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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Thu Mar 08, 2018 2:36 pm

Nima attempted to start up the car but nothing happened.

"Dammit!" Nima yelled. "Come on!"

Nima tried to start up the car again. The glass started to crack more as the Dilophosaurus continued slamming the windshield with her snout. Miles screamed. "Holy shit!"

The car finally started and Nima it into reverse. As the car began swerving around, the Dilophosaurus fell off and onto the ground. Another Dilophosaurus looked up and was crushed by the car as it ran over her.

"I think we just killed something!" Miles shouted.

"Good!" Nima responded.

She got the car out of reverse and drove into the tunnel, leaving the Dilophosaurs behind them. Miles started to laugh uncontrollably. "We did it! Thank God! East Dock here we come!"

Nima noticed a stain between his legs. Miles covered it, embarassed. "Keep your eyes on the road!"

It seemed like their troubles were behind them...
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Thu Mar 08, 2018 2:59 pm

Robert Muldoon and Gerry Harding were tense as Muldoon drove the jeep down the slippery, muddy road. One false move and they've be in the ditch. But that was the least of their problems. It had been at least fifteen, maybe twenty minutes since the power went off and Nedry vanished. If he really had taken the embryos, and his target of escape was the east dock, they had precious little time to get there...
Muldoon glanced up as he drove and saw a sign that said "East Dock," and underneath, an arrow pointing them in the right direction.
"If we don't catch that sucker..." Muldoon didn't want to think of the implications.
At last the dock came into sight. And sure enough, there was the other jeep.
"That fat son of a..." Muldoon said darkly.
Harding glanced at him. Part of him wondered if Muldoon planned on bringing Nedry back alive.
They drove closer and closer to the dock. Harding could make out two figures walking toward a boat. Wait, two figures?
The car skidded into the clearing. Muldoon jumped out, gun in hand, and Harding quickly followed. "Freeze!" Muldoon screamed, like a ravage animal. "Dennis! Put your hands up!"
A gunshot rang crisp and clear through the air. And then Muldoon slumped to the ground.

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Thu Mar 08, 2018 3:11 pm

Gerry rushed to Muldoon's side and checked his vitals. Unconscious, but still alive. He could now get a clearer look at the two figures. One of them was a man wearing glasses and an InGen uniform. The other was a Costa Rican woman. The man was holding a can of shaving cream and a gun. The woman possessed a gun and a machete, but was holding up Muldoon's rocket launcher. "Put your hands where I can see them," she ordered. "And put your gun down..."

Gerry nodded, carefully putting his gun down and putting his hands where the man and the woman could see them. "Let's not do anything hasty..."

"Take their guns!" the woman told the man.

"Hey, I'm the one in charge here-" the man argued.

"Dammit, now's not the time!" the woman snapped. "Shut up and take their guns!"

The man nodded and took Gerry and Muldoon's guns, grumbling.

"Where's Nedry?" Gerry asked.

"Nedry's dead," the woman told him. "One of your dinos got him."

"What are we going to do with them?" the man asked the woman.

The woman gestured toward Muldoon. "You should get your friend medical attention," she told Gerry. "Get in your car and drive away. Don't try anything funny."

Gerry nodded obediently, not wanting to provoke them. He dragged Muldoon over to his jeep and got in himself. He began backing away.

"Are we really going to let them get away?" Miles asked Nima.

Nima nodded. "You got a problem with that?"

"Hey, I'm not arguing with the woman who has a rocket launcher."

"Good choice."
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Thu Mar 08, 2018 4:40 pm

Miles and Nima ran to the boat and jumped in. Nima let out a tired sigh. "Yeah!" Miles exclaimed. He tried to high-five Nima, but she wouldn't go for it.
The captain of the vessel, Bob, looked at the two of them with something akin to fear. "Are we ready to depart?" he asked, a bit anxiously.
"Wait," said a voice behind him. Nima turned. Her employer, Lewis Dodgson, stepped into the faint light. He was stone faced as he asked for the canister. Miles gave it to him: "All yours, boss."
Dodgson unscrewed the lid and checked the embryos in the hidden compartment. After a moment, he gave a nod. "I see you refreshed them," he said.
"Yep," Miles said. "Like you told me."
Dodgson was quiet for another moment, then nodded again. "Well done, both of you. You've more than earned your pay." His gaze darted to Nima. "Especially you, Miss Cruz. Your quick action back there may have saved our lives. I know Chadwick here wouldn't have been so brave."
Miles folded his arms and scowled at the jab to his ego.
"None of that matters now," Dodgson said. He put the canister in his bag. He smiled. "Smooth sailing from here on out."
Nima looked up at the stars. The clouds were gone. The storm had passed. She took it as a good omen. Without the crashing rain and shrieking wind, she could hear every little sound within fifty feet of them. Including the heavy splash behind them.
She turned around. She saw ripples at the shoreline where something had gone in. She turned back to the men. "Come over here, quick!"
They quickly came to her side. "What is it?" Miles asked.
She pointed out the ripples to them. "What's that?" Miles asked.
"Something following us," Dodgson said. He went to the back, and came back with a machine gun. He flicked the safety, then put the gun over the rail and fired. The sound was deafening. Dodgson let off a loose burst and then stopped. The ripples had gone.
"Well, there we go," Miles said with finality.
Then there was a splash behind them and Nima spun around as Bob screamed. Something--a coiling mass of skin--was slathering over the rail, onto the boat. With imperceptible speed, the creature jumped on Bob. The sailor's muffled screams were cut short. Dodgson raised his machine gun and fired. Nima and Miles did the same. Silence fell. Nima's eyes darted around quickly, searching for a glimpse of this assailant.

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Thu Mar 08, 2018 4:52 pm

Nima spotted a few drops of blood on the deck. Whatever that thing was, they had wounded it. But where did it go?

They were so focused on their one stowaway that they didn't notice more creatures swimming toward the boat...

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Gerry hit the brakes when he saw a man standing in the road ahead. To his surprise, it was Regis. Gerry immediately got out of the jeep.

"Regis?"

"Hey, Dr. Harding," Regis said with a smile, relieved to see a friendly face he recognized. "Can you give me a ride?"

"Of course! I was taking Muldoon back to the visitor center-"

"No!" Regis stopped him. "We need to go to the tyrannosaur paddock! Hammond's grandchildren and his experts could be in danger!"

Gerry nodded and climbed back into the car. "Climb in."

