01 Let The Tour Begin

[kingroadie]

[ WHO ]: Eddie Riggs and you!
[ WHERE ]: Wandering the streets.
[ WHEN ]: Daylight hours, Sept 12th.
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: Open!
[ RATING ]: (G, PG, etc.) PG-13?
[ WARNINGS ]: Eddie's foul language and poor life choices.
[ NOTES ]: Eddie decides its time to really poke around this haunted town, this could end poorly.


Even if the urge tugged at the back of his mind, Eddie stayed earth bound. He wanted to fly up and peer at everything, but Mika's warning rattled around his head enough to keep him here. Old worn out sneakers beating a path across the less decrepit ground.

He has his axe already in hand, listening to the quietness as he walked through the fog. It was hard not to be on the defensive with what he had seen and what he heard from people already. Nothing was a comforting sound or sight about now.

"Another normal day, wanderin' round in hell town, enjoyin' the sights, the people- you know, havin' a grand ole time," He mumbled lowly to himself as he walked, feeling strange at the stillness that came with the town's atmosphere.

He missed the life he had grown used to. Even in the Doom territory it wasn't this dead. There was always something going on. Usually he would have been called a poser by now and attacked with a shovel. Those were the days. When he didn't have to worry about going it alone in a strange place. He had Ironheade to back him, even then, zombies weren't generally- scary, as much as they were a pain in the neck.

Eddie wasn't sure if he could get used to it, not that he had a choice in the matter really. He was here and he was gonna poke around to see if he could maybe scrounge up supplies or just figure out this place.

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[backinthehabit]

On the street ahead of him is a tall and somewhat imposing silhouette. Or at least, imposing to someone who is not like Eddie and has dealt with this sort of thing before. Nevertheless, it remains that way.

Whatever it is, the creature moves along the streets, swathed in the mist and the foul air of the town. It seems to be heading in the direction of the hospital.

[kingroadie]

Unlike a reasonable person who has been dropped in a japanese ghost town, Eddie's first response is interest and a natural inclination to follow after the figure. It certainly isn't that unusual in this setting, but the fact it doesn't seem very ghostly catches the roadie's attention.

He stays quiet and low, hand clutching onto his axe as he moves to trail after the creature. He's smart enough to keep his distance though, he'd rather not be noticed just yet.

[backinthehabit]

It moves with a surprisingly fluid grace. It's body flows from point to point in slow, meandering leaps along the tarmac of the road.

There's no sound but for the dull, wet smack of its flesh as it rearranges itself with every bound. The mist gives everything a soft, fuzzed look to it. Even without ghosts and strange monsters, the place is the quintessential ghost town.

The three story high hospital looms out of the darkness, the street lights on either side flickering and doing their best to disperse the swirling mist.

[kingroadie]

What Eddie can make out of the creature certainly makes him realize he probably shouldn't try to fight it unless he has to. The fluid graceful movements something he hasn't really faced in a long while. He already wonders how badly things could go if he had to fly away from a fight.

He keeps an attentive ear on the fleshy wet sounds hitting the pavement of the streets around them. His eyes still focused on the surroundings as he trailed after the creature. He'd really rather not be surprised about now.

With the hospital getting closer and closer, Eddie's mentally going over what the hell he'll do if he's trapped with the thing he's following. At most he's curious to see what it's up to, for something so inhumane, it seems very focused on getting the hospital.

[backinthehabit]

The creature slips through the hospital car park with a familiarity that should make it obvious that it's been here before. It circles the building until it comes to a crack close to the ground - a window to the basement that has been pulled off of its hinges. For a guy like Eddie, it'd be a tight squeeze. For the creature, it's nothing. It just slides through.

It's extremely dark inside, but there is enough light from outside to show up the shape of a morgue. Most of the slabs are empty but for the toe tags, but there's at least one shape laying on one.

The monster heads for that.

[kingroadie]

Eddie has to marvel at how such a meaty creature can move so fluidly and well in this place. What he saw of the ghosts so far hadn't led him to really thinking they could be this odd mix of graceful and disgusting.

The fit is tight, almost tight enough to make Eddie reconsider following whatever this was, but he drops the thought as soon as it hits him. He's come this far, leaving now would just be a waste of time.

