✰ COLLIGOAN POD PEOPLE ¬ (![]() ![]() @ 2009-06-12 00:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !@event, !closed |
WHO: Andrea Rojas and the Gentlemen
WHAT: Finally choosing their first victim.
WHEN: Middle of the night
WHERE: Room #307A (specifically: Andrea's bedroom)
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress
NOTES: As per the rules of these threads, there will only be ten replies in total before the scene will be considered closed. Should the player whose character is being attacked wish to involve others in the scene, an additional five replies per character added will be allowed. There can be no more than three characters (not counting the Gentlemen) in the scene, however.
The curse of silence had been inflicted upon the city for several days now. Long enough for most people to become semi-accustomed to the lack of noise while at the same time being on edge due to the unnatural situation. Long enough, also, for the Gentlemen to narrow down their search and determine their first victim. They didn't know her name, nor did they care what it might be. All that mattered was the fact that her heart called to them, much like a siren song, and they were willing to do anything to have it.
Entering the apartment was easy. The lack of noise meant that no one heard when the lock was sliced completely in half and clattered to the floor. Nor was anyone privy to the sound of the door being opened and the rhythmic thud-thud-thud of the henchmen as they half-hopped, half-dragged themselves inside in front of their Masters.
The Gentlemen never touched the ground, nor the door, however. They simply glided inside with broad, lipless smiles upon their chalky white faces. Bypassing the room that contained the woman they weren't interested in, they headed directly to their would-be victim's door and stepped inside with zero resistance met.
The scalpel was removed from its casing and held loosely in long, bony fingers while the henchmen placed themselves in a systematic formation around the sleeping woman. With a nod from the Gentlemen, the creatures sprung into action and all but leapt upon Andrea's prone form. Claw-like fingers dug into her arms and legs as they did their best to hold her in place.
And with that same creepy smile, the Gentlemen that held the scalpel glided closer with every intention of cutting her still-beating heart from her chest.