Prelude: The House Whose Walls Dripped Blood
- Hayabusa
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"Oh damn! This is gruesome!" Madison replies. She has followed Jonnie and Woofie, of course, and kept the camera pointing forward the whole time. When the walls begin to bleed she slowly pans over it. She's been enough bar- and gangfights to recognize blood and the buxom brunette takes a quick sniff of the scent in the room, almost expecting the smell of copper. However, aside from that Moxley isn't the scientific mind to actually identify it apart from the obvious ways to recognize blood.
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us."
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Cora, having witnessed hundreds of crime scene photos and gory evidence taken from those scenes; looks at the walls with an almost macabre curiousity. Pulling out a q-tip from her purse she dabs the wall drool as she stares at the flowered wallpaper...
...And the stone of the earth and the wind in the sky bowed before the wisdom of the Ancient One...
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"Damn... I'll give one of you ten bucks to taste it.", Jionnies says completely deadpan. He comforts the hound with a hand on his head, "THat was a good boy. Good job, Woofie."
He walks over to one of the walls and looks closely for any holes or other openings that might suggest that movie magic is to blame...
He walks over to one of the walls and looks closely for any holes or other openings that might suggest that movie magic is to blame...
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Woofie whimpers once more and then begins to try and clean his beans. Who knows, the dog might have even peed a little once the blood began to flow from the surrounding walls. Nevertheless Woofie leans his head down to do his business and then flinches suddenly as Jonnie pats him on the head. Snorting playfully and is if interrupted, the loyal mascot looks up, wags his tail and then begins to lick Jonnie's palm.
Ewww...
Meanwhile, those witnessing the bleeding walls, do so with careful admiration. Cora pulls out a Q-tip and begins to sample the substance flowing down the floral wallpaper. Likewise, Madison leans in to give the walls a closer look. Those obsessed with the walls look on in skeptic awe. For the most part however, not much can be seen other than the simple fact that blood is coming through the tops of the walls and flowing down over the wallpaper and wooden paneling.
Having licked Jonnie's palm several times, Woofie's confidence appears to have been restored and the beast wishes to press onwards, down the bleeding hall.
Ewww...
Meanwhile, those witnessing the bleeding walls, do so with careful admiration. Cora pulls out a Q-tip and begins to sample the substance flowing down the floral wallpaper. Likewise, Madison leans in to give the walls a closer look. Those obsessed with the walls look on in skeptic awe. For the most part however, not much can be seen other than the simple fact that blood is coming through the tops of the walls and flowing down over the wallpaper and wooden paneling.
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"We need to find a way upstairs", Cora Jane offers without looking at anyone...
...And the stone of the earth and the wind in the sky bowed before the wisdom of the Ancient One...
- Hayabusa
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"Sugar, I wouldn't lick that stuff even if it was on you and it had to be removed,," Moxely replies. "We might as well try to take a look on the other side of the wall and then check up higher."
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us."
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A long pull of good Vodka and Issak finds his nerves again. "Hold on everyone, I vonna take a good look at zis." Issak grabs a small bag with various electrical gizmos and kneels before the wall. Turning his head towards the Indian, "And Johnny, make it $50 and ve'll talk."
See you on the other side
- Hayabusa
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"Seriously, doll, don't lick that stuff," Moxley replies to the Russian. "If you don't you get a night of drinking yourself under one of my tables and maybe even more."
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us."
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When Life Hands You Razorblades. You Make A Baseball Bat Covered In Razorblades!
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Issac stops at the words 'drink under table.' Turning his head the Russian looks almost, gleeful. "As much as I vant huh? Sorry Johnny, no dice. Moxley's got ze better offer. Oh, Cora. Vat did jou find? Because I zhink somezing behing the valls iz actually pumping blood, like a heart of sorts."
See you on the other side