattered. The pistol's still in his hand and he starts heading towards Kon. ]
[Manwol would love to find water for the spots where the vomit landed on her!!! on her hair, neck and shoulders, but she's too busy running with the others towards the kitchen where the garage is connected -- this means having to skirt around the monster that is hopefully still retching, she refuses to let the scream distract her, and anyway, the way her skin is burning beneath her stupidly flimsy dress hurts.
at least pain is a good motivator, it reminds her just how much they're about to lose. she thinks of the meat in the car, the gaping hole in the closed bathroom behind them -- and knows which one she'd choose.
the garage. it's the garage. can they even get there in time? Kon would know how to work a garage door (he's a modern) if he gets inside, but is he even in a state right now to try? he was like super projectile vomited on??]
Don't bother with the cars!
[scratch getaway vehicle that doesn't even have keys off the list and focus on "OPEN THE GARAGE DOOR IN TIME" instead]
kon does it anyways, and does have the few seconds of horrified realization that he's about to have acid dumped on his head - exorcist style. he tries to duck away, but there's not much to be done as it splashes down over his head, his neck, along his shoulders and back. some of it gets on his arms, probably on his legs, but he tries not to think about it.
instead, he yanks his haori off from his shoulders and back, trying to throw it at the abomination to temporarily blind/distract it as it screams and cries and just. pukes? he hates this! ]
Check for a switch near the door inside the garage! [ he pushes at bradley to go go go. ] If it's not there, it might be next to the cars, or a remote might be in one of the cars!
[ The thing shrieks again, and then the haori smacks it on the face. There's a few seconds of angrly shrieking, and the mouth closest to it-- it's difficult to tell who it belongs to, as it's literally just a mouth-- begins to eat the haori.
Well.
At least they have a few seconds before it moves. ]
[barely seconds, but seeing Kon's haori disappear into whoever's mouth that is gives Manwol an idea. An attempt at giving them SOME time, if not any. maybe enough time for the button to miraculously work and pull the garage door up!!
She grabs a phonebook from one of the dusty boxes and hurls it at the meat monster.]
[ kon ducks when he sees the phonebook, skirting around manwol to let her chuck the book at it in a bid for it to vore something not human. he can feel the burn of the acid tingling - god, it's gone down his back, this is disgusting - but he ignores it to hopefully? help figure out how to get the damn garage door open. ]
[ Just a few seconds, because it is indeed coming after them. The phonebook hits it, and it too starts getting eaten away by mouths.
The door starts rising. Slowly. Looks like the device that opens this thing isn't the best, so it may take a bit. But that's fine, it's not like you're in a hurry.
The creature moves forward, going over the boxes. A mystery arm reaches out trying to grab at anyone nearby as it screams again, loud enough to make their ears begin to bleed. The stench goes stronger, enough to choke them. ]
[ Alphinaud grimaces again, reaching for one of the broken fishing poles to swat at the horrid beast as if it were a bat. Is it any effective? Most likely not; it's difficult to maneuver around the mess of the garage, not to mention the rancid odor makes him want to puke, too. Maybe it's a good thing he hasn't had breakfast. ]
Go, go...!
[ Yes, he's yelling at the door. Why didn't they ever get that fixed?! (Because this is not their house.) ]
[If Manwol could strangle one person in this nightmare-scape 'apparently we're serial killers' world they've been sucked into, then it would have to be herself. For her murder and budgetary crimes.
she feels dizzy, it feels like the acid is burning straight down to the bone and her ears are ringing and bleeding -- but she's scrabbling for the door anyway, dropping to the ground in order to push it up as high as it can go even with the monster inches behind them -- let at least one of them get out]
[ there's an aggrieved, wordless yell as the door takes a century to open up. but bradley's coat has been sacrificed, while he and manwol have gone to the door. ]
Alph, go! [ because if anyone is getting out first, it's probably their smallest when the gap is enough. and kon, trying to find something, is going to scramble forward to climb the hood of one of the cars. his aim is to see if he can't spot the manual release on the door trolley.
if it's there? he's jumping for the rope pull and putting all of his weight into it. if it's not there, or he can't reach it, he's going to go help pull the door up from the bottom. here we go! ]
[ Kon goes for the rope pull and manages to grab onto it. It does help, along with everyone else scrambling to get it up-- it's still slow going, but with enough effort there will be enough space for at least Alphi to squeeze under.
