Timed Misery (1800's Supernatural Mystery Adventure, Closed Game Thread)

[Terratina.]

Lucrece Leblanc - Harkstead-bound Train, Luggage Car

On hearing her testimony, Bertram became even more animated. Lucrece could just picture him at an old gentleman's club, sipping port and spewing gossip, or one of those salesmen, shouting from the top of his voice the virtues of a product. With even more fussing and huffing, he replied with a name, assaulting her with a tumble of questions. Finally he settled on one last question.

"...Should we go help them?"

"One; Bert suits you, I think it would be a shame not call you that; two, I know many things but how to drive a train is one of them; three, I cannot think of anything we can do to help them at the moment, if you can, let's hear it; four, I am Mme. Leblane, though you may call me Lucrece."

And with that, she walked up to the man as she was about to introduce herself and slipped off a lace glove, offering a handshake.

 

[MortifiedPenguin]

Jacqueline-Near the Railway To Harkstead

In hindsight, flinging herself from the train was not one of her better decisions. In her haste she had forgotten her luggage which had a full days provisions and some money in it, she didn't have any proverbial driftwood and that meant sinking all the same. The woods looked pretty sparse and a born and bred city dweller like her wouldn't have known what to look for anyway, it didn't help matters that in during her bumpy landing her bowler hat at been crushed.

Jacqueline had just leapt from one dead end into another.She could either follow the train tracks in the direction the train was heading or follow an old dirt path, neither looked welcoming and she doubted she could make it to Harkstead without food or water.

She hadn't noticed before but the train had been slowing down, she decided to cut her losses and get back on. Sure there was a murderer on board but at least she would have food, water and warmth. Plus with her abilities she doubted the Irishman would find her.

 

[SkullKing84]

John- stuck in the roof on the train

Well this is a fine mess I got myself into. At least I'm more durable then your average chap. Thought John as he dug his fingers in to tear the roof away to free his leg. Looking back up and seeing the doc down, anger was creeping its way into his thoughts.

 

[Shadowstar38]

Warren. Luggage Car. Train to Harkstead.

"Au revior"

Warren watched as the man jumped through the window and off the train. All that could go through his mind was wonder what the hell the guy was thinking.

"We have gentlemen abandoning ship? Surely thing have not spiraled that far out of hand."

Warren set off to the rear of the train. Looking back, he caught glimpses of the battle insuing on the roof of the car, but trucked on until he was at the coal section. He spotted the poor sap just getting up from his fall.

"Excuse me lad. But it appears we have some gentlemen taking care of out problem. I would rather not have you stranded out here."

Warren reached his hand out as far as possible without falling out, hoping the man would start running in enough time to grasp it.

 

[MortifiedPenguin]

Jacqueline-Near the Railway To Harkstead

She was attending too her slightly crumpled hat, she had managed to return most of it to it's original shape but one side still retained an alarming convex shape. She returned to her head and patted her self down, she had picked a few leaves and hoped to get rid of the bulk of the mud or animal faeces that had accumulated on her coat and trousers.

She looked up to see a a gentleman who looked quite distressed leaning out of the slowing train.

"Excuse me lad. But it appears we have some gentlemen taking care of out problem. I would rather not have you stranded out here."

She would've preferred to sneak back onto the train unaided, some of those chests looked rather enticing and if no-one knew she was on board then no-one would've suspected her. She might have even left her calling card, a black piece of card shaped like a phantom. The press thought up the name 'The Phantom's Shadow' so why not entertain them?

She didn't have to run fast to catch up with the train and could've easily got on the train without the gentleman's help but even if she was a thief, she didn't want to appear rude. She grabbed his hand and thanked him silently, tipping her dented hat slightly.

 

[RaNDM G]

[RETCON]

 

[Raynoson]

Train bound to Harsktead...

One may be wondering what happened at the moment concerning the other six passengers and with the train slowing down gradually as well. After passing the signs for the rock slide ahead, they let the engine cool down a bit and waited for it to come in sight, at the same time when John's foot burst through the roof, the other passengers had already taken notice and fled to the front of the train. Leaving Bertram nearly alone, and those in the rear more aware of current events.

What is happening in the front? Well that is up for another time.

On the Roof...

