Session Start: Thu Feb 24 16:46:00 2011
Session Ident: #DeadScreen
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[16:46] <MrMicheals> ))Logging is on. Please begin.
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03[16:47] * redgirldeadgirl is now known as Lia
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06[16:50] * Kia_Ardell having realized something, quickly dropped the instrument from its proper place.  It's amazing the thing hadn't broken yet.  "Actually... the whole building's pretty stuffy, before we go that route lemme take care of this."  Plenty of zipping and unbuttoning sounds later, about a third of the total layers of coats on the skin cancer-paranoid girl's body..
[16:51] <Kia_Ardell> ... were meeting their new home on the floor.  What was left looked plenty more fashionable and much more fitting to her status as a "popular clique" member, as well as clearly made it easy for her to move around in.  Satisfied, the still-heavy guitar was once again slung over her shoulder.  "Alright, let's get outta here."
06[16:51] * Iska_Clarke cocks an eyebrow at this.  "That's kinda overkill for the weather, isn't it?"
[16:52] <Elsa_Cisneros> Whooo! Take it aaaaaaallllllllllllll off~!
06[16:52] * Lia looks around nervously from her twin to the others in their 'expedition team', "Ok, we all got rid of our electronic stuff, right?"
06[16:53] * Kia_Ardell smirked.  "Far as I care there is no weather to be afraid of anymore.  More comfy this way, anyway."
[16:53] <Elsa_Cisneros> Baby, you and me? We can make all the fucking weather you don't want go away if you take a couple more coats off.
06[16:53] * Elsa_Cisneros smirks like a smirking smirky person
06[16:54] * Kia_Ardell threw a playful punch... with full force into Elsa's stomach.  The smile on her face was bigger than ever as she turned and SLAMMED the door open, ready as ever to get this over with.
06[16:54] * Iska_Clarke nods at first, but then... "Hold on, wait," she mutters, pulling a small device from her pocket.  "You don't think this...thing...can get through calculators, do you?"
[16:55] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Ummm..."
06[16:55] * Sheryl_Portsmith pulls out her calculator
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06[16:55] * Sheryl_Portsmith types into it "07734"
06[16:55] * Elsa_Cisneros coughs and hacks as the wind was through ally knocked out of her. Still, the smirk doesn't leave her face.
[16:55] <Elsa_Cisneros> Good fucking luck wandering about without a fucking light.
[16:55] <Lia> "Leave it. Calculators, phones, games, not coming with."
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[16:57] <Kia_Ardell> "The 'thing' can get anywhere if you're as crazy as my sis is.   You're all waaay too paranoid... though, I really can't say enough about what we've seen to be that confident.  Unless it can get through my guitar's soundwaves too I'd say it's probably the lesser of two potential evils to leave them and come back once this's all settled... like those...
[16:57] <Kia_Ardell> ... stuffy-ass coats of mine."
[16:57] <MrMicheals> As you enter the darkness of the hall, you found your eyes have mostly adjusted to the severe darkness. While it's still hard to see, it's not as difficult as it was before and you're no longer navigating by touch (read: running into walls.)
06[16:57] * Iska_Clarke pulls her calculator out of her pocket with a slight 'tch' and tosses it aside.  The device clatters against the floor.
06[16:57] * Sheryl_Portsmith quickly drops calculator onto her desk and heads runs after the group, not wanting to be left behind
06[16:58] * Elsa_Cisneros trods along, hanging towards the back of the group. She keeps a hand on her gut while she gets her breath back.
06[16:58] * Kia_Ardell started to pout somewhat as she headed the group towards the lounge's general direction.  "Think it's alright to just leave them all in there before teach gets back?"
[16:59] <Iska_Clarke> "There's no use in staying all in one place...we'll be sitting ducks."
[16:59] <Elsa_Cisneros> S'not like they're any safer with us. Considerin' that two fucking vamoosed without a fucking trace in there? Yeah, fucked if they come, fucked if they don't.
06[17:00] * Lia sighs in relief as the last known devices are ditched and sticks close behind Kia, keeping a hand on her guitar, just in case. "I don't think he's coming back, and they won't be alright just staying there, but they know it, too. We just have to be... aware."
06[17:00] * Iska_Clarke nods in agreement with Elsa.  "It's unpleasant, but we need to stay on our feet."
06[17:00] * Kia_Ardell shrugged.  Truths and truths.  "You've got a point, I guess.  I sure as hell don't want to just sit around, anyway."
06[17:01] * Sheryl_Portsmith moans a little... "So where are the vending machines?"
[17:01] <MrMicheals> You round the corner after the clothes and come to a hall with four doors, one of which ( the first on the left) has already been explored.
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[17:01] <Elsa_Cisneros> S'fucking good to keep the legs warm in a time of crisis 'n shit like that.
