Suburb Adventures

[Jagged]

OOC: With the current list of residents the story begins as follows......

Kingswood is like any normal suburb near capital city in anywhere East Coast United States. Clean air and water a dozen churches, a mall, kind people, and many other things that you would expect to find (movie threater, fast food, neighborhood bar...etc). Life for all of you has been quite on the block. People come and go that ususally only happens in the case of retirement promotion or Death......the last path has been occring far to often. There have been 8 bizare killings in the town and the fields and woods around it in the last Nine weeks or so....not locals though. Pets have went missing and children have claimed to see ghosts and ghouls running around. The funeral parlor has had a break in and someone has been out digging in the cemetary. Cars stolen, pentagrams spray painted all around town...and even some trash cans on the block. Burglaries have also occured. The Local police department has been laboring day and night with little success and few suspects.



Where the Residences of of Stone Hill Street come in is......

About three months back someone finally bought the old Peterson house. A nice elderaly couple lived there but sadly these kind people died within days of each other. There son from out of state sold the home quickly and then left town. It seemed to be vacant but soon you all notice the signs of life. Lights on trash put out things of that nature. Soem have seen bonfires in the woods but there are always put out before police and fire can arrive. Some think they have seen black robed individuals pacing inside the house. Strange Symbols have been carved in the trees. The only vehicles the new "family" seems to have are two large vans with tinted windows and dirty plates. That is the other thing...nobody is sure how many family members this family has.....Though there are wild rumors abound. Many deliveries arrive at the beginning of the week and a older gray haired man comes out and sighs for them and leaves them on the porch. They are collected but you never see who brings them into the house.




Strange unrelated news.........A local medieval fair reports one of its vendors had a whole truck of swords, axes, and maces stolen.

A church group in capital city morns for a lost of 18yo young people going to a Bible camp early to setup for the kids. The bus has been recovered from the lake with no bodies.


The National Guard has been rocked by scandals as massive inventory errors have been discovered. Though what has been taken is under raps there are threats to close the old local Fort Lincoln which has been active since WWI. This has troubled many veterans groups.






IC:


DAY 1 Monday 07:30

How do we begin our day....

 

[The GrandMage]

Todd Morseley

Todd was already dressed. He'd just gotten up and showered, and now he was enjoying some scrambled eggs and heavilly buttered and jammed toast. Lightly crisp, not too much. He glanced around the quiant kitchen. He'd been slowly packing his grandmother's things up and storing them in the attic.

She'd died a few years ago, but he never made a fuss of getting rid of her stuff. Just last week he'd finally gotten the house readjusted to his tastes, and put the last box in the attic. He hadn't fully explored it yet, but, there shouldn't be much up there besides most of Gramps's old stuff.

He'd always bragged about the stuff he'd claimed from 'The Japs' in WWII. He could never find anything, though, and Todd believed that if Grandma hadn't thrown it out, it was tucked in some corner up there. Just like Gramp's old car was tucked away in the garage.

Todd would love to drive that baby around, but it's engine was shot. He wandered out into the living room, knowing he'd have to leave for work soon. He had a sweet little job pushing paper. It wasn't his dream job, but it paid well. Since the house was paid off, he figured he'd work it until his student loans were paid off, and he could repair the old girl waiting in the garage.

He stopped near the door, looking at a picture taken a few months before Gramps had passed away. God, had his cousin Tina really been that young? Last time he'd seen her, she had green hair and wore leather. He shook his head, thinking about what the city life was like. He steped outside, locking his door. He looked around the neighborhood, waving at the people already out.

He climbed in the car his parents had given him for graduation. It'd sat at their house until he was done with college. It wasn't that new, but it had a busniness-y look, and it ran. It was all he needed to get to work and back. He buckled in, and glanced around before pulling out into the street.

"Damnit. I left the plate out. It'll be crusty as hell by the time I get home. Oh well. The curse of independence..."

He glanced at the old Peterson house as he drove to work, and a chill ran down his spine. As a child, it had just been a house, bu now,..He didn't know why, but it made his skin crawl.

 

[kamalw1]

John Miller walked out of the bathroom and finished drying himself off from the shower he just took. He put on some jeans and a t-shirt and wlalked downstairs. The smell of pancakes filled his nose. He entered the kitchen and saw his wife, Elise, standing in front of the stove. He kissed her on the cheek and poured himself a glass of orange juice. When she was done cooking, they sat down and ate their breakfast of pancakes and bacon.

