As you walk around (if you are in a group there is only ONE), a small pet begins to follow you. It is up to you what appearance they take. It loyally chases after you no matter where you go. It is obedient to your commands and seems rather intelligent.
As you play around with this pet, you begin to notice it has a couple of strange defects. Eyes growing on its back. An extra pair teeth from its chest. Legs protruding from its cut open belly. The defects get worse and worse, and the pet slowly grows more hostile. Eventually, you have to put it out of its misery. (5 HP to defeat it, it does -1 auto damage). If you decide to SPARE IT it will hurt you instead (or one person in your group) for HALF YOUR HEALTH before it disappears.
When the event is over, add +10 infection to your character's infection meter
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 7:40 pm
Most might expect her to be a cat person, given Athena's general sour disposition, and desire to be left alone. But no: it was dogs, and their incessant love, and desire to share it, that could sometimes penetrate her icy exterior.
Not all dogs, though. Just the most pathetic ones, the ones in need of a good nurse back to health before being shipped off, happy and healthy, to a new family.
One such dog began limping after her, leaning heavily on three paws, limpid blue eyes staring up at her, pitiful whining erupting from its throat as she patrolled the perimeter of the hospital.
She whirled on it, brandishing her knife at the thing before swearing vehemently and putting it away, dropping to her knees to inspect the thing. It was a mutt of some sort, but a fluffy thing, in mostly good health save the matted fur and wounded paw. It began licking at her face with hopeful and reckless abandon, and for a second, she forgot where she was.
"Who's a boy," she crooned, unaware of the figure approaching. "Who's a boy!"
[ Infection Rate ]: 30 /100
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Character's name: athena hyperion Character's faction: prison Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: Athena HyperionView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Athena looks, well. Average. Brown hair, brown eyes, average height and weight and just the slightest smattering of freckles. No one would look twice at her and frankly, that's the way she likes it. She's got no time for anyone that isn't already in her life, friend or otherwise.
It was really hard to keep track of the group in the fog, even with a cleared head. So, when he heard a voice that sounded vaguely familiar – and wasn't guilt trying to haunt him – Shaun followed it. Tentatively, of course, but he followed it.
Oh. Hey. He knew her... he thought?
What was she doing.
“I am?” he said warily. Who knew what the hell was going on, “I'm a boy, last I checked, hey. How are you doing?” she was from his faction, and he knew her at least by sight. “Are you okay?”
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[ Infection Rate ]: 0 /100 HP: 37/50
Character's name: Shaun Sawyer Character's faction:Prison Character's Rank: Officer Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Pale white skin with freckles, pale blonde hair and blue eyes – Shaun looks like a young, handsome, somewhat washed out young man. His face was rounder in his childhood, and elongated with puberty, but he still looks like the imp that he is and was, and his body is lean but muscular and very flexible. He has a cute teddy bear (or is it a monkey?) backpack that he uses to carry stuff in. Its really cute.
Shaun is mischevious, easygoing, and very friendly but he's also a little reckless by nature, especially when showing off his acrobatics. He needs people and does not do well alone, so he makes a great teammate and will be as helpful as possible, but ultimately he is out for himself.
Weapon: Knife (2d4-2)
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 7:52 pm
Athena grinned at Shaun, because she recognized him, even if she hadn't talked to him much. "Shaun, yeah?"
She held up the dog, making him wave his good paw at him, unaware of the fact that he'd happily grown a third eye on his lolling tongue, that lazily blinked up at the other prison inmate.
"I've seen better days," she admitted, and just behind his head, Athena saw the ghost of her sister, but that was nothing a rapid blink couldn't fix. "How bout you? Wanna pet him?"
“Yep! I'm in the kitchen a lot!” that was probably how most people knew him at this point. He grinned at the puppy – who didn't like cute fluffy things – until he noticed that it, uh... “Uh.” Well, a third eye wasn't harmful, right? It wasn't as though he couldn't... pet it? Right? “All right.” Tentatively he reached out to pet it, noticing as he did that it's ears were... spiky? Thorny? Suffice to say, he stopped petting its ears. “Looks like he's seen better days too.” Shaun looked around, “Hey, lets go find the group, huh?” he said, nervously, “They might have something to feed it with.”