Regis eagerly did so and Gerry stepped on it, hoping that they were not too late...
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Thu Mar 08, 2018 5:45 pm

Nima's full attention was on the creature in the darkness. She was eager to shoot it once it revealed itself. But then she heard a noise behind her and turned to look. A pair of jaws snapped closed inches from her face. She screamed. Suddenly, there were more of them--swarming up the sides of the boat. Nima shot her gun without thinking. The air was filled with the sound of gunshots. Nima glimpsed a pair of three-fingered hands clutching the railing and teeth flashing in the moonlight. Terror overwhelmed her. She looked forward, and saw multiple of the creatures, their eyes blazing, blocking them from the boat's controls. Nima knew chances of survival were slim. So at this point it didn't matter what she did. All that considered, she turned around and jumped into the water. The water was freezing cold, chilling her to the bone in an instant. She began to swim. She expected a pair of jaws to fasten around her leg at any moment, but it didn't happen. She heard screaming. It sounded like Miles. Nima swam harder. She heard another splash--could it be one of the men, or a dinosaur? She swam even harder. She reached the shore and quickly pulled herself onto dry land. She'd made it. She looked back to the boat and saw the creature's eyes blazing in the darkness. They were remaining on the boat. That could only mean they'd made a kill.
Movement caught her eye, and she turned to see a figure running like mad for the jeep. "Hey!" she exclaimed. "Wait!" The man ignored her and started up the jeep and drove out of there. Nima cursed.
She heard a rustling sound behind her. She drew her machete--the only weapon she had left--and turned to face the sound. Suddenly, something ran past her at great speed--and Nima screamed as she felt excruciating pain in her arm. She looked at her arm. Something had bit her. The pain was so intense, she had to grind her teeth to keep from screaming.
She heard an odd clicking noise in the bushes around her. Okay, that was enough. She turned and began to run.

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Thu Mar 08, 2018 5:58 pm

She stopped only once when she saw something on the ground. Dodgson's bag. How did it get here? She opened it up and found the can of shaving cream. I should probably hold onto this, she decided. She then ran into the jungle.

She never saw the glowing eyes appear in the foliage.

A few minutes later...

A woman staggered onto the road in front of a car. Beeping the horn, the driver slammed the brakes and swerved out of the way, barely missing a collision. The woman collapsed in the car's headlights and the driver got out, kneeling down and noticing the wound on the unconsious woman's arm. Not just noticed it. Recognized it.

"Shit," Dr. Laura Sorkin cursed. She had been heading to the visitor center, figuring that was the safest place to be.

A clicking snarl erupted from the bushes ahead and a creature hidden in the darkness darted across the road.

Moving fast, Laura picked up the wonan and carried her to the car.

As she drove away, three pairs of eyes lit up in the darkness...
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Thu Mar 08, 2018 8:27 pm

Harding drove the jeep down the smooth road. He glanced at Muldoon in the back; the man was groaning and mumlbing in his sleep. Ed Regis was beside him, keeping an eye on him.
They were coming up on the T-rex paddock. They'd be there in just a couple seconds. Dread clotted in Harding's gut. What would they find? A couple of half-eaten corpses? Or was everything perfectly fine?
The headlamps illuminated a Land Cruiser. The hood of the vehicle was bent inward, like someone had thrown a boulder onto it. Beside it, the fence had been trampled and smashed. Harding cursed. He was afraid this would happen. There was no denying the fact that the T-rex had broken out of her enclosure.
He stopped the car and he and Regis got out. They checked the remaining Cruiser. There was nobody inside. "Where's the other one?" Regis asked.
"How should I know?" Harding replied.
"Wait- did you hear that?" Regis said.
"What?"
"It sounds like breathing."
Harding listened. Yes, he heard it too. "It's coming from over there," he said, pointing.
He and Regis made their way toward the sound. Harding reached into his belt and pulled out a flashlight. He turned it on and scanned the road.
He noticed something- a dark mass- lying about five yards away. At first he thought it was a piece of debris, but as he got closer, he saw the pale skin. It was a man.
"It's Malcolm!" Ed Regis said.
Harding bent down next to the man and checked his pulse. He felt one. "He's alive," he told Regis. Harding scanned him with the light. "It's his leg. The Rex bit his leg."
"But she didn't eat him," Regis said.
"No," Harding said. "Come on, I think we can carry him."
He and Regis then picked the man up and carried him back to the jeep. Muldoon was regaining consciousness. "Where's Dennis?" he mumbled.
"Don't worry about it," Harding told him. "We're going to get you to a doctor."
"We have a doctor?" Ed Regis asked.
"Yep," Harding said. "It's me."
"But you're a vet."
The two men got in the jeep and drove off into the night.

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Thu Mar 08, 2018 8:45 pm

“Are we going to walk all night?” Tim asked Grant.

“I don’t think I can,” Grant admitted. “We’ll have to stop, at least for a few hours.”

“Where are we going to stop?” Lex asked, immediately.

Grant thought for a moment. “I’m going to climb a tree and have a look around,” he finally announced.

High in the branches, he had a good view of the forest, the tops of the trees extending away to his left and right. They were surprisingly near the edge of the forest. Beyond that, a large open field and in the distance, more trees, and misty moonlight sparkling on the ocean. Somewhere he heard the bellowing of a dinosaur, but it was far away. Grant then saw what he was looking for: the dark strip of a service road, leading to the flat rectangle of a roof. The roof was barely above ground level, but it was there. And it wasn’t far.

When he came back down it took only a few minutes to lead the kids to the embankment leading to the below-grade service road, and the maintenance building off to the right.

Somewhere in the distance, they heard the tyrannosaur roar. “Is she around here?” Lex asked.

“No,” Grant reassured. “We’re in another section of park from her.” They slid down a grassy embankment and moved toward the concrete building. In the darkness it was forbidding, bunker-like.

“What is this place?” Lex asked.

“It’s safe,” Grant said, hoping that was true.

The entrance gate was large enough to drive a truck through. It was fitted with heavy bars. Inside, they could see, the building was an open shed, with piles of grass and bales of hay stacked among equipment.

The gate was locked with a heavy padlock. As Grant was examining it, Lex slipped sideways between the bars. “Come on, you guys.”

Tim followed her. “I think you can do it, Dr. Grant.”

He was right. It was a tight squeeze, but Grant was able to ease his body between the bars and get into the shed. As soon as he was inside, a wave of exhaustion struck him.

“I wonder if there's anything to eat,” Lex said.

“Just hay.” Grant broke open a bale, and spread it around on the concrete. The hay in the center was warm. They laid down, feeling the warmth. Lex curled up beside him, and closed her eyes. Tim put his arm around her. He heard sauropods trumpeting softly in the distance.

Neither child spoke. They were almost immediately snoring. Grant felt the warmth of the children against his own body. He closed his eyes, and slept.
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Fri Mar 09, 2018 12:21 am

Meanwhile in a maintenance shed a few miles from the tyrannosaurus paddock, three park workers sat in wait, totally oblivious to the fact that some of the most dangerous monsters to ever be created were now roaming the island, confused and out of containment. All they knew is that the power had gone out, and one of the rexes was out of its pen.

The shed was dark. They were hungry. But none of them dared to step outside.

One man, a repairman named John Harris, cranked their lamp for what must have been the fiftieth time. John could barely even remember what the maintenance shed looked like with the power on.