[17:02] <Iska_Clarke> "I think we can safely rule out going in that one," Iska says dryly, jerking her thumb towards the door to the A/V room.  "After what happened in the lab, anyway..."
[17:03] <Lia_Ardell> "S-so, now we're out of the room, and that's great, but are the vending machines a very good idea? I mean, will they even work? What if they're like the computers?"
06[17:04] * Elsa_Cisneros crosses her arms at the paranoid twit. "Shit. What if they're in the fucking lights and shit?" She waves her hands about in classic "JAZZHANDS' fashion. "At this rate, we'll be fucking jumping at shadows AND we'll be fucking hungry while we're at it."
06[17:04] * Kia_Ardell grinned with the slightest of giggles.  "If those machines can muster up even an attempt to make a scary face like that, I'd honestly like to see it.  If I could shake the designer's hand that'd be great too".
[17:05] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Well... If they don't work, I'm still getting my snacks!"
[17:05] <Elsa_Cisneros> I'd say? Let's go fucking grab something to eat. I'm all for looting the machines if anyone else fucking is.
[17:05] <Iska_Clarke> "Who said we're using money?"
06[17:05] * Iska_Clarke smirks at Elsa.  "Read my mind there..."
06[17:05] * Lia_Ardell sighs, "A real lose-lose situation."
[17:06] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "So Kia... Where are those vending machines?"
06[17:06] * Kia_Ardell tilted her neck towards what was clearly the most destructive weapon the group had, strapped over her shoulder.  "Should be a no-brainer by this point, kids."
[17:06] <Iska_Clarke> "We'll have to make the best of it..." the girl says, reaching into her jacket for a moment.
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06[17:07] * Elsa_Cisneros shrugs. "Look we can either stand around here ALL day and fucking let the thing, whatever the fuck it is, come and get us. Or we can get food. Me? I'm hungry. You guys? Fuck if I know. Maybe you want to press your fucking luck with the classrooms."
06[17:08] * Kia_Ardell walked some more steps forward, past the doors to god-knows-what.  It felt awfully good, having a sister as ignorant as her own in tow, because she could feel SO reliable and dependable doing it.  That was a secret, though.  "Thattaway," Kia pointed straight ahead.
06[17:09] * Elsa_Cisneros follows after Kia, casually strolling along like this was no big deal.
06[17:09] * Iska_Clarke follows Kia, and glances back at Elsa.  "Hey, c'mon."
06[17:09] * Iska_Clarke fingers her X-acto knife lovingly as she walks with them.
06[17:10] * Sheryl_Portsmith follows behind Elsa, a bit jittery at the fact that she's finally going to get something to eat
[17:11] <MrMicheals> You move past the four doors. Light flickers under the door to the Audio-Visual room, but you keep going into one of the main hallways. Directly across from you is the door into the staff-only section. THe door is locked, but it's an old fashioned one, not an electric.
[17:12] <Lia> "L-light!? Does anybody else see that?"
06[17:13] * Elsa_Cisneros looks at the door to the teacher's lounge and then to the 'group lead'. "Oi! Wanna make a side trip? I wanna see if there's anyone home before we start to fucking loot."
[17:13] <Iska_Clarke> "Don't look at it," Iska says sharply. "Just keep looking ahead."
06[17:15] * Kia_Ardell pulled on her sister-holding guitar, attempting to lurch her forward.  "Nah, let's not even pay any attention to any of that stuff.  Maybe if we finish up and don't see teach anywhere that could be something to do."  Reaching the door to the teacher's lounge she made the obvious choice of reaching out and trying to open it.  "Damn, locked."  Tilting to...
06[17:15] * Lia opens her mouth to respond, but thinks better of it and keeps looking straight, ignoring the flickering light.
06[17:16] * Iska_Clarke stays next to Elsa, hand still stuffed in her jacket pocket.
[17:16] <Kia_Ardell> ... her left, the dependable older sister rammed her shoulder with full force into the door without even asking questions or even a 'Hey Isk, think you could pick this lock' which one would expect from a "best friend."  It didn't feel entirely so great, she would think as her first thought of regret.
[17:17] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Whoa."
[17:17] <Iska_Clarke> "...there might be an easier way to do this, Kia," the brunette points out helpfully.
06[17:18] * Kia_Ardell let up, shoulder aching.  "Yeah, thanks, that would've been my first choice if I weren't in such a hurry to get the damned thing open."
06[17:19] * Lia gasps and looks at her twin worriedly, "Are you ok? That looks like it hurt, please tell me you're not hurt..."
[17:19] <Iska_Clarke> "It's not like we can afford to think things over, really," Iska says, shrugging and stepping over while Elsa looks on. "Lemme get a good look at it..."
