The room at the top of the stairs was dark. There was an occasional click, click, click that echoed from no discernible source.
Inside were rows of computers, almost all of them dead. Only one was still active, and continued to display the same bar, the same numbers. It might as well have been frozen. Every so often it seemed to twitch a pixel or two, perhaps loading ever so slightly, but looking away or even blinking seemed to dispel that illusion.
And in the center of the room was a pool of blood that, if one looked closely, was slowly spreading.
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[ INSIDE- ??? ROOM ] (EMOTION: TREPIDATION) There is only one room on the fourth floor, followed by one set of stairs. It is just a room, with a single, glowing computer. The computer is not plugged in but the screen is working.
It simply reads [ 90% UPLOADED ]. The bar is moving very slowly.
There is not really much else in the room. Pressing keys doesn't seem to work on the computer.
Leiah had somehow wandered from the outside of the hospital to the inside without pay attention to her surroundings. She made her way up the stairs, into the dark that awaited her, eye twitching at the click clicking sound that was coming from one of the computers farthest from her. She approached it slowly, only to stop dead in her tracks at the small shadowed form of a child, a mangled hand covering its mouth as it giggled.
Mommy...Perhaps you should pay attention to where youre going next time?
Nononononononono!!
"Y-Youre not...O-Okay, maybe mommy's a bit spacey, but thats okay right? we can just turn around and...and..."
She finally noticed the blood in the center of the room that was slowly expanding as if it were a virus.
The child was nowhere to be found.
[ Infection Rate ]:55/100
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Physical Status: Healthy with the exception of some bruises and scrapes. Zone Status: Fog and infection...... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories. Due to current events in zone 3, Leiah is quite litterally insane. Approach with caution.
Dazs had been cautiously wandering the halls, looking for any sort of useful bits and bobs. Unfortunately, the hospital had been pretty ransacked before any of them had ever gotten here. With a rather gusty sigh, he walked up some stairs, nearly stumbling into Leiah.
"Hi, Leiah! I- oh..." Dazs peered around room, feeling a certain sense of dread rising in him. He clicked on his flashlight, illuminating the pool of blood in the middle of the floor. Dazs swallowed noisily.
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Infection: 25/100 HP: 45/50 Character's name: Haagendazs St. Pierre Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: #86 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 15 year old boy. [x]
Leiah backed up and jumped when she felt some one or something, she was too afraid to look, bump into her. She turned her wide, slightly crazed eyes towards the source of the voice, breating out a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Dazs. But then again, what was he doing here?
"Dazs! Oh god finally! Some one familiar!" She scratched at her arm, the itching feeling creeping up on her again. Deciding to try her best to focus Leiah looked in Dazs's direction, but it seemed like she was staring through him.
"C-Calm down baby...Dazs is friendly see? He wouldnt hurt me..."
I dont CARE! I dont wanna share my mommy with anyone other than daddy! And he's not here right now is he?
[ Infection Rate ]:55/100
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Physical Status: Healthy with the exception of some bruises and scrapes. Zone Status: Fog and infection...... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories. Due to current events in zone 3, Leiah is quite litterally insane. Approach with caution.
Why she get back into the hospital again? The answer was she wanted to find Jeff, even she knew it might just hallucination of her own mind, she couldn't risk the tiny chance to find the man. Not knowing the man's last fate because she didn't have a radio, she braved inside again. She had her torch on, shining on the stairs as she moved upwards.
It sounded quiet, if not occasionally there were whispers and voice and sometimes even phone rings. Vehemently, Gretel brushed them off her mind and moved with her migraine. "Jeff-f? Are you here? Anyone?" She called as her hand slid across the handle covered in dust, was it the dust that make her itch?
Her plan was simple, find the mall rats and get out of the place. Gradually, she encountered a room at the top. It was unlocked, taking a deep breathe, she pushed the door and walked in. Shining around the dark room for hints of danger before she stepped further inside it.
CLiCk. CliCk. CLick. CLiCk. CliCk. CLick.
Gretel couldn't find the source of it, it sounded like the clicking of clock hand yet different. The light from her torch was dim, nevertheless, she would perceive the rows of computers, all dead as she walked along - She paused at the one still running. The glow of the screen didn't flicker, "90% uploaded." She read what was written on it, she pressed some buttons on the keyboard of it but the bar continued to lag though moving slowly. What is it doing? In an abandoned hospital. She traced the cable of its power and it wasn't plugged in.
She screamed in fear, normally she won't but she did for just a ghost computer. She stood up and pressed the button of the on/off of the screen. It didn't work. It didn't work! Gretel didn't see another two and simply focused on the computer. Soon, she was impatiently enough to bring out her knife and used the hilt to smash the keys. "Stop you! Stop!" Her grey eyes were no longer calm, veiled with frantic flavour. The light made her headache worse, she needed it to shut down.
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Character's name: Gretel Sweet Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: GO BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: 23, Grey eyes, short hair dyed in silver grey and wearing a pair of lavender colored frame. Don't ask about Hansel :/ [ LOOK LIKE THIS ]
Infection rate: 45/ 100 [ 41 - 60 ] Your paranoia has peaked. You feel terrified, alone, but you also feel the anger of being left alone. You begin to sweat, building a light fever and nausea. You sometimes pause mid-conversation entirely as in front of you sometimes appear people familiar to you, talking to you instead (if you are at this stage, you must consistently roll 1d10 per non-battle post you make, and if you roll 1-3 you begin to hallucinate).
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 11:10 pm
"Leiah... who are you... talking to?" He eyed her with suspicion, worried. He'd seen some of the effects of this strange madness and he really didn't understand it. Dazs guessed the somehow, thus far, he'd been kind of lucky. He opened his mouth to say something else when I bloodcurdling shriek rent the air. Shoving past Leiah, he ran into the room, knife pulled.
