Re: ICC- Episode 1 - The Fire in the Hole
Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2021 10:26 pm
At the Blast Site-
Ingwenya pauses a moment as he considers the questions from Shafto and Harry. "Mr Nasnas.... Ah.. he is something of a mystery, and perhaps more than he might appear or seem. I have not met this character nor do I wish to.... This may be just a delusion, you see, and imagination of people who are sleep deprived. Remember, these boys also spoke of shadow people that haunt them. These men have, well, nightmares. To them this Nasnas is not a full man but something.. mixed, a half man. I thought they meant a... what do you call them.. transexual?.. Perhaps but I think no this is something different. I have heard others speak of something moving through the Hole in the late night..a man that hops on one leg, with one arm, but moving very fast, that hides in shadows. I am told this Nasnas appears as a fully formed individual, but this is a mask. Or perhaps this Nasnas is a part man, part spirit or demon, and has inhabited the nature of a man. You see.. I think many of you would think that this is fiction, a boogeyman. But as such, this man is likely to change his shape or identity, perhaps he is a man or a woman.. who can tell. But I have been told that this creature feeds on the poor, the destitute, the lonely, the abandoned or forsaken, and as you can see, in this place, there are many that fit that description. But no, I have heard little of him as late, but rather people have become hushed. They know people are vanishing, but they prefer not to speak of who is behind this. They speak to me of this perhaps because I am a man of the cloth and I take their confessions. But It is not unlike other places in America, no, were the local community will not speak least they experience retaliation by telling too much to people who should not know. This Nasnas might be something of a gangster then, who rules by fear. All I can tell of him, is that he is of the Middle East, but he is not Muslim, but perhaps something that came before Islam, when the land was ruled by pagan cults, djinn and shaetins."
He pauses and then laughs. "Ah but you will not take this seriously because you are modern people, yes?"
Ingwenya then turns to Gonzales, "But my friend I am from Africa and we see things different. To us the spirit world is not far away, and that the ghosts of the past live with us. Where I am from, the cruel political leaders rule because people fear them, not only because they can do terrible violence and cruelty, but because people believe they are witches and control terrible supernatural forces. This is what we believe, and who is to say we are wrong, or any more wrong than any of your more modern faiths. We believe in magic, supernature and devils that walk the earth. This Nasnas may be a real person, a demon or both at the same time. What is impossible in the mind of God?"
"I am an African Zionist to answer your question." Says Ingwenya. "There are many different types of us, and sometimes we are called African indigenous churches or African-initiated churches. We are Christians but there are different types. Some are Ethiopian, others Zionist, Messianic or even Aldura Pentecostal. When Europeans brought Jesus and Protestantism or Catholicism to Africa to convert us Black Africans, that got many converts but many of the Europeans were racist bastards who thought themselves superior because of the color of their skin. Many of us Black Africans had difficulty reconciling the European faiths with our own world views and experiences, our sense of the spiritual world. If you are asking about our affiliations, our churches draw from many European faiths. Some are more Anglican, or Roman Catholic or Methodist. Mine is a Zionist Church but of Central Africa. My church draws its origins from Christian Catholic Apostolic Church found in Zion by John Alexander Dowie, of Zion, Illinois. But you can see my robes are black, and draw from Catholicism. We also draw on the Zion Christian Church from Zion City, Limpopo, South Africa and Ibandla Lenkosi Apostolic Church in Zion. But in truth, we mix the Messianic and the Zionist practices for our people who usually were not supportive of more Kimbanguist faith that is popular in my native Congo."
OCC- note for more on African Initiated Churches- for your interest- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/African-initiated_church
IC
Near the container
Conroy and Miranda are stepping away from container's door, moving away to fetch the protective gear, have gone perhaps a dozen steps. But even as they do so they begin to feel that the air around them seems to be drawn into the container. The door of the container seems almost like the maw of some giant beast drawing in a breath, and even as they step away, they can feel a tug in the air that seeks to draw them inside. They feel suction of the air on their skins, pulling at them even from the distance, tugging at them. Both Lapis and Dowd feel the pull and step away.
Dowd calls out, "Something inside the container?"
"Fuck if I know." Calls out Lapis.
Everyone notices that some of the particles of dust around them, on the floor are being pulled inside the container, being picked up and sucked in, as if captured by some vacuum cleaner.
Further away near the blast site, the rescue calls out, "We've broken through!"
But there too the air seems to being to be drawn into the basement. The rescue crew begin to step away as the others can see the dust around the site begins to lift, pulled as if by vacuum towards the hole."
Wade calls out. "Get away from the hole. Move back!" Even as she pilots the drone away.
Ruffino is now alert even as Salvaggio, the fire inspector, approaches and orders everyone back. Ruffino calls back, "Everyone back away now, back now. Pull back."
Even so the air begins to seem to swirl around the top of the blast sight, a funnel cloud of red dust begins to spin about, pulling the red dust around towards it and down through the narrow hole recently made.
A sound begins to emit from the hole in the blast site cavern, a high pitched whine that seems to become more of a sceam. From the cavern comes an answer that sounds more like the roar as increasingly dust seems to get pulled towards both the blast site and the open container.
