IC: Ch 1a: To the Farm (Eddie, Maria, Dr Porter)

[BenTheRat]

"He's come 3 straight nights now, guess he has a taste for chicken." The farmer says.

OOC:   Both of you please make a spot hidden check for me.

[CrackheadC.]

Spoiler:

CrackheadC. rolled 1d100:
32

[HoneyDog]

Maria can't see anything that stands out.

Spoiler:

Spot Hidden 25: Spot hidden: 1d100 28

[BenTheRat]

You don't see anything unusual, but it is starting to get dark as Eddie comes back around the corner with his shotgun.

[HoneyDog]

Maria

"We'd better find some place to hide."

[BenTheRat]

Mr. Jenkins pulls the shotgun off the barn wall. "Hide if you like, they don't seem to have a taste for people though. At least I never felt threatened by it. Just stealing my damn chickens."

[CrackheadC.]

"Never felt threatened by it, huh? That is interesting. And you say it goes straight for the chickens every time? Perhaps this is just some large wild animal, one that happens to know exactly where to get a meal. Dr. Porter grunts unsatisfied, "...that hypothesis doesn't account for how it could take a shotgun blast and jump right back up - that is assuming you were not using something like birdshot in the gun."

Dr. Porter moves to a spot behind wherever Jenkins and Donovan set themselves up, as he doesn't carry a weapon.

[BenTheRat]

"Well, its all I got, birdshot and rocksalt. I have a pistol, but I ain't as good with that as I use to be." he stops and cocks his head. "shhhh, I think I hear it coming."

OOC:   everyone make a listen check

[CrackheadC.]

Spoiler:

CrackheadC. rolled 1d100:
81

[Mr. Handy]

Eddie hears it too. Birdshot and rock salt?! he thinks. No wonder whatever it was wasn't hurt! Good thing my shotgun's loaded with 00 buckshot. He takes out some spare shells and offers them to Mr. Jenkins.

Spoiler:

Listen roll (55% skill) behind the farmhouse:

Mr. Handy rolled 1d100:
16

[HoneyDog]

Maria, crouching behind the men, thinks she hears something.

Spoiler:

Listen 25:Listen: 1d100 22

[BenTheRat]

Spoiler:

you hear restuling, its faint and fast. It doesn't appear to be coming towards you though. It's running in circles, and back and forth. OOC: both of you make an idea check for me.

The farmer takes the buckshot, "should have loaded up with these to begin with, thanks." He unloads the birdshot and begins to load in the buckshot.

[HoneyDog]

Maria

"I can hear something. I think it's circling us."

Spoiler:

Idea 90:Idea: 1d100 90

[BenTheRat]

Spoiler:

not circling, it sounds like its playing.

[Mr. Handy]

"No problem," whispers Eddie as he thinks of something.

Spoiler:

Idea roll (60% stat) behind the farmhouse:

Mr. Handy rolled 1d100:
26

[BenTheRat]

Spoiler:

it sounds like its playing.

[HoneyDog]

Maria is still straining to listen.

"No wait! I think, it's chasing its tail! It could be playing."

[BenTheRat]

"Playing or not, if it comes for my chickens again, I'm putting it down. Look for the red eyes, that's when you know its close," the farmer says.

[HoneyDog]

Maria shifts her feet. The tension is building quickly. She hopes that the men don't start blasting indiscriminately.

[BenTheRat]

A flash of red light caught your eyes blinding you for a second. The next thing you knew in the yard just 15 yards in front of you was a large creature. It was shaped similar to a large dog, maybe close to a doberman, but this was no dog. It's skin appeared to be made of obsidian, black, smooth and shining. Water droplets are on it's back and sides, leaving streaks of water as they slide down it's sides. The red eyes seem to peer through you. Before you even realized it raised one of its paws and smashed a crate open and grabbed a chicken in it's jaws.

The other chickens exploded out of the crate in their attempt to get away from the unearthly creature.

OOC:   Everyone make a sanity 1/1d6 check for me. If you fail and roll more than 5, take an INT test. If you pass that let me know. Otherwise, you are free to act.