Dazs fell back, pulling his brother back as well. The sooner they got out of this place, the better. But for now, they were stuck. So he watched and he waited for an opening, pretending he wasn't shaking slightly all over. But then....
Then.
"Hey, did you do something weird?" He didn't recognize the girl who'd hit Red, but it seemed to affect Red more than most - it was strange. He frowned, clutching his knife tightly even as black blood oozed off of it onto the floor. It looked like.... like before. He froze up, hardly daring to breathe. It could.. Well, Dazs was no stranger to hope and, even thought it was dashed time and again, it still flickered to life within his chest.
"Giuseppe, hold on a second; I've seen this." Somehow, it reminded him of 888 and the way Gretel had hit him just so...
Seussi
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 11:23 am
As her familiar children attacked, whittling away her health, the deformed and demented shade of Red 7 lashed out in turn, trying to claw her way into mouths, to pry her way past teeth and tongues, laughing shrilly all the while.
"I am not the fairy godmother, child. I am Titania, the Unseelie Queen. Can I steal you away, to be my changeling whelp? To wear the skin of another? To peel back the flesh until there is red, running rivers?"
At Dazs, she shook her head. "You shal have no frabjous day, no callooh, no callay." Instead, she turned a wild jade eye to G-Man, reddened fangs slavering. "Only that which has yet to be flayed. Isn't that right?"
But then, like a fairytale curse breaking, the vines began to fall away, and the thorns did, too. The rose in her eye withered and fell, and horrible green glow dimmed down and fizzled to naught, revealing startled eyes that stared down at her hands, baffled at the chaos that had been wrought by them.
"Oh," Red 7 breathed, and perhaps, in this moment, she was just Jenny, the woman she'd been before all of this had gone down, old and not quite frail, but certainly worn. But her sanity was intact, and that was important.
"What the hell have I been up to?"
HP// 100 infection/ 0
Quote:
Everyone in this thread gets a fishing rod! Feel free to claim it in the item usage thread, even if you've received one from another boss!
Everyone's infection meter has been reset to zero!
robot kittxen
THE SPELL HAS BEEN BROKEN! Thank you! Now she can help her sister! <3 *u*
meexgane
You've gotten a flashlight! Redeem it in the item thread!
The Sxemblance of Unity
You snagged chips! Redeem it in the item thread!
phantoxmpanther13
You snagged gasoline! Redeem it in the item thread!
Seusxsi
You snagged gasoline! Redeem it in the item thread!
vivax viola
You've gotten a flashlight! Redeem it in the item thread!
Silver_tigress18
You snagged gasoline! Redeem it in the item thread!
Anya was shocked at the change in the monster... The vines fell away and the strangeness fled, leaving only an old granny behind. Had she hit something important with that wild dash and stab? She sat down and looked up at the old lady, feeling better than she had in ... forever. Since the fog rolled in. The voices were silent for once.. and no faces glared at her. She felt like the fog had pulled back and bit and she could finally think. Finally just be sane and herself and not broken... though her mind still avoided the nightmare that had occurred so very recently.
It was just what she needed... a small breathing space, to prove to herself she wasn't a useless coward and could do something. She took a shuddering breath and gave a hesitant half smile.
"Did--" She cleared her dry throat. "Didn't expect that at all...."
OOC:[ Infection Rate ]: 0 /100 HP: 40/50
OOC
Character's name: Anya IC Wounds: None atm Character's faction: University Character's journal link:ola! Character's survival stats: Mini site BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Quiet and gamer girl Slightly wavy black hair, blue eyes, light brown skin with a scattering of freckles. Average height, average looks. Has some meat on her bones. Usually wears jeans, a black t-shirt and bright blue convers. Has simple blackrimmed glasses with an N7 symbol on the right side.
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 11:44 am
Dazs hesitated, pausing, than a laugh leaked out of him, startled, small. "You have been up to some serious s**t." He walked up to her, foolishly unafraid, and patted her hair.
"But you're... you're back, yeah? Not a frabjous day, my a**," he murmured.
Red wheezed, and clapped Dazs on the back, taking the opportunity to noogie him something fierce-- and nothing more. The grin on her face was wolfish, but, there was glint of red, no razor-edged fang.
"I'm back. And god damn, my back is killing me. You don't happen to have a strawberry hard candy or anything, do you?"
Ah, yes. Her sweet tooth was back.
The Semblance of Unity
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 12:52 pm
When the final blow was struck it was like something finnally clicked in leiah's head. She gasped and looked at everyine with wide eyes, dropping the knife she held in her hand. What the hell was wrong with her?! She was about to kill Ritsa all because her guilt took a form and started talking to her ever since she stepped into the blasted fog that surrounded this place. "Oh god...." she brought her hands up to her face, watching them shake while she tried to gather herslef. It was okay, she was free and feeling much better now...
Ill always be watching mommy......And I will come back....
