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[King DZA]

I don't think people will take much notice, considering the city is already a crime-ridden cesspool.

[Fniff]

You think hijacking a food truck would garner some attention, but it turns out some other guys did it already. A truck lies on it's side, the driver's seat occupied by a corpse filled with lead. Nearby is an abandoned apartment block. You move the food to a top floor apartment and light a fire in a fireplace using broken chairs and garbage. You sit on a stained mattress, looking into the fire. You chew on a Hurley's Gum-Filled Chocolate Bar and sigh. Well. You just had to end up here. Not New York, Washington D.C, Los Angeles or even Detroit. You had to end up in this hell. Where a truck going down a street can be shot and robbed by a gangs, and the police haven't even arrived...

You search around and find a book about trains. It's gonna be a long night.

[zomara0292]

*trows up my hands* Hell in a hand-basket, here I come.

[TCM]

Set up long-term goals. We should stay here for as little a time as possible. When we have money, we need to get out of here, find someplace where we can live and where our skills would be useful.

(( I have a suspicion the plot could turn out like GTA IV. Come to America from life as a soldier in Eastern Europe, try to start fresh, America turns out to be a shithole, inadvertntly go on a quest where   we go from nobody immigrant to crime lord, and then Gay Tony.))

[Fniff]

((I'm hoping to make this a combination of GTA IV, Condemned: Criminal Origins, Second Sight and Call Of Ctlhulu: Dark Corners Of The Earth))

At some point, you pass out.

You seem to be dreaming, but not... You are not in your body. You are observing a nearby alleyway, dark and dirty, filled with puddles of nasty stagnant water and random garbage. A burnt car lays abandoned in the middle of the alley. Someone appears to be trying to rip the bonnet off. You can't seem them properly, you have to go closer. You float above the scene, and look down. Oh God.

The humanoid (if you can call it that)... It's indescribable. Half broken limbs and loose-fitting skin, other half replaced flesh. It's forehead appears to be a license plate, it's arm appears to originally belong to a woman (There is still dried nail polish), rotted in places to muscle and secured by nails to the shoulder.  It's entire lower face is gone, everything below the nose, and replaced with parts from something mechanical. This is truly a monster.

It looks up at you with a look of curiosity, and hunger...

You wake up. Something jumps off a car outside, and scrambling to the window you catch sight of something dark running on all fours around the corner.

It is early dawn, probably 5AM.

Something is going on here.

[TCM]

First things first. Get a nearby piece of sturdy scrap wood, like what we used to make firewood last night, or a some kind of bludgeoning weapon. (Pipe, Conduit, Brick) Equip it to ourselves.


(( So a GTA IV plot, with Condemned: Criminal Origins fighting-style, combined with Second Sight physic abilities, and with a Call of Ctlhulu: Dark Corners of the Earth atmosphere?))

[Fniff]

((Combination of Condemned and COC: DCE (Which means a city that emphasises everything wrong with humanity at the current moment, and a certain air of horrible horrible beings stalking and eating/ignoring humanity), but yes)

You rip out a lead pipe, and feel it's weight. It seems to be a fast but weak weapon. The scrap wood will be very slow and heavy, but it'll fuck up a person if it you hit it right. You wish you had a gun, but you doubt that you are going to be able to find one easily. You wait for that thing to approach...

Everything is quiet. Looks like it was running away from you or going to eat somebody or whatever the hell it does. You never saw anything like that... was it human or something else?

[thatkid]

If that thing doesn't show up, and we deem it safe to relax a bit, we should maybe practice our new-found psychic abilities a bit!
Who needs a gun when you explode people's heads with your mind?

[Fniff]

Well, let's see if this awakening thing does anything... You concentrate on your lead pipe... Let's see what you can do. You think very hard in it's direction. After a lot of effort, it lifts slightly. Hm. Let's try again. Maybe that was just the bad luck version of a fluke. After concentrating slightly less, it lifts up a bit more. You sigh and let it drop. Looks like advancement in the manipulation aspect is out. Let's try other things... You try to see outside your eyes. After a lot of effort and eye straining, you suddenly see yourself inside, a glowing ball of energy. Your energy seems slightly worn down, but it is still expanding against the constrains of your soul. There is also a stream of light leading up through the ceiling... Huh.

You have managed to make clairvoyance as easy as remembering the back of your hand. You still need to do some effort to see lifeforce, however.

[TCM]

Eat breakfast, and then we go EXPLORRRINGGGGGG!!!! Cautiously, of course. We should follow the light up to the roof, with the scrap wood equipped.

((I think it's better to have that right now than the pipe. Instead of getting a bunch of non-effective hits on a monster, I think we'd be safer if we had something that could shatter a limb or bust a head.))

[Fniff]

Yum. Tasty, tasty cold bacon snacks washed down with flat corn syrup, aka "cola", squatting in an abandoned building holding a scrap wood plan close to your chest in fear that something is going to jump out at you and eat you alive. This is the American Dream. You finish eating breakfast, and go to the roof. You attempt to see again... You see clearer then before. The light leads straight up, to the sky. Well, that's odd. You'd think someone was controlling your every move or something. Apart from that, there is nothing on the roof.

You decide to look down and see if anyone is trying to sneak up on us.

You are right! A crackhead just smashed the window and is climbing in. He has a lead pipe, and is clad in a hoodie and black tracksuit bottoms which are stained with white, red and yellow.

[TCM]

Charge him, and hit him with a blunting lunge. Then back up as he swings, and after he swings, go forward with a swing, then hit him with a lunge. Repeat lunge, back up, swing until he is down. A crackhead with a pipe is nothing compared to the men you fought back in the Soviet Union.

[Fniff]

You run down the stairs and run into action just as he steadies himself. You hit him very hard in his right arm, and the sound of bone cracking is heard. He screams in pain and yells "Fuck you!" and swings his lead pipe at you. He leaves himself open to an attack while he misses you, and you kick him in the head. He screams as the boot connects, and knocks him to the ground. The crackhead scrambles up, and grabs his leadpipe. With his second swing, he misses entirely but doesn't offer an attack. He is very close to death.

[thatkid]

Use our psychic powers to tear his already-bleeding soul from his body.

[Fniff]

You try to concentrate, but the stamina lost from the attacks isn't helping at all. You just can't kill him with telekinesis. You charge at him and thwack him in the face with your scrap wood. He spits out a pint of blood, and falls to the ground. He dies screaming and choking on his own blood. He finally lays dead on the ground, silent and at peace. You search him for stuff.

You have gotten a backpack, a switchblade and 4 single-use food items such as crisps and MREs. Switchblades are fast, stabbing weapons, allowing you three strikes with no penalty (Unlike a lead pipe) with the drawback of breaking quickly.