"I'm sick and tired of this," he huffed. "How 'bout we just break for the jeep and hope the rex isn't still stickin' around?"

"I don't think he's still around," said Thomas Albert from in the darkness where the lamp light couldn't reach. "I haven't heard his roar for at least an hour."

Harris nodded. "Me neither."

"If you're so sure," said Trey Roland from the corner. "Then why don't you just step outside and find out?"

John didn't say anything. Sure, he was tired of sitting in this maintenance shed waiting for a call that wouldn't come, but, at the end of the day, there was still a t-rex outside. At least, there was a few hours ago, and there was no telling whether or not the rex was still around. And John wasn't taking his chances to find out.

But Thomas seemed confident that the rex had left them. He stood from the darkness and made for the door.

"A'ight then," he said, adjusting his maintenance helmet in an overly dramatic manner. "I'll see you guys at the Visitor Center, okie dokie?" He grinned, grabbing the door handle.

Trey rolled his eyes.

John raised an eyebrow. "You're actually going out there?"

"Yeah dude," Thomas said. "Y'all can stay behind if you like. I understand if you're not emotionally prepared for the challenge of travelling to a building via automobile." He grinned again.

"Careful, your ego's getting outta hand. It's gonna eat you alive." Trey said.

Thomas opened the door and had barely taken a step before a large green shape fell upon the man and two strong jaws clamped his head in place, keeping him still as razor sharp toe claws dug into his flesh.

John found himself running towards the door and tugging it shut before any of the monsters could get in.

He stumbled back and covered his ears to block out the screams.

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(Note: The green instead of brown when describing the velociraptor is very intentional.)

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Fri Mar 09, 2018 6:37 am

Lewis Dodgson swore when he realized he had left his bag behind. Without that canister, all of this would have been for nothing! But he didn't dare go back for it. The only thing he cared more about than the canister was saving his own life. He had to try to put more distance between himself and those things that had gotten poor Chadwick. Had they gotten Cruz as well? She might have made it onto shore as well, but Dodgson was in such a panic that he didn't wait around to make sure. She was most likely dino food anyway. A damn shame.

Dodgson had no idea where he was going. This island and its layout was completely unfamiliar to him. This wasn't suppose to happen. And now Dodgson wasn't sure how he was going to get out of this. Biosyn wasn't going to send another boat. He was trapped on Isla Nublar.

Faced with this realization, Dodgson swore again and struck the wheel angrily. All his careful planning...

He turned a corner and saw a concrete barrier up ahead. He quickly slammed on the brakes and stopped short of the wall before he could hit it. Dodgson took a deep breath. He had been driving like a lunatic and could have gotten himself killed. He needed to think.

For a moment Dodgson listened to his heavy breathing and for the first time noticed the awful smell coming from his seat. It smelled like something had died in here. Then he realized something had died in here. Nedry. The poor bastard.

Dodgson knew he had to calm down. He could go back for the canister in the morning, he decided. When there was light. After that, he knew he couldn't get caught by the other people on the island. If he was lucky, maybe Biosyn would send another boat or a helicopter to find him. Unlikely, but Dodgson had to hope. It was the only chance he had.

But first Dodgson knew that he had to find some shelter. The cracked windshield told him that he wouldn't be safe forever in the car.

He took a deep breath and started the car again, driving down the dirt road at slower, less chaotic speeds. He prayed he wouldn't run into any dinosaurs. Dodgson had lost his gun when he was swimming for his life and he was no longer in control of this situation. He wasn't confident that he was going to survive, but he had to try.

Was he scared? Hell yes. But he was also determined to not end up like Nedry, Bob, Chadwick, or Cruz. He missed California though and he wished that this ordeal would already be over and behind him...
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Fri Mar 09, 2018 1:47 pm

Harding drove the jeep into the garage. "Go get help," he told Ed Regis. Regis nodded and dashed off.
Harding heard a mumbled voice behind him. Muldoon was waking up again. "Harding, what's going on?" he asked.
Harding patted his knee. "Just hold on, we're getting help."
Ed Regis returned a few minutes later with Ellie, Gennaro, Hammond, Wu, and Jess. Hammond waddled along, saying, "My grandchildren! Where are my grandchildren?"
Harding hugged his daughter before turning to the old man. "They weren't there when we got there," he explained.
"Where is there?" Hammond demanded.
"The T-rex paddock," Ed Regis said.
"What happened to them?" That was Ellie. She was in the back, looking at the two injured men. "Muldoon looks like he's been shot!"
"One of Nedry's accomplices did that," Harding explained.
"And Malcolm looks like he got bit!"
"He did. By the T-rex."
Gennaro gasped. "The T-rex got out of his pen?!"
"I'm afraid so," Harding said.
"And my grandchildren?" Hammond asked. He was white as a sheet.
"I don't know. We didn't find any remains. So there's a good chance they and Grant managed to escape."
Hammond staggered. Gennaro reached out and steadied him.
"You!" Hammond screamed, pointing at Ed Regis. "You were supposed to take care of them!"
Regis backed away from the man. "I tried..."
Harding stepped in between the publicist and his boss. "It's no one's fault," he told Hammond.
"Excuse me, Malcolm is dying over here!" Ellie called. "We have to get him some medical attention."
"Leave that to me," Harding said. "Let's get him and Muldoon upstairs."

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Fri Mar 09, 2018 2:02 pm

Another jeep drove into the garage. Laura Sorkin got out.

"Dr. Sorkin," Gerry recognized. "I'm glad you're okay."

Laura nodded. "I decided with the power out I should head to the visitor center."

"Where's David?" Wu asked.

Laura looked down. "He... didn't make it. I told him it was too dangerous, but he chose to check on the quarantine pens. I heard his screams as he was eaten alive..." She fought back tears, still not over the gruesome death of her assistant and close friend. "I'm so sorry..."

"You aren't to blame," Gerry reassured. "We're just glad you're safe."

"What about the power?" Laura asked. "When will that come back on?"

"We don't know," Wu answered. "Nedry sabotaged the park's systems so he could steal dinosaur embryos and transport them to the East Dock."

"What's the damage?"

"The Tyrannosaurus got out and injured one of Hammond's guests. His grandchildren are missing and Nedry was killed by a dilophosaur according to Regis."

"So we can't get him to fix the systems and restore power."

"Unfortunately not. Ray is trying to find out what he did, but it's progressing slowly."

"I found someone while driving," Laura remembered. "She needs medical attention."

Laura lead Gerry and Wu to her car. An unconsious woman was in the passenger's seat. Gerry gasped.

"This was one of Nedry's accomplices. Looks like she was bitten by something. The wound is getting worse..."