When they were done eating, Elise cleared the table as John got up and washed off his face. He then kissed his wife goodbye and went into the garage. It was full of power tools, spare planks of wood, and the two cars they owned. One was the Jeep that he drove to work everyday, and the other was a red Mustang that they drove when they were going out to have fun. John worked on both of those cars himself, and the Mustang was his pride and joy.

John climbed into the Jeep and started it up. He backed it out of the garage and drove away. As he drove down the street, he passed by the delivery truck that brought supplies to the Peterson house. John thought to himself that it was funny how he never saw anyone bring the supplies into the house. He felt a chill flow throughout his body as he continued driving on to the auto body shop that he owned.

 

[Lostsoul8626]

Dave Cheatham

Dave watched as the tall, leggy blonde started to slowly strip for him. As his eyes traveled down her body he heard the door open and in walked a gorgeous, busty redhead. "You don't mind if I join you two do you?" she asked.
"Hey two plus one equals fun babe." I said with a cocky grin.
As the two girls began to help each other strip the blonde turned to me and said, "Beep, beep, beep."

What the fuck?!
I opened my eyes and glanced at the alarm clock reading 7:30. I hit the snooze button before realizing I was due on the training field at 8:30. Jumping up I headed to the shower, cursing myself for staying up and drinking the night before.
I finished showering and dressing in record time and was in my Jag only late by 10 minutes. I pulled out and hit the pedal, almost crashing into a delivery truck parked in front of the Peterson house. Honking my horn I flipped the driver off as I pulled around it and sped off.

 

[Lisa Denton]

Lisa Denton

Lisa's brand new Lexus smashed into Dave's 15 year old Jag, knocking both cars into a ditch. She had been digging in the cemetery all night but had finally found the collection of sex toys which had been buried there by the local chapter of the LESBIAN WITCHES ASSOCIATION AND SOCCER MOM SUPPORT GROUP which had kicked her out. Two nights previously they had tied down a soccer mom and told Lisa to sacrifice the soccer mom to the pagen gods with a dagger they gave her. Lisa had taken one look at the cute soccer mom, used the dagger to cut her loose and they made wild love until the witches returned and they had to run for it. She had gotten her revenge by stealing the groups buried stash of sex toys. But the one she tried driving down the road had a multi-speed controller which had dropped on the floor of her Lexus knocking the switch to the MULTIPLEORGASM setting. Dave sat in his crashed Jag while Lisa vibrated away.

 

[Jenn1982]

Samantha Blake

Suppressing a yawn I managed to unlock my car door without spilling my coffee or dropping my books. Leaving at 7:00 in the morning instead of 8:00 was definitely not something I wanted to do often. I'd had a big test in one of my classes last week and had gotten behind on my stuff at work. I was hoping that going in early would help me catch-up. Of course it meant an extra-long day at work directly followed by classes.

As I drove down the street past the Peterson house I wondered how much truth there was to the rumors of all the strange things that had been happening lately. I had only moved here a few months ago and it had seemed like a lot of other towns I'd been to. I had heard about the rise in burglaries and vandalism but I figured it was just teenagers with too much time on their hands. Then a couple weeks ago my cat had gone missing. I had made reward posters with her picture and had contacted the local animal shelter but she was just gone. I still told myself it had nothing to do with all the rumors; she had probably gotten hit by that asshole who sped down the streets everyday in his black Jaguar but I still got a creepy feeling when I drove by the Peterson house.

 

[Jenn1982]

*Edited because I accidently posted it twice, sorry.

 

[Jenn1982]

Samantha Blake

As I headed toward my car I was glad I had gotten a parking spot close to my class. Even though the parking lot had quite a few lights I still got nervous, especially when there wasn't anyone else around. I had taken a self-defense class but I still wondered if I would actually be able to put it to use if I had to. Practicing self-defense in a brightly lit room with 10 or 15 other people was one thing, being attacked in a dark parking lot with no one else around was another. As I unlocked my door I thought I heard something over in the shadows at the edge of the parking lot but I didn't see anything. I locked my doors as soon as I got in the car and headed home.
As I pulled into my driveway and got out of the car I saw one of my next-door neighbors standing on his porch. I didn't know his name but whenever I was home in the early evenings I usually saw him sitting on his porch reading. Not wanting to seem rude I waved at him and walked towards my house.

 

[Jagged]

So the plot begins.....

Todd....