06[17:20] * Sheryl_Portsmith is feeling a bit annoyed at how long they are taking
06[17:20] * Kia_Ardell cackled in a more masculine way than she even seemed capable.  "You serious, sis?  Doors are nothing!"  Laughter continuing, the massive sore on her shoulder hidden by a couple layers of clothing was laughing just as hard.  Ow.
06[17:22] * Lia nervously mutters, "If you're sure. No one can help us if we get injured, and I don't want you to leave me."
06[17:23] * Iska_Clarke discreetly withdraws the knife from her pocket, flicking it into the slot of the old-fashioned lock.
06[17:25] * Iska_Clarke twists the fixture open, seeming to take an agonizingly long time.  There's a sudden *click* from the lock.  Success!
06[17:26] * Kia_Ardell gave her friend a thumbs-up.  "Good work!  Now let's get outta this creepy hallway."
[17:26] <MrMicheals> The door swings open slowly, revealing a narrow hall with four labeled doors. First on the left is the Lounge. First on the right is laundry, then the Kitchen. Second on the left is the Office.
06[17:26] * Sheryl_Portsmith hears the sound and brightens up
06[17:27] * Iska_Clarke straightens up and smiles, placing the X-acto knife back in its pocket.  "Thanks, Kia."
06[17:28] * Iska_Clarke beckons to Elsa to follow.
06[17:28] * Sheryl_Portsmith walks into the hallway, bouncing
06[17:29] * Lia walks in and takes a look at the surroundings
06[17:29] * Kia_Ardell would become the former half of that "walking in," considering her sister still had a deathgrip on her guiltar case.  That wasn't SO bad.
[17:29] <Kia_Ardell> ( -l )
06[17:30] * Elsa_Cisneros strolls along. She feels somewhat like whistling a jaunty showtune. But she doesn't.
[17:30] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Where's the eats?" she says, glancing around and pondering on a door to open.
06[17:30] * Iska_Clarke looks around the area warily.  "Where are these machines again, Kia?"
06[17:31] * Lia flinches at the word machines
[17:32] <Elsa_Cisneros> Gee, I dunno. Maybe the big fucking sign that says Kitchen? But I'm not in the fucking mood to cook, so lets rob a goddamn vendor already. Fuck!
06[17:32] * Kia_Ardell became the voice... er, eyes of reason and took the slightest glance at the labels in the hall.  "Well, most teachers put stuff like that in the lounge so I'd say over there" with a point to the left, "but 'kitchen' could have 'em too.  I... guess we can check that out first."
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[17:34] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Um... Oh!"
06[17:34] * Iska_Clarke rolls her eyes in amusement at Elsa's usual profanity-laden exclamations, and holds up her hands.  "I'm fine with it.  But I say we still stay together."
[17:34] <Elsa_Cisneros> So, we fucking going or what?
06[17:35] * Iska_Clarke goes over and tries the door to the kitchen.
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06[17:36] * Sheryl_Portsmith follows Iska with one thing on her mind
06[17:36] * Elsa_Cisneros follows Iska because she can'
[17:36] <Elsa_Cisneros> *can't be assed with the idea of being around with Tinfoil hat girl and Fucking Bitch Kia all day
06[17:37] * Kia_Ardell is right there-- as is everybody else.  The only 'following' to be done is... something all of them had already been doing the whole time, to say the least, in a hallway this size.
06[17:37] * Lia watches ahead carefully as she continues onwards with Kia
[17:37] <MrMicheals> THe door to the kitchen opens easily. Inside is a small, simple, well, kitchen, stocked with some appliances. You feel confident that there's food here, and it wouldn't be very hard to find...
06[17:39] * Sheryl_Portsmith circles the room and stops herself infront of a large box, assumed to be the fridge
06[17:40] * Kia_Ardell had the slightest of thoughts of not following the others past the hallway and instead opening the lounge, but... she wasn't quite hungry enough for that.  Not yet.  Instead, sister in tow, she took a few steps into the kitchen, provided there was even enough space for all of them inside.
[17:43] <MrMicheals> You find, with ease, breakfast foods of many kinds. Cereal, oatmeal packets, and the like. In the fridge is eggs, milk, orange juice. You also find coffee grounds and a coffee machine.
06[17:44] * Iska_Clarke makes a beeline to the coffee machine immediately.
[17:44] <MrMicheals> Unfortunately there is no power. You cannot get ye coffee
06[17:44] * Kia_Ardell shrugged after surveying her surroundings.  "No evil screens here-- what a shame, huh?  But... Mm, I'm sure they wouldn't mind if we helped ourselves a bit."
06[17:44] * Iska_Clarke shakes it for a moment, and makes a face.
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06[17:45] * Sheryl_Portsmith feels some of the plastic jugs in the fridge, still cold
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[17:45] <Iska_Clarke> "Wonderful..."
[17:46] <Lia_Ardell> "Do you think the sink has water? Would it be too dangerous to risk drawing attention?"
