This Game Starts at 11
Mar 21, 2013 22:53:08 GMT -8
Post by HyveMynd on Mar 21, 2013 22:53:08 GMT -8
So last night was session three of our Monsterhearts game, and I wanted to keep up the AP record. Yes, I am monopolizing the Apocalypse World-Based games subforum. Deal with it. ;D
First though, just in case people missed it, here's session two again.
Kindly just ignore the watermarks on the stock images. And yes, Catherine is a complete basket case.
The first session ended on a cliffhanger for both January and Cage. Both of them were at a house party thrown by Danielle, one of Vivian's toadies, and both had gotten into sticky situations. Cage, who was coming down the stairs with Vivian after having sex, gets confronted by Lance and most of the hockey team. Things get tense. January, who'd been steered over to the football team by Marco, gets approached by Danielle and is told she has to make up for what she did to Vivian. Whatever it is, it's not going to be good. Catherine (the Ghost) arrives at the party. This is incredibly odd as no one usually notices her or invites her to anything.
We took a break here, and then jumped ahead to the group arriving at January's place.
The next morning (with surprisingly no one having sex in that cramped, little motel room) Cage, January, and Catherine walk to a McDonalds for breakfast. All three of them have hangovers, and Cage is probably still hurting from the beating the hockey team gave him. While they eat, they see on the TV that there was some kind of animal attack last night in the woods near the party. Billy (the chubby nerd January threatened in an upstairs bedroom) was found torn limb from limb. The group decides to head over to Danielle's house to see what happened. Cage lurks outside while January and Catherine knock on the door. It's opened by Danielle's dad, who is visibly pissed about coming back to an absolutely trashed house and a dead kid in his backyard. The girls get told that Danielle is unavailable and are asked if they were at the party last night. January lies and says no. They get asked inside, where they find Vivian. She and January trade barbs and accusations, until they hear a car pull up. Danielle's dad has called the cops. Outside the house, Cage ducks into the woods again to avoid the police. Catherine and January give statements to the police, their information is taken down, and they're asked to come forward if they remember anything useful. We close the session with Cage stumbling to the place where Billy was killed, as evidenced by a few shreds of clothing and a large number of crows sitting ominously in the trees surrounding the spot.
First though, just in case people missed it, here's session two again.
Kindly just ignore the watermarks on the stock images. And yes, Catherine is a complete basket case.
The first session ended on a cliffhanger for both January and Cage. Both of them were at a house party thrown by Danielle, one of Vivian's toadies, and both had gotten into sticky situations. Cage, who was coming down the stairs with Vivian after having sex, gets confronted by Lance and most of the hockey team. Things get tense. January, who'd been steered over to the football team by Marco, gets approached by Danielle and is told she has to make up for what she did to Vivian. Whatever it is, it's not going to be good. Catherine (the Ghost) arrives at the party. This is incredibly odd as no one usually notices her or invites her to anything.
Cage and Lance get into a shouting match, and Lance asks Cage if he wants to take it outside. Gladly, says Cage and leaves Vivian standing on the steps. Off they go into the yard where the hockey team forms a circle around them. Lance makes the first move, throwing a punch that Cage tries to duck under. He's not quick enough though, and catches Lance's fist in his face. He staggers backwards into the arms of one of the hockey players, who grabs him in a bear-hug, holding his arms so Lance can lay into him even more. Cage head-butts the guy, smashing his face, and goes berserk. He sees red. He needs to cause as much chaos as he can. Right now. Cage turns and starts wailing on anyone he can reach. The hockey team fights back, pulling him down with their numbers, and beats him into unconsciousness.
Back inside, Danielle presents January with a red plastic Solo cup and orders her to drink it. What's in it, January asks. It doesn't matter, replies Danielle. Drink it, and part one of your punishment is done. She steps closer to January. Drink it. Now. January considers her options, including violence, but that'll just cause more problems. Better to just get this over with. Fine. She snakes one arm around Danielle's waist, pulling her closer, and grabs the cup with her other hand, intertwining fingers as she does so. She chugs whatever's in the cup, intentionally spilling some down her front, which she then brushes away with Danielle's fingers. What the hell are you doing, yells Danielle shoving January away. I don't swing that way you perverted freak. Now on to part two. Danielle orders January upstairs. Second door on the left, she says. Make sure whoever's in there has a good time. We'll know if you don't. January hesitates. After this we're done right, she asks. For this offense, replies Danielle. Now go. Feeling she has no other choice, January starts dizzily starts up the steps.
