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poly_chromatic2012-02-24 03:35 am
worldofourown) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-02-24 03:35 am
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004 - And I, Infintesimal Being - [Accidental Video]
[The feed snaps on to a dark, dingy room. Rain pours outside, drumming against the walls. A bright jab of lightning brings up the interior all stark white in black shadows. Like in a horror movie.]
[Karl lies bonelessly in a makeshift bathtub, filled to the rim with rainwater. In the gloom, his skin is cadaver-white, long black hair tumbling over the tub's rim. To an observer, he seems asleep. Except he's simply lost in exhausted thought. Daydreaming.]
[Another lightning-flash. A dark trail is visible on the floor. Something stirring and glistening. A dull 'squelch' blends with the rainfall.]
[More lightning strikes. And the entire room is lit in electric white. It reveals a disturbing scene. Slugs. Dozens of slugs on the floor. Slithering, oozing. A few have crawled unnoticed up the tub, sticking to its round edge, curling around the rim. One lands with a plop in the water.]
[Karl's eyes snap open.]
[Cursing, he jerks up, water sloshing around him - just as the lightning-flash ebbs. In the sudden blackness, there is a scream.]
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?
[Splattering water. Frantic movement. Someone is scrambling from the tub. The noise is accompanied by a stream of obscenities, and violent splat-splat-splats. The slugs are evidently being trampled to death. Then, a spark, a flash of yellow flame - and disgusting sizzling noises. Someone just struck a match to his unwanted guests.]
[In the flickering glow, Karl is seen. Dripping wet, wrapped hastily in a towel and huddled over the flambéed slugs. His eyes glow red, white fangs bared.]
Damn this! Can't a man even get a wash in this worthless City?
[He strikes another match. Sets yet another slug on fire. Crackle. Hiss. Enjoy the show, folks.]
[OOC: Poor Karl. First eaten by a sandworm, and now beleagured by slugs. Feel free topester him cheer him up. He's had a tiresome week :)b]
[Karl lies bonelessly in a makeshift bathtub, filled to the rim with rainwater. In the gloom, his skin is cadaver-white, long black hair tumbling over the tub's rim. To an observer, he seems asleep. Except he's simply lost in exhausted thought. Daydreaming.]
[Another lightning-flash. A dark trail is visible on the floor. Something stirring and glistening. A dull 'squelch' blends with the rainfall.]
[More lightning strikes. And the entire room is lit in electric white. It reveals a disturbing scene. Slugs. Dozens of slugs on the floor. Slithering, oozing. A few have crawled unnoticed up the tub, sticking to its round edge, curling around the rim. One lands with a plop in the water.]
[Karl's eyes snap open.]
[Cursing, he jerks up, water sloshing around him - just as the lightning-flash ebbs. In the sudden blackness, there is a scream.]
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?
[Splattering water. Frantic movement. Someone is scrambling from the tub. The noise is accompanied by a stream of obscenities, and violent splat-splat-splats. The slugs are evidently being trampled to death. Then, a spark, a flash of yellow flame - and disgusting sizzling noises. Someone just struck a match to his unwanted guests.]
[In the flickering glow, Karl is seen. Dripping wet, wrapped hastily in a towel and huddled over the flambéed slugs. His eyes glow red, white fangs bared.]
Damn this! Can't a man even get a wash in this worthless City?
[He strikes another match. Sets yet another slug on fire. Crackle. Hiss. Enjoy the show, folks.]
[OOC: Poor Karl. First eaten by a sandworm, and now beleagured by slugs. Feel free to
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