"Who's there - are you ok?" His eyes shone whitely in the dark.
"I-Im...Im talking to my son! Cant you see him?! He's right..."
Leiah blinked, shaking her head and turning around when she heard the scream, whipping out her own knife. She followed Dazs only to stare wide eyed at Gretel, holding a knife along with the sight of her son peeking from behind her shoulder, sporting a grin that was just too wide for his head.
C'mon mommy! I know what you're thinking..... The shadow child ran one clawed finger down the girls face. Kill Her! She's been infecting everyone! Including daddy! Kill her and save everyone!
Leiah gripped the knife tightly, shaking madly. She was brought out of her trance at the errie sound of clicking. Curiosity got the better of her, so she looked up....
and screamed
[ Infection Rate ]:55/100
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Physical Status: Healthy with the exception of some bruises and scrapes. Zone Status: Fog and infection...... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories. Due to current events in zone 3, Leiah is quite litterally insane. Approach with caution.
She paused with her violent action, the hand holding the torch shifted to shine on Dazs. It was a mall rat, a familiar face with a familiar voice. She pointed her knife at the figure and asked with her cool calm voice, "Are-you-real?" Gretel left the computer, walked towards Dazs without dropping her weapon.
Then it clicked again, "Ah," she groaned miserably, "Stop it, someone stops it!" So annoying. Too annoying. "Stop yelling b***h! I'll punch you!" Gretel gritted her teeth fiercely, eyes glowered at Leiah and shouted. She wasn't like herself, she felt like a gangster grew up in the dirtiest street. So noisy. Too noisy her scream was, I would cut her throat open so that she won't do it again.
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Infection rate: 45 - 5 (Dazs) = 40/100
Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 11:35 pm
Oh ******** hell. Dazs put his hands out placatingly. "Yeah, I'm as real as Timmy Hoho's. I promise, so pleaase don't shank me." He heard the clicking, the thud, but did not take his eyes off of Gretel. This whole situation was nuts and he hated it. And then Leiah screamed. Dazs jumped probably like two feet in the air.
"What the <********> is with all the screaming?!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 11:50 pm
Whatever was above them was moving, slowly at first, then faster. It sounded like... blades. Being driven into wood. Moving in a circle above their heads, in the darkness.
Thunk. Thunk. Thunkthunkthunkthunk.
Anyone with a radio would hear it come alive with a sharp mechanical scream of static and what passed for a human voice ranting from the airwaves between bursts of white noise.
"WEAK -- - - USELESS - - --- FORGOTTEN - -- --- - - WHY -- - --- - DID YOU COME HERE -- --- - - -"
Above them, a single, glowing green eye. There was just enough light to silhouette the form of something almost spiderlike, held in place by hands and feet too sharp to be human, back crowned with metal spikes that jutted out and shifted with every movement of its body. It pried itself free, one appendage at a time, and landed heavily in front of them.
It drew two blades from its back and brandished them at anyone foolish enough to approach it.
"WHY DID YOU - --- - -- FORGET - --- -"
WORLD BOSS ENCOUNTER
HP: 28/50 AUTO DAMAGE: 5 per attack Special Effect: A familiar costumed figure impaled by eight swords, drawing them from his back to fight with. Dark, viscous blood constantly bleeds from the holes in its chest and back. The helmet is cracked, and a green glow flickers inside. To Escape: Escape by fleeing! The boss will not run away.
The screaming had attracted the attention of Aaran, who was feeling a little better. He wasn't seeing people anymore, and he felt cooler to the touch. But that didn't mean he wasn't anxious, and with all the noise about it had him on edge.
He reached the room, one glance telling him that there were people here and - Oh s**t what was that
He didn't ask question, and just started swinging his shovel.
Character's name: Arran Brody Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link: Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Arran has Sandy brown hair, brown eyes, around 6 foot and has a tan. He's also pretty toned.
She wouldn't have wanted to chalk it up to sobbing underneath a hospital bed for making herself suddenly feeling better - or admit it really - but it kind of did. Physically, that is. Time passed for her, she didn't care to figure it out how much really, but the gashes soon began to mend a little and just into bruises and a bit of aches. Perfect to accompany the nausea that just wouldn't quit.
It was at least enough for her to get moving again, wandering the hallway with her flashlight. She could resume being on the look out for .. that robot guy.
It was the screams and the noises, much like with Aaran, that had attracted her attention when she reached the forth floor of the hospital. They were familiar, so familiar.. she had heard them before - "been looking for him," she smiled, "why am you looking for it, Other Lease? Its dangerous."
"I promised."
The teenager charged in to the room - completely ignoring the computer, oddly enough, but hey she was not in the right state of mind - flashlight waving furiously (hey, it was something she remembered had worked against the guy) along with her weaponized candles. "Found you!" She screeched and attacked.
Character's name: Annalise (Lease) Lapointe Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:bloop Character's survival stats: bloop BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 16, female, short and a little overweight. Probably looks disgruntled. Wearing a batgirl-ish costume now. Beware of personas. - Has a flashlight.
That was what she was screaming at. Leiah paid no attention to anyone, she just started to stab with her knife.
BATTLE STATS
HP: 25/50
Weapon: Knife
Base Attack Dice: 2d4 - 2 =2
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time. Physical Status: Healthy with the exception of some bruises and scrapes. Zone Status: Fog and infection...... Crrent Mental State: Leiah is currently paranoid and terrified due to the message she heard on the radio. Expect alot of Resident evil references and theories. Due to current events in zone 3, Leiah is quite litterally insane. Approach with caution.
Character's name: Annalise (Lease) Lapointe 