A Shadowy Cabal (Mod Acct) (
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multiversallogs2012-09-19 12:50 pm
Entry tags:
- @ bonetown,
- @ brock marsh,
- @ canker wedge,
- @ chimer,
- @ echomire,
- @ flyside,
- @ gallmarch,
- @ syriac well,
- antonin dolohov,
- clarice "blink" ferguson,
- dren ku / jacob caine,
- gaius baltar,
- gina inviere,
- hal yorke,
- hasibe ozcelik,
- ilde decima,
- irene adler,
- jae-hyun kim,
- james t. kirk,
- jason todd,
- john mitchell,
- lena duchannes,
- penelope lane,
- rachel conway,
- rodolphus lestrange,
- severus snape α,
- the rani,
- thor odinson,
- tom mcnair,
- { bruce wayne,
- } don draper
( open ) liberate your sons and daughters the bush is high but in the hole there's water
Who: Everyone!
What: Events around the city, any time.
Where: Everywhere in Baedal.
When: Whenever you’d like.
Notes:
- Behold, your all-purpose open game log. There are a couple pre-written starters to help you generate new and open CR, and you may also use this post to start your own group activities or planned threads. GO WILD!
- No one is late to this post. You may use it forever.
- The companion thread for this post is right here!
- DON'T THINK TOO HARD ABOUT IT JUST RP.
- Helpful links: Neighbourhoods, City Map.
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Warnings: Zombie horrors in the appropriately titled ZOMBIES! thread, otherwise TBA. Please put warnings in subject lines of your comments if content warrants one.

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The gentleman being hauled from the back of a cart, in one of the less monitored entrances to Bonetown, has been found lacking. Mitchell tells the other day-walking cruorovores to keep a look out while he drags him along the street himself, certain he's not about to catch anything, any time soon. "I don't think you'll be trying to pull a fast one after this," he says to the bound and gagged man. "It's a shame you had to find out the hard way."
He's dumped in a quiet area, and a bag of blood --one of many that he'd tried to sell-- is poured over him. Mitchell even goes so far as to remove the gag, pinch his nose, and let the last trickle run down the captured man's throat.
"And if that doesn't do the trick, I'm sure someone will be along in a minute." The gag is put back in place and Mitchell slaps the man's cheek with a broad, unfriendly smile. He leaves him to his muzzled pleading, heading back in the direction he came from.