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Greener Pastures (8a/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-05-24 02:41 am (UTC)(link)Pip-Boy Model 3000
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∙ The tapes haven’t answered our questions at all. We felt it was best to take a look around the area. There had to be some answers that weren’t recorded.
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Greener Pastures (8b/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-05-24 02:43 am (UTC)(link)“I’m surprised you wanted to do this,” Veronica said as she pointed the camera at Layla. The sun was high overhead as they walked along the cracked road west of the Strip.
“I just want to find out what happened,” Layla responded, then turned and pointed a suspicious look at the girl holding the camera. “Why are you surprised?”
“Because you’re a total wuss, and this situation’s all freaky.”
The Courier stuck her hands on her hips.
“You’re just as big of a baby about this kind of stuff as I am,” she grumbled. The minor sneer on her face sunk into a worried frown as she looked around the area.
“Do you think we should have asked Raul to come with us?” Layla asked as she wrapped her arms around herself. “Or waited until Boone got home?”
“Boone’s not due back for almost a week, and Sheldon isn’t going to wait forever for us to figure this out,” Veronica said as she focused the camera on the power station they were walking by. “We already know there’s some well-dressed crazy hanging around. We just need to make sure he doesn’t catch us off guard and we’ll be fine.”
“I don’t know…” Layla said, still sounding worried. “We don’t even know for sure if that guy attacked Terry. And that last tape freaked me out. It was like he was a completely different person.”
“Do you want to turn back?” Veronica asked, panning back to the Courier. “We don’t have to do this.”
“Do you want to go home?” Layla asked. There was a brief pause before either spoke.
“I want to know what scared Terry so badly,” Veronica said firmly. “What about you?”
“Yeah, let’s keep going,” Layla said. “What’s the worst that could happen?”
“We could get murdered.”
“Yeah, but that could happened anywhere. Might as well be here.” The shorter girl turned back in Veronica’s direction, then looked at the camera. “Is that thing on?”
“Sure is,” the other girl answered. The courier glared into the lens.
“Turn it off; I’m gonna go crazy if I know you’ve got that thing on me the whole time.”
“I’m getting this all on tape. I want everyone to see how incredibly brave I was and how much of a puss you were.”
“Oh please,” Layla groused. “You’ll be screaming and crying just as bad as I will. Now turn that thing off.”
“Fine, you big baby.”
The video cut off.
Greener Pastures (8c/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-05-24 02:45 am (UTC)(link)Play attached video file? y/n
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“Are you getting it?” Layla whispered as the camera struggled to focus in the dark.
“Shine your light on it.”
There was a click followed by a low hum as Layla switched on her Pip-Boy light. The camera’s image was bathed in an eerie yellow glow as the Courier aimed the light. There were standing in the ‘wind brahmin’ corral. The view lands on the nightkin who’d been selling the tumbleweed, lying dead on the ground.
“What do you think happened?’ Layla said, voice still quiet.
“Maybe someone didn’t want to buy a wind brahmin,” Veronica answered.
“Yeah… That makes sense,” the Courier said a she moved closer, examining the body. “These look like knife wounds, but some of them are really high and at odd angles.”
“Like someone very tall did it,” Veronica pointed out.
Layla looked up at that, then wrapped her arms around herself.
“I’m going to turn this thing off for now,” the scribe said.
The Courier nodded as she looked at the dead nightkin again, then the picture cut out.
Greener Pastures (8d/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-05-24 02:47 am (UTC)(link)Play attached video file? y/n
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“I know I said I didn’t want this thing on…” Layla’s voice cut in as the image focused on the far wall of a room, lit by a nearby lantern. “But it kinda feels like someone else is here when it’s going.”
“Veronica’s asleep,” she continued quietly. “That witch won the rock, paper, scissors after having the gall to demand we stay the night.”
The image shifted and moved as the camera was picked up. It panned over the interior of the farmhouse Terry had been in. Veronica lay sleeping on a bed a few feet away.
The image moved again, coming to a halt as the camera was set down on a table. The Courier moved around and sat on a chair further away, still in view.
“Tony always told me to sing a goofy song if I got creeped out,” Layla whispered. “Of course my other brothers would just try to scare me worse.”
The house creaked as the wind blew outside, and the Courier pulled her leg up to her chest.
“What puts the kick in and chicken,” she started singing quietly, “the magic in June?” There was another creak in the building, and her singing got louder. “It’s just Elmer’s Tune…”
She trailed off as the wind continued blowing and the lantern flame flickered. As the light shifted, one large shadow grew on the wall. It wavered for a moment, the moved toward Layla. It passed over her, then disappeared.
The video ended.
Re: Greener Pastures (8d/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-05-24 04:43 am (UTC)(link)Re: Greener Pastures (8d/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-05-24 10:54 am (UTC)(link)Re: Greener Pastures (8d/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-05-26 03:59 am (UTC)(link)Oh, baby, you just had to ask.
Re: Greener Pastures (8c/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-05-25 02:20 am (UTC)(link)