Wu recognized the bite and realized the implications. But first they had to treat this woman before it was too late. Then he would deal with Sorkin...
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Fri Mar 09, 2018 3:30 pm

Carrying Malcolm and assisting Muldoon and Nima, the survivors made their way upstairs and to the control room.
Arnold was alone in the control room. He looked up as the group entered. "Is that Malcolm?" he asked.
"Yes," Ellie replied. She and Harding placed the man on a table.
"Look, maybe this isn't the best place for-"
"There's no time," Harding interrupted. "Malcolm needs help fast. Someone get me the first-aid-kit."
Wu ran off to get it.
Hammond walked over to Arnold. "Progress?" he asked hopefully.
"I think I'm getting somewhere, yeah," Arnold replied. "Check this out. White rabbit object."
Wu came back with the first-aid-kit. Harding opened the kit and started riffling through the contents. He found the morphine and quickly injected Malcolm. He turned to Sorkin. "What do I do with her?" he asked.
"Leave it to me," the woman replied. "Is there any carfentanyl in there?"
"Yeah, but what for-?"
"Trust me on this," Sorkin said.
Harding turned his attention to Arnold. The man was saying, "it's a command code. He punched it in and it shut off keystroke logging, meaning I couldn't see what he was up to." The man sounded somewhat impressed. "It's not a bad trick."
"Well, can you get the power back on?" Hammond demanded.
"I'm working on it."
Harding got back to work on Malcolm, cleaning his injuries, spraying them with disinfectant. "How are things going?" Ellie asked him after a while.
"That T-rex's mouth is full of bacteria," Harding said. "I'm afraid Malcolm's infected."
"What can we do?"
"It's beyond my ability to heal. We need professionals."
"Well, that's not going to happen unless Arnold gets the power back on."
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"She's stable," Sorkin reported, about the Costa Rican woman.
Wu was standing nearby, arms folded. "I'm sorry about David," he said.
"Me too."
"How could you have been so stupid? You knew those things were too dangerous but you kept them anyway."
"I did what I thought was right."
"Look where that got you."
Sorkin sighed. "Look, I have to help this woman. I'd appreciate a little room to maneuver."
"We're not over this," Wu vowed. He turned and walked away.

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Fri Mar 09, 2018 4:07 pm

The pack of juvenile dilos feasted on what was left of Nedry. He was a large man and there was plenty of meat to go around.

Then in the dark the dilos heard something that made them stop eating. Clicking sounds. Immediately the dilos abandoned their meal and fled into the jungle in a frightened panic, away from the clicking sounds.

In the distance, the tyrannosaur roared.

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June 12th, 1989

Grant opened his eyes and yawned. He stretched sleepily and sat up.

Soft yellow light came through the side windows. It was morning. From around the corner, he heard a squeaking sound, like a rusty wheel. And then Lex giggling.

Grant stood slowly, and looked at the building. Now that it was daylight, he could see it was some kind of a maintenance building, with stacks of hay and supplies.

“Chew your food,” Lex was saying. “Don’t be a piggy, Ralph.”

Grant walked around the corner and found Lex by the bars, holding out handfuls of bay to an animal outside that looked like a large pink pig and was making the squeaking sounds Grant had heard. It was actually an infant triceratops, about the size of a pony. The infant didn’t have horns on his head yet, just a curved bony frill behind big soft eyes. He poked his snout through the bars toward Lex, his eyes watching her as she fed him more hay.

“That’s better,” Lex said. “There’s plenty of hay, don’t worry.” She patted the baby on the head. “You like hay, don’t you, Ralph?”

Lex turned back and saw him. She smiled.

“This is Ralph,” she introduced. “He’s my friend. He likes hay.”

“Where’s Tim?” Grant asked.

“Peeing,” she answered. “You want to help me feed Ralph?”

The baby triceratops looked at Grant. Hay stuck out of both sides of his mouth, dropping on the floor as he chewed.

“He’s a very messy eater,” Lex said. “And he’s very hungry.”

The baby finished chewing and licked his lips. He opened his mouth, waiting for more. Grant could see the slender sharp teeth, and the beaky upper jaw, like a parrot.

“Okay, just a minute,” Lex said, scooping up more straw from the concrete floor.

“Why is his name Ralph?”

“Because he looks like Ralph,” Lex shrugged. “At school.”

Grant didn’t ask her to elaborate. He came closer and touched the skin of Ralph’s neck gently.

“It’s okay, you can pet him,” Lex told him. “He likes it when you pet him, don’t you, Ralph?”

The skin felt dry and warm, with the pebbled texture of a football. Ralph gave a little squeak as Grant petted him. Outside the bars, his thick tail swung back and forth with pleasure.

“He’s pretty tame,” Grant noticed. Ralph looked from Lex to Grant as he ate, and showed no sign of fear. It reminded Grant that the dinosaurs didn’t have ordinary responses to people.

“Maybe I can ride him,” Lex suggested.

“Let’s not.”

“I bet he’d let me. It’d be fun to ride a dinosaur.”

They heard a deep snorting sound, like the snort of a very large horse, and suddenly the baby became agitated. He tried to pull its head back through the bars, but got caught on the edge of his frill, and he squeaked in fright.

The snorting came again. It was closer this time.

Ralph reared up on its hind legs, frantic to get out from between the bars. He wriggled his head back and forth, rubbing against the bars.

“Ralph, take it easy,” Lex said.

“Push him out,” Grant said. He reached up to Ralph’s head and leaned against it, pushing the animal sideways and backward. The frill popped free and the baby fell outside the bars, losing his balance and flopping on his side. Then the baby was covered in shadow, and a huge leg came into view, thicker than a tree trunk. The foot had five curved toenails, like an elephant’s.

Ralph looked up and squeaked. A head came down into view: six feet long, with three long white horns, one above each of the large brown eyes and a smaller horn at the tip of the nose. It was a full-grown triceratops. The big animal peered at Lex and Grant, blinking slowly, and then turned her attention to Ralph. A tongue came out and licked the baby. Ralph squeaked and rubbed up against the big leg happily.

The infant turned away from the bars and walked off. From time to time, the big triceratops Ralph with her snout, guiding him away, as they both walked out into the fields.

“Goodbye, Ralph,” Lex said, waving. Tim came out of the shadows of the building.

“Alright,” Grant nodded. “Let’s go.”

They crawled through the bars, stepping outside.

It was just before dawn.

The air was warm and humid, the sky soft pink and purple. A white mist clung low to the ground. Some distance away, they saw Ralph and the big triceratops moving away toward a herd of other triceratops.

It was peaceful and silent in the early morning, hardly a breeze to stir the branches.

Suddenly, the herd of Triceratops became agitated and moved to protect the young ones…

Just as the adult tyrannosaurus burst from the trees with a roar.
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Fri Mar 09, 2018 8:44 pm

The lamp slowly started to fade.

John frantically cranked it again to keep he and Trey from being engulfed with darkness.

The two maintenance workers had been walking down the tunnels in silence for about an hour now, absolutely petrified by Thomas' death, as well as the horrible cackling monsters that had kept them from travelling through the maintenance tunnels in the first place.