As soon as the gun was handed and shot/powder was being loaded, the Doctors body was flung forward and over John as he was busy with his leg in general. Aimed at Donal, it would either interrupt his shot one way or another, and with the doctor in his mildly misshapen state, it was good shock value. (Smacked by a dead weight, or dropping your gun to catch him before he falls, or you can duck and let him go on soaring, up to you)

 

[RaNDM G]

Donal - Luggage Roof

Donal loads his firearm and powders the pan. He pulls the hammer back, and aims for wait what is that?

"Oh shit!"

Donal curls down and rolls on his back, the Doctor soaring over him. He rolls back on his feet and kneels, aiming for the killer's chest.

He breathes, and squeezes the trigger.

 

[SkullKing84]

John- top of the train

Upon freeing his leg (and hearing a gun shot) John stood with a determined look in his eyes. Causally walking to the Hammer doing the international "Come at me, bro" gesture. No more rushing in with out thinking. John as been in this fight scenario plenty of times; Him unarmed and the other guy(s) with weapons. Upping the stakes as his adoptive father would call it.

"Disarm and immobilize, DISARM AND IMMOBILIZE! " Screamed in his thick skull as he recalled a fight with an American sailor two years ago. American had a sledge hammer, it has reach and a nasty habit of slowing the swing. And, like that fight John plans to end it the same way... Duck n weave avoiding the swing that leads to a straight punch to the chest. But, it doesn't matter how hurt the Hammer already is, John isn't gonna pull his punches.

Spoiler: OOC

Odd the post before me didn't show up, When I wrote mine at 2:20am.After mine posted i saw the "Shot post". So minor edit.

 

[willofbob]

Bertram reluctantly accepted the lady's hand. "Charmed, I'm sure." He said, "And if I could get close enough to the murderer I probably could lend something of a hand..."

 

[willofbob]

Spoiler: OOC

Computer's being uncooperative. I'll be off for a while.

 

[Shadowstar38]

Warren. Last car of the train.

Warren gave a friendly nod to the fellow he had helped up. Everyone was safely on board. Now the murderer was the prime concern. Warren heard a gun go off back in the other direction. Thinking that it must be then end of the assailent, Warren turned his attention back to the fighting on the roof and ran back towards the luggage car.

"Afraid I must be off. Try to keep yourself on the vechical next time if you please"

This was the last thing Warren said to Jack as he ran off.

 

[Raynoson]

Train to Harkstead...

...Breaking the leash and no longer following the carrot.

Perhaps it was his physique or general powers, but the good doctor landed on the log car, his mind beginning to rise from the depths of unconscious.

As for the issues aboard the train roof, things were rather bad. Mr.Hammer already turning to flee jumped down between the two cars, the shot missing his chest and grazing John as he moved to attack.

It was a scrape and perhaps with his muscles and mayhem it was like a sting on the side of his chest.

---

Down below, with doors ajar, Warren and anyone else down there had a clear shot to see Mr.Hammer.

 

[RaNDM G]

Donal - Luggage Roof

"Dammit man! Don't you know to keep your head down?!"

Donal sprints past John and follows the killer's trail.

 

[SkullKing84]

John- on the train roof

"Dammit man! Don't you know to keep your head down?!"

" Shoot better... son of a--"

John continued with the chase. Giving up was something he wasn't about to do. The ground rumbled a little when he landed from his jump.

 

[madox ford]

The Doctor on the log car
The doctor opened his eyes, a blinked a few times. His head was in excruciating pain but he did his best to ignore it, before closing his eyes and focusing on his body. Realising that he still looked like a misshapen monster he quickly reverted his form back to its normal state. As feeling returned to his extremeties he pressed his fingers to the back of his head. Unusaly he noticed that he wasn't bleeding. He decided to put the matter out of his mind for the moment and focus on more pressing concerns.

With some difficulty he then pushed himself upright and took stock of his surroundings. He found himself on the log car with the train slowing. His vision blurry the he could just about make out a figure in the luggage car infront. He pushed himself up, before leaping into the luggage compartment to meet the approaching man.

Spoiler: OOC

cant wait till 7:20

 

[MortifiedPenguin]

Jacqueline-On the Train Headed for Harkstead

Jacqueline heard a gun go off as she was helped back on board and the gentleman that had given her his hand quickly ran off towards, probably to see if Mr. Hammer was dead or to confront him himself, a fools errand.

As she made her way back towards the front of the train the grotesque she had seen on the roof came flying towards her and landed on the log car, he was rousing from unconsciousness when she reached him but otherwise looked unharmed. While this may have been the time for solidarity Jacqueline saw it as an opportunity, she could easily steal anything the unconscious man had on him. Before she had reached him though, he woke up patted him self down and changed back into a more human looking form right in front of her. She wondered if that meant there were others with abilities like her.

