[spoiler]Because YA'LL be Chatty Cathies, which I love about each and everyone one of you. New Comment[/spoiler]
"Coordinates locked. Ready to go?" Asks the teleporter before it whisks you off to Thorisis HQ.
Instead the place is a disaster. Deformed bodies and visceral fluid have splattered the room. The doors are all shut giving the team a moment to connect with the areas vibe.
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*sniffs the air deeply* It isn't too old
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You hear high pitched organic screams. Non human.
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*sees moving body* I might have a live one. *prepares shotgun* Sir, you on the ground, can you here me?
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I'm over here... Check it out... Maybe he'll tell us what happened...
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*checks for pulse* No pulse yet there is movement. This is strange.
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A small specimen jumps out from under the body and leaps to attack you.
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Oh shit! *punches specimen down and shoots with shotgun* Holy fůck.
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It screams and arising from somewhere far away you hear high pitched organic noises.
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*lights arms on fire and they form a demonic steel plating* Let's play
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We should move before a horde finds us.
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[spoiler]him or I? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]@Python sorry[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]im ok with it... I'm wearing a tux..[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]The guy I just shot[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]•-• [/spoiler]
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Edited by SonacyOfTheHams: 4/2/2015 2:49:26 AMJesus... What the hell happened here..? *Begins examining the bodies as well as the fluid*
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"So... Is there a base camp?"
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"Only area of safety we know of is where Zara and her team was holding these things back. That was the right wing. We are in the middle of the base. It's a long way, but if we can keep to the windowed areas it shouldn't be to hard." A soldier says.
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Alright. *Begins walking towards the right wing.*
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You hear high pitched organic screams. Non human.
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*Continues walking...* "Kill on sight"
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*Runs up to you* I'll come, too. Safety in numbers. Better we get set up before everyone arrives, anyway.
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You hear high pitched organic screams. Non human.
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*Stops* Vex... Did you hear that? ... It was nothing. My imagination.
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Im going to make my way towards the armory...