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 Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 12:14 am
A loud buzzing was approaching Sy, and it seemed to get closer and closer -
- And suddenly recede in strength, as if heading another direction. When he tried to get a hold of Mark, it was just static on the other end of the line.
The slightly glowing figure turned, and there were two white pinpoints where its eyes would be, everything else still a dark silhouette, wearing a slightly-torn jacket draping against the ground. "You in the tunnels," it said, voice a strange mimicry of Sy's own, "like a poor wizard with handmedown clothing blue and white and golden don't beat me... it hurts.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 12:26 am
Still nothing as Lucky tried to communicate Mark, and then an odd noise coming from the headset as if someone was hitting the walls with a dull weapon. It was erratic at best and pierced the headsets occasionally with heavier static.
The hands resisted, but they folded at Lucky's attempts to save Sherry's life. He might have been so distracted with this that at first he may not have noticed something brush against his hair and whisper very quietly, "You shouldn't be here." Trying to speak with Mark gained the same effect Lucky had heard through the headset, and then just silence on the other end. As Caroline and Mimsy worked, more and more moths were piling onto the lanterns above, making everything a little greener in hue, a soft green film covering the room.
It was starting to get very tiring to move. Shu too would hear the flutter of what sounded like insects just in the distance - and the glow dimmed, making the cave nearly impossible to tell from the walls. Water began to drip from the low ceiling of the cave, the floor underneath her damp.
The glow stopped at a crudely constructed doorway before disappearing entirely.
For Ace however, he was on his own, along with anyone else in the room. The headset was still oddly quiet, save occasional dull clacking noises once every few seconds.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 2:05 am
DISSECTION ROOM"Mark? Mark, do you copy?" There was no response except for the occasional dull, static-infused thud. "Mark...?"So much for having a lifeline. He gave up and went back to prying the hands off Sherry's neck. They were putting up a surprising amount of fight. "Oh, good. Clones. Let's just - add that one to the list - of our everyday problems. Getting cloned - and chopped up - and strangling people -" Lucky found that being sarcastic really helped him get over how he was trying to dislodge a pair of disembodied hands from someone's neck with his bare hands. After a pretty strenuous battle, they finally relented and sent him tumbling backward, still grasping one hand in each of his own. "Oh, gross. Gross. Wait, so, uh -" "Whose hands are these, then? Are they Dwi--" He started to lift up the two offenders he'd pried off of Sherry as if to illustrate. Then stopped, grew wide-eyed, and immediately launched them both tamed hands back at Sherry as he scrambled another foot farther away across the floor. clawed at his hair, as if that would get the feeling of something invisible touching him to go away faster.
"W-who said that?" he whispered back.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 2:44 am
" Yes" Came the reply of a very exasperated hunter. He chose not to comment on the second part and looked for any sign of a key. Kimberly and Ace were working on opening the cages by force so hopefully one of them would succeed, The prisoners themselves though, they seemed...odd. Very odd. As in they all looked exactly the same. The moon frowned, analyzing what he could in the darkness. He didn't like this at all... He had to stop though as Ace pointed out one of them was missing. "W-what?!" He could hear Kai through the headset. "Kai?! Kai are you alright? Whats going on?" He was talking about being eaten by mummies, then he was running towards...himself? "K-kai are you sure thats..." Things where happening at a rate faster then Jason could keep up. "We're in the prison cells!" He talked on his headset. Oh, gods he was talking about someone from the ring. He already had visuals... He paces, running a hand through his hair trying to figure out what to do"Y-yes. And yes.." He spoke to both Terry and Ace. "I-in all honesty I don't know...I don't r-recall every hearing about ten duplicate hunters...I-it might be a t-trap." It would make perfect sense, from a horsemans point of view; most hunters would try to rescue someone from a prison cell. "B-but then, they might know where Dwight is..." s**t, Kai was lost, he wanted to go find him but he couldn't just ditch the hunters here. None of them looked like a full hunter yet. But then what about these prisoners here, thats even if they were prisoners... "Mark what should we-" He paused. Static. Of course it was static. With a long, draw out sigh, he just looked at the cell in front of him, then towards the end of the room. "L-lets move to the end. W-we can try free one of them, and if they turn out to be a trap, we can make a run for it."