06[17:46] * Elsa_Cisneros strolls over and grabs a box of cereal. She opens it up and munches straight from the box.
[17:46] <Iska_Clarke> "Doesn't look like we're getting coffee, anyway," Iska says, sounding rather disappointed.
06[17:46] * Sheryl_Portsmith puls out the jug of milk as well
[17:47] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Why don't you mix the grounds into the milk? That's what Mom usually does."
06[17:47] * Kia_Ardell rolled her eyes so hard they nearly removed themselves from her skull.  "Drawing attention to what, the COMPUTER MONSTERS?"  With a groan she reached her arm over and turned the sink's faucet herself, seeing as clearly her sister wouldn't be getting any work done.
[17:47] <Iska_Clarke> "That's...actually not a half-bad idea."
[17:47] <Elsa_Cisneros> Yo, anyone know where they fucking store the bowls?
[17:47] <MrMicheals> No water. The pressure's neem lost.
[17:47] <MrMicheals> been
[17:47] <Lia_Ardell> "Well, yeah, I mean... nevermind."
06[17:47] * Sheryl_Portsmith puts the jug of milk down
06[17:48] * Lia_Ardell blushes
06[17:48] * Kia_Ardell pushed the faucet back.  "Well, there's your answer."
06[17:48] * Iska_Clarke is shocked by Sheryl's sudden demonstration of intellect.
06[17:48] * Sheryl_Portsmith begins to open the jug of OJ in her other hand
[17:49] <Lia_Ardell> "Would you pour me a glass of juice too, please?"
06[17:49] * Elsa_Cisneros searches out for a bowl. Finding a large bowl, she pours the cereal in and walks over to swipe the milk from Sheryl, to put in the cereal.
06[17:49] * Iska_Clarke grabs a glass and scoops some coffee grounds into it, before filling it the rest of the way with milk.
[17:50] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Ah..."
[17:50] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Alright."
06[17:50] * Iska_Clarke hands the jug off the Elsa.  "Lookin' for this?"
06[17:50] * Sheryl_Portsmith sets down the green cap onto a countertop
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[17:50] <MrMicheals> TEN MINUTES.
[17:50] <Elsa_Cisneros> Fucking yup. Y'mind sharin' or do I have to convince ya?
06[17:50] * Kia_Ardell would have no part in this, not being necessarily hungry or anything to give her a role besides the life support for poor Lia to hang onto.  She almost yawned, but mustered up the slightest resistance.
[17:50] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Do you have a glass? I was planning on drinking straight from the jug."
06[17:51] * Iska_Clarke shrugs.  "It's all yours, Else."
06[17:51] * Iska_Clarke eyes the rather gruesome-looking coffee-milk concotion in front of her, and downs it in one gulp.
[17:52] <Iska_Clarke> "Aaaahh..."
06[17:52] * Iska_Clarke shivers a little.  "Bitter as fuck..."
06[17:52] * Lia grabs a glass and holds out
06[17:52] * Elsa_Cisneros pours the milk into the cereal and gets munching
06[17:52] * Sheryl_Portsmith pours the juice, one hand holding the handle and the other tipping it so the liquid pours
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06[17:53] * Iska_Clarke walks over to the fridge and rummages around, hoping to find some yogurt or something.
06[17:56] * Sheryl_Portsmith feels tips around a bit, spilling some juice outside of the glass
[17:56] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Whoa..."
06[17:56] * Elsa_Cisneros slumps over the bowl, spilling the milky remains all over the counter
[17:57] <Elsa_Cisneros> Shiiiiiiiiit, what the fuuuuuuuck
06[17:57] * Sheryl_Portsmith puts down the jug onto a counter, and squats to the ground hand on her forehead
06[17:57] * Kia_Ardell surveyed the room's recent happenings, raising an eyebrow.  The two were much easier to notice than everybody else enjoying themselves.  "Hey, you two alright?"
06[17:57] * Lia_Ardell gravely asks, "Did you, or maybe do you now feel like you were separate from your body?"
06[17:58] * Kia_Ardell eyerolled.  Tinfoil hat time.  Oh well, she'd let her sister have her fun.
06[17:59] * Iska_Clarke looks around at the others, clearly puzzled.  "...what's going on now?"
[17:59] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "I kinda felt woozy and... Thought I was in the ceiling or something..."
06[17:59] * Elsa_Cisneros looks over at Tinfoil and gives her a unbelieving stare, looking more serious than she has all day. "Th' fuck you mean by that?" she asks, sounding a touch pissed.
06[18:00] * Kia_Ardell shoved out a shrug.  "You're all getting crazy.  No sign of teach here either, whaddaya you think we should do?"
06[18:00] * Sheryl_Portsmith breaths in deeply and the quickly exhales
[18:01] <Lia_Ardell> "Well... If any of you know what I'm talking about, it happened to me earlier, too."