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[ Infection Rate ]: 0 /100 HP: 37/50
Character's name: Shaun Sawyer Character's faction:Prison Character's Rank: Officer Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Pale white skin with freckles, pale blonde hair and blue eyes – Shaun looks like a young, handsome, somewhat washed out young man. His face was rounder in his childhood, and elongated with puberty, but he still looks like the imp that he is and was, and his body is lean but muscular and very flexible. He has a cute teddy bear (or is it a monkey?) backpack that he uses to carry stuff in. Its really cute.
Shaun is mischevious, easygoing, and very friendly but he's also a little reckless by nature, especially when showing off his acrobatics. He needs people and does not do well alone, so he makes a great teammate and will be as helpful as possible, but ultimately he is out for himself.
Weapon: Fishing Rod (2d6-2)
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Athena
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its me debz rolled 2 4-sided dice:
4, 2Total: 6 (2-8)
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 8:14 pm
The puppy's ear pricked her, and that's when she knew it was going pear shaped. She turned it to look at her, and from its ribs burst forth a clawed hand, shiny and slack and red.
Athena sighed, and did not cry, the knife coming out once more.
"Oh, honey. That's not going to be necessary, you know that. It's not normal." She ran it through, at the neck, and it gurgled and whimpered horribly. "Give me a hand here? Finish it off?"
Oh god. Oh god what the hell... Shaun wasn't sure when the knife got into his hand, or when he had felt so... certain... about killing the dog. But with the claws, and the new head with far too many teeth... it felt right.
Nothing is right, Shaun whispered the fog... oh god it was whispering again...
Squish. The puppy or... whatever it was... lay still. It was done. Shaun felt... grim.
"Well." he said. But there was really nothing more that could be said... was there? He put away his knife and stared at the creature as it vanished. "Are you all right? Are you going to be all right?" he babbled... is anyone going to be all right?
[ Infection Rate ]: 0 /100 HP: 30/50
Character's name: Shaun Sawyer Character's faction:Prison Character's Rank: Officer Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Pale white skin with freckles, pale blonde hair and blue eyes – Shaun looks like a young, handsome, somewhat washed out young man. His face was rounder in his childhood, and elongated with puberty, but he still looks like the imp that he is and was, and his body is lean but muscular and very flexible. He has a cute teddy bear (or is it a monkey?) backpack that he uses to carry stuff in. Its really cute.
Shaun is mischevious, easygoing, and very friendly but he's also a little reckless by nature, especially when showing off his acrobatics. He needs people and does not do well alone, so he makes a great teammate and will be as helpful as possible, but ultimately he is out for himself.
Weapon: Fishing Rod (2d6-2)
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 8:38 pm
"Jesus, kid," Athena whispered, pulling him back from the carnage, her hands slicked with red. It covered them from the wrist up, unearthly and not-quite-right.
"I'm--" not okay, "you should probably try to find some of your friends, huh?"
She smiled weakly. "I'm going to go take a look around-- some more. Yeah."
Away, from the stabby kid. Yeah. It would be best, perhaps, to try and find some of her prison gang. But her mind was halfway to another place, trapped in the fog with her sister, slack-jawed and lost to the infection, bleeding and undying.
Shaun looked down at the ruins of the puppy, or the coiling mist that had once been a puppy... thing. “Yeah... Boss is with them...” he mumbled, looking at his hand in grim... well, it wasn't quite shock. “You should... go find them too.” He didn't even care if she stayed. Of course she would go.
Terrible whispered the fog, as he stared at the dark stains slowly fading from his knife, capable of such terrible things... war... death... horrible child... He swallowed and, briskly, left that spot, seeking out the comfort of the group once more...
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[ Infection Rate ]: 10/100 HP: 27/50
Character's name: Shaun Sawyer Character's faction:Prison Character's Rank: Officer Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Pale white skin with freckles, pale blonde hair and blue eyes – Shaun looks like a young, handsome, somewhat washed out young man. His face was rounder in his childhood, and elongated with puberty, but he still looks like the imp that he is and was, and his body is lean but muscular and very flexible. He has a cute teddy bear (or is it a monkey?) backpack that he uses to carry stuff in. Its really cute.
Shaun is mischevious, easygoing, and very friendly but he's also a little reckless by nature, especially when showing off his acrobatics. He needs people and does not do well alone, so he makes a great teammate and will be as helpful as possible, but ultimately he is out for himself.
[ Infection Rate ]: 0 /100 