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Beejoux rolled 3 4-sided dice:
3, 4, 2
Total: 9 (3-12)
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 2:58 am
[ Tunnels ] Gretchen was a bit relived to be out of the sand and on mostly even ground, but that relief didn't last. The cave they'd found was dark, and despite having no personal experience with the desert, it was quite foreboding. It would have been better--more reassuring, maybe--if they had kept together in a single large group, but that was wishful thinking. The trainee watched as hunters began to branch off to explore other areas, and soon she found herself in a much smaller knot, in the bowels of a complex maze of tunnels. Frowning, Gretchen glanced around for Mark, before moving to walk beside a Sun hunter she didn't recognize. "Tunnel buddy?" Safety in numbers, right? ---------- [ Dissection ] Somehow in all the hustle and bustle of folks moving about within the cave on their way to explore the tunnels further, Liam had managed to catch sight of Harper, and then lose her again all in the space of a minute. Instead of following her, he found himself in a rather horrific chamber that looked to be a scene straight out of some horror movie.it stank of death and rot, there were jars with bits a pieces of tissue and organ, and severed limbs strewn about. "Oh God, are-are those moving?" His voice pitched at the end in alarm, and he was quick to back away, only to collide with a small group of people, two of whom he was familiar. "Caroline! Mimsy." He grabbed for the redheads hand, grip almost bruising, eyes incredibly wide. This wasn't quite like Delta. It was somehow worst. ---------- [ Orchard ] The moment Zeke had stepped into the cave he got a very good idea of what war vets must feel when reliving the horrors of battles. This wasn't quite that, but it had to be close. Dark, dry, a faint scent of something putrid, the sound of insects scurrying everywhere. He was once again in the cave they'd found in that sandstorm, and every awful thing he'd seen and endured within came back to him, vividly, and he didn't need the panic edged whine of his weapon to know she was experiencing the same. { Go back.} Believe me, I would if I could.Lagertha whined again, and Zeke responded by summoning the axe as they entered what looked, at a glance, like an underground orchard. A longer looked said otherwise. His palms were beginning to sweat as he made his way over to Melivan and a few others.
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 4:04 am
[Dissection Room]Kai grumbled at Mark's explaination that he was heading things and it was his imagination. His imagination did not want him to eat people!
There is nothing wrong with that. Fin sang back.
"Plenty damn wrong with that." He said and stopped as he felt the tunnel lead to stairs. Stairs was good - maybe?
Stepped into a room, he was swept with a wave of relief to see other people in the room and headed right for them. Yet, halfway into the room he stopped as the glitter of murky jars and the smell really took hold.
Covering his nose and mouth with one hand, he stared around at what looked like a scene out of Frankenstein. If it wasn't for the smell, he could kid himself that it was fake - a overflow of props from some abandoned haunted house. However, it was strange in how he hadn't seen body parts in jars and yet his brain could tell what silicone and plastic was compared to the real thing. Too much detail and not over the top like hastily painted props.
Dropping his hand, he stared in cold shock. "What the hell?"
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Baneful rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 4:08 am
THE TUNNELS
Rep didn't know where Mark was, but when the headset went dead, that rapidly became his only concern. Dwight hated him, but Mark had been one of the few people who repeatedly saved his arse.
"If anyone sees Mark I want to ******** know." he said to the caverns at large. The tunnels went on and on for ever and he had next to no sense of direction
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 4:19 am
DISSECTION ROOM
Lawrence gave the group of what he had politely termed complete weirdos a long look, the island did strange things to people, it removed the normal empathetic responses expected of actual human beings. They looked like they were stealing body parts without any concern for what they might bring back to the island, something fairly typical he thought. The island as a whole tended to reach a point where death became of little more consequence than a plastic skeleton at a child's Halloween party.
And yet they had the audacity to call him a monster.
He'd heard the question on the headsets, but he knew his answer already, it didn't need an answer, still he volunteered, turning away to look in the jars as he spoke.
You aren't bargaining. he said. It's just a measure of what they will use you for. Perhaps they will give you some actual knowledge to supplement your endless ridiculous posturing.
It didn't matter that she was just across the room.
I wonder if Taym said the same as the girl there did. he said idly, and shrugged.
A pair of functioning lungs attached to a trachea caught his attention. "Fascinating." And he couldn't help wondering what would happen if you attached something like this to an actual living human.
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MoonKitsune rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 5:37 am
[The Orchard] - Melvin
Saliva was giddy, all for going into dark places within the earth. Deserts had been her home and while she knew the danger it held for her host, she couldn't help but feel content in that environment.
Melvin on the other two hand was less than thrilled. Already tense, he had arrived while hunters were already filing into a maw of a cave. Exploration. Tunnels. He wondered if Halloween mapping was currently being done or improved. Maybe Mark wouldn't mind letting Melvin branch the little project some.
Walking into the cave, he made sure he was equipped with the standard gear and a headset.
There were no lights or directions and he knew noises were not to be trusted, the headsets rang with questions with no answers.
Turning down, his boots soon met moss a small he entered a room faintly aglow and a strange sickly smell as glass and trees stretched out of the ground.
Spotting hunters he moved closer but it seemed they were in the middle of a discussion. Not that that ever stopped him. "Anything happening?" He asked as he looked to the trees.
"Wish I brought a container."
