"Damned if I know....I think things were different before I joined. I think they were more...violence prone? I'd heard some stories from before I joined. Also, I can't say anything much as he was a General when I joined. He'd been at this far longer." He whispered with a shake of his head. He didn't know the other General well, he didn't know what times had been like before he'd joined. He could, and did, assume they were more violent from the stories he'd heard.
Kidnappings, torture, a blood moon court, a General Queen becoming the youma queen. He'd heard of these things but only in part and parcel as it seemed some things people didn't like to talk about, bad memories, and other things were just...hinted at for various reasons. It was what it was though and he didn't have full information.
Slipping as he turned, landing on his a**, he yelped before standing up and following after Hux.
"If we get the chance to power up - we do so. That way at least we're stronger." And he'd have a weapon and could teleport if need be. He was much better help when powered up. As it stood right now...his cousin was the stronger between them, an odd position for the petite blond to be in.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 6:48 pm
Jericho Cross { Broken Wheelchair Fragment } Storage Closet
The sound of the woman's voice when he turned away, grumbling once he'd finally caught up to Ilian in the dark, cold hallway, sent ice through his veins. For a fleeting, disturbing moment, he felt like that voice was familiar. But it was far from the truth, and he pushed away from the thoughts, and the voice, and ushered Ilian back to where things were somewhat sane and safe.
If it could even be considered that.
Getting into the next area, and hearing that the freaking door they needed to get through in Post-Op Recovery was, shocker of shockers, locked, Jericho was in a bleak mood. This place didn't make sense. The hell was all this s**t going on? With a snarl on his lips he headed for the supply closet, wrenching open the door without much hesitation. They needed to get the ******** out of there. Ilian was already making rash choices, nothing about this situation sat right with him, and there wasn't any hiding how he kept glancing around to try and keep an eye on the three of them as they searched for the keys. Freaking hell.
Was he the only one who thought this stuff was actually really cool? He mourned the fact his phone wasn't working, wishing he could take photos, video, audio... this sort of stuff would be great for his channel. How were they doing it, if the Negaverse was behind all this stuff?
Could they teach him?
He stuck close to Cass, frowning a bit when he realized she was injured. "I can rip up my shirt a bit if you want to have something to wrap that up," he told her quietly as they moved over to look at the nurse's station for the keys. "Or I mean, there's gotta be some bandaids around here somewhere, right?"
He looked about, noting how on edge Ilian and Jericho was, and gave a small snort. "Are they always this uptight? I kinda like all this. It's fun."
You make your way towards the nurse's station desk because that is clearly the most logical place for a hidden key. You start pulling out objects from the desk drawers but a sharp, painful pinch encloses around your hand. It feels almost as if something's teeth have found your fingers, your skin feeling the warm, damp mouth of whatever is lurking in the desk. Jerking your hand free after a mild amount of effort, you peer into the desk and see.... nothing.
Option Two:
You pull out the drawers of the cabinet and sure enough, after a hefty amount of file tossing and throwing, you find a key taped to the bottom of the metal drawer. Way to go!
Option Three:
Everyone else seems to be looking through desks and cabinets, so you choose to check out the storage closet. Maybe for the key, maybe just because you're curious.
That curiosity will soon be sated, however, as you open the closet and tentatively step inside. The room is completely pitch black, no emergency lights installed inside something as irrelevant as a closet.
It probably would have been better to think before walking into the closet...because as soon as you step inside, you feel something brush against your cheek. Another something touches your nose and then begins to move.
Further investigation will determine tiny, eager little spiders are making their way from the ceiling onto you, doing their best to greet you as a collective.
You scream and run out of the closet.
Unless, you know, becoming absorbed by a nation of spiders is your thing.
The key is found and handed to the good Doctor, who wastes no time in unlocking the door and swinging it open. All of you quickly pile into what appears to be a side passage - the walls are as tiled as the floors, but at least there are subtle lights flickering above, even if it does give off a dreadfully creepy vibe. A sign up ahead points towards another door, but as luck would have it, yet again the door is found to be locked. This is starting to become a trend!