However, now they had no choice but to walk through the tunnels. The raptors that had killed Thomas had began to learn how to turn door handles, and no amount of propping pipes against the door was going to keep them out for long. So, much to the dismay of Trey, who was particularly hesitant about the idea, they decided their only chance was going through the maintenance tunnels.

But now John was beginning to regret their decision.

The longer they traveled, the larger their crowd grew. Dozens of white, glowing eyes watched them from inside vents in the walls and ceiling, cackling occasionally, but mostly just watching. Walking when they walked, stopping when they stopped. They seemed curious in them and the hand crank lamp that John held in his hand, but never once tried to attack the men.

That is what really terrified John.

They had had to crank the lamp more and more often as their trek progressed, as the light was apparently wearing down from the constant use. The thought that it would stop working before they reached the next maintenance shed haunted he and Trey. Because the moment the light went out, the monsters in the darkness would be fools to not attack the two defenseless and blinded men. And when they struck, that would be the end of John Harris and Trey Roland, meeting an even worse fate then Thomas.

John picked up his pace.

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Fri Mar 09, 2018 9:07 pm

Dodgson was able to find a small building where he could spend the night. He didn't sleep well, his fear of those creatures that killed Chadwick kept him awake. Only when the sun began to rise did he feel like it was safe to go out. He figured that those creatures had to be nocturnal. They wouldn't be out in the daylight? Right?

Dodgson then retraced his steps and found his bag near the East Dock. He was relieved at first, but quickly became horrified when he realized that the canister was not in it. He started to panic, until he noticed footprints in the dirt. Human footprints leading into the jungle. Nima. She must have taken the can. Unfortunately, there were also other tracks going in the same direction. Dinosaur tracks.

Dodgson followed the tracks into the jungle, expecting to eventually come across Nima's remains. He had to climb down a slope, but he was willing to do whatever it took to retrieve what was his. To his surprise, Nima's trail ended on a dirt road. He recognized tire tracks and quickly put together that somebody from InGen found her. Things had just become more difficult for Dodgson.

"Shit."

If he was lucky, none of the park employees would discover the importance of the canister. But what then? How was he going to get it back?

Dodgson returned to his car, which still smelled awful. But that didn't matter. Somehow he was going to get those embryos and get off this damn island. And hopefully before nightfall, since Dodgson did want another encounter with those creatures with glowing eyes...
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Sat Mar 10, 2018 4:08 pm

Grant turned to the kids. "Lex, Tim, get back inside!" he ordered.

Lex nodded and grabbed Tim by the hand, taking him back into the building. But Grant stayed outside, watching the battle with a morbid curiosity, even though he knew he should get to safety. But he couldn't help it. He had always wondered how a battle like this would play out, and now was his chance to see, up close and personal.

The adult members of the triceratops herd had begun to form a sort of circle of protection for the younger trikes, a circle of horns and roars against the tyrannosaurus, who was pacing around the herd, searching for a time to strike. It seemed like the rex had underestimated her abilities. She was enormously outnumbered.

One triceratops lunged forwards at the tyrannosaur, who stepped back with a grunt. She scanned the circle of trikes, searching for an opening where she could lunge at one of the triceratops younglings without endangering her life.

But it seemed like a lost cause. The trikes' broad shoulders and frills weren't letting a single break in their formation.

The rex seemed to know there was no point in continuing the fight. She roared with fury at the herd and stomped away.

Right towards Grant and the kids.

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Sat Mar 10, 2018 4:46 pm

The tyrannosaurus froze, hearing the bellows of other dinosaurs in the distance. Hoping to find more prey, the rex walked off and eventually vanished from view, much to Grant's relief.

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“How is he?” Gennaro asked Ellie as he went to check on Malcolm.

“Surprisingly good,” she answered.

Gennaro followed Ellie down to Malcolm’s room, and was startled to hear the sound of laughter. The mathematician was awake, laying on his back in the bed.

“So the other man says, I’ll tell you frankly, I didn’t like it, Bill. I went back to toilet paper!”

Gerry Harding, who had been treating Malcolm, was laughing.

“It’s not bad, is it?” Malcolm said, smiling. He saw Gennaro. “Ah. Mr. Gennaro. You’ve come to see me. Now you know what happens from trying to get a leg up on the situation.”

Gennaro came in, tentatively.

“He’s on fairly high doses of morphine,” Gerry explained.

“Not high enough, I can tell you,” Malcolm said. “Christ, he’s stingy with his drugs. Did they find the others yet?”

“No, not yet," Gennaro shook his head. “But I’m glad to see you doing so well.”

“How else should I be doing, with a compound fracture of the leg that is likely septic and beginning to smell rather, ah, pungent? But I always say, if you can’t keep a sense of humor…”

Gennaro smiled. “Do you remember what happened?”

“Of course I remember,” Malcolm said. “Do you think you could be bitten by a Tyrannosaurus rex and it would escape your mind? No indeed, I’ll tell you, you’d remember it for the rest of your life. In my case, perhaps not a terribly long time. But, still - yes, I remember.”

Malcolm described trying to buy Grant some time so he could save the kids and being chased down by the rex, who picked him up in her jaws.

“How?” Gennaro asked.

“Torso,” Malcolm said, and lifted his shirt. A broad semicircle of bruised punctures ran from his shoulder to his navel. “Lifted me up in her jaws, shook me bloody hard, and threw me down. And I was fine - terrified of course, but, still and all, fine - right up to the moment she threw me. I broke the leg in the fall. But the bite was not half bad. Considering.”

“Most of the big carnivores don’t have strong jaws,” Gerry explained. “The real power is in the neck musculature. The jaws just hold on, while they use the neck to twist and rip. But with a small creature like Dr. Malcolm, the animal would just shake him, and then toss him.”

“I’m afraid that’s right,” Malcolm nodded. “I doubt I’d have survived, except I don’t honestly feel I had her full attention. She had mine, of course. But, then, she weighs eight tons. I don’t.”

“I’m going to check on our other patient now,” Gerry said, starting to leave.

“So long as you leave me Dr. Sattler, and ample morphine,” Malcolm said.

“So who’s Kelly?” Ellie asked once Gerry was out of the room. “You said that name a lot while you were unconscious.”

“The best thing that came out of my second marriage,” Malcolm explained. “Being a single father isn’t easy, but it’s rewarding. I love kids and I’m very proud of her. She’s staying with a family friend right now, a fantastic woman named Karen. I miss Kelly terribly, though I have my doubts I will ever see her again.” He sighed and closed his eyes. In a moment, he was sleeping.

Ellie frowned. “Don’t be fooled,” she told Gennaro. “It’s a great strain on him. He needs surgery on that leg. They need to restore power quickly and send for a helicopter to get him off this island or he won’t make it.”

Gennaro thought of his own kid. He was missing her birthday because of this trip. He frowned, regretting not being there and hoping that he would be able to survive this disaster to make it up to her.


