Heist #1: Cult of Kuthulu.

Heist Debrief

The mission: Call of Kuthulu goes up on Halloween, and Harry recruited us to go around the town on Boozeday Tuesday as cultists and terrify the town. Did we succeed?

Part 1: The Beginning. We met at a top secret location to drink delicious mulled wine and get on masks and hoods and robes. Tried lighting candles but the wind was too strong, so we substituted twiggy branches. The six of us stood in a dark entryway on South Street and got our first screams from passing girls. Two people came and got into a car in front of the entryway. When they did not pull out immediately, we surrounded the car, chanting. Needless to say, they got out after that.

Part 2: The Procession. Started to walk through the town single-file, chanting "ya ya kuthulu ftagen!" Some highlights: The six of us going down a dark alleyway, straight toward a single person at the other end. Walking by the queue for The Lizard. As people slowly started to realize it, heads would turn and girls would scream.

Part 3: The Virgin Sacrifice. One of our brave number traded her black robes for virginal white and ran through the town screaming bloody murder, with cultists close in pursuit. People turned--people stared--people screamed. Some guys got their macho out, and in the end I was confronted by a drunk who had to lift my mask for himself (presumably to check if I was human?) before he'd let me pass. In the end I am pleased to report the virgin was captured, slaughtered, and gleefully baked into a pie.

Part 4: Attack at the Union! With two plants in place inside the union to be carried off as they exited (when the union closed at one) the rest of us took up positions sitting in a bus stop, much to the amusement of a police officer and the shock of several students who happened by. As the parking lot outside the union started getting busy with people going home we began to wander in and out, giving several people a good fright, before we took up positions by the bushes next to the union door. There we vetted questions from people either inquisitive or obnoxious with cries of "ya ya kuthulu ftagen!" until our plants came out. A few minutes apart each was assaulted and dragged off, kicking and screaming. Here people's interactions were the most interesting. Many had seen us previously and were more disturbed than ever, and several tried to come to the aid of the people being dragged away. In both cases I am pleased to say that the concerned citizens won and rescued the hapless victims, who, of course, went back to join their friends, shaken, but alive.