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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: VonnRoux on May 15, 2015, 11:44:25 PM
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///if you have any questions pm me. To join link your OC or just put it down in the comments. There will be death no matter what. But you could always end up a spirit or have more than one character. Romance, fighting and anything else is okay.///
///just don't destroy my Station to soon please!///
Genre: Horror/sci-fy/dead space
Era: Future, year 2098
Brief Synopsis: “And the lucky numbers are… 14563, 28965, 38513, 90127, 87164, 21947…”
The elegantly dressed Deer woman continues to drone out the numbers, a pearly white smile plastered on her muzzle, but you don’t listen to her. You hold the silver ticket in your paw, staring numbly at the golden letters flashing across it.
“Congratulations, lucky participant furs.” You slowly return your gaze to the hologram standing before you. The ghost like projection was a little too real, as the woman’s gaze holds such direct eye contact that it’s a struggle not to look away. Her grin broadens as she announces, “You have been deemed worthy to board to U.S. Columbus, on a direct flight to the International Space Station ‘Athena.’”
She then swept her arm behind her to gesture to the TV from which her image emerged, where pictures and videos of the grand space station flashed by to gaudy theatrical music. A male announcer swiftly devolved the details of the prize and instructions for time and manner of boarding.
You, along with a handful of other lucky winners from around the world, will be staying at Athena, a research station dedicated to discovering the wonders of the universe around us. A state-of-the-art, self sustaining spacecraft, the station can go months without contact with any other life form, and often travels millions of miles away from earth to uncover a new mystery of space. Many a thrill seeker and knowledge craver have dreamed of boarding the Athena. And now their dreams have come true.
***Or has it…? Little do the passengers know that it is not their dream that awaits at the space station, but their worst nightmare. And even their demise.***
Other: There will be character spots for crew members and passengers, so there’s openings for all ages and professions.
Visuals:
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((Might join seems interesting))
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Violetta awakes to the sun shining through her curtains. Small dust particals float through the air. She gets up slowly walking to the window. She lifts the curtain exposing the stunning view out side. The galaxy and the stars shined. She stretched her arms out and rubbed her eyes. Her baggy sweat pants hung loose around her waist. She slowly walked to the mirror and grabbed her VLS. (voice log system) pressing the red button she began to record.
"Day 45 on Athena...everything seems to be going well. The ships course is right on path, the planets we've seen so far are absolutely spectacular... Everything is running smoothly." she set down the VLS and hurried out the door. Not paying attention she ran into a stranger, staggering back into her room she fell and immediately felt a red blush come to her cheeks
"Oh my! On so sorry are you okay?"
((Welcome to the station Tybalt))
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((Hmm, looks like the house in space...))
((...))
((Wait? Did I just say that like it was a bad thing? :P ))
Name: Mallius greatfang (Mal)
Species: Grey wolf.
Age: 30
Clothing: Cheap, but formal
Personality: Arrogant prick, pretends to be above it all, and does not make friends easily, but actually cares deeply for everyone and anyone, You may have heard the term, "Fair weather friend?" he is the inverse, he is barely tolerable until you really need him...
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She looked up and turned a deep shade of red.
" I...I'm so sorry!!! "
Her soft voice stuttering. She looked at him for a moment then looked back down.
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She stood quickly and looked at her watch.
"Oh deer! I...I have to get to deck !!!"
She quickly grabbed her hat and coat running past the deer and thought the halls. She stood at the elevator door. She kept pressing the up button her expression becoming more and more aggravated
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((I am assuming you either missed my application, or don't want me in. I will understand if it's the latter... don't worry about offending me.... :( though I would rather you said so rather than just ignoring me))
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((Hmm, looks like the house in space...))
((...))
((Wait? Did I just say that like it was a bad thing?
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Name: Mallius greatfang (Mal)
Species: Grey wolf.
Age: 30
Clothing: Cheap, but formal
Personality: Arrogant prick, pretends to be above it all, and does not make friends easily, but actually cares deeply for everyone and anyone, You may have heard the term, "Fair weather friend?" he is the inverse, he is barely tolerable until you really need him...
((Welcome to Athena!!! Sorry didn't see you!!!))
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Name: Zaida, for now she's known as Z11 (also a cyborg)
Age: 20
Clothing: wears a black tangtop, along with dark green shorts, she however wears futuristic Armor covering her face, usually Furries mistaken her as a male in it.
