Post number #156532, ID: ee8642
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> Rain pours over the darkened street, a single street lamp on the corner is not enough to illuminate the happenings ineide of the brick housing. The man sits alone, waiting in his living room with a sharpened kitchen knife.
Post number #156539, ID: a1d96d
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> In the drenching wet, the sound can be heard echoing the entire building. Clicking, slow and methodical, comes from the darkness outside, still hiding in the shadows.
Post number #156545, ID: 0ba9b7
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> The man shakes upon sound, already terrified enough, it being late night and his fatigue getting to him. He looks around the room before gathering the courage to stand and investigate a bit. "Its.. It's still gonna be awhile.."
Post number #156551, ID: a1d96d
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> Upon his movement, the sounds stop, and he's left with the rain. The shadow creature, aware of his fear, aware of him, knows the situation and continues to move outside for a warm place. The only one, of course.. Inside the man's house. It uses the fear strategy to it's advantage and finds the back door. > Tapping replaces the Rain's silence.
Post number #156556, ID: 0ba9b7
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> The man is reluctant to get to the door. Quiet carefully, he makes his way to and tries to look out, seeing if he can spot anything outside through the window.
Post number #156562, ID: ef6678
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>On the street outside a taxi stops. Laughing could be heard as the door opened, passenger and driver discusing something. >Passenger steps outside, and the car drives away. The person is a tall, nervous looking asian man in glasses, which he keeps pushing back up. "Oya~, — >the man says in a soothing voice, — should have brought an umbrella with me, eh? Maa~, it is nice to walk under the rain once in awhile. Now, where exactly do I go?" >He looked around, pulling out his phone.
Post number #156569, ID: 0ba9b7
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>>156562 > Seeing nothing, the man turns to the sound of a vehicle driving away. He heads to the front door and looks out. "... Could it be?" > He opens and shouts to >>156562. "H-Hey!"
Post number #156571, ID: a1d96d
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> The shadow creature finds it's opening, watching OP and heading around to the side of the house. It lays low, flicking a tail quietly and watches the newcomer.
Post number #156574, ID: ef6678
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"Ara!" >Man in glasses looks up to the shout. "Yo! What a beautiful evening it is today? Might it be, you are the person looking for help?" >Asian shouts back, his voice still surprisingly soft. He pushed his glasses even further up, despite them already sitting perfectly in place.
Post number #156577, ID: 0ba9b7
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"Uh.." > Man takes a look around. "Sure. And yeah, come on over!" >He waves for him to arrive, stepping out to make room in the doorway.
Post number #156582, ID: ef6678
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>Man in glasses casually strolls over to the other man, relaxed. "Sorry for the intrusion!" >He says with a sly smile, as he approaches the doorway.
Post number #156586, ID: 0ba9b7
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"Uh.. Y-Yeah, no problem." > He follows the man inside, letting the door swing itself closed. "So.. Need anything before you.. Uh, do something?" > He asks awkwardly.
Post number #156591, ID: a1d96d
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> The creature let's the door hit, but doesn't let it close all the way. It's nearly impossible to notice the difference as it holds on to the handle, not allowing movement until both of the men are facing away from the door. Anyone watching from the outside couldn't make out the thin tail in the pouring rain.
Post number #156592, ID: ef6678
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"Tea would be nice. Green, if you have, no sugar." >Asian replies with the same smile, before he looks around the apartment with genuine curiosity. "De~ you could also tell me about your problem in more detail, eh?"
Post number #156597, ID: 0ba9b7
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"Yeah, sure." > He puts away the knife in his hands and heads to the kitchen. The apartment is rather big, lot's of open space with two couches, coffee table and a TV hanging on the wall. Two doors go opposite directions into the apartment, right for the stairs, left for downstairs bedroom. The man finds his package of sugar and begins making tea.
Post number #156600, ID: 0ba9b7
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"It started a few hours ago, I heard something hitting metal. I looked out and saw trash being thrown everywhere.. It was raining, I didn't want to go outside, so I banged on my window. It's late, so you can't hardly see anything.. But as soon as I hit the glass, whatever was at the trashcan darted off *really* fucking quickly. I thought I'd scared 'em off, went to watch TV. Then the clicking started.. And my power went out."
Post number #156611, ID: ef6678
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"Umu, — >man in the glasses nodded, immediately having to push his glasses back up, — but that just that much scared you so I somehow doubt, eh?" >He took off his boots and walked towards the nearest couch.