Before the group can return to the Recovery area, the door behind you slams shut and you hear the distinct sound of a click of a lock.
Static crackles above your heads and in the corner of the ceiling, you see the speaker system.
The sound of winding, creaking gears can be heard above head. It's natural to suspect that something else is potentially preparing to crawl out of from unknown orifices around the room.
All of a sudden, someone screams. This is followed by a series of loud blaps as small, rectangular objects begin pouring out from the vent in the ceiling. Okay, pouring is an exaggeration - it is a mild raining of small rectangular objects.
As soon as your comrades realize what it is, there is a large scramble.
Expired Nutrition Bars are now scattered across the ground. Probably as a cruel joke. Potentially dangerous. Do you eat it?
Option One
You grab one and start munching - no way you're gonna miss out on an opportunity to eat... who knows when you'll get a chance again!
Option Two
Um. No? You decide against it, for the sake of your stomach and the possible repercussions of eating expired food provided by who knows what.
Option Three
You take a bar but hold on to it, instead of eating it. Let's see what happens to the others first...
The next answer/prompt will be posted tomorrow at 1pm cst! Get some sleep... you're going to need it!
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 7:04 pm
Derrick Keenan Option 3
After rummaging through the drawers a bit, something caught his fingers in its' mouth. "****!" He yelled out, yanking his fingers back. Just what the heck had the Negaverse done to this place?! It was like they had used this hospital as some sort of portal or something to be able to get all of this weird stuff to happen. That or whatever had happened when the lights went out they were drugged or something with some sort of odorless gas. Either way, this was definitely some creepy stuff.
He would be attacking every Negaverse agent that he saw from now on, that he knew. They had to all be a part of this right?
It was then that the keys were found and they were able to make it into the side passage. However, the hospital was definitely looking more like a horror move. Or game. It really reminded him of Amnesia really. Hearing the gears and grinds and stuff, he wondered what was going on until he was hit with a bunch of plastic things. He would have shouted out, but he managed to keep his mouth shut. Though he slowly looked at one of them and saw that they were... nutrtion bars. Well... they could come in handy couldn't they? Though he would wait to eat them. He wasn't that hungry... he told himself.
However, to him, with all of what was happening, this hospital clearly hadn't been made for anyone to actually use it. Trap doors? Random monsters? No, this had been built solely for the purpose of trapping people in there, and it seemed that it's employees, such as Dr. Hadly, had no idea that they had been fooled so badly.
So this was how far the Negaverse was willing to go, huh?
Hux frowned at learning that the Negaverse was even more violent before, but he was also not really surprised since Alexandre had told him a few stories already. With people like Obsidian as a General, it was almost enough to tempt him to side with Order but not tempting enough. Not when his cousin was a General in the Negaverse, not when Alex did a good job of being sane.
"I'm not sure we will get that chance since we are all pretty much sticking together over all." Hux said as he continued to look for the key. As he moved into the closet only to feel little brushes against his face. His eyes widened as he found that they were all the tiny spiders ever. Immediately he grabbed his cousin and hightailed it out of the closet bushing off any spiders on them on the way.
Thankfully the key was found and they continued on to the next area, the relief he felt was short though when Obsidian came over the intercom again and told them they wouldn't be supervised any more and implied they would be staying the night here. Of course then they got hit with the nutrition bars to add insult to injury. Hux just picked one up and pocketed it for now, not hungry enough to even attempt to eat the expired bar when Obsidian was the one passing it out. "Are you alright Tink?"
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 7:24 pm
Alexandre Evans Option 3
He didn't know what to expect in a supply closet, especially in a new hospital, but what he felt on his face. Spiders, he knew it. he knew what that feeling was and he felt his chest tighten, his breathing pick up and his heart beat pick up as panic set in and it did so hard and fast. The shaking was no good as his legs gave out as Hux took hold of him and dragged him from the room. Wide eyes didn't notice what was going on. All he knew was spiders - on his face. Spiders! Spiders - lots of Spiders!