Personality: quiet, always has a calm and soothing voice but her voice may glitch at times, strong, polite, mysterious
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Name: Zaida, for now she's known as Z11 (also a cyborg)
Age: 20
Clothing: wears a black tangtop, along with dark green shorts, she however wears futuristic Armor covering her face, usually Furries mistaken her as a male in it.
Personality: quiet, always has a calm and soothing voice but her voice may glitch at times, strong, polite, mysterious
((Welcome aboard!))
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((YAY!))
((Might wait until tomorrow before jumping in, its 1Am over here...))
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((Thank ya!))
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She stood in the elevator and folded her arms.
"Damn I'm so late! And no I don't think you work there?"
She tapped her boot impatiently on the ground as the elevator went up 20 story's.
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She nodded her head hardly listening to him.
"I came here out of pure luck...only a few hundred engineers were picked to come aboard. And I was one. "
She studied him for a moment. "Let me guess...your a luckily civilian?"
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Zaida was studying the place having her hands folded as she stood infront of the elevator watching the numbers light up as showing someone was coming up, her Armor covering her to feet to head only her ears and long tail showing the lines, through the lines were wires.
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The doors open and she walks out quickly.
"Well you need to learn that the commoner's live down stair's in the lower levels. Its dangerous up here"
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She looked up as red lights began to flash. A loud siren blared. She growled and flattened her ears
"G...get back in the elevator...!"
She yelled at him and began to sprint toward her station.
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Zaida watched the red lights flash and jumped down where she was at meeting vonn. "What's is happening ma'am?" She asked calmly running with her.
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((I hope everyone else doesn't mind. but i'd like to join.)) :3
Name: Tim Siggs.
Species: Long-Talied Weasel
Gender: Male
Job/Position: Comm Maintenance.
Age: 27
Appearance: Wears a black zip up jacket with a thick red stripe going across the chest and two bright blue stripes on his sleeves.
Urban Red Camo Jeans and White with Gold Tie up boots. (Quite a mess, I know.) XP
Personality: Not very perceptive of his environment and believes firmly in spiritual reincarnation. Takes care of his equipment and volunteers to do something without thinking. In cases of fear, he will buff up his appearance and walk slowly, listening to the air.
He is easy to meet (Just say hi) but not worth meeting during work, as he focuses highly on anything relevant to work. Likes visiting the Cafeteria and Living Quarters.
((Thanks, Vonn!))
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((I hope everyone else doesn't mind. but i'd like to join.)) :3
Name: Tim Siggs.
Species: Long-Talied Weasel
Gender: Male
Job/Position: Comm Maintenance.
Age: 27
Appearance: Wears a black zip up jacket with a thick red stripe going across the chest and two bright blue stripes on his sleeves.
Urban Red Camo Jeans and White with Gold Tie up boots. (Quite a mess, I know.) XP
Personality: Not very perceptive of his environment and believes firmly in spiritual reincarnation. Takes care of his equipment and volunteers to do something without thinking. In cases of fear, he will buff up his appearance and walk slowly, listening to the air.
He is easy to meet (Just say hi) but not worth meeting during work, as he focuses highly on anything relevant to work. Likes visiting the Cafeteria and Living Quarters.
((Thanks, Vonn!))
((Welcome aboard))
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((If you'll have me..?))
Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
Age: 18
Clothing: Sleek long-sleeve undershirt, grey cargo pants, and a bulky security vest.
Position: Security.
Personality: Caring, team-player, but tries to keep to himself.
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((could I join?))
Name:Liu Xiang
Species:Bull shark
Gender:Male
Job/Position:Technitian/Engineer
Age:21
Appearence:wears a dark blue t-shirt with black cargo pants and black boots,along with dog tags and a black army cap
Personality:he is optimistic and light hearted,very friendly to recently met people,he is also excitable but can get stressed in critical situation's
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Name: Dubaku
Age: 20
Species: African Wild Dog
Gender: Male
Position: Test Subject
Appearance: Arms and torso covered in tribal markings. Brawnier build than average.
Outfit: Currently medical robes, like the ones Starkiller wore. (many outfit changes will occur)
Personality: Calm, usually tries to be a mediator. But, once someone takes a swing at him, he is quick to become belligerent and seriously injure them, or worse. It's easy to get on his good side. Just don't try his patience.
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((I'm in if you'll take me. And I'm trying a new character))
Name- Sorrow
Gender- Female
Species- Black Panther
Description- a purple eye and a green eye. Wears a black jumper with black skinny jeans and converse. Long black hair down to her shoulders.
Personality- look at the name and take a quick guess.
Position- Drift away ((sneaked her self on board))
Extra info- she is easy to find when you don't need her but extremely difficult when you do. Great at stealth
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((I think I'll join too.
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Job: Counter-Terrorist / Security
For everything else, see pastebin link in signature (things described here override it)
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((I'm in))
((Also my position may be not allowed because station can go without contact but I saw a comm maintenance in the list so I just gave it a shot, please tell me if I need to change it, waiting for your approval))
Name-Jax
Gener-Male
Species-Macaw
Desciption-Black suit with a badge that says SF
Posistion- Main officer ground station (People who stay on earth and give the orders or ask for mission overview, you know what I mean)
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((If you'll have me..?))
Name: Rayleonarde "Ray" Blackburn
Age: 18
Clothing: Sleek long-sleeve undershirt, grey cargo pants, and a bulky security vest.
Position: Security.
Personality: Caring, team-player, but tries to keep to himself.
((Welcome aboard))
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((could I join?))
Name:Liu Xiang
Species:Bull shark
Gender:Male
Job/Position:Technitian/Engineer
Age:21
Appearence:wears a dark blue t-shirt with black cargo pants and black boots,along with dog tags and a black army cap
Personality:he is optimistic and light hearted,very friendly to recently met people,he is also excitable but can get stressed in critical situation's
((I'm sorry but at this moment I would like to keep this rp to a min of 6 people. Maybe later on is your still interested?))
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Name: Dubaku
Age: 20
Species: African Wild Dog
Gender: Male
Position: Test Subject
Appearance: Arms and torso covered in tribal markings. Brawnier build than average.
Outfit: Currently medical robes, like the ones Starkiller wore. (many outfit changes will occur)
Personality: Calm, usually tries to be a mediator. But, once someone takes a swing at him, he is quick to become belligerent and seriously injure them, or worse. It's easy to get on his good side. Just don't try his patience.
((Welcome, now get on deck))
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((I think I'll join too.
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Job: Counter-Terrorist / Security
For everything else, see pastebin link in signature (things described here override it)
((Welcome, hope you enjoy your flight hehe))
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((I'm in))
((Also my position may be not allowed because station can go without contact but I saw a comm maintenance in the list so I just gave it a shot, please tell me if I need to change it, waiting for your approval))
Name-Jax
Gener-Male
Species-Macaw
Desciption-Black suit with a badge that says SF
Posistion- Main officer ground station (People who stay on earth and give the orders or ask for mission overview, you know what I mean)
((We may lose contact with you! CX but sure, sounds good welcome))
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((Can you say if I'm in or not))
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Mallius looked around his room, clean, high-tech, a blinding white plastic shell it felt like. The ship was spectacular. but he really wished he was in a better position to enjoy it. Everywhere he went. people. People people people people. not even important people... Mal looked down at his paws, the worst part is HE was not important either. just another... Commoner. Mal sat on his bed, deep in thought, Greatfang used to mean something...
Now he was scared to even speak the name out-loud.
((will try not to have such a big influence this RP... in the house I feel like my book has kinda eaten the RP at this stage by being given to Tybalt... :$ ))
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((could I join?))
Name:Liu Xiang
Species:Bull shark
Gender:Male
Job/Position:Technitian/Engineer
Age:21
Appearence:wears a dark blue t-shirt with black cargo pants and black boots,along with dog tags and a black army cap
Personality:he is optimistic and light hearted,very friendly to recently met people,he is also excitable but can get stressed in critical situation's
((I'm sorry but at this moment I would like to keep this rp to a min of 6 people. Maybe later on is your still interested?))
((But you let like...4 other people join?))
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((Well that isn't right... He was one of the first Furries to ask and he can join :S well I'm out, thanks for letting me join though))
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((She skipped right past me so I'm don't even have a answer))
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((Not sure why but how I know V she wouldnt ignore someone on purpose, maybe she made a mistake or something like that, I dont know. Furs make mistakes. And yes this is kinda a weird one but c'mon forums can get a bit messy especially if you need to conrol a thread on your own.))
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((I never posted in the duntmore one so I don't consider myself really in it, Eitherway lets stop arguing because this isnt the thread to do this and also lets not try to think of any reason but just wait for vonnroux to come back?))
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Ray stepped around a corner, having evacuated everyone from the floor Vonn and Tybalt were on. He turned, and the flashlight attached to his vest illuminated Vonn and Tybalt. "Hey! You guys gotta get off this floor."
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*Dubaku sat in his quarters thinking to himself as he listened to a recording* "But that thing isn't him. You saw what happened! He's a permanent host for a goddamned contagion! His mind and body are near permanently corrupt."
"But, haven't you noticed that he hasn't become one of those shambling abominations?"
"Do you really wanna take that risk? Are you seriously suggesting-" *static, then cuts off*
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Tim was sitting in the security room with a guard and the operator. He was watching some screens while choosing where to listen.
"So each cam has it's own channel?"
Yes. Now it looks like another small incident.
"You sure? I think it could be serious. This time we might actually have something."
Probably a kid spilled a drink or someone bumped a switch. Some crazy probably got out... Not, serious.
"Should I check in with the commoners and maintenance crew?"
Your choice. They most likely, have everything under control.
Tim walked away from the screens and stepped outside the door. He walked down the hallway and waves to the commoners and specials.
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*Dubaku gets up and paces around his quarters* Wonder when it's meal time.
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Violetta scrambled to her station and looked at her boss worried. He sat in his chair his head leaning at an odd angle, blood dripped onto the floor and pooled around him. She slowly inched closer to his left side. She stepped through the blood and gasped. His entire side and interior of his body was eaten away at. His innards spinning over his lap. She stumbled back and screamed, her eyes wide with terror.
"CAPTAIN!!! CAPTAIN OH MY GOD NO!!! NOOOO!"
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((I take it, no one else is being accepted? That's cool.))
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((I'm in if you'll take me. And I'm trying a new character))
Name- Sorrow
Gender- Female
Species- Black Panther
Description- a purple eye and a green eye. Wears a black jumper with black skinny jeans and converse. Long black hair down to her shoulders.
Personality- look at the name and take a quick guess.
Position- Drift away ((sneaked her self on board))
Extra info- she is easy to find when you don't need her but extremely difficult when you do. Great at stealth
((Sorry for late welcomes super stressed at the moment))
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((I take it, no one else is being accepted? That's cool.))
((I didn't get a character sheet from you or I'm just stupid and can't find it.))
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((Oh there was one, honey. Don't worry about it, though. I've lost interest in rp at the moment.))
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((No problem))
*Sorrow walks around the ship in the shadows looking at the odd looking furs*
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*dark red tendrils had begun covering Dubaku's arms, appearing to give him increased muscle mass* Time to get outta here. *he bursts through the door to his quarters; he is greeted by the bright red blinking and deafening sound of alarms*
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((Quick question. where is everyone?))
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((There's a bunch of floors to the station, I'm currently in medical. Everyone else... I have no idea))
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-Down on earth in the control center-
Jax was sitting at his desk when one of the employees ran in and told him they finally re-stablisched connection with Station Athena. he stood up and walked with the employee to a somewhat big room where a couple of others furs sat at desk with computers and headsets. Also he took a seat and began to talk in a mic infront of him: "Base to space station Athena, do you copy Athena?"
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((Ok))
*Sorrow went into the shadows almost like she was one and travelled to the multiple floor searching around*
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*Dubaku smashes the comms station in the medical bay* Jesus, that gets annoying quick.
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*Sorrow walks past the medical bay and gulps as she enters the bay keeping hidden. She feels that she is about to cry*
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*Dubaku is met by a guard pointing a gun to his head* "Freeze, f***er!"
*Dubaku sighs* Really? *he picks up the guard*
*the guard rapidly fires at Dubaku* "F***ing di-AAAAAAAGGHHHH!" *Dubaku rips him in half and tosses both halves off to the side*
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*Sorrow watches in horror as tears roll down her face* Wh'why *She mumbles*
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*the tendrils recede back into Dubaku's body, he cracks his neck and continues making his way around; he then hears a faint mumble in the background and looks around* Huh?
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*Sorrow gulps and comes out slowly crying* Please don't kill me, *She pleads*
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Mal leaves his room, and looks for something to do...
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Ray wandered about in the dark, trying to find anyone else on the floor he was on. He wasn't sure which one, only that it looked residential.
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*Dubaku chuckles* As long as you ain't pointing a gun to my head, I think you'll be fine. *he turns to see Sorrow crying, he then sighs* What is it?
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Y-You ki-killed som=someone *She says wiping off the tears* an-and don't worry I cr-cry a lot.
