Naza Sutera Posted February 1, 2008 Share Posted February 1, 2008 There was a soft panting, almost feminine-sounding, and the sound of footsteps as whoever or whatever made it's way towards Mihael's locale. She couldn't see it in the dim light the cell phone gave off, but she knew there was another presence. "Okay, whoever the hell it is, just CUT THE CRAP!" she yelled, trying to sound serious despite her cracking voice. Mihael squinted her eyes, trying to get a good look even with the small locale of light, then a bipedal figure clumsily stumbled into the dim light. Only vaguely did it resemble a nurse, perhaps an employee of this hospital, someone who was on the same level in being as scared and confused as the other. But something didn't seem right. The way the figure moved, the way it looked. It seemed like a reanimated corpse, twitching spastically as it limped towards Mihael, with it's torso hanging loosely and slumped over with it's raven hair covering it's face. And in it's left hand, it brandished some kind of surgical blade, dirtied with dried blood from previous use. And in the moment it took Mihael to behold this, the figure lashed out at it's target, blade first. Mihael had shielded herself from the attacker's onslaught, stumbling away and dropping the cellphone, receiving a defensive wound on her left forearm. Mihael cursed audibly from a mixture of pain and anger at the assailant. Just as the assailant readied for a second attack, Mihael took the ball-point pen she'd lifted from the desk, and angrily lunged at her attacker, stabbing the being in it's bloated and featureless face in the spot where it's eye should be. The attacker dropped dead as a result. Mihael stepped away from the now lifeless form on that was sprawled on the floor, face-down. She kept an eye on it while it dwitched and convulsed violently, as she edged away from it to retrieve her phone. ((Not my best, but I was in a bit of a rush...)) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spetsnaz.Invidika Posted February 6, 2008 Share Posted February 6, 2008 Vevien let his hand drop at his side, away from the knife. Even if he thought the red fox would attack him, it would be pointless to try to fight back anyway -- he looked like trained military. "Yeah, I know, I don't blame you, but still... Ow..." He sighs, "Anyway, I'm glad I found.. someone. There's a hospital a few buildings down, I heard someone yelling through the front doors in there, I think it's another survivor or something. The guy who ran out of this..." he pauses, looking around apprehensively, "church... ran in there too. I didn't want to go in by myself, I mean..." he babbles, "It's dangerous and creepy and the powers out and the locks could go..." He chuckles a little nervously, clearly very stressed, "...Can we get out of here? Churches... make me nervous.." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gene Inari Posted February 7, 2008 Share Posted February 7, 2008 (I have a feeling Gene is gonna play the jarring voice of logic and reason in this until he starts losing it. XD And Gene's gonna go all Leon-RE4 style on us too. XD) "Uhh... Yeah, let's get going then..." Gene scratched his head, his ears slanting back, however they were still pointed up. He started questioning the affect the town would have on him, it had a certain effect on everyone else apparently. He turned tail and began walking, gesturing for Vevien to follow him before he disappears into the fog, however he stopped in his tracks when a loud fleshy click-clacking sound filled the fog. Gene reached for his sidearm and brought it up. His ears twitched as the sound became clearer and louder. Gene turned and aimed up at Vevien, "Get down!" However he didn't react in time as was tackled by a zombie-like creature from behind. It was blood red in color and it's skeleton was well defined under it's bloody color. He fired a single shot at it's ribcage and it hissed at Gene. He then noticed it had no eyes, just dark spots where they should be, it's "skin" covering the sockets. It lunged at him. Gene stepped forward and pivoted, twisting his body, sending a spin kick right to the creatures head in the time it took someone to blink. You could hear the bone crush at it hit the floor and spasmed into a seizure. He shot two rounds at it ceased moving. An unnerving silence filled the air. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Wilopolis Posted February 8, 2008 Author Share Posted February 8, 2008 (=P Nuuu, not the RE4 Leon. Then it's no fair for the monsters, you mean person. lol, okay, do as ya like, anyway.) He watched her fighting against the Nurse, his eyes focused on this source of light. Slowly, he approached this strange new person, only stopping to bring his crowbar down on the spasming Nurse, to deliver the coup de grace. Slowly, intently, almost even dementedly, he gazed down at this new individual. "Are you one of them?!" questioned Alfons, raising his eyebrow. He knew the answer, but he distrusted all females deeply. "Well?! Answer me!" He brandished the crowbar. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naza Sutera Posted February 8, 2008 Share Posted February 8, 2008 "Answer me!" the man screamed, brandishing the crowbar. Mihael shrank back, one of her heels catching a grating in the floor and causing her to stumble. She was almost sure he was going to strike her. "Man, if you hit me with that...!" she said, trailing off, pondering about what she should, could, and would do, had this new guy struck. She exchanged his stare seething with distrust and accusation with her own look of defense and confusion. "The heck's you're deal?!