Post number #156616, ID: 0ba9b7
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> He sighs, bringing a quickly made cup of tea with sugar to the man. "I've got anxiety and nerve problems, things I take pills and drugs for. Plus I'm the biggest puss on the block. I'd rather not let a coincidence turn into something a little more... If you can even call it a coincidence."
Post number #156624, ID: 0ba9b7
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"A-Anyways, listen. After thr clicking started it got really weird. It was like someone was trying tk get in, but every time I went to see them, nobody was there. I've heard what sounded like footsteps, crawling, tapping.. Now I'm not even sure if it's a person out there." > He hands the man the tea.
Post number #156628, ID: ef6678
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>Asian accepted the tea with both hands, slightly bowing his head, which in turn made his glasses slid down again. "Ara~ara~" >He tilted his head. "But have you considered, that if that something wasn't there, or is hiding from you, than it can't really take you on up front, eh?"
Post number #157005, ID: 379ea3
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> The man shakes his head. "Of course, If there's nothing out there. But I'm pretty certain something is. I mean.." > He takes a pause amd sits down, sighing."(I'm sounding so fucking crazy...)
Post number #157783, ID: 120c90
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>Man in glasses let out a sigh and reached inside his jacket, extracting a small white bottle with a weird ring in it's neck. "You see~ my family had a long-going tradition of dealing with evil-spirits." >He put the bottle on the table. "De~ I will look around a bit, but should I find nothing and the thing you are so scared of try to attack you, take this ring out." >Asian pushed his glasses up. "If it has evil intentions, the spirit inside will scare this thing off. Trust me."
Post number #157815, ID: cee095
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> Inspecting the bottle, the man nods willingly. "Alright, I understand what do you want me to do as of now?"
Post number #157825, ID: 120c90
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"Ma~ first I want you to sit on this couch while I'm taking my boots on." >Man in glasses replied with an everpresent sly smile, and went to the door to pick his boots up.
Post number #157862, ID: f7f3ad
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> He does so quietly, watching with nothing else on his mind but getting this over with.
Post number #157880, ID: 120c90
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>Asian man put his boots on and pushed up his glasses. "De~ now I want you to take that bottle I gave you. Just keep it in hands, eh?"
Post number #157896, ID: cee095
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"Okay.." > A bit of nervousness as he oicks up the bottle and holds in both hands. He closes his palms and holds it carefully, now watching the table.
Post number #157897, ID: cee095
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(Picks*)
Post number #157904, ID: 120c90
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"Good." >Man in the glasses nodded, pushed his glasses up yet again, and took a look at the door handle. Then he turned a full circle, and slammed the door open with his leg, in a single swift movement, without any warning.
Post number #157917, ID: 31f552
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The door comes open quickly, but halts before it gets halfway open. The creature shows no trouble holding on, it's tail just visible in the light. It cries out with that of a screech, letting go after the door has stopped and ascending the roof.
Post number #157918, ID: 31f552
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(Ouch, forgot the >)
Post number #157933, ID: 120c90
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"Umu. Well, you was right after all, eh?" >Asian man turned his head back to the other man, with a beaming smile. His hands reached under his jacket and took a laspistol out of its holster.
Post number #157934, ID: cee095
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> Quite a bit terrified, the nervous man begins to shake. "I-I was afraid of t-that."
Post number #157946, ID: 120c90
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"Ara~ but no reason to fret over it, eh? If this thing was actually dangerous~ it probably would have chewed my leg off, instead of running away. There are weak predators like this~, who rely on draining their victim of their strength by scaring~ them." >Man in the glasses explained in a soothing voice, before pushing said glasses back up. >He extended the hand with the pistol outside and shot up into the air. Surprisingly loud blast of ionized air echoed through the street.
Post number #157947, ID: 120c90
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"De~ you just scare them back~♪"
Post number #157973, ID: 31f552
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> The creature freezes on the roof, but remembers its goal and peeking over the edge. lighting shows a face resembling that of the feared alien of the 21st century, jet black with invisible eyes, and sharp teeth hidden with a closed mouth. it personally wants to get a look at the man.
Post number #157976, ID: cee095
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> The man himself jumps from the sound, a bit startled. "Fucking christ, that was loud.."