Eddie keeps a solid distance, though he has to squint to see what the monster is doing. He for sure knows he doesn't want to get caught within reach of the damn thing. So he ducks behind a downed rusty gurney outside in the hallway leading to the morgue. Not the perfect place, but he can see well enough there.

[backinthehabit]

The monster doesn't notice him. It gets closer to the corpse still on the slab until it is leaning down over it. The huge mouth on its middle opens wide and a tongue slithers out. The end of the tongue is shaped like a grotesque, slimy hand. This grabs the cadaver and begins to drag it back into the monster's mouth.

A midnight snack, then.

[kingroadie]

Eddie isn't even sure what he was expecting to be honest. The slimy meat monster eating the body was vaguely on the list, but the sudden huge mouth and hand tongue makes the roadie's stomach do an uncomfortable sort of flip. He very firmly pressing him back against the wall behind the downed gurney.

'Holy fuckin' shit,' Runs through his mind as he stays still. In his freaked out state, he's likely to have made some faint noise. He is a big guy after all.

[backinthehabit]

There at least isn't a sound of chewing, or any crunching of bones. It's like the monster just swallows the corpse deep inside of it and... well, absorbs it. Its form ripples for a moment, and then it looks in Eddie's direction.

Assuming it may be a resident coming down the hall, Double makes a mistake. She transforms back into her nun form.

The monster seems to be swallowed up by a larger mouth until it reveals a skirt, hips, torso, head, and then the sweet face of the nun. Double smiles and looks suitably chagrined.

"Is someone there?"

[kingroadie]

The change is enough to make Eddie's mouth go dry. Pressing more tightly against the wall behind the gurney as he realizes he has run into another monster nun. 'The fuck is my life with all these fuckin' monster nuns?'

He sure isn't moving anywhere now. He's hoping the sound is played off as a rat or just ghosts moving around the hallway outside of the morgue itself. Eddie doesn't want to see what would happen if he showed off the fact he knew what Double actually is.

[backinthehabit]

She waits for some time, and then her eyes open to reveal that they are very red, and very shiny. They glow in the dim light.

"Is someone there?" She repeats. Her voice retains a slight echoing quality.

[kingroadie]

Eddie isn't sure what the red eyes mean, but he isn't about to attract their attention. He plucks up a piece of debris, brushing his calloused fingers over it before flicking it in the opposite direction of where he is now.

Whether or not it works, depends on whether Double actually goes to investigate the sound herself. The roadie isn't sure if revealing he knows is a wise idea or not. He would rather not risk it.

[backinthehabit]

[At once she flows into her monstrous shape and speeds in the direction of the thrown debris. Congratulations Eddie! Your plan succeeded.]

[frostweaver]

[For Jack, flying was also a want, but not one he could ignore. He hadn't had any warnings from anyone, so wasn't expecting any nasty surprises so far from the ground and so far hadn't had any. He was about to call the good old North Wind to blow him home to Burges, when he caught sight of Eddie. The man looked far too old to be able to see him, but he figured he'd chance it. The more information he had on Jigoku to take back to the Guardians, the better.

Jack flew down and hovered behind Eddie, letting a jolt of frost fly from his staff and up the mans back like an icy finger.]

[kingroadie]

[Needlessly to say, Eddie's first reaction is leap in the air with a startled sound which turns into a curse as he whips around angrily glowering. His gaze snapping onto Jack readily. Clearly he sees the Guardian clear as day.] What the fuck, man?! The hell was that for?

[frostweaver]

[Jack can't help but snort a giggle, smiling without shame at Eddie's shock. The thing with Jack Frost is that it's pretty hard to be grumpy around him, since you feel a compulsion to join in the fun after a while. Jack knows this too. If he can make the big bad ol' Easter Bunny smile, he can make you smile too metal man.]

You looked like you needed cooling off.

[kingroadie]

I was doin' pretty fine without a coolin' off. [Eddie lightly shakes his finger back at Jack though there is clearly no real threat there.] This ain't the best place for surprisin' people, you know, undead ghoulies an what not.

[frostweaver]

Ha ha, yeah I heard about that. [Though in his opinion having fun in the face of fear makes the fear all the weaker.] Kinda confused as to why everyone doesn't just leave this place? There must be something pretty big stopping you.