Your Grandfather's attic reveals much about the old man. Seemed he stayed prepared after the war. In a cabnit you find the key to in the desk drawer you find a surprising amount of equipment.

The old guy was pretty tough in his day. You find his steel helmet with a few dents in and a pinup girl on the inside. Three Katanas in their scabbards are in one corner. They need some sharping but are in good shape. No less then five M-1 Garand rifles. Three look old enough to have made the trip two Japan another fitted with a scope is less then ten years old and the 5th is still new in the box you figure it was bought about a year before he passed. Also is half-a-dozen knives Marine issue. A pair of .45s that need cleaning but are in good shape. Two ammo boxes. One contains some 500 rifle rounds and the other 400 for the pistols. Also there is a pump shotgun with a belt of 24 rounds of shells. Also there is an old military map of the area and a few military manuels.



Once on the road you head through the neighborhood you notice something odd around the old Peterson house. Your not sure, but more then once you think you at least one person clad in combat fatigues, black gloves, wearing a white hockey mask...and swords on his back. Every time you try to stop to look whoever or whatever disapears. The last siting is by the empty field between your neighborhood and the development.


Something worth checking out later though....


John Miller


After a hardy breakfast you head out that morning. The delivery truck once again is making a delivery that morning. The brown uniformed Global Parcel man struggles with the many boxes. The label on the side reads AJAX ARM and Gear. Okay nothing to odd about that other then it was a local small time defense contractor. They make rifles and pistols for the military. Only odd thing is that they went out of business three years ago?

An older man comes out to sign and you swear from watching the history channel that that is a German Army officer's uniform. The delivery man finishes unloading and the man goes back on the house leaving the many boxes.

Something worth checking out......at least looking into..


Lisa
OOC I assume you still want in....

IC

You Narrowly miss the Jag as you rocket down the street as you notice something strange on the road side. By the Peterson house is a black robed individual. You blink just miss crashing and the figure is gone. This makes no sense to you, but after the last week and the cult involvement nothing seems to odd. You Soccer mom lays in the back wondering what is goind on....?

Good question where ya heading next? You already know some people are looking for you.......surprising there are so many witches in the area....and where are they getting their lovely toys (sex and weapons)?




Samantha


The progresses pretty much to routine, and you are unworried but still uneasy about the Peterson house. You go to your self-defense class and do pretty well. It is taught by a female police officer and a woman in a martial arts uniform who your teacher refers to her as her, "lifer partner." The do give you a catelog on the way out of a mail order place promising disgression and high quality. You flip through a few pages and find it sells everything from Samurai armor to razor sharp swords, and throwing knives.

Once home and your cat parked you hear meowing from behind the house. It is your kitty?!!? Thing is she is different she is half covered in what looks like black paint. She smells you and breaks away from scratching your door and is soon rubbing against you....you also notice on closer inspection that she has a pentagram on her neck on a small chain.


This is not normal......and worth looking into......

 

[The GrandMage]

Todd

Todd spent a rather uneventful day at work, reminding him just how much he hated it. He returned home, pulling in with a yawn. He climbed out of the car, absentmindedly returning a wave to one of his neighbors. He decided to go poking around in the attic.

After a while, he found his Grandfather's old thing. Taking out the manuals, he gathered a few of the tools for cleaning, and sat down, deciding to take care of the maintenance of Grandpa's old things.

He thought back to the mana he'd seen earlier, and reacehd for one of the katanas. He smiled to himself, and began to sharpen it. Todd planned on cleaning all of the old weapons tonight, getting them ready for use.

Maybe later he'd move them downstairs to show them off. Grandpa would have liked that.

 

[Jagged]

While cleaning your weapons you could have sworn you heard something down stairs......old house but those were footsteps.

 

[The GrandMage]

Todd

Todd, in one practiced motion, slammed a clip into the .45 he was cleaning. Fully loaded, safety off. He grabbed one of the sharpened katanas, shoving it into his belt as he went towards the stairs. He held the gun out in front of him.

He'd lived in this house only a year, but he'd spent a long time here as a kid, when his parents were busy out of town with their work. He knew footsteps when he heard then.

Holding the gun in front of him, Todd makes his way down the attic steps, being careful to have the gun at the ready before turning any corner or getting out in the open.

The Katana at his side relaxes him. He's very glad Gramps decided to give him gun safety lessons when he turned sixteen. He'd thought they were for those hunting trips he'd always hinted at, but the time had never been right.

