07-21-2019, 03:33 AM
hey now lets not be a ghost murderer. lets talk to the bastard before we kill the bastard.
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07-21-2019, 03:33 AM
hey now lets not be a ghost murderer. lets talk to the bastard before we kill the bastard.
>STATUS
HEALTH: FINE CONDITIONS: You are dazed following being slammed head-first into a wall, and you are fatigued after using your Phase ability. Focusing and performing physical actions will be more difficult. You use the nearby rolling shelf to get up to your feet. You are shaky, but standing. Your thoughts pile up, all the possibilities swirling in your head, all the while you may have something in the room with you, and something else clawing to get in. You panic somewhat under the pressure. You end up trying to push the cart towards the door, though it's heavy and you're quite fatigued from using your ability just moments ago. You settle on just shoving it towards the door, and you succeed; it rolls and slams against it, blocking it slightly. Then, you quickly make your way over to the northeast corner; the closest one to you. Once there, you press your back against the bookshelves and face the rest of the room, watching for anything that might be in here with you. You still don't see anything. While you do that, you hear the sound of wood splintering. You can't see the door itself, but you do see a couple of books flopping off from the cart, and you hear the metal cart itself rattling. Whatever is outside has already breached the door, and the only thing currently blocking it is the cart you pushed against the door just moments ago.
07-21-2019, 04:12 AM
Duck into the rows of bookshelves. If the thing follows us, be prepared to grab books off the shelves and assault it with knowledge (and by that i mean throw the books at its head).
Artificial lifeform/mechanical construct on a mission to obtain every armor type TCP and also maybe make cool stuff along the way
If you call me a bionicle you are correct [ARCADE SESSION] [CAVE-IN] [THE ARMOR GUILD] [GENERAL CHARACTER HOARD] [INTRO THREAD] [TCPDEX CHARACTERS] [ADOPTS]
07-21-2019, 04:13 AM
exits. scan for em
07-21-2019, 04:39 AM
Get over to a window, see how deep the drop is.
07-21-2019, 04:43 AM
You look around for exits.
There is the east exit, which you came through earlier, that the entity has just breached. Very close to that, there is a door leading to what is most likely a smaller room that is part of the library; potentially the librarian's office, you think. Finally, there is another exit to the southwest - as far as possible away from you currently - that most likely leads into the hallway past the gate you saw earlier. Knowing the entity will be inside momentarily, you duck around behind one of the metal shelves and sit on the floor, clasping your claw over a book and getting ready to throw if need be. However, in your fatigued state, you end up putting too much weight against the rolling shelf, and send it rolling away as you fall from a sitting position to laying on your back. You scramble to back away, but it does no good, the creature is on you in less than a second, weighing down atop you. You now see it, fully. It is undoubtedly canine, though not like any you've ever seen. It is massive, at least four feet tall while standing on its four legs. Said legs appear to be spiked, with some of the barbs jutting into the left side of your torso while its weight bears down on you. You can see long its back that large chunks of flesh are missing, its spinal column exposed and jutting out between the dark fur. Its face, though, is almost beyond words. Its regular, canine jaw is still 'shut', permanently so: appearing to have been stapled that way with flaps of skin that had otherwise sunken in around its mouth. Its real 'maw' opens vertically, straight through the middle of its canine one, displaying many rows of jagged teeth, curved inwards to catch flesh. Its eyes are melted, just looking like puddles inside its eye-sockets, as if burned away along with the fur, skin, and some of its skull around the top of its head; similarly, it has no ears to speak of, its skull exposed where they would normally be, as well. Despite the fear overwhelming you, you notice that, for whatever reason, it has not killed you yet, though it has had plenty of opportunity to do so by this point. Instead, it is currently just growling - a wet, guttural, alien sound - its eyes trained on yours.