OCC Everyone Role d 100!
Ingwenya pauses a moment as he considers the questions from Shafto and Harry. "Mr Nasnas.... Ah.. he is something of a mystery, and perhaps more than he might appear or seem. I have not met this character nor do I wish to.... This may be just a delusion, you see, and imagination of people who are sleep deprived. Remember, these boys also spoke of shadow people that haunt them. These men have, well, nightmares. To them this Nasnas is not a full man but something.. mixed, a half man. I thought they meant a... what do you call them.. transexual?.. Perhaps but I think no this is something different. I have heard others speak of something moving through the Hole in the late night..a man that hops on one leg, with one arm, but moving very fast, that hides in shadows. I am told this Nasnas appears as a fully formed individual, but this is a mask. Or perhaps this Nasnas is a part man, part spirit or demon, and has inhabited the nature of a man. You see.. I think many of you would think that this is fiction, a boogeyman. But as such, this man is likely to change his shape or identity, perhaps he is a man or a woman.. who can tell. But I have been told that this creature feeds on the poor, the destitute, the lonely, the abandoned or forsaken, and as you can see, in this place, there are many that fit that description. But no, I have heard little of him as late, but rather people have become hushed. They know people are vanishing, but they prefer not to speak of who is behind this. They speak to me of this perhaps because I am a man of the cloth and I take their confessions. But It is not unlike other places in America, no, were the local community will not speak least they experience retaliation by telling too much to people who should not know. This Nasnas might be something of a gangster then, who rules by fear. All I can tell of him, is that he is of the Middle East, but he is not Muslim, but perhaps something that came before Islam, when the land was ruled by pagan cults, djinn and shaetins."
He pauses and then laughs. "Ah but you will not take this seriously because you are modern people, yes?"
Ingwenya then turns to Gonzales, "But my friend I am from Africa and we see things different. To us the spirit world is not far away, and that the ghosts of the past live with us. Where I am from, the cruel political leaders rule because people fear them, not only because they can do terrible violence and cruelty, but because people believe they are witches and control terrible supernatural forces. This is what we believe, and who is to say we are wrong, or any more wrong than any of your more modern faiths. We believe in magic, supernature and devils that walk the earth. This Nasnas may be a real person, a demon or both at the same time. What is impossible in the mind of God?"
"I am an African Zionist to answer your question." Says Ingwenya. "There are many different types of us, and sometimes we are called African indigenous churches or African-initiated churches. We are Christians but there are different types. Some are Ethiopian, others Zionist, Messianic or even Aldura Pentecostal. When Europeans brought Jesus and Protestantism or Catholicism to Africa to convert us Black Africans, that got many converts but many of the Europeans were racist bastards who thought themselves superior because of the color of their skin. Many of us Black Africans had difficulty reconciling the European faiths with our own world views and experiences, our sense of the spiritual world. If you are asking about our affiliations, our churches draw from many European faiths. Some are more Anglican, or Roman Catholic or Methodist. Mine is a Zionist Church but of Central Africa. My church draws its origins from Christian Catholic Apostolic Church found in Zion by John Alexander Dowie, of Zion, Illinois. But you can see my robes are black, and draw from Catholicism. We also draw on the Zion Christian Church from Zion City, Limpopo, South Africa and Ibandla Lenkosi Apostolic Church in Zion. But in truth, we mix the Messianic and the Zionist practices for our people who usually were not supportive of more Kimbanguist faith that is popular in my native Congo."
OCC- note for more on African Initiated Churches- for your interest- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/African-initiated_church
IC
Near the container
Conroy and Miranda are stepping away from container's door, moving away to fetch the protective gear, have gone perhaps a dozen steps. But even as they do so they begin to feel that the air around them seems to be drawn into the container. The door of the container seems almost like the maw of some giant beast drawing in a breath, and even as they step away, they can feel a tug in the air that seeks to draw them inside. They feel suction of the air on their skins, pulling at them even from the distance, tugging at them. Both Lapis and Dowd feel the pull and step away.
Dowd calls out, "Something inside the container?"
"Fuck if I know." Calls out Lapis.
Everyone notices that some of the particles of dust around them, on the floor are being pulled inside the container, being picked up and sucked in, as if captured by some vacuum cleaner.
Further away near the blast site, the rescue calls out, "We've broken through!"
But there too the air seems to being to be drawn into the basement. The rescue crew begin to step away as the others can see the dust around the site begins to lift, pulled as if by vacuum towards the hole."
Wade calls out. "Get away from the hole. Move back!" Even as she pilots the drone away.
Ruffino is now alert even as Salvaggio, the fire inspector, approaches and orders everyone back. Ruffino calls back, "Everyone back away now, back now. Pull back."
Even so the air begins to seem to swirl around the top of the blast sight, a funnel cloud of red dust begins to spin about, pulling the red dust around towards it and down through the narrow hole recently made.
A sound begins to emit from the hole in the blast site cavern, a high pitched whine that seems to become more of a sceam. From the cavern comes an answer that sounds more like the roar as increasingly dust seems to get pulled towards both the blast site and the open container.
OCC Everyone Role d 100!