06[18:01] * Elsa_Cisneros takes a bit to stare down at Fucking Tinfoil. "The fuck you say? Whatchu talkin bout Willis?"
06[18:02] * Sheryl_Portsmith stands up and grabs the jug, tipping it into her mouth
06[18:02] * Iska_Clarke sighs and goes back to searching around in the refrigerator.
06[18:02] * Lia_Ardell looks down, slightly unnerved by the confrontational girl staring at her, "F-feeling like you weren't in your body, I guess."
06[18:03] * Sheryl_Portsmith takes a few long gulps, puts the jug aside and then exhales
06[18:03] * Kia_Ardell would then let out an "mm."  Nothing to do here, everybody's still ransacking the place.  Turning around slightly, she let her curiosity get the better of her.  "While you're all having fun in here, I think I'm gonna go check out the lounge."  And of course, it was followed by steps out of the room.
06[18:03] * Iska_Clarke voice's is muffled by the fridge door.  "The darkness just has a disorienting effect on the mind...it's nothing to worry about."
[18:04] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Oi, Elsa... Can you hand me the box of flakes?"
06[18:04] * Elsa_Cisneros stares and stares and FUCKING STARES!!! But at the end, the confrontational girl decides it'd be better to just ignore it. "Tch. You'd better get your fucking act together. Don't want to fucking loose anyone close to what'shergoddamnfuckingface. She's bad enough already."
[18:04] <Lia_Ardell> "If... I'm not afraid to talk about it with you, if you'd like."
[18:04] <Elsa_Cisneros> Oh, sure. Fucking here you go.
06[18:05] * Sheryl_Portsmith grabs the box, sticking her hand inside
[18:05] <MrMicheals> ((Science tests, please))
06[18:05] * Lia_Ardell squeaks, "I'm sorry, nevermind!" and hides behind Kia
06[18:05] * Elsa_Cisneros hands Iska the box before staring at Lia again. "What' there to talk about? I prolly had some bad breakfast and now its messing with me."
06[18:07] * Sheryl_Portsmith pulls out a handfull of flakes and starts picking them
06[18:07] * Iska_Clarke straightens up, pulling her head out of the refridgeratr.  "Hey, Kia, don't shut that..."
06[18:07] * Lia_Ardell points at the closing kitchen door "No, watch the door!"
[18:07] <Iska_Clarke> *refrigerator
[18:08] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Oi."
[18:08] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "The door's closing."
[18:08] <Iska_Clarke> "...Kia?"
06[18:08] * Elsa_Cisneros tries to catch the door as it closes
06[18:08] * Iska_Clarke 's expression plainly says 'goddammit' as she realizes Kia's not the one doing it.
06[18:08] * Lia_Ardell moves to help Elsa
06[18:09] * Kia_Ardell turned around just in time so see the door closing behind her... and the classmates' mouths doing just the opposite.  "Whoa, what the hell's going on h-"
06[18:09] * Iska_Clarke pulls out her knife, not bothering to hide it this time.
[18:09] <MrMicheals> You manage to stop the door from closing... though you feel it push against you slightly. Looking at the knob, it's an electric lock - thank goodness you did stop it!
06[18:11] * Sheryl_Portsmith looks at those at the door in confustion... still picking at the flakes and feeling slightly better now
[18:11] <Lia_Ardell> "Um, I don't really wanna be a door holder, guys. Can we go, it's still trying to close."
06[18:11] * Kia_Ardell stuck a foot in the door after the fiasco, not willing to risk THAT again.  "Alright, shows over, let's all get outta here.  Not even sure I wanna think of what'd happen if you kids all got stuck."
[18:11] <Iska_Clarke> "What happened?  Is it electric?"
06[18:12] * Iska_Clarke steps forward, cautiously.
[18:12] <Lia_Ardell> "Yeah... how did we miss that?"
[18:12] <Elsa_Cisneros> "Time to get a packin' ladies! The door's fucking with us and I don't wanna be around to fucking find out why!"
[18:12] <Iska_Clarke> "My fault...guess I was hungrier than I thought."
06[18:12] * Sheryl_Portsmith drops the flakes on the floor and walks over "ALright."
[18:13] <Elsa_Cisneros> Whatever, now let's fucking do the five step shuffle and fuck off!
06[18:13] * Iska_Clarke heads out into the hallway with the others, closing the blade of her knife for now.
06[18:14] * Lia_Ardell makes sure everyone's out before taking her place by Kia's guitar again
06[18:14] * Kia_Ardell had still been considering the lounge, but... if it's electronic as well, that could potentially be a shitstorm waiting to happen.  She had to double-check just in case...
[18:15] <MrMicheals> The lounge is not electronically locked, actually
06[18:15] * Iska_Clarke follows close behind Kia.  "Is the Lounge hot, or no?"