Meanwhile, the creature rushes to the car, its many mouths clattering its teeth together as it moves to bite Kon. Maybe they think he's hot? Wow. But it slams into the car, hard enough to knock Kon off of it but towards the door instead of him. Its mouths miss its target completely. ]
[ His ears are ringing and he can barely think, but Alphinaud abandons the rod by helpfully chucking it at the monster and maneuvers around the cars and various other items. He rushes to squeeze out, but before he puts his own weight against the door, minimal as it may be...
[Bradley continues trying to push the garage door up. At least one of them managed to get out. Of the group of them that are still inside it's probably Manwol who has the best chance of leaving the garage.
Come on, come on, he can get it up high enough, can't they?]
[Manwol doesn't even have the strength to swear or yell at Alphinaud to just run -- because what if they all get out? then what? the monster might just mow them down right in their(?) front lawn.
She thinks this, but she still pushes -- funny, she didn't think she still wanted to live so badly. But apparently Manwol does, evident by the way she attempts to shove her limbs under and out the door]
[ the teeth might miss, but kon regardless hits the floor, winded in the worst way. every inch of the room is filled with the rank smell of the monster, his ears are ringing, his body hurts from the acid slowly eating away at him and the impact of being knocked off the car.
he still rolls himself over with a wheeze. his fingers curl tighter around the knife, before he slips it into his obi, forcing himself up to his feet and scrambling over to the door proper.
manwol next. he puts his back into pulling the door open faster with them, on her other side. maybe climbing the car will slow the monster down. ]
[ The door eases even more open, enough so that Manwol can squeeze through. At the same time, the creature roars, lifting itself up, and then slamming against the car. It does it again. And then again, this time with enough to just flip it over. There's not really enough room for it to maneuver, so it does go crashing back down. They should probably move out of the way so that they don't get smacked with an entire car.
On the other side of the garage is... the neighborhood. It's bright outside, so very bright that it's almost blinding. Alphinaud will have to be careful that he doesn't do any damage to his eyes by staring at the light for too long. ]
[ You know what, it's bright enough that he won't bother looking up for long.
Instead, he'll turn his attention back to pushing the door, but that doesn't last long either. There's a crash within, and he can't see it; Alphinaud jerks back, surprised. ]
Are you— [ No, that isn't the question to be asking now. ] Hurry!!
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-- Kon!
[she's still on her knees so she slides the knife as hard as possible across the floor in his direction, possibly at the same time Bradley fires his second shot. they need the knife more than they do -- and grabs for Alphinaud's arm to try and haul him up none-too-gently onto his feet]
We can't kill it. We need to get out of here!
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mandricardo's voice screams out, but he thinks of it the same way bradley does: it's not real. (it can't be.) ]
Go to the garage! If there's not anything in there that can help, at least get the door open! [ the gunshot is hopefully enough of an annoyance that he can dodge past it, but even if it isn't, he has to try. with a deep breath - despite the rot - kon darts forward, ducking down to grab the knife on the way to his escape towards the kitchen. ]
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Well, it projectile vomits. If Kon happens to look back, he could even recognize it as the same substance that he found in the cake that he was making. It lands on all of them, the most falling onto Kon, then Bradley, and finally some on the other two. Like the one on the cake, the acid is slow going instead of just burning them immediately, so they might not even notice it immediately. But after a few seconds it'll be hard to ignore the fact that it feels like the spots where it touches their skin are on fire, and how it starts to burn through their clothes that it landed on.
You might need to find water for that burn, huh. ]
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The smell is horrendous—but nevermind that when spots of his clothing begin to burn black, and he can feel the stings along his face. So, that's great. ]
We must leave! Now!
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There is no reality he would ever kill that man.
This does mean his hands and jacket get covered in the acid.
Can't be good.
There goes this jacket. It's a shame, he can't remember how long he's had it. But if it's between his life and his coat, he's throwing it off- he's still holding it by the part of the hood that wasn't splattered. The pistol's still in his hand and he starts heading towards Kon. ]
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at least pain is a good motivator, it reminds her just how much they're about to lose. she thinks of the meat in the car, the gaping hole in the closed bathroom behind them -- and knows which one she'd choose.
the garage. it's the garage. can they even get there in time? Kon would know how to work a garage door (he's a modern) if he gets inside, but is he even in a state right now to try? he was like super projectile vomited on??]
