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 Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 4:45 pm
The figure in the white cloak sighs and takes out an extremely plain looking eyephone, "Sir I need you down in section C." They pocketed the phone with a sigh and a slightly worried look. Moments later another a tall blonde man in a three pieces suit walked in, causing the first to stand straighter and carefully move out of the man's immediate line of sight. Glancing at the captive, the new arrival frowned, "We don't need them, trainee. We have enough specimens and weapons for the time being." "But sir, they..." The man in the suit had already summoned his guns. The OOC Roll 1 d100 1-25: The door to your cage opens and several shots ring out. Your death is quick and painless. 26-50: The door to your cage opens and a shot rings out, destroying one of your legs. The man in the suit gives the trainee an expectant look, "Well, do whatever you need to do with it." The trainee stutters for several moments until another shot is fired. Your death is slightly less quick and painless. 51-75: The door to your cage opens and a shot rings out, destroying one of your legs. The man in the suit gives the trainee an expectant look, "Well, do whatever you need to do with it." The trainee nods and reaches for several pieces of equipment. The blonde man checks his watch and another shot is fired. Your death is painful and much less quick than the man in the suit would have preferred. 76-100: The door to your cage opens and the trainee quickly approaches you, nervously looking back at the man in the suit. Their distraction give you the opportunity to shove past them and escape. Several shots ring out. Your death is quick and painless.
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Inu-Mitsu rolled 1 100-sided dice:
51
Total: 51 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 4:49 pm
Titus watched carefully from his side of the glass still looking over toward the cylinder tube expecting to see Riyo. Nothing but the cold object that lay in her place. What had happened? Titus really hadn't understood. What were these...people? They certainly weren't reapers.
A million questions were floating in his head when the door to their little enclosure opened. He had just turned toward it when-
BANG!
The shot was deafening and a sharp pain radiated up the demon's leg not even a second after. Titus let out a cry before he crumpled to the ground, a clawed hand grasping at his thigh. The pain was intense, intense enough he wasn't sure he wanted to survey the damage.
When Titus finally braved a glance down an audible shriek left his mouth. His leg, or what was left of it, was in ruins. The shot, whatever it had been, had hit him just above the knee shredding flesh and shattering bone. His leg lay twisted at an odd angle barely attached by the bits of muscle that remained.
"W...what the ********? WHAT THE ******** eyes turned up to see the second man giving the other one instruction, nodding toward Titus and telling his subordinate to finish the job. In agreement the trainee took up several pieces of equipment moving toward Titus at a steady pass. The demon did his best to drag himself away using his good leg to push himself along but it was no use. The trainee stepped on the foot of his mangled leg forcing an ear splitting scream from the demon as he came to a stop.
"Hold still and this won't hurt."
Either the man lied or Titus didn't sit still. The room was filled with shrieks and cries of pain before the final BANG echoed through making everything fell silent at last.
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Lucyal rolled 1 100-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 4:53 pm
The longer she stared at her team mates, the more it nagged her. She should have ended them. She really should have. It would have been much more merciful (in her eyes) for her to have done them in with her own two hands, than to face whatever fate may befall them now. Would they be converted into weapons as well? Would be they…tested on? Maybe…
Hel’s attention snapped to the new arrival. She tensed as the words left his lips, and her eyes widened even more as he summoned his weapons (funny enough, in a quick moment, she couldn’t help but dryly note that maybe that’s the form Mot would take if he got converted). The valkyrie looked ready to spring into motion as the doors opened, by the last thing she recalled seeing was glancing at Mot, the open door, the sound of gun shots, and then nothing.
Huh.
When Hel thought about death, for some reason she always imagined it’d take a bit longer, and that she’d have time to reflect on what she had done in her existence (or hadn’t done). This was anti-climatic. There had been no time to process anything more than the door opening and the anxiety of leaping into some kind of action, and then it was over.
Not even any time for regret.
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Bittiface rolled 1 100-sided dice:
68
Total: 68 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 5:25 pm
Mot took another step back. Hunter had a friend. A bad friend. It seemed as if him and his team mates were disposable. Honestly, Mot felt disappointed, and that thought disgusted him. He'd always thought he had worth of some sort, but to be seen as garbage to be rid of was humiliating. Their fate would be kinder than Riyo's. Riyo had to live the rest of her life as a Hunter's pawn, while he and the others were granted the mercy of death.