07-21-2019, 05:03 AM
shut your eyes
07-21-2019, 05:20 AM
stare back at it
07-21-2019, 05:20 AM
Close one eye.
i dont think breaking eye contact is a good idea if its a canine, so keep staring
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07-21-2019, 07:15 AM
You steel yourself and stare straight at it, meeting the empty spots where its eyes would normally be.
It brings its gurgling maw down closer, right in front of your face, stopping its growling for just a moment. Its snout moves in an upwards fashion with small movements, as if it might be smelling you. It then starts to slowly pull its weight off of you, as if disinterested. As it does so, it begins 'sniffing' the air. It jolts, as if noticing something, and its head cocks to the left, only for it to suddenly fall still, a slick and emphatic sound of bone and flesh being punctured ringing out as a slender hole appears on either side of its skull. It twitches, then its weight slumps, though its head stays still, seemingly held aloft by something. After a moment, a small amount of blood spurts from the hole on the right side of its skull, and its weighty head collapses on top of you. Bewildered, you pull yourself backwards, attempting to get out from under the dead beast, only to find your head grabbed and something sharp pressed to your neck just as you started to wriggle away. You look down as best you can, and you can see a reptilian claw grasping the utility knife you dropped earlier to your throat, only you feel a much longer and bulkier blade pressed against you. A stern voice comes from behind your head. "Answers, now. Who are you? What are you doing here? Why did you have this?" You are still mostly underneath the enormous dead canine, and with a knife to your throat, it would be difficult to move at all and maintain your safety.
07-21-2019, 07:17 AM
tell the truth
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07-21-2019, 07:27 AM
"Remembering things will only make this headache worse!"
07-21-2019, 08:59 AM
In a panicked and hurried voice, reply
"My name is Metus, I woke up in a weird carpeted room, I just started walking, and I found the knife in a tool booth a while back."
Artificial lifeform/mechanical construct on a mission to obtain every armor type TCP and also maybe make cool stuff along the way
If you call me a bionicle you are correct [ARCADE SESSION] [CAVE-IN] [THE ARMOR GUILD] [GENERAL CHARACTER HOARD] [INTRO THREAD] [TCPDEX CHARACTERS] [ADOPTS]
"Also I'm pretty sure I was just created which technically makes me a baby and you wouldn't hurt a baby would you"
07-30-2019, 10:30 AM
You attempt to speak, but your voice is dull and hoarse.
You realize this is the first time you've used it. After clearing your throat, you try again, making a joke. "Trying to remember things will only make this headache w--" You gag as the blade is pressed tighter to your throat. "...My name is Metus, I woke up in a weird carpeted room, and just started walking. I found the box cutter in a parking gate booth." You swallow nervously. "'Woke up?' Are you new here or something? What are you here to do?"
07-30-2019, 08:11 PM
"I don't know. What are any of us here to do, really?"
08-01-2019, 12:52 AM
"Yes, I'm new. What was that thing? And how are you invisible?"
Oh right we have signatures
"I don't know, what are any of us here to do, really?"
They pull the knife back a little more, and you feel the blade dig in just enough to break the surface, a tiny trail of blood dripping down your throat. "Do you think I'm joking here? You answer me, or I will kill you." "I don't know you, and right now it's seeming like a much safer plan to kill you rather than risk you being a threat. The only reason you're alive right now is because you don't seem to know what you're doing at all. But for all I know, that's just an act to get me to lower my guard." "You want me to trust you enough to let you live? Then convince me you aren't a threat. I don't have time to screw around here with you, so make it fast before I decide you're better off a corpse." You take a shaky breath. "Yes, I'm new here. What was that thing? And how are you invisible?" "Hellhound. One of them, anyways. You're lucky it was after me, not you. If it was after you, you'd be dead already." "And you don't even know that? I'm not invisible, I'm a charade. We can camouflage ourselves. Not as useful as being able to phase through walls like you can, but at least I don't exhaust myself much doing it. I'm surprised you're even awake at this point." |
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