Shaking and breathing hard he shook and shuddered as he wound up not grabbing what was offered so much as one wound up landing in his lap as he landed on the floor. It just sort of sat there, untouched, as the panic kept a hold of his petite frame.
He really was no alright but he didn't hear his cousins question and didn't answer.
Following Hadley, Shahar took up a position near the rear, an eye on the two shadows as people stormed to them and then away. The Doctor knew where he was going, however, and in short order a key was produced, leading to- ugh.
The nutrition bar hitting her in the head took her by surprise, and Shahar tore into it without concern. "I have put worse things in my mouth than expired nutrition bars," she commented idly as she lifted both one for her and one that someone else seemed uninterested in eating.
Rummaging about proved to be the wrong idea… because something came out of the dark recesses of the drawer to bite her. The pain this time was very much the teeth-and-mouth kind and Sidney squealed as she jerked her hand back, jumping out of reach as she kicked the drawer shut, her oxygen tank clattering to the ******** a cut by some little beasty, now a bit? ********, there was either more than than one of them or they were being followed. ********, this was bad…
Swearing inwardly, Sid was startled when the dude came over the speakers again, telling them… they were going to be here all night? ******** small woman ducked as things rained down around them, throwing her arms over her head to protect herself… from nutrition bars? She made a face at the idea of eating them, but she did pick a couple up to shove into her pocket. Maybe youma would eat them… or she’d have something to throw to distract them with.
Ilian let out a sigh of relief when the key had been uncovered from the file cabinet, but it seemed as though they were not going to be getting out anytime soon, at least not with that announcement from General Obsidian. Okay, whoever this guy was, was seriously not getting any good marks from him. He had Jericho and Cassadega there with him, whom he was more concerned about than himself. And he supposed he needed to keep an eye out for Cabhan too, even if he disliked the young man for various reasons.
The screams were nothing to ease his mind, either. After being part of the Negaverse for so long, he didn’t think anything would startle him, but being in that hospital was seriously unnerving him. And he very much just wanted to go home.
After writing a formal complaint about Obsidian for not giving anyone else ample warning about whatever he was doing.
“Jericho, Cassadega,” he said to them, although he grimaced as he looked at Jericho, reaching up to brush some of the spiders from his shirt that he’d missed. There was a moment in which he paused, because he was sure some people would think it weak of him to apologize, especially for something that wasn’t his fault, but he was pissed that the two of them were dragged into this nonsense.
“I’m sorry you’re stuck here. I don’t know who this a*****e is, but I’m going to make sure our superiors know about this,” he said in a low voice to the both of them, not wanting anyone else around them to hear, not even Cabhan. “You should try and get some rest. And eat one of these bars. Or don’t. But try to keep up your strength,” he said, as he took one of the bars to open and try to gnaw off a hardened piece. He’d had so much worse to eat before that this was nothing.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 10:26 pm
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Candice Shermon - Phone Cord & Phone - 1d4 - Option 3 (holding but not eating)
There was one way to put how Candice felt: excited. She was more than used to all the equipment at the hospital she worked, but seeing brand new shiny things... Nothing could compare to that. They were in the operating room - she wasn't specializing in that, but Candice had helped out in her fair share of procedures. The tour felt even more special being led around by Dr. Hadly.
That was true until the lights turned off and she could see nothing. People were whispering around her, but all she could think about was her heart beating until a voice came on over the intercom. Candice quickly grew angry, but wasn't surprised. "The Negaverse..."
Candice thought she could power up, but there were too many people around. Plus, she didn't know who she could trust and where the agents were anyways. It would probably cause more problems than help. When the back up lights flickered on, Candice listened to Dr. Hadly and grabbed a phone cord and telephone. She probably could have defended herself better with her fists and feet, but she didn't want to get hurt more than she had to.