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Oh, well, he had a gun to my head; I had no other option. *he looks around* Where are you trying to get to, exactly?
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don't know. I had no place to go and when I heard about this I sneaked on before it went off. so maybe some help to find a place to stay.
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Mal bumps enters a section with the light off. "Huh. Someone should fix that." he announces, loudly. he then walks into the dark unhindered.
((got food, be back in 20 mins))
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Ray's ear twitched, and his flashlight came on. "Hello? Is someone on this floor?" He started towards the voice, tapping the wall with his knuckles.
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You've heard of the weird shit going on around here? Er- I mean, of course you saw some weird shit. But, other than what you saw?
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Not much sir. ummm what should I call you sir?
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Mal strode up to Ray. "I am present yes" He stated.
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Violetta's answered the call from earth's base.
"Yes hello we are here. We've lost the captain something has...eaten him..."she looked around the room nervously since she was alone. She grabbed the captains gun and held it close.
"Project Beta4x is a fail...I repeat... Project Beta4x is a fail. I don't know how far it has spread. But we need to inform all the doctors to take the civilian's to the lower deck bunkers...or the escape pods. They all need to be checked and sent back now!"
She stood shaking near the control panel...the dead captain unmoving next to her.
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Ray sighed, and smiled. "Good. Alright, let's get you off this floor." He motioned for Mal to follow, as he reached for his radio.
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Mal looks at Ray. "you don't give me orders." Mal looks around. "I give them! and I say we need to get off this floor. You lead the way." Mal follows Ray.
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Ray shrugged. "Whatever you say." He grabbed his radio. "Command, you still copy?"
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*Sorrow gulps and blends into the shadows as she walks down the stairs to the lower decks*
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Jax his eyes widen as he heard the news.
"Okay, 10-14 stand by. We will help you in anyway we can. For now stay calm, and evacuate everyone. And most imporantly don't let the passengers know about project Beta4x. Tell them there is a fire or anyhing but nothing about Beta4x. Are we clear?
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Mal looks at Ray in the dark... actually he prefered the word gloom... sounded much better. had a ring to it... GLOOOOM.
He sighed and put the thought out of his head. "So, what is going on then? speak up!"
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*Sorrow stopped halfway and smiled thinking 'lets get into trouble' she headed up to the captains quarters no one being able to see her*
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Violetta's ears perked up listening. She grabbed the main com. And the speakers throughout the ship blared. She flipped the emergency switch and spoke calm but quickly.
"All civilians to the medical lab...I repeat all civilians to the medical labs. We have a small issue with the ventilation. Get checked by the doctor's and head to the escape pods I repeat head to the escape pods!"
She quickly switched over to the specials and crew. We have a code black. Follow procedures and quickly... Go!"
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Ray sighed. "I don't know that code. Good." He looked at Mal. "Well, we should get you to the med-bay, sounds like something is amiss." Ray smiled, and started towards the elevator.
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Mal huffs and follows ray.
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Ray, upon reaching the elevator, sighed, and pressed the button to call the elevator. He shrugged, and spoke softly to himself. "I better go see the doctor, too. No idea what might've happened."
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Mal remains silent, watching the elevator door.
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"Code black?.... I was told that's the worst one. I should turn around and check the cams."
Tim jogged back to the security room and used his ID to get in.
"....Sir! Did you... they already left... What are procedures... ensure civilian safety, contain threat, stay in a confined space... umm... dammit."
Tim went into one of the drawers and pulled out a small 12mm Pistol and two ready clips from the next drawers underneath.
After storing the equipment in his pockets, he clicked on each pair of comms, avoiding the civilian channels, and called out to anyone.
*click* "Hello? Anyone there?" *click* "The medial bay appears to be getting traffic. Did something happen?"
*click* "Is anyone there? This is Comm Maintenance Siggs." *click* [repeat contact]
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Violetta's hands trembling she looked to the captain. His body twitched slightly and his eyes looked straight at her. It sounded like he was trying to speak but only a low rumble escaped his body. She stepped back and held the gun up aiming at his heart.
"C...captain....?"
At that he lunged, she ducked to the side watching him hit head first into the wall with great force.
As he turned around she shot him in the heart. No effect...
She readied her gun again and shot him in the head...
He slumped on the floor limp. She let out a sigh of relief.
She went over to the com not thinking and relaid a message to everyone on board.
"Head! Air for the head! Run! Don't get bit!"