Don't bother with the cars!
[scratch getaway vehicle that doesn't even have keys off the list and focus on "OPEN THE GARAGE DOOR IN TIME" instead]
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kon does it anyways, and does have the few seconds of horrified realization that he's about to have acid dumped on his head - exorcist style. he tries to duck away, but there's not much to be done as it splashes down over his head, his neck, along his shoulders and back. some of it gets on his arms, probably on his legs, but he tries not to think about it.
instead, he yanks his haori off from his shoulders and back, trying to throw it at the abomination to temporarily blind/distract it as it screams and cries and just. pukes? he hates this! ]
Check for a switch near the door inside the garage! [ he pushes at bradley to go go go. ] If it's not there, it might be next to the cars, or a remote might be in one of the cars!
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Well.
At least they have a few seconds before it moves. ]
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A switch—
[ Once there, he looks around the area by the door in panic. ]
This one?!
[ He doesn't know for certain, but he's going to slap down on some button looking thing. ]
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Bradley is, at least, a fast runner. So he's just booking it into the garage. How many seconds do they have before it's back to chasing them?]
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She grabs a phonebook from one of the dusty boxes and hurls it at the meat monster.]
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The door starts rising. Slowly. Looks like the device that opens this thing isn't the best, so it may take a bit. But that's fine, it's not like you're in a hurry.
The creature moves forward, going over the boxes. A mystery arm reaches out trying to grab at anyone nearby as it screams again, loud enough to make their ears begin to bleed. The stench goes stronger, enough to choke them. ]
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Go, go...!
[ Yes, he's yelling at the door. Why didn't they ever get that fixed?! (Because this is not their house.) ]
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His coat is grabbed. For a hot second he thinks about wrestling the monster for it.
Goodbye coat. He will miss you.
He knows Kon said something about hitting a button, but honestly? Honestly? Isn't it way easier to just run for the garage door itself?
That's where he's going. He's going to try and yank it open from this side.]
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she feels dizzy, it feels like the acid is burning straight down to the bone and her ears are ringing and bleeding -- but she's scrabbling for the door anyway, dropping to the ground in order to push it up as high as it can go even with the monster inches behind them -- let at least one of them get out]
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Alph, go! [ because if anyone is getting out first, it's probably their smallest when the gap is enough. and kon, trying to find something, is going to scramble forward to climb the hood of one of the cars. his aim is to see if he can't spot the manual release on the door trolley.
if it's there? he's jumping for the rope pull and putting all of his weight into it. if it's not there, or he can't reach it, he's going to go help pull the door up from the bottom. here we go! ]
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Meanwhile, the creature rushes to the car, its many mouths clattering its teeth together as it moves to bite Kon. Maybe they think he's hot? Wow. But it slams into the car, hard enough to knock Kon off of it but towards the door instead of him. Its mouths miss its target completely. ]
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[ His ears are ringing and he can barely think, but Alphinaud abandons the rod by helpfully chucking it at the monster and maneuvers around the cars and various other items. He rushes to squeeze out, but before he puts his own weight against the door, minimal as it may be...
Anything out of the ordinary outside? ]
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Come on, come on, he can get it up high enough, can't they?]
Keep pushin'!
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She thinks this, but she still pushes -- funny, she didn't think she still wanted to live so badly. But apparently Manwol does, evident by the way she attempts to shove her limbs under and out the door]
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he still rolls himself over with a wheeze. his fingers curl tighter around the knife, before he slips it into his obi, forcing himself up to his feet and scrambling over to the door proper.
manwol next. he puts his back into pulling the door open faster with them, on her other side. maybe climbing the car will slow the monster down. ]
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On the other side of the garage is... the neighborhood. It's bright outside, so very bright that it's almost blinding. Alphinaud will have to be careful that he doesn't do any damage to his eyes by staring at the light for too long. ]
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Instead, he'll turn his attention back to pushing the door, but that doesn't last long either. There's a crash within, and he can't see it; Alphinaud jerks back, surprised. ]
Are you— [ No, that isn't the question to be asking now. ] Hurry!!
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The second he thinks he can squeeze himself outside, he will force his way outside.]
Let's go!
[His hands hurt.]
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