There was nothing for her to do, so Candice had just stood there with her weapon in hand until someone found the key and opened the door. She noticed that there were nutrition bars scattered on the floor. Picking up one, Candice gave it a once over and noticed it was expired. How could a hospital have something like this... Instead of throwing it to the ground she bent over and picked up a few more, not eating them, but keeping them for later. She didn't know if she'd be able to eat them, but at least she could use them as another form of weapon... Or distraction.
Jericho Cross { Broken Wheelchair Fragment } Option 1
Was he afraid of spiders? Not particularly. Was he overly fond of dealing with them? Not in the least bit. Opening up the door to the supply closet and finding himself in a pitch black room was more of an annoyance than anything, but to suddenly start feeling things plop onto him, and move?
He didn't scream. But he did move pretty damn fast out of there with a hiss and snarl, swatting at the scuttling creatures and flicking others off. he growled as he marched back to where Ilian, Cass, and Cabhan were. Seeing Cabhan shaking his hand, it was at least clear they'd not gotten out without incident either. Great.
And now the next door was locked. And they were stuck in a hallway. Really? The screaming woman made his skin crawl. Recordings? Youma? Actual people? If he knew it was for a purpose, Jericho had no qualms about if people got hurt. But this? There was no purpose to him. And it was pissing him the hell off. Didn't help when Ilian had to brush off more of the spiders. ******** hell. He ran a hand through his hair a few times, and over his shoulders, arms, and so on to try and get whatever stragglers might remain.
Picking up some of the bars and offering them to the three, he snorted as he took a seat against the wall, legs outstretched. "Not like we haven't slept in worse places," he grunted, ripping open one of the packages and trying to take a bite out of the expired bar. After a few moments of heavy chewing, he swallowed and shrugged. "Wouldn't they already, if he's doing this? Still ******** up that we're here." His voice was kept low, meant only for their ears, but he didn't blame Ilian for his anger. As another General, the fact he didn't know anything ticked off Jericho. Why weren't at least all the other Generals told? Didn't care that he didn't know, he was still only a Lieutenant. But Jet? That irked him in a major way.
Looking to Cass, he skimmed her over quick, frowning. "You alright? How's that cut?"
He'd barely begun to search when he opened up one of the drawers, sticking his hand in to begin pulling out objects to search for a key when he yelped, trying to jerk back and finding himself unable to at first. It felt like something had it's mouth around his hand! Wriggling, he finally managed to pull free, and when he stared back in... nothing?
"Tease. Would have at least been worth it to see what it was," he sighed, rubbing at his wrist and noting how it was a little scratched up.
As the rest of the... events that followed had him rolling his eyes and a bit ticked that they'd be stuck there for the night--and Starseed? Really? Jeeze. But he picked up one of the bars when Jericho offered it, giving a small smile and quick thanks as he took a seat somewhat near where he was sitting. Ilian had made it clear through his body language and lowered voice that he wasn't really part of the group, but he didn't huff or cry about it. Was what it was. Just had to earn his stripes some way or another.
But at least for now, he could get somewhat comfortable. Sort of. Trying to chew on the hard bar wasn't all that comforting.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 5:06 am
While everyone had been looking for the key, Mei rummaged through drawers and cabinets looking for packets of gauze, antiseptic wipes and bandages she could use to help wrap up Hannah’s leg. Unfortunately the only one in the room legally qualified or certified to stitch up the cut was currently not in much mind to be of any use at the moment.
Then the door behind them locked; a deed likely done but the two figures they had fled from. The voice over the loudspeaker returned, mocking as it had been before. However, when he mentioned starseeds it all became clear. They were nothing more than seep to him; herded to the slaughter house they were penned up for harvesting. Sick b*****d… is this the awaited retribution for us retrieving those starseeds the Negaverse stole?” A question she dare not ask aloud lest it give away her identity.