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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Sat Mar 10, 2018 4:58 pm

Nima was surrounded by glowing eyes. As they went in for the kill, she woke up screaming. Realizing she was on a bed, she looked around to take in her surroundings. She was in one of the rooms in the Safari Lodge. She tried getting up, but realized she was handcuffed to the bed. Desperately searching for the canister, she saw it on a bed stand.

The door opened and a man walked in. Nima recognized him as one of the InGen workers who had tried to stop her and Chadwick.

“How are you feeling?” he asked her.

Nima wasn’t sure how to respond. She was confused. “How did I get here?”

“A woman named Laura Sorkin found you while driving to the visitor center. Thanks to her, we were able to treat your bite wounds and save your life.”

“What the hell were those things?”

“Excuse me?”

“Those things that attacked me! They were dinosaurs with glowing eyes that made clicking sounds!”

The man looked confused. “I’m sorry, but none of the species on the island match that description…"


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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Sat Mar 10, 2018 5:44 pm

The Costa Rican's account of the creature troubled Harding as he walked down the hallway. There was something... vaguely familiar... about the features that she'd described. Suddenly it dawned on him. There did indeed once exist a creature that matched Nima's description. But they were supposed to have been killed off. Then how...?
Quickly, he ran to find Henry Wu. He located the man in the control room. "Henry," he said. Wu turned to him. "Yes?"
"Nima just told me about the thing that attacked her," Harding said, folding his arms. "It sounds a lot like she was attacked by a Troodon."
Everyone in the room turned their heads toward him. "Wait a minute, what?" Hammond said. "Troodon? Henry, you told me you killed them all off..."
"I did," Wu said. "Well, I guess, no, I didn't."
"What do you mean!" Harding snapped.
Wu held up his hands. "Calm down, calm down." He sighed. "I put Laura in charge of exterminating them. But she didn't exterminate them. She hid them in quarantined pens."
"That woman is fired!" John Hammond yelled.
"Hang on a minute," Jess said. "What's a Troodon?"
"It's a small carnivore, roughly four feet long and incredibly dangerous," Wu said. "Their bite contains a number of toxins that cause all sorts of problems. Nima has experienced only the beginning of the effects."
"Why in the world would you breed such dangerous animals?" Gennaro demanded.
"Once we realized how dangerous they were, Hammond ordered their deaths." Wu cursed. "I should never have left it up to Sorkin. I should have known she wouldn't do it. She has this... exempt fondness for the animals."
Gennaro began pacing. "As if we didn't have enough problems!"
"How many of these Troodons are there?" Ellie asked.
"I think... ten." Wu said.
Gennaro paled.

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Sat Mar 10, 2018 5:52 pm

Harding went back to check on the woman, ask her a few questions. But when he returned, the bed was empty. The woman and the can of shaving cream was gone. Somehow she had picked the lock on her handcuffs and escaped.

"Shit..."

-

"Is she gone?" Lex asked Grant.

"Yeah, she's gone..."

"Good. How are we going to get back to the visitor center."

Grant thought about this for a moment. He checked his map and grinned when he noticed something. "The river isn't very far from here," he told Tim and Lex. "It's also the quickest way back to the visitor center and there's a boathouse nearby. I'm sure that we'll be able to find a boat and go along the river. We'll be back in no time."

The kids liked this plan and they followed Grant across the field toward their next destination.
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Mon Mar 12, 2018 2:21 pm

As they walked they happened across a sensor. Grant walked in front of the sensor and waved. The sensor had a number on it: B7.

"I don't think it's on." Tim said.

Arnold clapped his hands together. "I've got it."
"What?" Gennaro said.
Arnold pointed at the screen. "I found the command to restore the original code. The command
called 'fini.obj' resets the linked parameters, namely the fence and the power."
"That's good," Gennaro said. "I'll tell Muldoon."

Muldoon pushed himself out of bed. "Then there's work to be done," the game warden said. Gennaro had just told reported to him what Arnold had accomplished.
"Are you well enough?" the lawyer asked.
Muldoon waved his hand dismissively. "I've suffered worse than this."
Gennaro helped him to the door.
"Find me a radio." Gennaro found one, gave it to Muldoon. "Arnold, I'm assembling a crew to go out there and repair the fences," Muldoon said.
"Okay," Arnold said.



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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Mon Mar 12, 2018 3:09 pm

Harding ran into Muldoon’s room, alarmed.

“Robert, we have a problem!”

“What is it now?”

“The woman got out of her handcuffs and left the bedroom!”

“Shit!”

-

When they reached the river and the small concrete dock, Grant and the kids froze in shock.

The tyrannosaur was right there.

She was sitting upright in the shade of a tree, her hind legs stretched out in front. Her eyes were closed and she was not moving, except for her head, which lifted and fell gently with each snorting sound. A clouds of flies surrounded her, crawling over her face and slack jaws, her bloody fangs, and the red haunch of a killed herbivore that laid on its side behind the tyrannosaur.

The tyrannosaur was only twenty yards away and it took Grant a moment to realize that the tyrannosaur was asleep. Sitting up, but asleep.

He signaled to Tim and Lex to stay where they were. Grant walked slowly forward onto the dock, in full view of the tyrannosaur. The big animal continued to sleep, snoring softly.

Near the end of the dock, a wooden shed was painted green to blend with the foliage. Grant quietly unlatched the door and looked inside. He saw a half-dozen orange life vests hanging on the wall, several rolls of wire-mesh fencing, some coils of rope, and two big rubber cubes sitting on the floor. The cubes were strapped tight with flat rubber belts.

Rafts.

The tyrannosaur raised her forelimb to swipe at the flies buzzing around her snout. But otherwise she did not move. Grant pulled one of the cubes out onto the dock. It was surprisingly heavy. He freed the straps, found the inflation cylinder. With a loud hiss, the rubber began to expand, and then with a hiss it popped fully open on the dock. The sound was fearfully loud in their ears.

Grant turned, stared up at the dinosaur.

The tyrannosaur grunted, and snorted. It began to move. Grant braced himself to run, but the animal shifted her ponderous bulk and then she settled back against the tree trunk and gave a long, growling belch.

Lex looked disgusted, waving her hand in front of her face.

Grant was soaked in sweat from the tension. He dragged the rubber raft across the dock. It flopped into the water with a loud splash.

The dinosaur continued to sleep.

Grant tied the boat up to the dock, and returned to the shed to take out two life preservers. He put these in the boat, and then waved for the kids to come out onto the dock.

Lex came silently, and he gestured for her to get into the raft; then Tim got in, and they both put on their life vests. Grant got in and pushed off. The raft drifted silently down the river. Grant picked up his paddles and fitted them into the oarlocks. They moved farther from the dock.

Lex sat back, and sighed loudly with relief. Then she looked stricken, and put her band over her mouth. Her body shook, with muffled sounds: she was suppressing a cough.

