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Tweak says, "Holy Boston Baked Beans!"

Klaus Hargreeves (quietthedead) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-10-23 15:18:00

Entry tags:

ben hargreeves (netflix), gamewide plot, john constantine (vertigo), klaus hargreeves (netflix), peter b parker (sv)

Who: Anyone who wants to be spooked
What: Haunted house time
Where: Through the doors and into Hill House
When: Open throughout the Halloween Event

No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.

Filled with ghosts and specters of all sorts, Hill house seems tame enough when you first walk through it's doors, but it very quickly becomes obvious that everything is not as it seems. Is it your mind playing tricks on you? Or is it something else? Something more sinister.

Come in and stay a while, explore the long and twisting halls, enjoy the beautiful art and sculpture garden, and find the Red Room. There are many treasures to be had if you can survive the night.

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Peter B | Constantine | Claire

_constantine_
2019-11-02 01:36 am UTC (link)

“Are we dating?” Constantine asked, curious and a little teasing both — but yeah, he supposed they all were. This was meant to be a good outting. Some kind of date that was going to lead to something more than strip poker and too many drinks that had started for a bad reason. He’d been bloody looking forward to doing something that’d feel fun and normal — but not too normal. Their own weird style of it.

But instead they were here, making a home with ghosts. And John wanted to look at them, at the both of them, but he turned back to his writing, laid a palm flat against it and murmured a few words under his breath — when he turned his hand next, the entire area in front of them flashed bright momentarily. “Fuck off,” he murmured to the ghost who’d been creeping up the stairs — now detained by something more sturdy and steadfast than it’s own hate.

John was — this was the shit he was good with. Which was something of a shame because now his hands were freed up for a while and he could turn around, he saw Claire was crying and it was…

It felt fucking bad, was what it felt like. “You’re alright, loves,” he murmured, glancing away and pulling out his cigarettes. Claire would probably appreciate one about now.

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Peter B | Constantine | Claire

pbandparker
2019-11-02 05:18 am UTC (link)

"You're okay," He told her gently, maybe it was even true. "We've got you," that was more true, "You're with us now." There we go, entirely true and Peter held her close standing guard with her while John finished up his magics to help and actually keep them safe in a way that worked better than the words Peter had on offer at this point.

Sometimes, it was easy to forget that not everyone in town did the sort of things that he did - even Claire who of course he knew wasn't like him, but she'd rolled with the punches better than anyone he'd ever met and so sometimes, he forgot. But right here in this moment with tears in her eyes while she wielded a candle stick - well Peter knew it then and he held on to her tightly because yeah he was scared of this place too, and he had the benefit of at least feeling a little like maybe he could do something about it? Probably ineffectually, but you know, he'd certainly have tried it.

"We're not gonna be dating for long if we don't figure out a way back to town." Peter warned, because yeah, like they were dating. It was new and this was hardly the sort of first date that he imagined any of them might like, but here they were - the three of them together here.

Still he felt a little like he could breathe, certainly his spider senses hadn't stopped reminding him that there was bad shit all around, but if John said they were good then he was going to trust him on that. "Get over here a minute." Peter reached out an arm and tugged John closer, because well he thought all of them might just need a little bit of that in the midst of this kind of insanity.

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Peter B | Constantine | Claire

donewithnights
2019-11-02 10:12 pm UTC (link)

Of course they were dating. Kind of. Look it was a slow burn, they'd taken all the time in the world to kind of feel each other out, to go with it and not rush seeing as they were probably forever trapped in limbo anyway. Being a teenager again she'd been utterly smitten with both of them and that had only kind of cemented it, well it had for her. Judging by his tone it had for him too and she was absolutely going to give that some more thought when she could think. What she'd been hoping for from today had been something a lot more date-like than this.

Look she was only kind of crying, the sort where tears just kind of leaked out because you were overwhelmed and something awful had touched you and you felt utterly vulnerable. But his magic flashy thing looked promising and Peter's reassurance that despite the fact she wasn't okay but that she was with them was very comforting.

"See if I ever let you take me anywhere again, Creep," Claire said as she rolled her teary eyes and wrapped her arm around his waist.

Yeah that was a good idea, he had a cigarette and looked like Christmas was cancelled and Claire nodded at Peter's suggestion and tossed the utterly useless candlestick so she could grasp him by the shirt tails and tug him into their weird hug. "Yeah come here and let me use you as a human shield," Claire said as she leaned up to kiss him.

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Peter B | Constantine | Claire

_constantine_
2019-11-04 04:34 pm UTC (link)

"Right," John said, and now wasn't really a great time to re-hash what their relationship really was or wasn't because if they hadn't been able to put it to words on a normal day, they weren't going to do it in a house full of vengeful and angry spirits. And christ, were they angry. Just because John was good at dealing with this kind of stuff didn't mean he wasn't unsettled. But that didn't mean he was going to be that young man who broke down screaming until someone slapped a hospital bracelet around his wrist again, either.

He still wished that the two of them weren't here. Even if Claire kissed like she meant it, and Peter tugged at them both possessively until they were all circled up, three people squished together on the top of a staircase, hoping like hell they wouldn't lose each other to whatever the fuck was in this house.

If they weren't here, he could have just torched it.

"We've got t'move along," he murmured after a moment -- even if maybe he took an extra second or two to put his nose against Peter's jawline because -- whatever. One cuddle deserved another. "One direction isn't all and there's work to do. Or a door to find." And making out wasn't as fun when there were literal ghosts watching from every angle.

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Peter B | Constantine | Claire

pbandparker
2019-11-05 04:19 am UTC (link)

"No ghosts next time." Peter promised her gently, as best he could - because well the truth was Peter wasn't certain that he'd be eager to try and take her anywhere other than Pancho's for a while, and at least that was a place he was fairly certain there were no ghosts. So it was a promise he could keep.

But for now there was this, the three of them pressed close, as tight as Peter could get all of them within the safety that John had created for them. For just a moment it was enough, just a moment of course because not even this was enough to make Peter forget the way his senses kept reminding him there was trouble all around them.

"Okay," He agreed, ready to help keep them moving, to find the way out so he could get these people who were his out of this place and back into town where at least he could say he felt safe. "Okay, let's figure out which way we're going and then we'll just...." He took a breath, because Peter really didn't want to go back out into all of that, he wanted to just find that way back easy and know they were safe. "We'll just get ourselves out of here, It's gonna be fine."

If there was one thing he could do it was a sort of mediocre pep talk.

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