Off in the corner, Catherine is approached by Marco, a defensive lineman for the football team. Are you having a good time, he asks. I guess so, replies Catherine shying away from him. He's completely drunk. You need to loosen up and have a good time, he says. Here. He pushes a plastic cup towards here and puts a hand on her shoulder. Catherine flips out at the male human contact and starts screaming, trying to get Marco off of her. Calm down you crazy freak, he says. I'm just trying to have a good time. Jeeze. I'm sorry, Catherine mumbles. Just don't touch me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Here, Marco says. You can make it up to me. He pushes the cup at her again, and Catherine gives in. She takes a sip, but Marco tips the cup so she swallows way more than she indented.
Outside, Cage is still out cold from the beating the hockey team gave him. They've propped him up into a sitting position, and are using his head as target practice for their empties. Bouncing beer cans off his head like a backboard.
Upstairs, January finds Billy waiting for her in one of the dimly lit bedrooms. He's chubby, with braces and a terminal case of acne. January wedges a chair under the door handle as there's no lock, snaps on the light, and stalks over to him. He looks nervous. January sees an opportunity, and acts on it. She sits down next to Billy, squeezing up against him. I know what you're expecting, she says, and I know what everyone says about me. But it's not true. She touches his hand and leans over. How about we just tell everyone that something happened, and leave it at that? If you promise not to say anything, maybe I could... reward you later, January asks him. When no one's around, of course. Billy leans in and kisses January. No, he says. Were going to do it right now, or I'm going to go tell Danielle, he says. January stands up and confronts him. I tried to be nice, she says glaring down at him. Did you hear what I did to Vivian, she asks. No, he replies. I put her in the fucking hospital, which is exactly what I'm going to do to your fat ass if you don't tell Danielle exactly what she wants to hear. Got it? Billy nods silently. Good. Now just sit there for a few minutes, then roll your ass downstairs and find Danielle. Minutes pass in silence. Finally Billy creeps out the door and heads downstairs. January finds an upstairs bathroom to make herself look slightly "messy" before going downstairs herself.
Meanwhile downstairs things are getting out of hand. Catherine realizes what this party really is and why she and January got an invite. It's an excuse to haze and humiliate all the loser kids. She panics, suddenly unable to find her friend Mary. Something bad must have happened to her. Where is she? She starts screaming again, and Vivian and Danielle start herding her towards the door. It's time for you to leave, they say. Catherine's slowly backed out the door into the front yard, where Cage is finally starting to come to. January comes down the steps, pushing between Vivian and Danielle to get to Catherine. Come on, she says. Let's just go home. Catherine babbles something about wanting to make sure Mary's all right. Forget her, January snaps. Let's just go. Now. They start walking away, through the woods to January's motel room on the highway. Cage groans, red-flooded vision coming back into focus. He's still hungry, and there is what he needs standing on the steps in front of him. Vivian. He heads right for her, grabs her arm, whispers in her ear. I need you again, right now, he says. Vivian recoils. You're hurting me Cage, she says. Let go of my arm. Cage starts screaming that he needs her at the top of his lungs, and looks like he's about to drag Vivian upstairs. Lance steps up behind him. Didn't you learn your lesson yet, he says. Cage turns, fist whistling through the air, and connects with Lance's jaw. There's a grinding pop, and Lance goes down. Hard. Cage lays into Lance's face like a punching bag, while Vivian and Danielle start screaming for someone to call the police.
January and Catherine hear the commotion behind them and turn around. Seeing another opportunity to get out from Danielle's thumb by intervening, January charges back towards Cage. Lance's face has a been reduced to something that resembles lasagna with teeth sprinkled in it. Get inside the house and lock the door, January yells to the girls. Now. January slaps Cage. Knock it the fuck off, she yells. Cage hesitates, fist in the air. We have to go, says January. Right now. Where's Vivian, asks Cage looking up at her. I need her. Right now. Right fucking now. He's screaming again. No you don't, January screams back. Vivian ran off. You scared her off. You. Police sirens blare in the distance, getting closer. January grabs Cage's arm and tried to pull him. We need to go right now, she begs. Please? Let's go. The police told us to stay out of trouble remember, she says. Cage stands up, blinking. All right, he says. January and Cage run back towards Catherine, and the three of them take off through the woods to avoid the cops.
We took a break here, and then jumped ahead to the group arriving at January's place.