As for the katana, well,...Good thing he liked all those books about Knights and crap.

"Who's there!?"

 

[Jenn1982]

Samantha

As my cat continued to rub against my leg I wonder who would have done this to her. Not wanting to stand outside in the dark any longer I quickly picked her up and hurried into the house. The paint on her fur had long ago dried and I was going to have to make an appointment with a groomer tomorrow. I set her down on the counter and untied the black ribbon that was around her neck. The pentagram was about the size of a quarter.
I hadn't been too sure about ordering weapons from the catalog my self-defense instructor had given me but now I decided that it would probably be a good idea. I looked through the catalog and selected some throwing knives as well as some folding knives with serrated edges. I also ordered an expandable steel baton. As I looked at the pages with swords I wondered if maybe that would be going overboard. Glancing at my paint-coated cat though I figured I might as well...even if I never used them I could hang them on the wall like I'd seen other people do.
After I placed my order I grabbed the cat and headed upstairs to go to sleep.

 

[Jagged]

Dave Sorry bud....


You rocket out of the drive and almost take out the delivery truck, but you do notice while regaining control the boxes being delivered. The black printed label reads AJAX ARMS and GEAR which you think you remember selling firearms some time back....the drive does drop a box when you cut by and it opens slightly. It looks like street sweeper (autoshotgun). That would not be something a person uses to hunt. The drive shakes a fist but your to far off to hear all the nasty words you think he is saying. Curious though.......



Todd

You pickup your weapons and hear a scurry of moment from down below. If you weren't sure there was something downstairs now you know....



Samantha


Well your kitty is more then happy to be home and though she is thrilled to see you she cuddles up in her basket by your bed happily. The operator speaking in English with an Asian accent happily takes your credit card order and says it should be at yoru home soon. Also she says she will include the companies other catelogs and tells you that they are not responsible for anything that happens with their products. You can go to bed at least with some peace of mind.




Many dark things are happening on the block.....

 

[The GrandMage]

Todd

People did not come into his motherfucking house. He glowered. Todd was not an 'emotional' person, but he had a bit of a temper. And he knew, now, there was someone in his fucking house.

The mere thought that someone would invade his home pissed him off to no end. They were probably robbing the place, too. Trying to take his things. Mess with his hard-earned things.

He made sure the gun was cocked and ready to fire. "Oh, I hear you!" he called out, moving quickly towards the noises, gritting his teeth and holding the gun ready.

"You best fucking get out of my damn house, if you know what's good for you!"

 

[Jagged]

Todd OOC the hardest working player on Lit



You sound the alarm and you only hear more movement. As you round the stairs and step into the living room you turn to see.....Something that at first you can't fully understand.


In your living room 3 individuals are there wearing hockey masks clad in black holding bulgary tools. Another one stand in a long black robe and hood......you can't even see his face....but he says..."run" gesturing to the three...."You stop him"


Out walks what can only be described as something scary. Tall...strong looking and smelling like rotten flesh he walks out from the other room. It is wearing a flannel shirt and jeans and boots...hockey mask as well...large first. Red eyes look at you in anger as he marches towards you......you hear and angry grunt.

 

[The GrandMage]

Todd

Holy Motherfucking Shit. Todds eyes grew wide. Not in terror, but in awe. He shook himself, looking at the robed individual, and then at the towering creation.

He pulled the gun around, firing right towards the thing's eyes.

"I'd hate to say this, but as thrilling as it is to meet a Necromancer, get the fuck outta my house, asshole. And take your friends with you."

 

[LadyArwen]

Jessica Spiegel


Jessica Spiegel kept a death grip on her sai,being a martial artist came in handy at times the way things had been last few months.College student by day,martial arts teacher in the afternoons and nightclub dancer by night made her a very different beauty around the neightorbrhood

 

[Jenn1982]

Samantha

I hung up the phone feeling a little better now that I had ordered a few weapons. I reached down and gave my kitty a quick pat, "Night Cougar." I said as I turned off the lamp and closed my eyes.

 

[Lostsoul8626]

Dave Cheatham

Dave drove home from the party he'd been drinking at all evening and as he drove past the Peterson house he remembered the incident from the morning. Dave pulled over to the side of the road. He popped open his glove box and pulled out a gold flask.
"I know that shit is not for blowing the head off a fucking deer." he said putting the flask in his inside jacket pocket. Dave grabbed a lighter and cigar from the dashboard and got out of his car. He began to walk down the street towards the house. "I'll just see what the hell is going on here."