Post number #157978, ID: c2c84f
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>And gets a look into the pistol's focusing lense. Lense lights up again, miliseconds before invisible ray of energy blasts through the air, followed by the sound of another blast.
Post number #157990, ID: 31f552
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> The creature lurches back slightly, the shot threatening before making it's jump down off the roof. The creature's full form is shown, and it is near exactly the alien feared in classic horror movies. Landing on all fours, the 'thing' stands taller than a man could dream, a tail whipping and flickering about twice it's length and could be a weapon itself. The shadow creature makes no attempt to approach the Asian man, instead watching the gun in his hand.
Post number #157999, ID: c2c84f
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"Uheee~" >Man in glasses doesn't seem to be all that much intimidated by the creature, still keeping his lazy, soft tone of the voice. "You're tall alright, eh?" >He carefully moved his left, unarmed hand, and pressed a small button on his trouser's belt. Seemingly nothing happened, but in the skies to the west a couple spotlights lit up.
Post number #158003, ID: 31f552
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> The creature clicks at him, seemingly a throat sound, before looking to the spotlights, ready to move if attacked.
Post number #158007, ID: f7f3ad
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"W-What's going on? D-Did you find it?" > The man tries to look through the doorway, unable because of his position on the couch.
Post number #158013, ID: c2c84f
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>Asian man uses this opening to casually close the door he is standing at.
Post number #158015, ID: c2c84f
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"Oh I found it alright, heh." >Man in glasses replied, making a couple steps back from the door.
Post number #158028, ID: f7f3ad
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> He stands and looks out to see his stalker. Watching for no more than a few seconds, he sits back down into his seat, staring at tbe table processing the alien like creature. "O-Oh."
Post number #158035, ID: c2c84f
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"Ma~ don't let the size intimidate you too much. It still doesn't seem to inclined to get shot, which means it can be hurt." >Asian man casually reassured the man. "By the way, if I were you, I'd get under the table."
Post number #158036, ID: f7f3ad
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> The nervous man takes little to no time taking his recommendations, getting under the coffee table. He can feel his nausua wanting to kick in. He'll grab his pills after it's all over.
Post number #158038, ID: 31f552
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> Spotting the open door, the Creature returns to all fours, attempting to walk itself past the man, and inside the doorway without a problem.
Post number #158042, ID: c2c84f
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(I >>158013 closed it, tho?)
Post number #158043, ID: 31f552
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>>158042 (I'm more blind than people say I am, I would like to retcon and replace >>158038) > The creature keeps it's focus on the lights, standing straight up, but not as stiff as it looks.
Post number #158047, ID: c2c84f
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>Meanwhile phone starts ringing in the asian man's jacket. He takes it out, his eyes still on the door. "Allo~ Aha, Rikky~ Long time. M~? Ah, you see, I'm in a bit of a *sticky* situation here at the moment~..."
Post number #158051, ID: 31f552
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> With the man's part occupation, the creature now becomes less on edge, starting to draw closer. It does so slowly, not wanting to provoke him, but aiming it's way back towards the house.
Post number #158055, ID: c2c84f
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"...De~, I'd love to have a couple good men over here~ Ma~ I have a feeling that you might~ have to collect me piece by piece if this keeps~ up..."
Post number #158060, ID: 31f552
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> The creature makes it's way in front of the door and stops, facing the Asian man, it wraps it's tail around the handle, but leans in and gets rather close to the man, Is it smelling him, or doing something else? Eyes cannot be spotted on it's head, rather a shiny thick black with no sort of hair or fur,
Post number #158063, ID: c2c84f
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"Aha~, thats about it. Hope to see you soon~ Bye~" >Man in glasses tapped on his phone and put it away. "Oya~ liking my perfume?"
Post number #158066, ID: 31f552
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> The creature begins clicking again, no hostility comes from posture, or behavior. At the mention of perfume, it pulls back and opens the door with it's tail, scouting out a warm area inside the house, to avoid the cold rain outside.
Post number #158076, ID: cee095
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> Upon seeing the feet of the alien, the man tenses up and lets off a quiet sqeal. He becomes slightly red from all the tensing, and tries not to move under the low table.
Post number #158077, ID: c2c84f
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>Asian man, still absolutely relaxed, moves backwards inside the house, his pistol not moving away from the creature even for a split second. "Maybe~ I really should have brought an umbrella, eh?"