06[18:15] * Elsa_Cisneros waits until everyone else is out before slipping out herself.
06[18:16] * Kia_Ardell took a glance.  Electronic lock?  Nope.  Her right arm reached forward and twisted that knob.  "Dunno, let's find out just how hot it gets."
06[18:16] * Iska_Clarke licks her lips in tense anticipation.
06[18:17] * Sheryl_Portsmith jams her foot in the doorway
[18:17] <MrMicheals> The door opens with ease as the kitchen door slams shut loudly. Flickering light appearrs beneath the door.
06[18:19] * Sheryl_Portsmith jams her foot in the doorway
[18:19] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Ow! Fuck!"
06[18:19] * Sheryl_Portsmith pushes open the door
[18:20] <Iska_Clarke> "Christ..." Iska mutters, glancing towards the kitchen for only a moment. "This is getting bad.  Really bad..."
[18:20] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Thanks for slamming the damn thing into my face, guys!"
[18:21] <MrMicheals> It slams shut even louder now that you're out.
[18:22] <Lia_Ardell> "What did you see in there, when the lights came on?"
[18:22] <Elsa_Cisneros> We fucking didn't! And good job! I say 'fucking get out' and you slug along like a fucking fatty to the fucking diet doc, you fucking fuck!
[18:22] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "See what?"
[18:22] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "I'm more concerned about my foot!"
06[18:23] * Iska_Clarke turns and looks at Sheryl, getting exasperated now.  "Were you dropped on your head as a child or something?"
[18:23] <Elsa_Cisneros> Well, if you didn't fucking stroll along like this is a walk in the park when me and this fucking chick are fucking holding the fucking door open, that wouldn't have happened. So good fucking job fucking yourself up.
06[18:23] * Sheryl_Portsmith walks with a little limp in her right foot, it's numb
06[18:23] * Kia_Ardell hardly paid any mind to the silliness behind her, what with a door waiting to be opened into a WONDERFUL NEW WORLD.  It... just had to respond to her wrist turning it first.
[18:24] <Lia_Ardell> "Now isn't the time to be getting mad at each other, we've gotta keep moving, ok?"
06[18:24] * Iska_Clarke grips the handle of her knife.
[18:24] <MrMicheals> The door opens with ease, revealing a dark lounge with two vending machines and a couch.
[18:24] <Elsa_Cisneros> What the fuck ever! Let's just fucking go!
06[18:25] * Iska_Clarke 's eyebrows shoot up.  "Hey, Kia--let's have a go at those?"
06[18:25] * Kia_Ardell pushed it open and let go, shrugging.  "Lookit that!  You could've had your vending machines forever ago, but apparently MILK AND CEREAL was far too important.  I think I might wanna grab a bite, myself," she said strolling up to the machines, guitar strap grasped.
06[18:25] * Elsa_Cisneros fumes from the back of the group as they enter the lounge.. "Oh, fuck you bitch."
[18:26] <Lia_Ardell> "Didn't we just see they can work through anything electric, even a door? Vending machines are bad ideas!"
06[18:26] * Sheryl_Portsmith grunts in agreement with Elsa, annoyed
[18:26] <MrMicheals> THe vending machines strive to look inconspicious.
06[18:27] * Elsa_Cisneros glares at Lia. "Well, what if we fucking unplug them?"
06[18:27] * Iska_Clarke grimaces.  "That's a fair enough point..."
[18:28] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "I'm tired of this!"
03[18:29] * Lia (~c@Rizon-27E3FE5B.hsd1.il.comcast.net) has joined #DeadScreen
02[18:29] * Lia_Ardell (~c@Rizon-27E3FE5B.hsd1.il.comcast.net) Quit (Killed (NickServ (GHOST command used by Lia)))
06[18:30] * Lia looks at Elsa slackjawed, "That's... a good idea."
06[18:30] * Sheryl_Portsmith walks over to the side of a vending machine
[18:30] <Elsa_Cisneros> I'm fucking full of them and you'll fucking s-wait, Sheryl, what the fuck are you doing?
[18:30] <Iska_Clarke> "...this is gonna end well," Iska snarks.
06[18:32] * Sheryl_Portsmith grabs the upper corner and begins pulling and shoving it
[18:33] <Elsa_Cisneros> Oi! Quit fucking with that fuckwit!
06[18:33] * Kia_Ardell giggled at her classmate.  Sheryl, what a funny kid.  But... no, her goal here was to get some of the better snacks the machine had to offer; the only question was, how would she get them?  Shaking the machine?  Is it really worth it to bash them in just for some eats?  Hm...
06[18:39] * Iska_Clarke looks longingly at the sodas contained within the machines.
