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DG - Yellow Sign Boogie - Session 10 Summary |
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Written by Arkat
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Saturday, 04 April 2009 |
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Alice’s Notes on a Napkin - In The Night Floors, No Idea of Time or Date - New Orleans (apparently)
- Today I found new friends and I think these ones are real and don't run away. They are also heavily armed which has to be a plus.
- They are FBI Agents except for one guy whose British - he's not. I am not really sure what he is but he has a nice gun - looks like a Browning High Power with extra wide ejection ports.
- I am a gun bunny! I also appear to be an excellent shot. My new friends are called Marty (he's the guy with the P90 and he's not FBI either - he's Naval Criminal Investigative Services - gee that's long, no wonder they call it NCIS), Frost (still working out whether that's his first or second name) and Karen - I think she's a ‘Talent' although where that comes from...no clue.
- Karen has adopted a mannequin. Strangely, I am okay with this.
- I have been having flashbacks - a guy in an office - it turns out he's from Homeland Security and we worked together watching some strange fat people killing dogs. This was clearly not a date!
- The guy from the office appears in a picture we found on a wall in this never ending hotel of weirdness. It says his name is Callaghan and he's standing next to a guy called Kruger who my friends are looking for. They're both holding bottles. Does this mean anything?
- More flashbacks - we trailed the fat canine killers to some place - looked like a medical centre or something. I went in with Callaghan but only I came out and I wasn't in a good state either.
- Met a guy with a bad wig. His name is Mark Roark - he thinks it's 1933 (hmm well could be) - he says that the fat men and a guy called Stenneau brought me here. I wonder why?
- Attacked by a dog like critter made of smoke and covered in blue slime - dangerous blue slime (well is there any other type, Alice?) It appears impervious to firearms which disappointed Marty P90 tremendously. I will try other deadly methods next time. Brit guy KIA. Karen screamed a lot and found her leg refused to work. I really couldn't make this up could I?
- I saved Frost's ass! My popularity quota jumped a grade. Whoop de do - now someone please get me out of here!
- Dog back again - dragon eye strike did not work. Back to the drawing board.
- Keep finding fragments of a play. My friends advise me it is the King in Yellow. Whatever, it sure ain't Shakespeare.
- Plays, plays, plays. What's that quote - ‘The play's the thing wherein we'll catch the conscience of a King' - now that is Shakespeare. It's also from a tragedy where pretty much everyone dies. This is not a good thing.
- Good thing! Karen's shapely leg is working again.
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