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 6:20 am
[ THE TUNNELS ] - Shu The petite Death turned her head back hearing the fluttering sound, the glow she was followed gradually dimmed and the only source of light became what from her weapon. She reached a point where the floor wet and water dripped onto her nose from the pit-black above her. "Thank you." Shu muttered quietly to the air. The glow had led her to a door before, as if accomplish its mission, vanished into void. " I find a door." Maske by the static white noise, she reported to the rest. " Why suddenly weird static sound on the line, Uncle Mark? Can you hear me?" After a few trial to no avail, she went back to examine the door. After she apologized for vandalism in heart, she swung her giant hammer towards the door. Please wait for us and be okay, Mr. Dwight, she entreated. Zoobey Action: use hammer to bang the door.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 6:48 am
[ PRISON ROOM ] - Ace (With Jason, Terry and Kimberly fyi) He waited for a while and proded, " Hello?". No one replied. He turned to Jason who tried his biggest effort to contact Kai but fruitless. As the experienced Moon asked the New Death in-charge for instructions, he got the static as well. "Okay." Ace concluded. "Now we need to add one more name to our search list." Fine, they would probably find someone to take over the role of division leader soon. Poor Death division people though. The trainee hearlessly mused. " Hi Rep, he's not with us." Helpful reply was given almost immediately. He arched an eyebrow hearing a new voice who seemed to have an idea what that inscrutable whisper wanted. " Who are they?" He asked curiously, if that hunter had any idea, he could be his negotiator of what they want and why taking that Dwight guy. "Sure, if they're traps, just knock them out. We've four people here, don't worry too much Jason." The tall trainee flashed a comforting grin. "Okay, let's repeat our plan: destroy the bar door, approach the lady and remove shackles, then see what happens. I've damaged this one already, let's just free the lady in this room." It shouldn't be difficult since they had a clear objective. Since he already made one door down, he simply went into the room and dug his scythe at the shackles until they broke. Zoobey Action: Ace tried to free one of the girls
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 6:56 am
Kimberly looked at all the people in the prison cells or rather the cells now lacking doors thanks to Ace and then gasped. The girl who had spoken, one she had not met of course, was correct. "They ARE all the same. No one said we were clone hunting... What the F*** do they have us doing?" When the one that Ace had called Jason mentioned setting one of them free she waved him over to the cell that Ace had sliced. "Not an issue.." She gestured at the lack of the door and sank down to a sitting position. "I have a feeling we are in for more s**t to hit the fan at any time.." One hand caressing her temples the other twitching on her knee. "This is insane.. no worse than insane, this is.. I don't know but why are they all out cold? I'm going in... if I die Ace... Avenge me.." She picked herself off the floor and decided to take the risk that she was going to be the one dead, and she approached one of the unconscious bodies, kneeling down beside it before poking it with the back of her whip. "Yo.. you dead?" She had to be nuts, she was prodding the body that could have been a trap... she was going to be eaten by this thing... He stomach writhed, and she prepared to jump back. "Are you.. like a quint... or.. Octuplet or something... please be the case..." Inside of course rather than the flippant voice she was letting be heard, her mind was screaming. Run you bloody fool, this is NOT NORMAL, even for what we call normal... Huni Pi >.> Im gonna be eaten by zombie.. Meegane Kim bravely poking bodies Ace set free Moonkitsune Inside a cell with Ace and Terry while you call for help still zoobey Please don't let them eat the Kim... T,T
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 8:03 am
[ DISSECTION ] Sherry was (still) tired. She was grateful, very grateful for the ability to breathe again, and if she wasn't so tired she would have gladly told her rescuer 'thank you' before he so suddenly became distracted. But she was tired, and the idea of staying there on the floor and sleeping was very tempting. She shouldn't be so tired, and somewhere deep down she knew that. The bugs. She remembered how they expelled a gas - dammit. She was almost too tired to be mad about it. From her cozy spot on the floor Sherry pointed up. Quietly she said "Moths." It was supposed to be a warning. Quote: And anyone else in Dissection!
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 10:46 am
[ THE ORCHARD ]
Six years.
Six years he had been on Deus, working steadily towards the top. Six years he'd put every piece of sweat, blood, and bone into his work as a Hunter, not stopping, not hesitating, moving forward even when he had never wanted to in the first place. He'd done nothing but focus on hunting.
Six years he had also been dead, out there in the real world. He and Leslie, and where had Tempest been?
He felt the shame and the frustration twist together unpleasantly in his stomach. Gale followed after his sister without waiting, his fingers curling tightly against his palms.
"I didn't - I never knew you saw them too," he said, in a rush of unwarranted anger. "Tempest - "
But she was already moving forward - and the hug was unexpected, making his breath leave him, his chest tight with the emotions long buried deep. As much as he wanted to continue this - as desperate as he was for answers - Tempest was right. This was not the right time, nor the place for this conversation.
Not in the middle of the Sahara, of all places.
The garden was given a frown, Gale's goggles still snapped into place over his eyes. He stood beside Tempest, catching a glimpse of Melvin and two other unfamiliar hunters coming towards them, Gale automatically shifting to face them.
"Not that I've seen. How is everyone else doing? Where is everyone else?"
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kuropeco rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 10:49 am
[ The Prison ]
October had, unfortunately, lost sight of who he'd been talking to. He had wandered along with the rest of the crowd, looking extraordinarily unhappy at the prospect of working, umbrella dragging along the ground behind him and leaving trails in the sand.
Except not, it seemed, the work was unavoidable. How disappointing.
The headsets rattled, the sound sending shivers up and down October's spine.
He may have wilted a little, slouching along through the prison rooms, peering into cells with only a modicum of interest in what was actually inside of them.
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