[11th consult; accidental video]

[dr_conscience]

[Wilson's network device seems to have developed a mind of its own today; the video feed starts out pitch black, though after a moment the glow of the device illuminates a sleeping oncologist. His face scrunches up at the light and he makes a small grumble... after a moment, his eyes drag themselves open. His brow furrows in confusion at the device, and he reaches over and turns off the video function. At this point, the transmission changes to voice.]

Well, that's odd.

Sorry about that, everyone... thing seems to be on the fritz.




[ooc: Bla bla bla, random post here exclusively for the purposes of being 4th walled. Wilson's from season 2, the episode Safe specifically, but feel free to spoil him at will anyway. He'll forget anything I don't want him knowing. XD I prefer not to have doubles, but I have no other restrictions.
PS: I AM COOL WITH BACKDATING. Always.]

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[dr_conscience]

[Ahahahahah yeah, that window is gone. And the second it is, Wilson's upright, bolting out the door, and slamming it behind him... not that he expects that to do much. His mun should probably let House's mun know about their guests. XD]

[omnomnomhumans.livejournal.com]

[That poor window! It probably lived a good life ;; Ah~ what's dinner without a good chase? Nodding at it's friend, the raptor jumps through the window]

[bornaraptor.livejournal.com]

[Snarling loud, the dinosaur follows through the window and makes for the door, clawing and body slamming into it.]

[dr_conscience]

[And Wilson's out in the hallway, unsure of what to do next. He can hear the door splintering, so he knows he can't exactly take his time. Does he wake House and warn him? Lead the raptors out and hope they don't notice there's anyone else there? Still unsure and trying to buy some time, he buckles his back against the bookshelf next to his door and shoves it in front of it. Sure, they'll get through it, but maybe it will stall them for a few minutes.]

[omnomnomhumans.livejournal.com]

[This little raptor helps with the body slam until it realizes that the prey might just escape. So it jumps back out of the window and travels to the front of the building where it is attempting to break in by running into the front door]

[bornaraptor.livejournal.com]

[The door's getting pretty damaged now, but it'll take too long on it's own. :| Time for more raptor barking for help.]

[nomsyourface.livejournal.com]

[Approaches from the left!]

[dr_conscience]

[This was obviously getting out of hand. His head snaps in one direction as he hears one raptor shift its strategy, then snaps in another as he hears the second call out, and snaps in yet another direction as he hears the third raptor approach. He stands there, bug-eyed and hyperventilating for a few moments, glancing frantically around and having absolutely no idea of what to do or where to go. Struck by a sudden realization, desperate as it may be, he rushes into the kitchen and grabs a large knife in each hand. Not that he really expects to be able to do much, but, finding himself surrounded, he doesn't see much other choice right now.]

fgkjsznkjfn i am so sorryffffff

[omnomnomhumans.livejournal.com]

[The lone raptor finally gets the front door open and shakes it's head before sniffing around. Target located and now it's gonna slowly creep up to the kitchen and act like a ninja.]

I'm not. |D

[bornaraptor.livejournal.com]

[Just going to assume that this guy's gotten a good part of his body through the door by now. Or something idfk.]

Nor am I 83

[nomsyourface.livejournal.com]

[And he is waiting in line guarding the rear in case you try to slip past.]

I'm still laughing... though, starting to worry about Jimmy XD

[dr_conscience]

[Knives in hand, he turns towards the kitchen doorway, moving to walk back towards the hallway. Why yes, he does feel ridiculous, but... being surrounded by hungry dinosaurs seems, to him, to count as a desperate times, desperate measures scenario. He'd really like it if he could stop thinking about Jurassic Park right now, though. He's practically on top of the doorway before he realizes where the first raptor is, and stops in his tracks.]

.... opps D:

[omnomnomhumans.livejournal.com]

[If dinosaurs could laugh, this one would probably have a deep evil laugh and would be displaying it right now. Instead, his mouth is just opening as he leans closer to Wilson. Also, he'd probably be saying 'I'm not touching you~~' if he could talk]

[bornaraptor.livejournal.com]

[HI THIS ONE'S HERE, NOW. Except, he's raising his head to sniff the air, catching the scent of. Of something. He chirps at the others, following the smell toward the refrigerator. A.D.D. RAPTOR IS A GO.]

[nomsyourface.livejournal.com]

[FOLLOWING RAPTOR NUMBER TWO because whatever it is in that fridge smells delicious.]

ahahaha don't worry!! this is loltastic. what are characters for if not torture?

[dr_conscience]

[Wilson stares in disbelief at the raptors, stepping back to allow a wide berth to the refrigerator as he lowers his hands. As they move towards the fridge, he's moving towards the doorway, hoping to make it out of the kitchen while they're going after whatever it is that he honestly much rather they eat than him.]

Oh yay! ....uhm.... they're... .... okay, yeah, you have a point

[omnomnomhumans.livejournal.com]

[Raptor number one is also interested in the fridge; he's curious about what his friends just found. But his curiosity doesn't last long because his head snaps towards Wilson's direction >3 Yeah this one is on a mission...]

[bornaraptor.livejournal.com]

[Raptor numero two has developed a liking for twinkies. Plastic and all.]

[nomsyourface.livejournal.com]

[Whilst this one is looking back and forth between the twinkies and the Wilson, apparently trying to make it's mind up over which looks more appetizing.]

[dr_conscience]

[When the first raptor turns back towards him, Wilson stiffens up, freezing in place. He swallows hard - his chest is just barely moving as he breathes. His fingers tighten on the knives he's still holding, and he stares back at the raptor. Shit, shit, shit. He knew a forty-something oncologist with a couple of kitchen knives was no match for a raptor. Or two raptors. When the third raptor shows signs of losing interest in the fridge, he stiffens further, his already-wide eyes growing even wider. Even if one raptor had lost interest, this was still distinctly bad.]

[omnomnomhumans.livejournal.com]

[R1 sticks his head in the fridge and with his snout he knocks a bottle of ketchup out and the cap snaps open. The bottle spins around and R1 scoops it up with his mouth and bites down which follows a string of ketchup shooting out coughtowardswilsoncough Because of his sharp teeth the bottle eventually snaps in half and ketchup just gets eeeeverywhere.]

[bornaraptor.livejournal.com]

[What is this red substance. R2D2 licks it off the first raptor, and then, curiously, dips a twinkie in it. TASTY.]

[nomsyourface.livejournal.com]

[R3 has discovered a package of hot dogs.]

pff why is midnight almost here. (tho i am totally cool w/backdating for epic dino battles XD)

[dr_conscience]

[Wilson sort of jumps a little when he's squirted with ketchup. He glances down at himself and then back up just as the first raptor crushes the bottle in a giant red mess. Gritting his teeth, he watches in horror as the second raptor discovers the taste of ketchup... and then eyes the stain on his shirt again, with a new sort of gravity. As grateful as he is that the third raptor is distracted, he doesn't expect it to last too long. He knows that if they get close enough to him that he can actually stab or slash with one of the knives, he's pretty much done for. So, he swallows, raises his left hand, and throws one of the knives towards the raptors. It's a desperate move, but he hopes it's at least a little less stupid than it seems.]

Excellent. 83

[bornaraptor.livejournal.com]

[SCREAAAAAAMSSSS LOUUUUDDDDDLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYY as it gets stabbed in the side. HE JUST WANTED TO EAT HIS TWINKIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEESSSSSS Wilson you are screwed to the highest degree.]