We Are Our Avatars III (Ended!)
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Severin groaned; there was no one about!
"Well, going back to ponderin'," he sighed, melting into the ground.
"Well, going back to ponderin'," he sighed, melting into the ground.
"I'm havin a hard time sleepin' at the moment...I have dreams. Dreams o' somethin' dark, somethin' comin' for me." He says, looking over his shoulder at the tree line.
Howard appears in a dusty armchair as if out of nowhere. His old, English jacket is also dusty and covered with cobwebs, but strangely the suit is not frayed or torn. He opens his eyes and pushes the cobwebs out of his hair.
"What on Earth? Where am I? Yuggoth? Leng? Back in Providence? Anywhere is better than that damnedable railway with those... things. I suppose I'll have to make due here."
Howard looks around expectantly.
"What on Earth? Where am I? Yuggoth? Leng? Back in Providence? Anywhere is better than that damnedable railway with those... things. I suppose I'll have to make due here."
Howard looks around expectantly.
Howard crinkles his face, perplexed but is happy to see someone else.
"Oh hello there. Who might you be?"
"Oh hello there. Who might you be?"
Greg grins. He walks after her after glancing back at the tree line, he could have sworn he saw a shadow in the trees. "That sounds damn nice." He says turning back around.
Greg takes the muffin. "Thank you kindly." He says taking a bite. He looks at the other guy. "Well who might you be then?"
Howard takes a cupcake, feeling all of a sudden nauseous and terrified, but the feeling is so sudden and quick in its passing that he hardly takes notice. He holds it in his hand but refrains from immediately eating it.
He turns toward Diane.
"Thank you, miss, but I'm afraid I don't know where I am; although arguably I'm glad to be free of whatever nightmare was stalking me."
Howard turns to face the unknown man.
"My name, sir," says Howard indignantly, "Is Howard Phillips Lovecraft. You may call me whatever you wish."
He turns toward Diane.
"Thank you, miss, but I'm afraid I don't know where I am; although arguably I'm glad to be free of whatever nightmare was stalking me."
Howard turns to face the unknown man.
"My name, sir," says Howard indignantly, "Is Howard Phillips Lovecraft. You may call me whatever you wish."
"Names Gregory Heart." He said, taking another bite. "Sergeant Gregory Heart, most folk call me Greg." He said.
Howard's eyes open in surprise.
"London! By God, how did I get here?!"
He clears his throat and adjusts his tie, suddenly dry of mouth.
"I'm not sure where to begin, I'm afraid. I was sitting in my home in Providence, Rhode Island when I was whisked away in a dream while I slept. The whole... ordeal seemed to loop indefinitely."
Howard gives a nervous cough.
"There was a stretch of railroad tracks with a derelict car and two people wandering about in the night. Well they looked like people; except when they stood in the moonlight I saw what hideous forms they truly possessed. They were all but human save their heads which were... well their faces had no facial features to speak of save a long white tentacle which terminated with a red tip; red as blood, and both of them howled like wolves and ran on all fours."
Howard wiped the sweat from his brow.
"And though I ran from the beasts, every nightfall would find me in the exact same position; night after night for what I thought would be forever; until now that is."
Howard looks back at Diane.
"Yes. Cthulhu is... was a work of mine. Although the line between fiction and reality has been blurred so grievously I'm not sure if I am his creator or if my life as a writer was not simply some ridiculous phantasmagoria."
"London! By God, how did I get here?!"
He clears his throat and adjusts his tie, suddenly dry of mouth.
"I'm not sure where to begin, I'm afraid. I was sitting in my home in Providence, Rhode Island when I was whisked away in a dream while I slept. The whole... ordeal seemed to loop indefinitely."
Howard gives a nervous cough.
"There was a stretch of railroad tracks with a derelict car and two people wandering about in the night. Well they looked like people; except when they stood in the moonlight I saw what hideous forms they truly possessed. They were all but human save their heads which were... well their faces had no facial features to speak of save a long white tentacle which terminated with a red tip; red as blood, and both of them howled like wolves and ran on all fours."
Howard wiped the sweat from his brow.
"And though I ran from the beasts, every nightfall would find me in the exact same position; night after night for what I thought would be forever; until now that is."
Howard looks back at Diane.
"Yes. Cthulhu is... was a work of mine. Although the line between fiction and reality has been blurred so grievously I'm not sure if I am his creator or if my life as a writer was not simply some ridiculous phantasmagoria."
good to know also i could use some info. to get me up to speed and finally intro my characterCmmdrRosh99 said: