Thirty-Sixth Message [Video | Sheet of Paper | Forward-Timed to Later Afternoon]

[scramasax]

( Cut for un-pretty mental images. )

[Video]

[radiantchicken]

In light of recent events, I think it might be wise for me to test a few items I've obtained over the past few months. Initially, I'd resisted using them until I absolutely had to because they had a limited charge, but now it would seem that I have the charger. I'll be able to reuse them.

[Torin strokes his moustache thoughtfully before continuing.]

Would anyone care to join me in testing a few things? I am not quite sure where would be best to set up--a firing range would be ideal, but possibly a bit too open for our purposes. I don't think this should involve anything too flashy, but...

[He produces his GigaGaburevolver to show off some of what he'll be testing.]

It would still be best if this were tested outdoors.

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[drama8om8]

[ Octavia is, as usual, sitting on her huge-ass pile of treasure. She's also sporting fangs and a pair of glasses with one lens blacked out like an eyepatch, thanks to her losing an eye during CRAB BATTLE. Arr, mateys. ]

First person to make jokes about my depth perception, call me cyclops or otherwise mock my heroic war wound gets mind controlled into licking the floor of the nearest public bathroom, just eff why eye. I am talking business! So I am cutting that shit off before it starts.

[ SO THERE. ]

So. The unpronounceable German place is oooooooobviously going to come with its own hugeass pink bad guy. A duck or whatever, I guess. And we are going to spend forever twiddling our collective thumbs until it pops out one day and surprises us like some kind of asshole! Right?

WRONG.

[ And she slides dramatically down the treasure pile. But leaves her laptop behind and has to fly back up and grab it. NOBODY SAW THAT OKAY ]

I recently got back memories of being really super great at finding enormous bad guys with very little to go on. The best at it! So tomorrow I am heading for Germany to go find the giant goose monster and kick the shit out of it. And then I will spend the evening being fucking awesome. Anybody whose age ends in -teen should totally join me! Because. Like I said. Awesome. It'll be like a camping party, only way less lame.

[ There's a tiny thoughtful pause before she adds: ]

Say, did you know the legal drinking age in Germany is just sixteen?

43rd Howl | Full Moon [CLOSED]

[professorwolf]

Who: Randall/Randolph Lyall, Nick Burkhardt, and Hajime Aikawa
When: October 9, full moon night
Where: Lyall's house
What: First full moon since the strength change....

By now, with all the intentional changes he'd gone through, Lyall had at least learned to stop screaming when the full moon change hit him. He had some pride. But for the full moon changes, he no longer had any control over the noises he made by about halfway through the change, the human part of his mind gone. It made it easy for the people on the other side of the door to tell when he was done changing, at least, since the howling and crying turned into panting and slow recovering whines, as the last of his bones finally finished healing up.

Hajime and Nick had half an hour of peace before the wolf was healed up enough to register their scent, and the growls started. They had an hour after that before his full strength returned, and he started attacking the door: claws first, which had the effect of rattling the door violently and making a horrible scratching sound, louder than previous months' attempts. Then, when that didn't get the barrier out of the way, a sickening, deafening thud that shook the whole wall.

The door frame started to crack on the second hit.