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 Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 2:27 pm
((You mean on this floor? I do not believe so...))
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 3:33 pm
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MG Forever rolled 1 100-sided dice:
69
Total: 69 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 6:22 pm
folchinator The room past it was large and bare, as dusty as the rest of this forsaken place. A huge area rug covered the floor, and some other plastic potted plants lined the room. Something was out of sight...a desk, perhaps. It was wooden.
Wow, rolls don't fail much harder than that...))
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 7:09 pm
((Team 2))
[Wow...completely missed it. Since you totally got me on that, I'm gonna pretend your roll worked. Damn, I'm losing my touch here...]
When he finally stopped pushing, Spaz noticed that the button...lit up? Hm. That wasn't at all like the other elevator. After about 30 seconds, the elevator on his left started making some...whirring sounds. Hm. The other one didn't do that, either!
Ding.
With a creaking, rolling sound, the left shaft opened up to a pretty spotless elevator cart. Wow. The other one definitely didn't do that. Pretty cool for a broken elevator.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 2:22 pm
Spaz grinned and trotted back over to the gate. Finally, a bit of luck. Maybe he'd survive this after all. Or not. Who cared? Dying wasn't a big deal. Not like bees; Spaz hated bees.
"Hey, the thingy worked." He called to Brian. "You know, the up and down box thingy with the shiny doors and the strobe lights and the techno remix featuring Fatboy Slim."
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folchinator rolled 1 12-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-12)
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 3:23 pm
((Team 2))
What? Holy ********, that was great! Now they could press on without having to see every ******** floor! Damn! Hell yes!
Ecstatically, he played along.
"You mean the one where Christopher Walken does cowbell-fu with the Dalai Lama? Wait...was it an emu? YES. It was definitely an SNES emulator. If only we had a computer, Spaz. If only."
Grinning wider than Louie Anderson on Thanksgiving, he headed over to Kali and started to lift her, grabbing under her knees and between her shoulder blades. Before he actually got to hoisting her up, he stopped, looking at her ashen face...and promised her his word:
"You will not die this day. I swear it."
He lowered his arms carefully, re-examining her limp body. Maybe...he could revive her? That would make things a whole lot easier. Signaling to Spaz to hold the elevator, he began to shake the girl lightly.
"Please, wake up..."
This had to work. Come on...
[Core=10]
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 3:39 pm
{Wow! do I wake up again?! blaugh }
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 3:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 4:24 pm
{woohoo, I'm awake, I'm awake*does a dance}
Kali groaned, wincing in Brian's arms. Her head hurt like a b***h, and it felt like a mosquito had had an all day buffet on her neck...groggily she opened her eyes, looking up at the blurry blob she didn't know who it was. She blinked a couple times, waiting for her vision to come into focus, not registering that her feet weren't firmly planted on the floor anymore. Slowly, she slipped back into consciousness, and her eyes widened.Shrieking, she looked at the floor, searching for any signs of the spiders as she clung to Brian. When she found none, she looked up at him and smiled sheepishly. "Eheh..." A small bit of color found it's way to her cheeks, and she let go. "Um...could ya put me down...please?" She asked, semi-politely.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 4:35 pm
((Team 2))
"Of course. Glad to see you're back with us."
Gently, he loosened his grip, letting her ease back onto the floor. Normally, he'd be in babe-land right now, but there was a job to be done. They had to keep moving. He looked at her...she was tired. She needed rest, but...they just couldn't afford it. So, as nicely as he could, he asked,
"Do you think you can stand? How about walking? Can you move? Not to be a bother, but we just found a working elevator. We can bust out of here, Kali! We can complete our mission!"
He really hoped she could move. The whole Resistance depended on it. This mission was crucial to the whole organization...
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 4:43 pm
"Pfft I can so walk!" She took a confident step forwards...
and slipped on a hunk of brain.
"Okay that so doesn't count!" She said, her voice muffled by the floor. Then, she stood up, and wiped herself off. "Ewww....that's kinda revolting..." She muttered, flicking it at the floor. Then, she looked at the elevator. "So it actually works? Cool, because I hate vents now, suddenly realized that, c'mon let's go then, when we get home can I have a shower?" She babbled randomly, walking over to Spaz and the elevator.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 5:16 pm
((Team 2))
Yep. She was back to normal. Walk over to Spaz too, Brian checked out the elevator. It was moving, alright. At least, he thought so. Yeah. He was pretty sure. Even an untrained inspection goes a long way. It didn't hurt to check the thing out.
Now they were on their way. This is what travelling was meant to be like!
With a sweeping gesture, he motioned for Kali and Spaz to get in.
"Ladies and...armor-clad shotgun masters first!"
Time to hit the road!...or rather, elevator shaft. Whatever.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 7:11 pm
Kali walked into the elevator tentatively, wondering if it was even safe to be in it. However, after the first elevator shaft and the smog-spewing zombie, she preferred the small, enclosed, air-tight, unable to escape from....
okay she wasn't liking it so much anymore...
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 8:41 pm
((Team 2))
Brian waited for Spaz for a little, then decided to just walk on in. It was a pretty nice elevator. Musty, a little rickety, and sporting cobwebs at least 100 years old...but nice nonetheless.
"Spaz...you coming?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 9:12 pm
Spaz was staring off into space, then abruptly shook his head when Brian said his name.
"Yuh huh. Coming." He stepped into the elevator, not bothered in the slightest by the rather loud metallic groans issuing from the cables as they adjusted to the weight of the passengers or the loud screech as the semi-rusted rotors spun and closed the doors.
He eyed the row of buttons, each tiny plastic bump sparkling with the reflected glow of the dim, flickering bulb in the ceiling. Resisting the urge to press every single one of them... barely... Spaz scratched his head and asked the all-important question,
"Why's it smell like old cheese in here?"
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