((DICE. STAHP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
I thought my gun was a shotgun...?))
Lilia realizes, quite seriously, that this wasn't a pleasure trip and the rude awakening came from clammy chill that radiated up from her ensnared leg. Already fearful, the addition of this direct physical contact with the creatures pushes her into complete terror and she screams, a shrill noise born from the upper registers of the recluse's disused voicebox. Always nervous and frightened around other people, her extreme social discomfort paled considerably in comparison to the cold knowledge that she is currently caught in the hands of a walking corpse. This was true panic.
KICKITOFFKICKITOFFKICKITOFFKICKITOFF! Lilia desperately tries to free herself and scrabble away!
You make some panicked noises, not quite managing to produce actual words in your panic. [str=2-1] You kick at ugly's head, but your feeble attmpts don't seem to deter him from grappling his way upwards. His mouth opens and it looks as if he's about to do something.
"I HEARD A SCREAM OF TERROR! I BET ACHMEED REALLY WAS A TERRORIST! I'LL SAVE YOU TERRORIZED PERSON!" <--- how Terrry actually thinks
SAVE TERRORIZED PERSON FROM TERRORIST. USE MACE HAND.
[str=5-1] You run up to to Lilia, currently trying to keep ugly from getting closer to her. You swing your arm in a wide arc while yelling
"HAMMER TIME, BITCH". Your mace hand clips ugly in the side of the head, taking a large chunk of rotten flesh off and sending him flying towards the floor a good meter away.
Harveys head snaps around briefly before he swears.
" Oh for the love of... every time I look away that girl gets herself into trouble. You 2 stay here those things won't need long to get out. Block the trap door or something while I go save her ungrateful ass.... again. "
Run over to her, introduce the ugly things arm to my axe and head to my mace then if it's dead help her up.
(( The guy with 0 melee combat skill is going to try to save her in melee combat.... if this goes as well as her attempt with a gun then I'm going on record as saying I saw it coming. ))
[strength=5+1] You walk over to ugly, now on the ground and trying to get up. You smash your axe into his arm, pinning him to the ground. You then grab your mace with both hands and start hammering him. First his arms, then his chest, moving all the way to his head. After about a solid minute of smashing, all that remains is a pulpy mess. You pick your axe back up and help Lilia on her feet.
Oh, these momentous choices. How dramatic, how dramatic indeed.
Look for any place that might have explosives or fireworks topside (if I find such a place, obtain explosives or fireworks if there are any), and do so quickly.
((If necessary for the next two or three days, one of the other players can submit an action for Joy, as I will be gone. If nobody does, default to looking for more explosive devices.))
You run around the town square, hastily looking through the building for explosives. [per=1] You find a rusty cast iron pan. You try and extend your senses along it, but alas, it doesn't seem like it's explosive. It's rather sturdy though.
Eleanor screamed out in pain as the bullet grazed past her leg and she fell to the ground clutching at the wound. Through the pain she tried to focus channelling her healing magic and closing up the wound
You scream in pain and crumple to the floor as Harvey and Terry rush off toward Lilia. Blood is positively gushing from the wound. You bite down and blink the tears out of your eyes and try to concentrate. [adept=6] You feel the blood stopping and you can see the flesh knitting itself together. In a few seconds time there is no more wound. It seems like you regrew a bit too much skin though, the scar tissue forming a noticeble bumb on your leg.
You all hear a loud, baritone growl coming from inside the church. This seems to drive the drones mad with rage, and they start shrieking even louder than before. You can hear the wood from the hatch inside being broken and tossed around. [Eleanor reflex=5] Eleanor forgets about her freshly healed wound in an instant and quickly pulls the church doors shut, blocking it off with an old piece of wood. It won't hold for long against the onslaught, but it will buy you some time.
From all around the town, you see faint shimmers in the air. Slowly, you see shapes materializing, probably the ghost people Joy was talking about. They come from the edges of the town, slowly making their way towards the center.
((Sorry that I didn't update yesterday. I've been very busy and tired these past few days as I mentioned before, so I hope you didn't mind too watch me skipping a day.))