Leiah jumped at the sound of the demonic voice, looking around and seeing a little demon with six eyes and a coiling tail dissappearing into the fog. Strangely, she didnt feel paranoid or scared. In fact, she felt relived. The manifestation of her giult was gone...
"Is everyone okay?! I didnt hurt any of you did I?"
For now.
[ Infection Rate ]: 0/100
OOC
Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Physical Status: Healthy with the exception of some bruises and scrapes. Zone Status: Fog...But no infection! Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories.
Ritsa's shoulders sagged as she watched Leiah, blinking a few times. It was like her head had begun to feel lighter with the release of Red 7 but that didn't ease her heart. Giving a wan smile to the girl Ritsa shook her head slowly. "No I'm fine." Flinching at the sound of G-mans voice Ritsa turned from the group.
She had no intention of sticking around here if he told people what had happened the night before. She couldn't bear to see the looks on their faces. Or the way they would surely look at her. "Stay safe Leiah. I wouldn't blame you if you had continued. I don't blame you at all."
OOC
[ Infection Rate ]: 0/100 Character's name: Ritsa Tiblon Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: GO Ritsa TiblonView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slender build, Auburn hair that has been tied back into two separate braids reaching down to her hips. And blue eyes. She stands about 5'1''. Costume: What the avatar is wearing Rank: 3
names and such
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 1:23 pm
As if the lady had said something wrong, Gretel's face snapped back to normal resting b***h face. "Nope, sorry to disappoint you, I belong to no one." Then, something magically happened. The vines were fell off, flowers withered and so on. The lady resumed her sanity like the rest of them, "Thanks for helping in the casino, Titania." Who said candies, she had a bag of candies that she brought with her. Sweet things keep your happy mood stick with you, just the fog and voices and faces dragged all her sanity away.
On Gretel's hand was a round red candy. "Leiah, I guess we're fine. Anyone saw Jeff?" She turned just her head to her friend snapped back to normality.
"I think you got me a bit, kiddo, but I deserved it, from what I remember." Red rubbed at the back of her head, nose scrunched up.
Ritsa looked like she was vanishing fast, and Red bade her farewell. "Take care, Ritsa. Don't get too lost in the fog. It clearly isn't that good for us."
But her worry faded in favor of excitement of a sweet thing, because although her infection was gone, Red 7's sanity on a good day was...still lacking. She sighed, almost dreamily, unwrapping it and sliding it into her mouth. "This is the good stuff, isn't it?" she whispered, eyebrow raised. "I haven't seen him since he was-- well. A guest."
Silver_tigress18
Viva Viola
Meegane
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 3:00 pm
Ritsa flinched visibly at Jeffs name and the voiced question that followed. It was like sending a fresh wave of pain through her body. But there was something about what Red had said that made her turn her head part way back to the woman. She didn't want to have to converse with Red if she didn't have to, the woman but the way she said Guest made her wonder if she was talking about Jeff. What did she mean by guest? "What do you mean guest? Seven." Ritsa questioned with a raw voice, turning back to Seven. Her eyes blinked rapidly as she struggled to hold back the fresh wave of tears. She was trying to divert the information away from any potential questions aimed her way.
Part of her argued against asking questions. That it was better to just leave now, that red really wasn't to be trusted in her state of mind. That it had been lost somewhere else.
OOC
[ Infection Rate ]: 0/100 Character's name: Ritsa Tiblon Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: GO Ritsa TiblonView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slender build, Auburn hair that has been tied back into two separate braids reaching down to her hips. And blue eyes. She stands about 5'1''. Costume: What the avatar is wearing Rank: 3
Meegane
Viva Viola
lurks beneath
Silver_tigress18
Celestial Snowflake
Offline
Seussi
Ice-Cold Hunter
Offline
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 4:20 pm
Dasz pulled him back, and he went willingly, only too happy to distance himself from this thing. He didn't recognize the infected for who she really was, only saw the ugliness, the creepiness, the awful and the horrific and could not possibly put a face to it.
Before he could lunge forward to attack it again, Dasz stopped him, and G was forced to wait, watching from a careful distance, with a wariness that shifted to amazement at what occurred next.
He could hardly believe it! Whatever that girl had done...G blinked a few times, disbelieving. And as the creature changed, shifting back to something human, something in G shifted as well. The itching beneath his skin began to disappear. The voices in his head began to ease. He was still scared, still worried, but it was suddenly within much more reasonable bounds.
He let out a long sigh, and as many gathered began to move towards Red, Dasz included, G-Man hung back a little further, only offering the woman a smile and a sharp, short bark of laughter, shaking his head.
But then the topic of Jeff was brought up, and his smile flickered away.
He cleared his throat, and glanced Ritsa's way just as she turned as if to leave, though she stopped before she could get very far.
"Jeff...." He finally said, "Jeff's not....Jeff's gone." He finally said. "And Guy, I think I saw him, but he wasn't Guy anymore he was....well, he was one of them. The infected I mean."