It wasn't fair. This wasn't fair. A lump formed in his throat, his eyes burning. He was okay with meeting his end, but in his heart held regrets. So many regrets. Over and over he tried to reason with himself. Just accept defeat, and death. But he couldn't. He wanted to fight it, have some kind of control.
Another step backward as a pair of guns were pointed at him. It was almost funny. He was to be brought to an end by the same sort of weapons he himself used to wield in battle. Hilarious, really.
The shot rang out, and a dizzying pain brought Mot to the floor. He heard a blood curdling scream ring in his ears, but it seemed that it was his own voice screaming. he felt so out of joint with his own body, that he wasn't sure where he even was. His eyes stared down, wide and horrified. His leg was barely recognizable. Was this some kind of sick Hunter game? Watching as he died slowly in horrible pain? Mot screamed again, trying not to cry. If there was any strength left in him, he would use it to stop from crying. But it hurt. It hurt so badly.
More shots, and his vision went black. Where were his friends? Was this the last memory he would have before biting the bullet, so to speak? Why did it have to happen? Why had he gone after those hunters? If he had just hid his friends and staid back, maybe they would all be okay. His regrets almost hurt more than the wounds. He wanted to live so badly. Live, spend time with friends; apologize to his mother for always avoiding her; talk to his father and truly get to know him; spend more precious moments alone with Hel.
There was so much he hadn't done, and it was his own fault it never happened.
Everything hurt, but slowly, it all went numb. Numb and dark.
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Kaiyumi rolled 1 100-sided dice:
77
Total: 77 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 6:32 pm
A spark of hope had welled up in Xiu's chest the minute she realized that the door of their cage was about to be opened. Perhaps they could break out of here! Perhaps she could retrieve that object--Riyo?--that had appeared in place of the bakeneko. And perhaps, just perhaps, they could get out of here together and find a way to restore their friend.
Though her shoulders were still shaking, the baku's sobbing had ceased when the men approached their cage. Swiping at her eyes, she prepared herself, muscles tensed and ready to run. All she had to do was wait for an opening, and...there!
Somehow, she managed to avoid most of the gunshots, her small size and her speed an advantage even in this closed off area. The seed of hope in her grew just a tiny bit more. She could make it. She could--
And then she heard the screams.
The baku faltered, whirling around with wide eyes to look back at her teammates. Hel was--no! And Titus and Mot...oh Jack. Her stomach turned at the sight of their legs, her hands flying to her mouth. How could they--?!
Though her hesitation only cost her a few seconds, it was within those few precious seconds that a gunshot blast out from behind her.
There was something about dying that never got old. No, this didn't mean that Xiu enjoyed death in any way. On the contrary, she absolutely detested it. It was just that death never seemed to get any easier, throwing unexpected curveballs at her from every direction. She had been burnt alive, thrown through a jagged piece of ice, mauled by crocodiles--Xiu had experienced a variety of incredibly painful deaths.
This time, she was supposed to be spared from that. The shot that caught her tore straight through her, fast enough that she didn't have the time to feel anything. Or at least, not anything physically--mentally, she was a mess.
Riyo. Despite her grumpy exterior, the baku was really very fond of the bakeneko. She was her friend, after all, and she felt that she could understand the other ghoul a little better ever since going into her dream. And now...now she was...
And then there was Hel. Truth be told, Xiu saw the valkyrie as a role model of sorts--she was a strong, capable ghoul, exactly the type of person that Xiu herself wanted to be. But to see her friend be shot down...At the very least, she could be thankful that it seemed like her friend didn't suffer for long.
Titus was next. Jack knows that she doesn't see eye to eye with the nightmare demon on a lot of things, but she would never have wished this upon him. Furthermore, because he was a first year while she was in her second, there was a part of her that regretted being unable to keep him out of harm's way.
And finally there was Mot. He was one of the first people that she met when she first came to Amityville, and he had always been a very considerate friend. A gentleman and one of the nicest people that she knew. To hear him screaming like that...oh Jack. It had brought tears to her eyes. He didn't deserve this suffering. No one did.
She knew that they would reform again, but it didn't change just how heart-wrenching it had been to see--and to hear--each of her friends dying. And then with Riyo...when they reformed, would she come back with them? Or was she...
The other deaths couldn't even compare with this one. This death had been the most painful one yet.
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