vatheon | Life's no fun without a good scare

It starts some time around 3am, Tuesday morning. Thin whispers of fog start appearing all throughout Vatheon, creeping through the narrow, winding streets, up the steps, and over the park. It starts in the lower district, but as the night progresses and daylight approaches, it spreads to the other districts as well, growing thicker and thicker as it does. By the morning rolls around, the mist is thick enough that visibility has been compromised greatly, and the temperature seems to have dropped a few degrees, an odd chill filling the air.

And on the walls, there are stains.

They are infrequent at first, just a odd ruddy brown smear and a oddly bright red drop here and there, but the closer to the Plaza, the more numerous they become. There is a large smear across the steps leading up to the Plaza, as if something big was dragged up them. In one place the blood -- for it is blood, there is no deny it at this point -- pools thickly as if whoever was responsible took a casual break there, leaving the poor victim to bleed out on the steps.

On the plaza, the mist is thinner, but that is no relief. Rather, it just functions to make the gruesome scene all the more clearer.

A woman is draped upside down on the coral. Or, well, woman. It was once a woman, certainly, but now it is nothing more than something straight out of a nightmare. The flesh seems to have been torn carelessly from her limbs here and there, showing the white gleam of her bones, her nurse outfit torn as if raked apart by giant claws and her head...

well, it isn't there anymore.

The ground in front of her is smeared with blood as well. But where the previous smears had been accidental, these are deliberate, long lines curving and meeting to spell out

hel pm e

But no help had been forthcoming, clearly. No, it seems that this murder, this brutal murder, was nothing more than a game to whoever did it. The walls of the buildings surrounding the plaza are coated in bloody, spelling out a long string of mocking 'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA's and directly in the center, behind the coral.

Who is next?

The notice board seems to have been hit too. The killer did not tear down any of the notices on the board already, but they did cover the entire board with blood-stained sheets of paper, each adorned with the same text over and over and over again.

Chop chop, sweet Charlotte Chop chop till she's dead Chop chop, sweet Charlotte Chop off her hand and head.

For those brave enough to check, no, the poor girl still has both her hands. Was the killer just sloppy, or does this mean this is not Charlotte? So many unanswered questions, more born every passing moment.

Who had done this? Why? Where they going to strike again? And why had nobody heard anything?

[ooc note: Consider this your mingle log. Have fun, go forth, threadjack.

And as a further note, the fog does not seem to be clearing up as the week goes on.

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[A technology to prevent harm? You have her attention. Keeping people from harm must be her fifth or sixth favorite hobby!]

Your ubercharge is meant to prevent harm? How does it work?

I am afraid zhat I can not share all zhe details about it. But it uses zhe bloodstream of a person to make zhem invulnerable for several seconds.

[Using the bloodstream... Who knows how a technology like that might react with her. Then again, it couldn't be too dangerous, and he is a doctor or something. Better to go the safe route though. If packaged blood doesn't work out maybe she could take him up of the offer later.]

I suppose that doesn't sound too dangerous. Still though I would like to give the preserved blood a try. I'm interested in seeing if that would prove sufficient. Thank you for your help in this matter.

[Besides, she really didn't like the idea of this one human being her only source of sustenance. Well, her only consensual source. She really didn't want to have to feed on the unwilling like what happened so often in her books.]

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[He simply shrugs.]

Try it. If it vorks, it vill be less troublesome for you to maintain yourself. Just make sure to inform me eventually how zhings go vizh it for you.

Alright. I will let you know how this works either way. As for the results of our little test there, the living blood causes a much stronger instinctual reaction, as you saw. The blood also tasted different, a sort of sharp metallic taste. The dead blood had no flavor at all, only texture. Speaking of, the warmth of your blood is persisting despite the small amount I ingested carrying very little heat energy to me. I feel very warm, and the effect is persisting. I also noted a slight but effective feel of euphoria while drinking, and the warmth made the effect rather comforting. Finally, your blood also carried a tingling sensation, though it seemed to pass as I was drinking it, tingling only on my tongue.

I trust this is sufficient information for this experiment? If I find another willing human source I will let you know if there are any differences in the effect.

Yes, zhose information are quite interesting indeed. Zhank you for sharing zhose details.

[He nods, then extends his hand towards her.]

Feel free to contact me vhenever you haff any furzher information on zhis regard und I vill take down zhese notes for research purposes. Maybe ve can figure out more details on zhis zhat vay.

[Kanaya takes the Medic's hand and gives it a short shake.]

Alright. Thank you for your interest in this, I hope together we can make more progress in understanding this condition than I would have alone.

Life's no fun without a good scare

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Meanwhile, in a thread three weeks from now the packaged blood isn't working out...

Really? loool... oh my~ XD

Oh yes. In fact, she's "hunting" her crush from canon, who's been drinking.

XP ~ Excellent. Heh. That poor guy btw~

Oh, you don't even know the half of it... Ever run into Vriska? Blue blood; bluh bluh, huge bitch?