06[18:39] * Kia_Ardell observed carefully.  Very carefully.  So carefully, in fact, that she noticed the delicious Hershey's Cookies n' Creme observing her.  It's okay, it was an emergency.  The ghosts broke into the machine.  That's right, it's not a crime or anything as long as nobody's watching, it's just anOH GOD SO HUNGRY GUITAR SMASH
06[18:40] * Kia_Ardell removed the guitar from her back, drooling.  Oh boy, that deliciousness is too good to pass up.  Here we go~
06[18:41] * Elsa_Cisneros just sighs and strolls over to the machine. Seeing nothing she wanted, she shrugged and moved back to her little corner of the room.
06[18:42] * Kia_Ardell reeled it back and.... SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!  Boing.  Welp, the glass was stronger than she thought.  This is good for her, too, because she won't have to live with knowing she was a criminal.  Now, whether to swing again or leave, that was a different question...
06[18:42] * Lia takes a step back, "Don't hurt your guitar!"
06[18:43] * Kia_Ardell took those words to heart, but didn't let it change her attitude.  Grinning, she put it back on her shoulder.  "'Salright, it's been through MUCH tougher things than that!  But... yeah, that was probably a pretty shitty idea, sorry.  Let's get out of here before anyone else has wacky ideas."
06[18:43] * Iska_Clarke sighs in disappointment.
[18:44] <Elsa_Cisneros> Good plan. But there's a liiiiiiiiitle niggle in that. Namely, what the fuck are we supposed to do now? Onna us is fucking gimped because she rather likes taking things at her own fucking pace and we still got no fucking clue what's fucking going on or who the fuck can fucking fix it.
06[18:44] * Sheryl_Portsmith stops shaking the machine
[18:45] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Damn, this thing glued to the floor?"
[18:45] <MrMicheals> No, it's bolten.
[18:45] <MrMicheals> ed
06[18:45] * Iska_Clarke slaps her hand to her face.
[18:46] <Iska_Clarke> "Goddammit, Sheryl..."
06[18:46] * Elsa_Cisneros joins Iska in slapping her face.
[18:46] <Elsa_Cisneros> Sheryl, you fucking fail at everything. Forever.
06[18:46] * Iska_Clarke steps over to the machines and starts looking them over.  "There's gotta be a way to crack these babies..."
06[18:47] * Kia_Ardell didn't.  She was too bust feeling up her guitar, making sure the strings are still good and everything... all clear.  It was also all clear for her sister to hang onto it again, which Kia didn't pay any mind to whether she would or not.  Mainly, because she was confident enough that she would.  With that, some steps were taken toward the door.
06[18:48] * Sheryl_Portsmith sighs
06[18:48] * Sheryl_Portsmith hobbles over to the couch
[18:49] <Kia_Ardell> "Stop bashing on the poor kid and let's get outta here before..." her stomach rumbled.  Hard.  Louder than you hear it in television, in fact, but that only hastened not only the pace of her walking but of her voice as well.  "... Y-Yeah, let's go."
06[18:50] * Sheryl_Portsmith stops at the edge of the couch and does a 180, as seen in a marching line before dropping herself backwards onto it with a small "Oomf!"
[18:50] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "I'm boned."
06[18:50] * Iska_Clarke studies them for a few more moments, and reluctantly steps back.  "Yeah...let's get going."
06[18:52] * Sheryl_Portsmith fluffs up the couch and runs her along the sides of the cushions
[18:52] <Sheryl_Portsmith> *her hands
06[18:52] * Elsa_Cisneros shrugs. "Maybe, maybe not." She takes a moment to think. "Well, shit, we can't letcha fucking walk around and slow us all down with that gimp. Maybe we can fucking make a lil' better if we can fucking find something to help at the fucking nurses or some shit."
06[18:52] * Iska_Clarke turns around and heads back over to Elsa and Kia.  "That could be worth a try...if we can get there safely."
[18:53] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "The fuck is this..."
06[18:53] * Sheryl_Portsmith pulls up something cloth-y
[18:53] <Lia> "Is it someone's skin!?"
06[18:53] * Sheryl_Portsmith tries to make out what it is... a shirt... long sleeves
[18:54] <MrMicheals> Something falls out of the pocket and fluttered to the floor.
[18:54] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Oh... Hey..."
06[18:54] * Kia_Ardell pushed on her guitar at Lia, kinda like an indirect slap to the face.  When you're a sibling you kind of get tired of actual slapping, so alternatives start happening more and more often.  A "knock it off" sort of motion, if anything.
06[18:54] * Sheryl_Portsmith picks up the wallet and fiddles through it for money
[18:55] <Elsa_Cisneros> We ain't got much else to do. So? Why the fuck not?
[18:55] <MrMicheals> It's Mr. Micheals's.
06[18:55] * Kia_Ardell grinned over in Sheryl's general direction, seeing the wallet.  "Hey, any cash in there?"
[18:56] <Elsa_Cisneros> Oi. What'cha got over there, Sher?
[18:56] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "umm... nothing... mmm... Mi-chael?"
[18:56] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Hey, what's Mr. Michaels first name?"
[18:56] <Kia_Ardell> "Michael, Michael... do we know any Michaels?"
[18:56] <Lia> "Michael who?"
[18:56] <Kia_Ardell> "....."
[18:56] <Kia_Ardell> "Oh crap."
[18:57] <Elsa_Cisneros> ...........................well shit.
[18:57] <Iska_Clarke> "...looks like they got him, huh."
[18:57] <Elsa_Cisneros> Shit, well.....fuck.
06[18:58] * Iska_Clarke folds her arms.  "Anything useful in the wallet?"
[18:58] <Iska_Clarke> "Keys, maybe?  Those would probably help..."
[18:58] <Lia> "Not coming back... so that's how it is."
[18:58] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Credit cards... No money... A picture of his.... His wife is hot."
06[18:59] * Elsa_Cisneros couldn't help but snrk a little at that last bit. "Shit, Sheryl, didn't know you swung that way."
06[18:59] * Kia_Ardell tried to assess the situation with a cool head... really, she did.  It could've been someone named 'Michael,' it could've been.. argh argh argh ARGH ARGH.  There's no hiding from it now, Kia was shaking with fury.  "Are you... fucking KIDDING ME?  ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?  What kind of a dumb shit B-rate horror movie is this crap supposed to be?"
[19:00] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Oi! I appreciate the beauty of both genders, thankyuvrymuch!"
06[19:00] * Kia_Ardell didn't quite attack anyone.  At least, the 'bitch' was capable of keeping herself under control more than that... but inanimate objects were not spared her rage.  Kicking the door open, she stomped out.  "Fuck this, I'm getting out of here."  Whether sister was in tow or not, Kia paid no attention.  Isn't it sad, Lia?
06[19:01] * Elsa_Cisneros raises an eyebrow as Kia starts throwing a fit. "Oh, goodie. Your meds wore off and you've fucking finally gotten on board with the rest of us. S'bout fucking time."
06[19:01] * Iska_Clarke shakes her head and grabs Elsa's wrist.  "Let's get moving.  Can't stay in any one place too long, can we?"
06[19:01] * Kia_Ardell would've flipped the bird if she weren't out the door already.  This story is stupid, she could've at LEAST been cast in something with a Hollywood director.  Yeah... okay, where're the stairs?
06[19:02] * Sheryl_Portsmith gets up and hobbles to the door before the others
06[19:02] * Sheryl_Portsmith doesn't want to have the door slammed into her face again
06[19:03] * Elsa_Cisneros gets out of the lounge
06[19:03] * Lia follows her enraged sister and grabs her hand, "Kia, it's alright. He's... gone, and we can't deny it, but we have each other, and we have the others. We've got to stick together and rely on each other, you don't have to hold it all in on your own. Please, just wait for a moment out here and take a second with me to get back under control."
[19:04] <MrMicheals> ...Or Lia would have, but it seemed her sister was gone, swallowed by the darkness.
06[19:04] * Kia_Ardell shoved the hand off.  "We have jack shit."  And... she was right.  Despite intending to walk into the hallway, this room wasn't the hallway at all.  It was something totally else; a nondescript room, she almost wanted to say, but that's because she was too pissed off to describe it at all.
[19:04] <Iska_Clarke> "Fuck...FUCK."
[19:05] <Iska_Clarke> "Where the hell did she just go?!"
06[19:05] * Iska_Clarke looks around in the murkiness of the dark hallway, alternately squinting and widening her eyes.
[19:05] <Elsa_Cisneros> Shit. Either we got even more horror shit going on or Kia is a fucking ninjia.
[19:06] <Elsa_Cisneros> *ninja
06[19:06] * Elsa_Cisneros looks about idly.
06[19:06] * Sheryl_Portsmith pokes her head out of the doorway, behind Iska
06[19:06] * Lia begins shouting out her twin's name, "Kia! Kia? Where are you? Can you hear me?"
06[19:06] * Sheryl_Portsmith turns around to see in the opposite direction
[19:06] <Sheryl_Portsmith> "Oi... What happened?"
[19:07] <Iska_Clarke> "Kia's gone..."
[19:07] <MrMicheals> ))END SESSION
03[19:07] * Iska_Clarke is now known as Anti-Goth
03[19:08] * Elsa_Cisneros is now known as Dead_Courier
03[19:08] * Dead_Courier (~chatzilla@Rizon-DEEE1D1D.dhcp.stcd.mn.charter.com) has left #DeadScreen
03[19:08] * Kia_Ardell is now known as Giantree
03[19:08] * Lia is now known as redgirldeadgirl
03[19:08] * MrMicheals is now known as Shot___
Session Close: Thu Feb 24 19:08:45 2011