“Lex,” Tim whispered fiercely, looking back toward the shore.

She shook her head miserably, and pointed to her throat. He knew what she meant: a tickle in her throat. What she needed was a drink of water. Grant was rowing, and Tim leaned over the side of the raft and scooped his hand in the lagoon, holding his cupped hand toward her.

Lex coughed loudly, explosively. The sound echoed across the water like a gunshot.

The tyrannosaur yawned lazily, and scratched behind her ear with her hind foot, just like a dog. She yawned again. She was groggy after a meal bigger than what she was used to, and she woke up slowly.

“Lex, shut up!” Tim said.

“I can’t help it,” she whispered, and then she coughed again.

On the shore, the tyrannosaur stumbled to her feet.

“I couldn’t help it, Timmy!” Lex shrieked miserably. “I’m sorry!”

Grant was rowing as fast as he could.

On the shore, the tyrannosaur stepped off the dock and plunged into the water. She moved strongly into the river, chasing after them…

-

John Hammond was confronting Laura Sorkin, furious that she had kept dangerous secrets from him.

“I ordered those creatures destroyed! You disobeyed orders! Put lives in danger!”

“And what was I supposed to do, John?” Laura snapped angrily. “Let them be killed! Let a species become extinct all over again! All because they lacked tourist appeal? These are living, breathing creatures, John!”

“I know that!”

“Do you? For the first time in millions of years dinosaurs walk the Earth! And what do you do with them? Turn them into theme park attractions! Instead of studying them or preserving them you choose to make a profit and exploit these animals! There is so much we can learn from them! But you don’t want knowledge, so you took shortcuts.”

“Are you still angry about that? It saved us time and money-”

“And look at the consequences! By listening to Wu and having him fill the gaps with amphibian DNA, you have unauthorized breeding. John, you have wild raptors out there! You never understood them! You tried to control nature and look where that has gotten you!”

“Now you sound like Malcolm. Laura, I can’t believe you threw your career away. You’re done here. You are to cease all activities. It was a mistake to give you a field laboratory. A mistake I’m not going to repeat.”

“Are you firing me? None of this would have been possible without me!”

“You’re too fond of the dinosaurs.”

“Because I’m not like you, Wu, or Ludlow! I recognize their importance! They deserve to be protected! Instead of sharing them with the scientific community, you kept them to yourself! This is all your fault! Pursuing entertainment instead of progress!”

“I’m not going to put up with your excuses!”

Hammond stormed out of the room, leaving Laura angrier than she had ever been. Those damn fools! All her bottled up frustration was being let out. All her work was going to be for nothing!

“This isn’t over, John…” she bitterly said to herself.
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Tue Mar 13, 2018 1:13 pm

Nima sprang like a gazelle through the jungle foliage. Her destination was the maintenance shed. She'd heard there were vehicles there.
She threw a glance behind her; no, no one was following her.
She emerged from the treeline and found a road. She began following it. It was exposed, but it might lead her to the maintenance shed maybe....

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Tue Mar 13, 2018 1:52 pm

“Hold on to something!” Grant shouted to the kids as he watched the tyrannosaur, noticing how the animal swam. The tyrannosaur was now chest-deep in the water, but she could hold her big head high above the surface. Then Grant realized that the animal wasn’t swimming, she was walking, because moments later only the very top of the head protruded above the surface. By then she looked like a crocodile, and she swam like a crocodile, swinging her big tail back and forth, so the water churned behind her. Behind the head, Grant saw the hump of the back, and the ridges along the length of tail, as it occasionally broke the surface.

Exactly like a crocodile, he thought unhappily. The biggest crocodile in the world.

“I’m sorry, Dr. Grant!” Lex apologized. “I didn’t mean to!”

The tyrannosaur was now just a few yards away. Grant could hear her sharp snorting breaths as she came closer. Grant looked at the paddles in his hands, but they were light plastic. Not weapons at all.

The tyrannosaur threw her head back and opened her jaws wide, showing rows of curved teeth, and then in a great muscular spasm lunged forward to the raft, just missing the rubber gunwale, the huge skull slapping down, the raft rocking away on the crest of the splash.

The tyrannosaur sank below the surface, leaving gurgling bubbles. The water was still. Lex gripped the gunwale handles and looked back.

“Did she drown?” she asked.

“No,” Grant said. He saw bubbles, then a faint ripple along the surface coming toward the boat. His eyes widened.

“Hang on!” The tyrannosaur’s head bucked up beneath the rubber, bending the boat and lifting it into the air, spinning them crazily before it splashed down again

The tyrannosaur surfaced beside the boat, opened her jaws, and roared.

And suddenly they heard an answering roar.

Looking back, Grant saw the juvenile tyrannosaur on the river’s banks, crouched over the adult’s kill and claiming it as her own. The juvenile slashed at the carcass, then raised her head high and bellowed. The big tyrannosaur saw it, too, and her response was immediate, turning back to protect her kill, swimming strongly toward the shore.

“She’s going away!” Lex squealed, clapping her hands. “She’s going away!”

From the shore, the juvenile roared defiantly. Enraged, the big tyrannosaur burst from the river at full speed, water streaming from her enormous body as she raced up the hill past the dock. The juvenile ducked her head and fled, her jaws still filled with ragged flesh.

The big tyrannosaur chased her, racing past the kill and disappearing. They heard her final threatening bellow and then she was gone.

Exhausted from rowing, Grant collapsed back, his chest heaving. He couldn’t catch his breath. He lay gasping in the raft.

“Do you have any kids?” Tim finally asked, breaking the relieved silence.

“No,” Grant answered, shaking his head. “Although I’ve studied them in the wild.”


Tim and Lex were not sure what that meant.

“I have a theory that there’s two kinds of kids,” Grant explained. “Those who want to be astronomers and those who want to be astronauts.”

“I want to be an astronaut,” Tim grinned.

“See, I was the opposite,” Grant told him. “I never understood why anyone would want to go into space. It’s so dangerous. You do one thing wrong and you’re dead. The astronomer gets to study these amazing things from a place of complete safety. And truthfully, everything you really need to learn, you can learn it from the ground.”

“But then you never get to go in space,” Tim nodded.

“Exactly. The difference between imagining how things might be and seeing how they really are. To be able to touch them.”

Lex shrugged. “I guess I’m more of an astromoner than an astronaut.”

“Lex is a computer nerd,” Tim teased.

“Hacker!” Lex corrected. “I’m a hacker!”

Another moment of silence passed. Lex spoke up. “So, what are you and Ellie gonna do now if you don’t have to pick up dinosaur bones anymore?”

“I don’t know,” Grant answered honestly. “I guess we’ll just have to evolve too.”

The raft started to round a bend. Tim was the first to see something remarkable. He gasped, unprepared. “Look!” he shouted to the others.

Grant and Lex see what’s ahead and is struck with awe. “Wow…” Lex said in amazement.

