Zaick at 04:38, 28 August 2015

Zaick — Fri, 28 Aug 2015 04:38:40 GMT

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-	~~WIP~~	+	You being to circle the mansion until you find a window on the second floor slightly ajar. You point to it. "That's my entrance. Wait here and I'll get a window close by." You scale the side of the mansion to the window and prop it open. You look down to see Wes, give a small wave, then roll in.
-	go to window, fall ~~through~~ rotten floor to ~~disgusting underneath~~. ~~Rubble catches~~ bra when ~~trying~~ to ~~escape~~, hear ~~above crumbling~~, ~~run. Left topless~~. ~~See~~ signs ~~consturction~~, ~~find big~~ tanktop, ~~wear~~ that.	+
		+	You immediately fall. The floor was rotted and collapsed from your weight. With a small tumble and a tall bookshelf directly beneath you, you actually do not move far, and find yourself not in pain. You are covered in various rotten wood and everything spells atrocious. You try and move and feel something pressing against your back. Something is under your hoodie, and you can not move upward to get out.
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		+	Instead, you try and wiggle downward to get out, but that shifts the rubble you are in violently. You feel things uneven, and ready to collapse to the floor beneath. You take a moment to try and get out of the hoodie, and see that changes nothing. You sigh, and take off the hoodie, the realize the plank on your back is also tangled in your bra strap. With a motion, you slip that off as well. You move your body upward and look back down to see both your hoodie and bra left behind in the mess of rubble. You are about to pull it off the plank when things shift again. You tumble downward, rubble on your back.
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		+	The length of the book case was not that far, and really, it did not hurt much. You think things are doing alright as you begin to prop yourself upward, and you hear outside Wes say, "Jo?" It is then you hear the ceiling creak - more could be falling any moment!
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		+	You panic and get up fast, sending loud clattering everywhere. You see signs of remodeling all around you, and the pile of rubble you are in. You do not see your hoodie or bra, however, but do see a loose tanktop hung on a rung of metal propping up a wall. You grab it in a hurry and move to the next room, slipping it on. To your surprise, it does not smell bad - maybe just old. Likely it was used by some construction worker, as you see signs of remodeling everywhere you go.
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		+	You move to a window and open it, whispering to Wes. "Hey."
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		+	Wes moves toward you and looks at your top with an inquisitive look. You look down. It is a tank top, but much too large for you. It goes down to your mid thigh, but the arm holes go past your ribs. The connection of the chest is actually low enough it catches most all of your cleavage, which means the straps are thinning at that point to go to the shoulders, showing off the sides of the curves of your breast. The fabric is rather thin, decently outlining the shape of your chest. You shift it back on your back some to cover yourself, though the added slack makes one strap begin to travel down your shoulder before you catch it and put it back in place.
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		+	"Get in." You snap, and Wes holds up his arms. He had nothing to do with this.
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		+	He moves in and both of you hear at the same moment noises. It is as if the mansion is groaning at both of your appearances.
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		+	"Thing is going to fall apart." Wes says. "Should we really try and go upstairs?"
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		+	You think on it. Construction is everywhere, so maybe you can [[Joemdfindladder3\| find a ladder]] to help with staying upright outside instead of just a rope, then you would not have to risk [[Joemdgoesupstairstanktop3\| going upstairs]] and falling again. Still, being inside would likely be easier, if you were careful.
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		+	<table width="100%">
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		+	<tr>
		+	<td bgcolor="##FFA500" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
		+	</td></tr>
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		+	<td bgcolor="#A6B8FF" valign="top" width="10%"> Wearing</td>
		+	<td bgcolor="#A6B8FF" valign="top" width="90%"> Loose tank top, boots, Wet torn up black leggings, Wet bikini-style panties</td>
		+	</tr>
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		+	<td bgcolor="#A6B8FF" valign="top" width="10%"> Mood</td>
		+	<td bgcolor="#A6B8FF" valign="top" width="90%"> Conscious of your top </td>
		+	</tr>
		+	<tr>
		+	<td bgcolor="#A6B8FF" valign="top" width="10%"> Inventory</td>
		+	<td bgcolor="#A6B8FF" valign="top" width="90%"> knife, bag of 10 cans of paint, 2 planks, crowbar, pepperspray </td>
		+	</tr>
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		+	</table>
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