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Realistic or Modern Feast of Decay

Characters
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Mikkel Jørgensen
LOCATION
Plane wreckage
INTERACTIONS
methoxetamine methoxetamine and everyone in the vicinity
Though the creature did not flee when confronted by the light, at least it had granted them an opportunity to see its true appearance.

But perhaps it would have been better if they hadn't.

It was hard to describe what Mikkel was looking at. Through the windows, it looked like a shadow, a contorted face hidden beneath the tatters of a veil—or was it hair?—and hollow eyes glaring back, each one punctuated by a faint, unearthly glow, like something dredged from the depths of a horror movie or video game. The guttural screech that erupted from it clawed at his eardrums, forcing Mikkel to squeeze his eyes shut and press his hands over his ears, hissing as the piercing sound. It was not an animal, that much was already clear. But could that be considered human?

Unfortunately, his worst fears had come to life. With a sickening crash, the creature burst through the window, jagged glass scattering as it seized the boisterous girl, pulling her with considerable strength towards the window. Of course—bright light had only provoked it; this thing was a predator. His fingers trembled as he tapped frantically at his phone, trying to kill the flashlight. Think, think, think. What would your team do in a situation like this? Think.

Mikkel sprang into action the moment Arvel swung his luggage at the creature and Yufan wrestled to restrain it. The woman’s warning had barely left her mouth when he darted to the window, yanking off his jacket in a rush—it was the only thing at hand that could cover it. Without a second thought, he tossed his phone onto a nearby seat to free his hands. Positioning himself at the edge of the window, Mikkel stretched out his arms to drape his jacket over it, trying to block the thing's line of sight.

In that split second, countless thoughts passed through his head. Where was his bag? An insulated jacket would have been so much better. Thankfully this one was of good enough quality, no light would pass through. He should get someone to hold one side and create some distance, he was too vulnerable like this. Wasn't a piece of cloth too thin? It had even shattered through a window panel, was this going to work? This thing was quite intelligent, would it leave just like that? Would it be satisfied?

Mikkel even half-expected those elongated fingers to tear right through the jacket, reaching blindly for anything it could grab with its free hand besides the girl.

...

It's trying to take one of us, isn't it?

The more his heartbeat thundered in his chest, the more his face grew eerily calm. Curiously enough, at this moment, no particular thoughts came to mind. Mikkel exhaled softly, a chill spreading through his body, and turned to Yufan, who was undoubtedly doing her hardest to save the younger woman while holding onto the creature. His gaze settled on her face, and with the composure of someone who was taking a walk in the park, he spoke, tone naturally persuasive, "Let go."

The window was uncovered and the jacket thrown right at the creature's uncanny face. As soon as the fabric obscured the two glowing pricks, the man braced himself, muscles tensing, then hurled his entire body weight forward, lunging right at it.

  • Mikkel Jørgensen
    HP 5/5
    SP 4/5
    CP 0%
    Statuses: [Watched]
    Starting item: --
    Inventory:
    01. A5 sketchbook and pen
    02. Noise-cancelling headphones
    03. Binoculars
    04. Leather gloves
    05. Mobile phone
    06. Powerbank
    07. Sunglasses
    08. Black insulated jacket
code by @Nano
 
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  • Maeve Elizabeth-Camellia d'Entremont
    HP 4/4
    SP 4/6
    CP 0%
    statuses: WATCHED
    starting item: n/a
    Inventory:
    ♡cane
    ♡phone(brand new)
    ♡solar-based portable charger(cord and plug included!)
    ♡roll of colourful kinesiology tape
    ♡prescription pain medication + T patches
    ♡black card
    ♡snack bag of VEGAN CRUELTY-FREE NON-GMO ZERO TRANS FAT LOW SODIUM GRASS FED dehydrated banana pieces
    ♡passport


"Hello? Are you even listening to me?! As a representative of this airline, you have a reputation to-" Maeve's rant continued at Arvel despite the other's attempt to block out the noise of their voice. The only thing that managed to stop Maeve's whining was the deafening scream that pierced the air. Maeve's hands rushed to cover their ears, cringing from the noise.