 

[kamalw1]

John Miller

John drove home after another day at his shop, fixing cars and doing paperwork. As he drove home, he once again passed the Peterson house. He thought he saw a shadow pass by one of the windows, but he quickly shrugged it off as a trick of the light, or lack thereof since it was nighttime.

John arrived home and walked into the kitchen the smell of dinner filling the air. He kissed Elise on the cheek and went to wash up for dinner. When he was finished, he sat down and began eating his meal. "Elise," he said, in between bites of the steak, "have you ever seen anyone at the old Peterson house? I saw the delivery truck this morning, but realized I have never seen anyone actually take the stuff into the house."

"You know, now that you mention it, I don't recall ever seeing anyone," she replied, a quizzical look on her face. "I guess it's one of those things you don't really think about until someone else mentions it."

"Yeah, I guess. But there was something else unusual I noticed today. The old man who signs for the delivery was dressed in an old German Army uniform today."

"Are you sure sweety? It may have just been your imagination."

"Maybe you are right. But you are home during the day. Maybe you can keep an eye out on that house. There is just something about that place that doesn't sit right with me."

 

[Jagged]

The game continues

Todd


Making the head shot you avoid any typical problems with dealing with zombies. At least you think that your experiences up to now have been confined to the late show. At any rate your tall dark and gruesome goes down like a Kennedy at an open bar....black liquid oozes out of its skulls as the rest of the home invaders make off into the dark night.



Jessica Spiegel

Your home finally after a long day. Your paper is finished you worked out with the heavy bag at the gym and you sweat off a few pounds dancing at the night club. You picked up a few fliers along the way though. When you put down your sai which is well balanced and good steal which should easily break an attackers sword.

Blue flier from campus.....

Wanted Goth girls for after hours parties. Pale, raven hair, tattooed and peirced required. call 555-####

Red flier at class

For Sale Kendo armor and training sword best offer...relocating.


Black flier found in club bathroom
Anarchy is coming perpare for Satan!!!!!


If that isn't enough to keep you thinking you think you hear something a the back door....




Samantha

Your kitty meows that night happy to be home. The next morning though you find blood red pentagram painted on your backdoor. Your kitty refuses to go out doors. You swear your being watched.


Dave


Your bold move is greeting with some odd occurances. You see shadows move not knowing what to make of them you continue on to the house. Suddenly from your left flies a crowbow bolt which flies past your head narrowly missing you.....




John


Your wife agrees to keep watch but for now you don't see much of anything. Shadows in the windows come and go until the darkness prevents you from seeing anything........except for the smoke. The chimmy is steadly puttying out thick black smoke. Isn't even cold out....what are they up to?

 

[The GrandMage]

Todd

Todd hadn't expected it to fall so quickly. He approached, drawiong his sword. Maybe it wasn't a dragauth, his first impression. Just a big zombie? Still, he was glad he aimed for the eyes. As far as he knew, splattering the brains would take crae of it. But at least if it didn't, it would be one blind motherfucker.

Todd sighed, inching around the thing, sliding the sword back and putting the safety on the gun before tucking it into his belt. He was gonna need an axe and several trash bags to get the thing out of his home, and something to clean up after it.

But first he should probably call someone. Todd pulled his gun out again, taking off the safety. He turned, and went back upstairs. Finish cleaning the weapons before nightfall. He grabbed his cell phone from where it was recharging.

And while he was doing that, maybe he should call his neighbors...

 

[LadyArwen]

Jessica Spiegel


Jessica left a message on the machine with the guy at the gym selling the sword and Kendo armor.She grabbed some of her weapons and moved towards the back door,the flier from the club being a big clue.*There have been rumors on campus so let's see* she decided as she had her sai,swords,and various knives

 

[Jenn1982]

Samantha

Samantha had slept well and had woken up feeling a lot less worried. Her sense of comfort didn't last long though as she opened the backdoor to let Cougar out and saw the red pentagram painted on the door.
As she stared at the pentagram she caught movement out of the corner of her eye and quickly looked into trees that were behind her house. She didn't see anyone but she would've sworn someone was out there. Cougar was sitting on the kitchen table looking warily out the door, refusing to go outside. At this point she really didn't want to let him out anyway. She got ready for work and was glad the operator from the weapons company had talked her into paying extra to have her order delivered today. She would feel so much safer once she got home from class tonight and had her new weapons.