The Aristocrat was still in the luggage car when she arrived, it looked like she hadn't done anything since Jacqueline jumped of the train and the Irishman was sandwiched between the to cars in front of them.

"I forgot something" She said and picked up her luggage and jumped back out of the train, this time landing a bit better.

Jacqueline-Near the Railway Tracks to Harkstead.

Now that she had her supplies and water she felt more confident about making it to Harkstead alone. Warmth would have to wait until she arrived, but it was warmer then the average day in London. It would take at least a day to get there, but she had heard of people walking all the way to London with less then she had.

Spoiler: OOC

What happens at 7:20?

 

[Terratina.]

Lucrece Leblanc - Harkstead-bound Train, Luggage Car

After her experience with the Dr. Beakon, Lucrece mentally prepared herself for the influx of fragmented memoires. Today she had clearly had a lucky break with almost every other passenger shaking her hand without gloves on. In France, no-one shook hands with a prostitute, they would just pay and have it over with as soon as possible. Maybe what Antonin said about this New World had a smidgen of truth in it, that is was the Land of Opportunity. Lucrece had previously thought that slogan was only there to entice others to go and be oppressed something else. Nevertheless, in the Land of Opportunity, you take what you can get and there are plenty of others doing the same. The memories poured through her pores...

A cold snowy night, a stranger in brown, obscured conversations, an immaterial gift disgused as material... ​

So Lucrece found out why she had been strangely driven to tell this Bertram everything. She smiled a knowing smile, like a cat that's got the cream and ended the handshake. She decided to ignore the frequent bumps and sounds of scuffles, knowing the cause being the conflict on the roof, her fears unfounded. Then she saw Jacky leapt onto the train again. What is this? Hopscotch? Apparently the disguised woman was a absent-minded person in mind as well as fashion as she grabbed some bags, one jangled and another Lucrece recalled was the one that stank of dried meat.

"I forgot something." She said, almost meekly but with a matter-of-fact tone.

And with that Jacky leapt off the train again. Lucrece found it all very curious, but her thoughts were stopped in her tracks as she remember that she hadn't replied to Bertram and had ignored him for quite a while. Eyes open open she turned about to him and curtsied as an apology.

"Charmed, I'm sure." He said, "And if I could get close enough to the murderer I probably could lend something of a hand..."

"Same goes for me," Lucrece said, tapping her purse to hint at the hidden derringer, the worst Bertram could assume was that she was going to give the red-headed man an almighty whack with her purse, in order to avoid remarks about using her purse as an impromptu weapon, she elaborated, "If only palm pistols had a decent range, no?"

Spoiler: OOC

@madox ford [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/profiles/view/madox+ford], not a fan of the current Doctor Who. Prefer the ones with David Tennant, he was great.

 

[Raynoson]

<spoiler=OO>Mr.Hammer is running down the train to the FRONT as in to the engine and staff car.

Train to Harkstead...

As the Chase began again John and Donal were hot on the trail, and steamed over each others folly. The next car pass the two passenger trains was another luggage filled area. This one looked to be more mass and crates, and with a brief "Crash" an an almighty mess, the entire car was blocked off with numerous crates. How Mr.Hammer could do that alone was question for any man, and either bashing ones way through or going over the roof could work, or simply disembarking the slowing train and running alongside the tracks.

Jacqueline-Near the Railway Tracks to Harkstead./quote]

From near the Dirt track the neighing of horses could be heard faintly, the tran now slowing down and lessening in noise made sense for why they could not be heard earlier.

 

[madox ford]

The doctor entered the compartment and observed two people standing in it. The French woman, Mme Leblanc and the surly gentleman who had failed to shake his hand earlier. Nevertheless he smiled politely to both of them. They appeared to be talking and he hoped that neither one of them had noticed his transformation. Unaware of how much of whether he had been unconscious for, minutes or seconds, he tried to guesses. It appeared as if Mme Leblanc hadn?t moved so he theorised that he could not have been out for more than about half a minute.

Working on this premise he approached to two of them before saying. "Hello again mademoiselle, how is everything down here?"

Spoiler: OOC

You still watched it though? Not sure myself which doc I proffer. Probably Tenant by his companions annoyed me.
Amy on the other hand.