"What the actual fuck was that!" They screeched shortly after the sound died, letting out a yelp at the creature's hand, grasping onto Sara. "What the fuck is that thing?! Some freak animal? Where the fuck are we?!" Maeve began to explain loudly, eyes flicking around the plane desperately, "Someone help her! That thing is going to eat her!" They ordered at the others despite the fact that they were already attempting to do so.

their onslaught of orders were cut off by Yufan telling them to shut up, "I'm sorry, am I not acting calm enough for you? In case you haven't noticed we are literally being attacked by some freak animal thing!" They yelled back as they gripped their cane tightly. Their stomach curled painfully, a deep sense of dread filling him at the impending doom.

Maeve wanted to do nothing more than run and leave the rest of them behind; they had no great moral calling to stay. No, instead, the thing that kept them from fleeing was the fact that he could not run. Even if there was enough clearing with the beast attacking Sara to run, Maeve was incapable. Instead, he was stuck with this group for better and for worse.

they needed to survive this, and groups did have some benefit, even if it was just for a meat shield or sacrifice down the road. They couldn't stay on this plane forever, and it was in Maeve's best interest to make sure that when that time does come, it isn't in a sprint. Everyone knows that you just have to outrun one person to survive a chase... maybe if someone else ended up slower than him.

interactions | Juju Juju Solirus Solirus methoxetamine methoxetamine
mentions | AriAriAbabwa AriAriAbabwa Theasuke Theasuke
 
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“Tabarnak!” Glasses cried out as her arm was taken hostage and manhandled by Janna. Her shoulders tensed up and once she was freed, she rubbed her arm. She seemed rather upset, at least until an apology was made. Looking a little nervous herself, she shook her head, “Eh, don’t mention it.”

It was then that Billie pitched her suggestion for a little bit of arson.

“Creating a fire? You can’t be serious. What if we start a forest fire?” Glasses spoke, eyes wide and fearful as she glanced in the direction of the plane. Then again, maybe a good fire was what this place needed.

“Come on, we have to stick together!” the blonde teen urged them all. The unanimous vote seemed to have given him a bit of confidence as he walked after the British woman. “The more people, the better our chances of finding help!”

Glasses was reluctant at first, but seemed to take some [inspiration] from Billie’s encouragement to stay as a group. She also seemed to be put in a foul mood at the mention of the ‘other two’. “They’ll be fine. Let’s help the survivors.”

With that, Glasses and Blondie followed the British 'Angel' towards the plane.

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AriAriAbabwa AriAriAbabwa seasonedcat seasonedcat Solirus Solirus methoxetamine methoxetamine
The creature gripped Sara’s arm tightly, each long nail serving as an anchor in her flesh. Despite her struggles, it seemed she lacked the [strength] required to break free of its hold. Though, what one might lack alone was made up by cooperation.

Yufan, being the closest to Sara, managed to grab the creature’s wrist. She could feel its cold, clammy skin against her palm, as well as the lanky muscles beneath. It was rubbery, like hard plastic, yet somehow malleable enough that her elbow strike did nothing to dislodge the creature’s grasp. It did seem to prevent Sara being pulled through the window, however.

With the creature stuck in place, Arvel had a clear shot for his upcoming assault. His luggage served as an impromptu blunt weapon, striking at the creature’s face, which by now leaned through the window. Arvel’s bag smashed against the creature’s shrunken nose, causing the creature to shriek in pain and reel back, beady eyes squinting shut.

The creature’s grip on Sara’s arm loosened, giving her enough wiggle room to finally pull herself free. Blood dripped from the cuts left behind by its claws, but it was a lot better than what could have happened.

Yufan could tell at a glance that the wound wasn’t deep enough to be a serious bleeding concern. Infection was still on the table, and perhaps a host of supernatural considerations.

Noticing that its prey had escaped it, the creature gripped the plane window with both hands and began to force its way through. Grey, shrivelled flesh contorted as the lanky figure began to crawl inside. Now that more of the creature had been revealed, the less human aspects of it were easier to see. First and foremost was the elongated neck, an exaggerated proportion that was shared with its freakishly long arms. It put these to good use as it reached forward to grab Sara yet again.

The creature was about halfway through the window, twisted fingers inches from Sara, when Mikkel made his daring, and utterly selfish charge. His jacket successfully blinded the monster, and while it struggled to pull away the fabric, he made his move. With all his weight and effort behind it, the geologist smashed against the creature with enough force that its head twisted unnaturally to the side.