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Wilopolis Posted February 9, 2008 Author Share Posted February 9, 2008 "What's your deal?!" She had screamed back. Alfons slowly lowered his crow bar, his precious tome kept under an arm, though he slowly let it slip to about forearm level, and he brought it closer to his chest, holding it protectively. "...My deal? My deal?!... MY DEAL IS... QUITE SIMPLE!!! I have been trapped in this town... days? Weeks? Eternity?! I don't know... but whoever you are... You don't belong here..." He began to laugh a bit, their surroundings altering, the shadows of the hall, seeming to dance with shapes. Bloodstains began to form on the walls, and a low creaking, accompanied by far off wailing, echoed through the seemingly empty corridors. "...You don't belong here! Ha, ha..." He grinned, showing his pointed canines, seeming to have been oh-so meticulously cleaned, gleaming in the dim light of her cell phone. "Nope, nope! You'll be like them soon! Like them soon!" He laughed again. "Lost, in this darkness... Like all the others...! Lost! Lost, and abandoned, like she and I were! Yes, like she and I!" The sudden change in persona was a startling one. His eyes focused on her, and then, he said "...He Who is garbed in Crimson... Will surely find you..." The far off sound, the creaking, began to get closer as the cell phone began to react, emitting static. Something was approaching. Alfons gazed over. "...They come? I mustn't delay, no I mustn't! Ta ta, I wonder if... We'll meet once again?!" He sprinted into the darkness again, panting softly as he ran, the entirety of the hospital cloaked in shadow once more. Rust, blood... stench of rotting flesh... It all mattered little to him. He ran, taking special care not to make much noise. He didn't want to be followed, no he didn't. After all, followers are bad, yes they are! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spetsnaz.Invidika Posted February 9, 2008 Share Posted February 9, 2008 Vay [Vevien] slowly got to his feet and rubbed the back of his neck, wincing... The thing had clawed a nasty cut along his upper shoulders, "Jeez... Thanks..." He glanced at the body of the creature and nudged it with his foot. He narrowed his eyes, "Okay, this isn't the first one of these I've seen... You are going to tell me WHO the hell you are and WHAT the @#$% is going on here!" He crossed his arms and stared unblinkingly into Gene's eyes. The dark fox's eyes were a deep, blood red, and had a timeless quality, something that couldn't quite be identified, but was inexplicably unnerving, making it slightly difficult to keep eye contact because of the discomfort. "I was just in my apartment when this fog started seeping through the town, and then the walls started bleeding and every surface started rotting right in front of my eyes, and just--" He was cut off as a second crimson-skinned "zombie" lunged out of the fog straight for him. This time, however, he was not caught off guard... He made one single motion and whirled around, whipping his knife out. Before Gene could even blink, Vay flicked two adjacent curved blades out of the folded handle. He thrust it straight forward; the three-inch blades penetrated the creature's "eye sockets". The thing shrieked, and he let go, leaving the knife embedded in the monster's face. In a third motion, he kneed it hard in the gut, forcing it to bend forward slightly, then grabbed its head in an arm and made a sharp twisting motion with his torso, wrenching the creature's neck sideways. With a crunch, it went limp, and Vay dropped it to the ground, where it fell to its back motionless. He grimaced, "Eugh, I got blood on my coat..." he brushed his side irritably. He stooped and pulled the knife out of the creature's eyes, then stood again, "Anyway, as I was saying, you seem to know what's going on, so start explaining." Without really thinking (or looking away from Gene, for that matter), he sort of automatically lifted the blood-covered blades to his mouth and ran his tongue along each side of each blade, licking up the dripping crimson blood. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naza Sutera Posted February 10, 2008 Share Posted February 10, 2008 The stranger spoke in riddles about the "abandoned" and how "she'll be one of them". Quite frankly, she had no idea what he was talking about, nor did she particularly care, considering his chastising tone and the way he accusingly looked at her. And after creeping her out with his pearly-white grin, he said something about "ta-ta" or whatever, and took off leaving Mihael twice as confused as when she woke up and mildly offended. "Yeah, no, it's cool!" she yelled in a sarcastic tone as he disappeared into the dark hallway, "I'll be PERFECTLY fine all alone. Nope, NOT SHUNNED. Already, Mihael decided that she didn't like him. "...Mihael." He was groggy, dazed, and confused, and his head ached, with a dull throb, all in all feeling as though he was spent on perscription painkillers. His vision was blurred, as if her were looking at the world through a soft-focus lens, but he could see that he was sitting in a dark alley, with trash and debris carelessly strewn about. After sitting on the ground, pondering like a sick duckling, Kedry rose to his feet, experiencing light-headedness and difficulty keeping balance, catching himself on a nearby trash can before falling. When he regained his balance and became a little more aware of himself, he realised that he was holding his pocket flashlight. He shook it for a moment to give it a charge and turned it on. The alley was littered with mostly broken bottles and old newspapers, nothing particularly interesting. He sighed and shook his head, still feeing moderately dizzy, and made his way out of the alley. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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