Post number #158079, ID: cee095
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"Maybe a bigger gun, too? Why aren't you doing somethiiing..." > His voice is stressed like a whisper, he looks up to the asian man from under the table.
Post number #158080, ID: 31f552
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> Although able to smell the fear exploding from the man, the creature ignores him and switches it's internal view. It's ability of thermal vision sets it's sights on the couch, presumably the warmest place since the man was sitting on it not too long ago.
Post number #158092, ID: c2c84f
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"You see~, as I already told you~ Not everything that looks~ intimidating, intimidating actually is~" >Asian man continues to casually walk backwards, reaching the table the other man hides underneath. "Demo~ I did call a bigger gun just in case~"
Post number #158099, ID: f7f3ad
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> The man peers out, watching it investigate the couch. Seeing it's interest he does relax some, looking up to the Asian man. "Oh. Uh, I see. I-I see.." > He continues watching the creature.
Post number #158105, ID: 31f552
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> Finding no idea how to actually use the couch, the creature winds up standing behind it. It begins it's clicking, stretching it's jaw out in a sort of yawn to allow the sound to get louder. Three rows of teeth for the top set, and three rows of teeth for the bottom. The creature is far more menacing than it acts. Along with it's clicking is accompanied with a soft, screeching. A call, perhaps?
Post number #158124, ID: f7f3ad
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"What's.. What's it doing now?" > The noise startles the man lightly.
Post number #158144, ID: c2c84f
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"Ma~, crying maybe? It looks~ like a pet to me~" >Asian man said with a calm smile, completely genuine this time. "I would~ have patted it, if I wasn't sure~ it more than capable of ripping me in half~"
Post number #158145, ID: c2c84f
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>Outside an aggressive-looking, compact back hovercraft starts descending, flying just above the houses. It turns on spotlights, as it glides through the air. >After a bit, rumble from its engines can be heard inside the house.
Post number #158148, ID: 096f62
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> The creature turns it's head to the direction of the sound. it itself halting it's own noise. The creature shuts it's jaw and watches the hovercraft's engine heat through the walls.
Post number #158150, ID: d518da
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Post number #158151, ID: f7f3ad
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"Uh... Is that your big gun?"
Post number #158153, ID: c2c84f
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"Ararara~ it might be too big~" >Phone in asian man's jacket comes to life once more, but this time it's vibrating. He took it out. "Hallo~ Ara~ copy that, this~ is Lizard~ Oya~ negative~ Sooooorry~ See you, D~" >He put his phone back down and pushed his glasses once again. "Rikky friend sent a gun too big~ And it doesn't look like we need it anyway~" >He let out a sigh "Everyone will be angry at me again~"
Post number #158154, ID: c2c84f
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>Meanwhile the hovercraft outside turned its spotlights off and flew away, speeding up.
Post number #159174, ID: 53c4ae
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Post number #159983, ID: a87e47
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Post number #160307, ID: d6a897
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(Terribly sorry about that super long delay) > The creature, looking to the Asian man, seems satisfied in it's search for comfort and lowers it's head. From standing, it bends over enough to show a small etching in the skull. Unreadable in the lighting. It investigates the area before making more hissing sounds, along with the screetching.
Post number #161005, ID: 44c193
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Post number #161434, ID: 44c193
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"Mmm~" >Man in glasses let out, his voice first time sounding slightly confusing. "Ma~, — >he turned to the other man, — how about we think about it by another~ cup of tea? Maybe even make one for our~ guest, eh?"
Post number #162680, ID: 04b507
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Post number #163619, ID: 31f552
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"O-Oh?" > The man sighs and makes his way out from underneath the table. He gets situated before returning to the kitchen, still scrambled on the situation.
Post number #163911, ID: a13910
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"De~ if you have any leftover~ food, maybe we can try~ feeding this... uhh~... guest" >Asian man continued, and cautiously lowered his weapon.
Post number #163925, ID: 31f552
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> He does so quickly, coming back shortly with three cups of tea, one for each, and leftover hamburger meat from home made food from earlier. He sets it down seperately. "Here you go..."
Post number #164827, ID: 87f11e
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>>163925 The creature simply stares at the food, taking no interest at the man lowering his weapon. It seems to be.. analyzing?
Post number #165890, ID: f800b2
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| > Rain pours over the darkened street, a single street lamp on the corner is not enough to illuminate the happenings ineide of the brick housing. The man sits alone, waiting in his living room with a sharpened kitchen knife.