For any natural being, this might have meant a broken neck, but it was resoundingly clear that this creature was anything but natural. A spindly finger tore away the jacket, revealing a face that was somehow more contorted than before. Grey, wrinkled skin was stretched impossibly thin across the near-human skull, and as if abandoning all efforts of mimicry, the creature’s jaw unhinged. The black void of its mouth parted to reveal a set of needle-thin teeth, each curved and coloured a black ivory.

There was a hiss, a cry of pain, and the snap of bone as the creature’s jaw clamped down on Mikkel’s clavicle. Scuttling back, the creature slithered out of the plane window, dragging the flailing Mikkel with it. Through sheer desperation he managed to grip part of the plane window, struggling against the creature that now dragged him by the neck.

Mikkel's efforts granted him a few seconds of resistance before the man was pulled through the plane window and out into the darkness. Blood gleamed along the edges of the window, staining its frame of white plastic and broken glass. Footsteps pattered away into the darkness, leaving behind an eerie peace.

Mikkel has been removed from the feast!
(Thank you @ Theasuke for participating!)
(Note to all reading this; this was not a random death. Thea had to leave the rp and we worked out a way to take Mikkel out of the picture!)

Arvel, Sara, Maeve and Yufan take -1 Sanity.
Farrah and Fraser take -2 sanity. They seem to be panicking.
Arvel, Sara, Maeve and Yufan have lost [Watched] status.
Arvel and Sara feel a lingering unease in the air.

“Hey everyone! This way!” shouted a voice from outside the plane. She had her phone’s flashlight on, walking through the wreckage towards the cabin.

Behind her were a girl with glasses, a blonde teen, Billie and Janna. Farther in the distance, the glowing light remained as beckoning as ever, diluted somewhat behind the fog and trees.

Farrah and Fraser exited the plane, joining with the group.
 
  • Billie
    HP 5/5
    SP 5/5
    CP 0%
    Statuses: Watched - Being observed. Unable to hide.
    Starting item:
    Inventory:     Fanny Pack
    Tamagotchi (dead)
    Medicine (pills)
    2x Deluxe personal cassette player (each contains a mixtape)
    Note from mom

Location: Now by everyone yay friendship also the plane crash.
Interactions: Janna Colorless Spectrum Colorless Spectrum NPC's Juju Juju and anyone who hears Billie's introduction
“If we practice good fire safety I doubt we would start a forest fire. Like if we used part of the plane to contain it,” Billie said once the group started off.

She rubbed her eyes to wipe away the last of her tears. It seemed that Glasses and her had different ideas of what starting a fire meant. Maybe she was into burning stuff?

“If we somehow did start one, I’m sure it would draw attention to our location for rescue.”

Billie loved the earth like symbolically so like not the captain planet guy. Blue with green hair was not her type. It was just that her love of you know being alive was greater so…

While it was nice Janna apologized her actions had consequences so Billie was going to sulk a bit longer before accepting any apology. Given how she immediately violated Glasses’s personal space Janna would need to make more of them so Billie might as well save time by accepting them all at once later on.

She did stick close to Janna as they made their way to the source of the scary sound as way of signaling things were cool between them.

Billie didn’t know what to think yet of anyone but she did know that cell phones seemed useful. Maybe she should get one when she returned home to use as a flash light too.

Glasses used some Quebec French profanity, like the fuck. Blonde seemed to go with the flow like herself if not more eager in their commitment one a decision was made. British angle was British and quick to act. It felt like they had come across some teens from a young adult fiction book like the pinnacle of literature My Immortal.

Billie didn’t know what to think about the other people mentioned but it was mostly because by this point in their trip back she didn’t really have much brain power to think through her brain fog caused by...well the entire situation but mostly having sprinted about and being clearly behind on her meds.

Also, people!

She only really took in the fact people were there and whatever animal was not. She should say something...so projecting a level of normalcy that would rebuke even the strongest of goths Billie blurted out,

“Hi, I’m Billie.”
 
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  • Arvel Orson
    HP 5/5
    SP 4/6
    CP 0%
    Statuses:
    - [Ringing Ears] -- Temporarily reduced hearing.

    Starting item: ...

    Inventory: winter jacket, spare clothes, disposable lighter, toothbrush, hand sanitizer, sleeping bag, hiking watch, camping flashlight.


Arvel Orson
​
Arvel felt an odd satisfaction as his luggage connected with the face of the creature. He felt the force travel up his arms and into the very core of his being. It felt good. When the creature released Sarah from its grasp, Arvel felt a wave of relief, along the others that came in to help the girl out.