Cage, January, and Catherine have walked through the woods to the seedy little motel by the highway where January stays. Catherine lives on the other side of town, and Cage lives in the orphanage. Both too far away to walk home. They’ll have to spend the night somewhere. Catherine can stay with me tonight, January says. But not you Cage. You can start walking home, or get a motel room. Are you paying for it, asks Cage. Fuck no, replies January. Then I’m staying with you, Cage says. Not asking her. Telling her. January doesn’t like that one bit. Absolutely not, she snaps. I’ve only got one bed. I don’t mind sharing a bed with you, Cage says, smiling. I’m going to vomit, January responds. Well, he is hurt, Catherine murmurs quietly. Can’t he just come in? Fine. Whatever. Just for a shower to clean himself up, growls January sliding her key into the lock.
Her motel room looks like it’s from the 70’s. Shag carpet. Brown wood wall paneling. A small desk and chair. A single bed. A tiny vanity at one end of the room, just outside of the bathroom. It’s messy, like it hasn’t been cleaned in months. You live here, snorts Cage as he walks in. And where do you live, retorts January. An orphanage, replies Cage. Then shut up, January says. The bathroom’s over there. Go clean yourself up. You’re bloody. Cage disappears into the bathroom. January flops onto the bed. Catherine sits on the floor and starts praying. After a little bit Cage comes out with just a towel wrapped around his waist. Catherine looks over at him, turns bright red, and quickly turns back. January rolls over and looks at Cage. Why are you wearing my towel, she asks. It was the only one, Cage replies. You want me to take it off, he adds grinning. No, I want to you put your fucking clothes back on, January answers. She rolls off the bed, heads into the bathroom, and gathers up Cage’s dropped clothes.
Cage is lying on the bed when January comes out again. She pauses, then throws the wadded up clothes at his head and jumps on him. Pinning his wrists down. Knees on either side of his hips. She leans down towards his face, and that’s when Cage sees her change. Just for a split second. Her eyes go completely black and her twists up into horns. Exactly the way Vivian had told him she looked when January was in the car with Lance before. Somehow Cage flips January. He’s on top of her now. Pinning her down. In nothing but a towel. January squirms under him, trying to not think about how hot he is. Get off me, she breathes. What’s wrong, asks Cage. I can tell you like this. I like being on top, January responds. So we can just change position, Cage smirks. Not in front of Catherine, January complains. Catherine can just leave then, Cage replies. No, January says. Take me out on a real date and I promise… I promise you’ll have a good time after. Cage shrugs, lets January up, and starts collecting his clothes.
Meanwhile Catherine is watching the whole thing, slowly rocking back and forth. This is just like what happened to her. January leading Cage on. Cage being too aggressive with January. Just like how things were with her before she killed herself. She starts trembling. Cage and January are somehow to blame for her death. It’s their faults. She’s rocking so violently now she doesn’t even feel the blood running down her face. That’s when Cage finally gets off of January, and they notice Catherine’s massive nosebleed. What’s wrong with you, asks January. Catherine doesn’t answer. January rolls off the bed and grabs a wad of toilet paper from the bathroom. She squats down in front of Catherine and gently reaches out to stop the other girl’s rocking. Everything’s going to be OK, January coos softly, wiping blood from Catherine’s face. Fingertips brush cheek. Trace lips. Catherine blushes and shakily reaches out to embrace January.
Cage has finished dressing by now. So I am sleeping up here with you, he asks January, pointing to the single bed. I can sleep on the floor, Catherine says quietly. Fuck that, says January. Cage can sleep on the floor by himself. You’re sleeping up here with me Catherine.
The next morning (with surprisingly no one having sex in that cramped, little motel room) Cage, January, and Catherine walk to a McDonalds for breakfast. All three of them have hangovers, and Cage is probably still hurting from the beating the hockey team gave him. While they eat, they see on the TV that there was some kind of animal attack last night in the woods near the party. Billy (the chubby nerd January threatened in an upstairs bedroom) was found torn limb from limb. The group decides to head over to Danielle's house to see what happened. Cage lurks outside while January and Catherine knock on the door. It's opened by Danielle's dad, who is visibly pissed about coming back to an absolutely trashed house and a dead kid in his backyard. The girls get told that Danielle is unavailable and are asked if they were at the party last night. January lies and says no. They get asked inside, where they find Vivian. She and January trade barbs and accusations, until they hear a car pull up. Danielle's dad has called the cops. Outside the house, Cage ducks into the woods again to avoid the police. Catherine and January give statements to the police, their information is taken down, and they're asked to come forward if they remember anything useful. We close the session with Cage stumbling to the place where Billy was killed, as evidenced by a few shreds of clothing and a large number of crows sitting ominously in the trees surrounding the spot.