The rising sun illuminated an incredible valley filled with dinosaurs. Herds of long-necked Apatosaurus, club-tailed Euoplocephalus, duck-billed Parasaurolophus, and spiky-tailed Stegosaurus.

With the mist from the river and the play of light, it was like witnessing a kind of primal Eden.

Then Lex saw something else. “Hey, what’s that?” She pointed to a building they were approaching. The Isla Nublar aviary.
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Tue Mar 13, 2018 5:44 pm

(Wow good post!) ^

Ed Regis was in the supply room gathering...you guessed it...supplies.
He was dead beat tired and all night he'd been thinking about the same thing; those kids. And his cowardice that may very well have resulted in their deaths. He couldn't get it off his mind. Just couldn't...
He thought maybe he could make up for it by being more helpful from here on out.
Then from the darkness he heard it: a faint clicking. And a pair of glowing white eyeballs appeared in the gloom. And Regis' heart plummeted.

Grant got out of the raft and tied it to the dock to prevent it from floating away. He turned his attention to the aviary, squinting in the sun. The sunlight reflected off the glass almost blindingly.
"Why are we going there?" Lex asked.
"Because Regis mentioned on the tour that there's a lodge here," Grant said.
"There might be a phone," Tim finished.
They started toward the giant spherical bubble...

Muldoon drove his Jeep down the road. His chest was killing him but he'd taken some meds, so the pain should- should- evaporate in a few minutes.
He decided to let Harding drive. He was too dizzy, too disoriented... he really shouldn't be out here doing this with a hole in his chest...
"It's Nima!" Harding exclaimed. Muldoon's eyes snapped open and he sat up. Indeed, the woman was about a hundred yards down the road. And she didn't seem to have noticed them yet...

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Tue Mar 13, 2018 6:27 pm

Nima heard something and turned around. A jeep coming toward her. Swearing, she ran into the jungle in an attempt to lose her pursuers. She knew that she had been seen.

She kept running, remember a drop up ahead with a goat path she could use to climb down.

She finally reached the cliff and she froze, shocked by what she saw. A rollercoaster?

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"Is that the lodge?" Lex asked. "What a dump."

Beneath the aviary dome, Pteratops Lodge was built high above the ground, on big wooden pylons, in the middle of a stand of fir trees. But the building was unfinished and unpainted; the windows were boarded up. The trees and the lodge were splattered with broad white streaks.

"I guess they didn't finish it, for some reason," Grant said, hiding his disappointment. "Come on, let's go back to the boat."

The sun came out as they walked along, making the morning more cheerful. Grant noticed that the ground and the foliage were spattered with broad streaks of the same white chalky substance that had been on the building. And there was a distinctive, sour odor in the morning air.

"Stinks here," Lex complained. "What's all the white stuff?"

"Looks like reptile droppings. Probably from the birds."

"How come they didn't finish the lodge?"

"I don't know."

They entered a clearing of low grass, dotted with wild flowers. They heard a long, low whistle. Then an answering whistle, from across the forest.

"What's that?" Lex asked.

She was answered when they saw the dark shadow of a cloud on the grassy field ahead. The shadow was moving fast. In moments, it had swept over them. He looked up and saw an enormous dark shape gliding above them, blotting out the sun.

"Woah!" Lex said. "Is that a pterodactyl?"

"Yes," Tim said.

Grant didn't answer. He was entranced by the sight of the huge flying creature. In the sky above, the pterodactyl gave a low whistle and wheeled gracefully, turning back toward them. As Grant watched, he saw a second pterodactyl appear in the sky, and a third, and a fourth. They were so beautiful, so graceful as they moved through the air.

These weren't ordinary pterodactyls, Grant realized. They were too large. They must cearadactylus, big flying reptiles from the early Cretaceous. When they were high, these looked like small airplanes. When they came lower, he could see the animals had fifteen-foot wingspans, furry bodies, and heads like crocodiles. They ate fish, he remembered. South America and Mexico.

Lex shaded her eyes and looked up at the sky. "Can they hurt us?"

"I don't think so. They eat fish."

"They're really big. Are you sure they can't hurt us?"

"Pretty sure."

One of the dactyls swooped down. It came from behind, streaking over their heads and giving Grant a glimpse of its toothy beak and the furry body. It looked like a huge bat, he thought. But Grant was impressed with the frail appearance of the animals. Their huge wingspans-the delicate pink membranes stretched across them-so thin they were translucent-everything reinforced the delicacy of the dactyls.

"Ow!" Lex shouted, grabbing her hair. "It bit me!"

"It what?" Grant said.

"It bit me! It bit me!"

She took her hand away and stared in horror at the blood on her fingers.

Up in the sky, two of the dactyls folded their wings, collapsing into small dark shapes that plummeted toward the ground. They made a kind of scream as they hurtled downward, ready to attack.
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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Tue Mar 13, 2018 7:00 pm

"Forget it," Muldoon said to Harding. "She's long gone. Let the dinosaurs have at her."
With a last glance to the spot where Nima had disappeared, Harding resumed driving down the road. A few minutes later they arrived at the maintenance shed. Harding got out, slammed the door behind him. He noticed something glistening in the grass, and bent down to pick it up.
"What you got?" Muldoon asked.
"It's a earring." Harding turned the object over in his hand.
"Who'd it belong to?"
Harding was wondering that himself. "Maybe someone just dropped it," he suggested.
"Come on," Muldoon seemed suddenly anxious about something. He went inside, and Harding followed. It was pitch black inside. Harding turned on his flashlight. And then he saw the body.

Ed Regis backed away. He couldn't see the animal well, just its big eyes. He had to get out. He did not want to look away from the thing though. He backed into the wall. He ran his hands across the smooth surface. He began moving to the right, heart pounding, feeling for the door. There, that was the doorframe. More to the right...
There! The doorknob! He twisted it and opened the door, slamming it shut behind him. He shivered; that's twice now, Ed. He thought he'd better report this.

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PostSubject: Re: The Jurassic Park Interactive Storytelling Game   Tue Mar 13, 2018 7:14 pm

"The Bone Shaker," Nima read, pissed what InGen was doing to the island. She realized that she should probably retrace her steps. Maybe they wouldn't come after her.

Then she heard something. Bushes shaking. And something growling. She slowly turned, remembering that she had no weapons. No means to defend herself. She looked around for something... anything! Finding a large branch, she picked it up and wielded the branch like a club.

A dinosaur came out of the foliage. Though Nima wouldn't know this, it was a Herrerasaurus. A carnivore from the Triassic Period. And she was his prey.

Nima glared at the dinosaur, hiding her fear. If she was going down it wouldn't be without a fight. She wouldn't be an easy meal.

The dinosaur looked at Nima curiously, considering his options. She looked dangerous, but he was hungry and she was meat.

Somewhere in the distance, a dactyl screamed...
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