Only when all had been accounted for did Mikkel charge in, wrapping his jacket over the monster. He's being far too aggressive. Arvel thought as he heard the thing's neck snap, a lethal blow for any normal creature, but this thing isn't normal.

He watched in shock as the creature removed any form of mimicry it had, unhinging its horrible jaw and clamping down on Mikkel. A part of him wanted to rush in again, to smash his luggage against the creature, but he knew that wouldn't work as well is it did last time. That first hit was luck, next time I won't be as lucky...

The creature left, dragging the doomed Mikkel along with it. This is all wrong, this shouldn't be happening, Arvel thought, feeling his heart pounding against his chest, wanting to leave this nightmare. But it is happening, and we can't ignore it, or we die. He replied to himself, calming down once more.

The sensation of being watched faded, but he still felt unease in the air and quickly backed away from the plane. His ears still rang, but he could feel them slowly recovering, an upside along the many that still appeared alive. Though, the dent in his luggage proved a concerning outcome. We need to find a way to protect ourselves from these things... let's hope we find something. Arvel hoped as he inspected his surroundings, looking for the remaining survivors, "We need to move, now." Arvel spoke before heading towards where he'd originally heard the chatter of other survivors. The more people we have, the better our chances of survival.
 

  • Yufan "Yvonne" Lu
    HP 5/5
    SP 3/5
    CP 0%
    Statuses:
    Starting item: N/A
    Inventory (Carry-on Shoulder Bag):
    Glitched Phone
    Wallet
    Power bank
    Eye mask
    Wireless earbuds
    Cigarette pack
    Lighter
    [Free slot]
    Interactions: Juju Juju galvanismgal galvanismgal AriAriAbabwa AriAriAbabwa Solirus Solirus seasonedcat seasonedcat
    audience: Witherbrine26 Witherbrine26 dreamthieves dreamthieves

Y’know. It was at this point Yufan was very glad she didn’t have kids. Perhaps she was judging Maeve a little too harshly—especially considering the fact they were one, not a child, and two, Yufan didn’t know them at all—but she was quickly finding his panic a little too grating on the ears. She gritted her teeth as Maeve ordered them around. Yufan turned her head back to face Maeve, not amused with their orders. “I’ve noticed! What do you think I’m doing!?” She sighed, lowering her own voice, “Listen, I’m not ordering you around because you already are disabled, I am not expecting you to do anything that will hurt you. But yelling lik—” And then Yufan stumbled back, with Sara’s arm still in her grasp. She looked down, not planning on continuing her sentence towards Maeve.

Once she let go of the creature, Yufan instinctively rubbed her hand on her jacket, not a fan of the texture of the creature’s skin. It felt dead. Not quite decayed, but dead. Regardless, Sara was free, at least for now. With a quick look, Yufan sighed in relief. Sara wasn’t seriously hurt. “Okay, it's a light gash. Yo’re not going to bleed to death. I’d offer to stitch it up, but we do not have th—” Okay, she would like to finish one of her sentences. She angled her head to look at the creature as it began climbing through the window. “Fuck,” Quickly, Yufan wrapped her arms around Sara’s shoulders, dragging her back from the window and away from the creature’s lanky arms.

And then Mikkel threw himself at it.

Yufan could only stare in what could be a mixture of awe and distraught as Mikkel tackled it. Initially, she was glad to hear the sound of its neck snapping, potentially saving the group from its predatory(?) nature. But then it kept moving. Her face quickly twisted to a more devastated expression as she could only watch the creature unhinge its jaw and bite down on Mikkel, breaking the long-haired man’s collarbone and dragging him out.

Yufan stared.

At the endless expanse of darkness.

At the blood staining the white plastic walls and the broken glass.

Sara might have noticed Yufan gripping her arm a little tighter now. Yufan was unnerved, yes. That thing was not some animal, but instead some inhumane creature. Sure, she was far from a zoologist, but even in all her years of being alive, not a single animal she knew acted like that. “Shit,” She muttered under her breath, unable to tear her gaze away from the window. That was until she heard another voice; turning her head immediately to make sure there wasn’t another threat.

She heard someone call out to them.