“They’re going to kill us aren’t they?” Hannah leaned back then slid down the wall to hug one knee while her wounded leg stretched out in front of her.
“Hannah… Look at me ok?” It took a moment for the girl to respond but soon she did lift her chin up and lock eyes with her. “I am going to protect you. We are going to make it out of here.”
Before Hannah had a chance to respond the sound of something falling rang through the room. Almost all at once guests got up and ran towards where the sound originated. Both girls tried to see what it was but the crowd made it difficult to see anything. “I’m goin-”
“Please don’t.” Hannah’s hand shot out to grab a hold of Mei’s sleeve. “Don’t leave.”
Mei’s expression softened as she tried to hold back a sigh and instead scanned the faces of those nearest her. “Alex!” She called out to the diminutive blond. “Hey Alex? What’s going on over there?”
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 6:08 am
Cassadega Bright - option 3
"I'm okay," Cass replied, shrugging her shoulders.
Cabhan's suggestion had been a good one because she knew that she really needed to do something about the blood that trickled down her leg. For the most part, the bleeding appeared to stop with a nice layer managing to clot enough that she wasn't concerned about bleeding out.
Which, she wasn't really concerned about to begin with or she would have been more vocal about the problem.
"Sounds good," she agreed, trying not to hiss when they made their way over and began rifling through stuff. Something bit her, a warm mouth or tongue sliding over her hand when she jerked back, pressing the affected limb against her chest while she peered into the drawer. There was nothing and she shook her head at it before immediately going to put herself next to Cabhan. <******** this place," she mumbled more to herself than to her companion before they returned to the others, empty handed.
While she picked up a granola bar, she made no attempt at eating it. She wasn't hungry and definitely not willing to put anything she didn't know where it came from in her mouth, when it came from this hellhole. "This place sucks, but," she shrugged, taking a seat and tried not to let Ilian see her leg, or the freshly bit hand. Yeah, this place was bad news bears,. "We got you, it'll be fine."
Ego stroking always soothed things over, right?
Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 11:02 am
RESULTS:
Option One:
You eat the bar and feel refreshed when it's time to get up, regardless of whether or not you actually slept last night.
Option Two:
You rise from your resting place feeling both tired and hungry. Maybe you should have taken a chance on the expired food - oh well!
Option Three:
You stashed a bar away with the intentions of saving it for later, only one of your comrades decided to rifle through your pockets at some point in the night and eat it since you didn't. Poor you! Feel free to be paranoid about your fellow tourists!
You wake up (or stir, if you didn't sleep) to the sound of the speakers crackling once more. If your phone isn't dead, it reads 9am.
With the end of the announcement, you can audibly hear the doors unlocking on either side of the hallway. Time to continue on your journey!
Dr. Hadly doesn't look like he's gotten much sleep. You can hear him mumbling about his daughter under his breath, rubbing at his tired face. It's hard to feel anything but sympathetic for him. "The nurses' locker rooms are right outside this next hallway..."
Now that so much time has passed, those shadowy beings from before might be gone. The hallway would be clear, giving you all an easy way out. Could be worth a look!
Or, you know, you could sit tight for a few minutes right where you are. You know it's safe here, so why rush right on out into danger?
Option One
Head out and find that locker room!
Option Two
Double back to the hallway you missed before.
Option Three
Stay where you are.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2017 11:17 am
Derrick Keenan Option 3
The sleep that he got hadn't been very good, but it wasn't surprising considering he was sleeping on a cold floor with only his hoodie to keep himself warm. He shuffled around in his pocket looking for the bar that he had picked up, but either it had fallen out or someone else had taken it. He cursed under his breath a bit, figuring that someone would steal it. There was always that one person in the group.
Now that it was morning though he at least felt less sleepy and a bit more awake, even if it was still pretty dark. However, although the shadows didn't appear to be there, he would wait for the others to go and check out what it was like outside the hallway before following them. Yeah, you could call him a bit of a coward.
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