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 Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 8:20 pm
((Blarg! My first attempt at starting a RP. Wanted something wild and crazy, so... woo!))
((Marty - Thorny Devil - 100%))
Well it had been an interesting day. Nobody knew who was the first to notice, but news spread fast once the discovery was made. Turns out something had gone horribly wrong up in the lab's hardware, thus rendering all the chips, cameras, and basicly everything else monitored by the labs offline. The labs had been locked up securly for the staffs safety while everything gets figured out, leaving the islanders without any sort of governing body at all. And of course, when in a state of anarchy, any self governing body does the same thing, go straight to hell. So in the midst of the wild and crazy everything and the maddning chaos, Marty wandered. He had yet to think of what he would do with his new found freedom. Escaping the island, despite the fact that many were trying, was a stupid idea and pacing around the labs hoping the walls cave in would be a waste of time, so Marty was at a loss for as to what sort of rule breaking he could do or chaos he could unleash as he wandered through the middle of the village.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 10:11 am
(( I'll join ya since I was about to start one and this has a good idea - very jurassic park lol, so if you're still around it may take a few days between to reply due to time. ^^))
((Andrew - 0% - poor guy only been here four days))
Noise woke him up. Shouting, crying, swearing and screams that sounded neither human nor animal. Helicopter blades thundered above, gun fire sounded from the direction of the labs, peircing through the noise.
Andrew lay in his bed, in his duplex, listening to the riot. A sudden thought turned his blood to ice and he shot up and dived for the door. He collapsed with relief that it was still indeed locked. The man looked up to the camera, the red light dead. If anything happened-
The silence was deafening, the copter could still be heard but futher away now. There were no other sounds besides it. He shuddered as more shots rang out across the island, shattering the sudden peace.
Cautiously he peered out his window, down at the street below. He had heard the window smash in the duplex below last night and was quietly thankful it wasn't his, he hadn't met who - or what - lived there and wasn't in a rush to do so. No doubt they would be mad. Or dead. He was quite happy holed up here, safe. He would wait it out when order returned to this small part of the world, or as much order can be had with mutant animal-people hybrids. No wonder they had to use force. To think he was hired to cook for these things!
If the com was working he would've called the labs, quit on the spot and demand they haul his arse off this hell hole. He eyed it as if will power alone will turn it on. It didn't and there was no way he was going out there and walk to the labs, it'll be the same as basting himself in bbq sauce and shouting at the top of his lungs 'EAT ME!' Complete suicide.
His stomach groaned and twisted at the thought of food, if he'd have known this would've happened he would've stocked up on something to eat. So far he had gone without for almost 12 hours. He needed a drink.
With a sigh he decided to take a risk. The bar wasn't far from here he could grab a bottle or two and be back in under two minutes. That would tie him over for another 12 hours or until they settle this mess. He just hoped he wouldn't run into any of the freaks in the mean time.
A click and he was out, pounded down the stairs before realising he hadn't locked his door. Don't want any of the little buggers getting in and stealing his stuff. Hesitation, then back up the stairs to lock up. Heart pounded against his chest as he looked down onto the erily quiet street. This time he cautionally crept down the steps, eyes bulging, darting to duplex to duplex and the dark, shadowed alleys inbetween.
Andrew stood almost in the middle of the street, muscles were tense to run back the way he came. His stomach decided to claim itself as starters. The human breathed slowly, not all the fre- things here were dangerous, he had met a few who were alright. Nice even, but sven so it would be best to be extra cautious. Plus it was in the middle of the day, well morning. Surely the bad ones would strike at night. Surely.
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