Yufan glanced in the general direction of the voice, spotting a flashlight instead. Squinting her eyes, Yufan let go of Sara, now using it to shield against the bright light. “Are... Are you actual people?” She asked, wary of whatever else she saw that wasn’t her immediate group upon waking up. “Sorry, give us... a bit. One of us... died to... something? I’m still processing the entire thing...” Yufan then glanced at the rest of the group; Sara and Maeve. “Okay, lets... Let's follow them. They seem real enough...” Her gaze flickered down to Sara’s wound. “Don’t let that touch anything, we’ll wash it with water or alcohol and bandage it up if we can find any.” Yufan nodded at Sara before following Arvel, Fraser and Farrah out of the plane, joining up with the group. Then Billie introduced herself. Yufan blinked down at the girl, not expecting such an abrupt introduction.

“Uh, Yufan.”
 
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  • Janna Kang
    HP 6/6
    SP 5/5
    CP 0%

    Interaction: galvanismgal galvanismgal Juju Juju methoxetamine methoxetamine AriAriAbabwa AriAriAbabwa
    Mention: seasonedcat seasonedcat Solirus Solirus
    Location: Outside of the Plane


    Statuses: Watched - Being observed. Unable to hide.
    Starting item:
    Inventory: (String Bag)
    Cigarette Pack
    MP3 Player
    Empty Water Bottle
    Wallet
    Phone
    Perfume
    Fidget Toy
    Gameboy Advance



Janna Kang​
Janna found herself wondering what Glasses meant. She felt the mood shift and decided not to ask any further. She lagged behind the group, pacing herself as she followed quietly. She felt reassured to be with other people, unlike earlier. Everything that was happening still felt surreal, it was more akin to those old horror films. Not that it mattered. This was real, evident enough from the pain of the bruises that she felt all over her body. Evident from the pounding of her heart.

"Everyone! This way!" She heard Angel shout toward the wrecked cabin. Janna could see forms, figures. Possibly the many others she had missed earlier.

"Is everyone okay? We heard a really loud noise." Janna asked as she took her last step into the scene. Her eyes scanned their surroundings and noticed the light peaking through one of the seats. "Yes... we are actual people. I'm sorry to hear about your friend-" Janna wanted to ask more but it didn't feel right to ask. Not at the moment at least.

When she heard Billie introduce herself, Janna closed her eyes for a moment to keep her face still. It was certainly not the time for introduction but it felt like it broke the tension that was surrounding them, even by just a bit. "Billie, there's a light by the seat in the cabin. It could be a flashlight or something useful. Can you go grab it?"

Janna then turned her attention to "Yufan" and her companion. "That..." She reached for her bag to look for anything that might help. "Sorry, I don't have anything to help with your wound, not even water to help clean it." She felt useless, a constant feeling that hung over her whenever she lacked at work. People loved to point that out about her, even her family. "We should gather with the others, I only woke up minutes ago but I think they've been awake a lot longer."

 


  • Sara Boyle
    HP 4/5
    SP 3/5
    CP 0%
    Statuses:
    Starting item:
    Inventory:
    ☆ Glitched phone
    ☆ Power bank


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"Ow, ow, ow!" Sara finally stumbled free thanks to everyone's efforts. She recoiled awkwardly in Yufan's grasp, clutching her bleeding arm and her phone; the most important things right now. She watched in both horror and awe as the monster found another victim: the selfless Mikkel. Sara could have helped. Could have rose and grabbed the poor guy. Maybe she was too scared to do so. Or maybe... she focused on aiming her glitched phone at the scene in the off-chance it was still recording. It's not like anyone ever got in trouble for filming a dead body before. "I got the W, chat..." she said weakly.

In the meantime, she froze up. None of this made sense, and her brain could not handle any of it. More people had arrived, plans were being made, and their chances of survival was dawning on her. Sara was scared. And she expressed it the only way she knew how. "OMG Jesus! What's poppin' in this joint, fam? Is that a wendigo or nah? I’ve seen that in a game, for real!" She laughed a forced, nervous laughter.

Sara nodded to her helpers, wincing as her arm dripped and pulsated. "For real, for real, I'm chillin' kinda? Thanks Yufan, no cap." Then she looked at Janna and Billie, forcing another laugh at the lack of supplies. "That's a fat L for me... But you said more homies survived? That's some sigma gigachad vibes right there. We gotta link up, just in case that freak rolls back to unalive us. On god, I'm shook..."
 
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