She repeated that about 6 times. Sounding more terrified each moment...code black... It wasn't supposed to happen...
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*Dubaku listens to the announcement and laughs* And yet, it did.
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Ray furrowed his brow, as the communique came through. "Hello? Command? Respond, please. What's going on?" He looked slightly panicked, as he turned to Mal. "I-It's my first day."
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"Well young man! It looks like you will have to learn fast." Mal said, with the same confidence (Or arrogance) he always had.
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Something in his gut told him they weren't safe anymore. But he heard Ray come through.
"Something isn't right here, and I don't feel safe... aim for the head? Zombies??"
"Hah, HAH! Like that would ever happen. Might be an alien contagion."
Tim clicked in to Ray, occasionally looking up and around his area.
*click* "Hey, hey! I got contact, good.. I am Comm Maintenance, Tim Siggs. Move carefully and quietly, who knows what's really going on... I'll be here for communication if you need it."
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Aim for the head, eh? *he cracks his knuckles* Oh, cliches. They always gotta work against our favor. *his fingers become needle-like, and he subtly pricks most of the commoners he passes by*
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Ray blinked. Comm Maintenance? "Wait...where's the captain?"
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Mal taps the elevator door. "Come on old thing." The door, as if hearing Mal, opens. "See, all you need is to be polite." Mal steps into the elevator.
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*Dubaku walks down the hallway and sees what looks like a severely mutated bird, it had what looked like a stinger or injector of some kind* Yech. *the creature latches onto a nearby corpse and stabs it with its large, stinger-like appendage, causing the corpse to twitch and wriggle about, growing extra limbs and causing two large blades to grow out of each hand* Damn...
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"I don't know anything about the captain. Haven't heard from him either."
Tim put on an ear piece and connected with their channel.
"Alright, and... yes, Communicatios Maintenance. I make sure the speakers and channels are working. I also provide work for private channels. Enough about me.. where are you?"
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Ray shrugged as he stepped into the elevator. "I've got a civilian here, but we're headed to med-bay."
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"Good. Im gonna go to the civilian levels. It's scary up here. And too quiet. I'll be in reach, stay safe."
Tim left the room and went to the nearest staircase, not trusting elevators. A transport tube COULD be safer but he runs the risk of injury.
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*The flying creature rushes toward Dubaku; he catches it, and rips off its injector before he slams the creature repeatedly into a wall* F***in' disguasting.
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Mal Speaks up in the elevator. "So. Disaster strikes. No-one understands whats happened and we might or might not have Zombies aboard, Looks like a busy day for us."
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Ray raised an eyebrow, and looked at Mal. "Zombies? Like...like the shuffling, rotting corpses that the society of years past had an infatuation with?" He chuckled. "I don't think so. Pretty sure it's just a leak." Ray silently prayed and hoped it was just a leak. He hit the elevator's control panel, and the elevator started towards the med-bay floor.
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"A pretty big leak." Mal said with a smile "Which apparently we need to shoot in the head."
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Ray shrugged. "That lady might've been panicking. I've seen some nasty exposure effects."
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"Either way. I would like to pick up some guns... maybe a sword... My dad taught me to fight with a sword. as well as the code of honor to go along with it, a sword Should be a strong weapon against the paranormal undead"
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Ray groaned. "Enough of the zombie nonsense. Besides, civilians aren't allowed fire-arms."
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Mal scowled at the word civilian, then tried to hide it. remain polite. always remain polite. Mal watched as the elevator continued to rise. "What about a sword, surely I am allowed one of those. Such an elegant weapon I always thought..."
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Ray shrugged. "Not particularly, no." He sighed, as the elevator opened on the med-bay floor. Though, it wasn't anywhere close to the medical center.
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"Well then young man. lead the way please" Mal gestured to Ray.
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Ray blinked. "Um...I-I don't like this. It's quiet." He started through the med-bay hall, his weapon, a simple pistol, held ready.
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*Dubaku heard the elevator doors open, followed by voices; he shifts into civilian attires* Much better.
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Mal followed Ray, Mal gave the appearace of complete indiffrence to his surroundings, walking with arrogant pride.
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*Dubaku took shelter in a nearby lab, seeming helpless to not arouse suspicion*
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Ray continued onward, shaking slightly out of nervousness.
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As Ray and Mal passed Mal paused, and, without looking at Dubuku, spoke loudly to Ray. "If there is anyone else who needs help you really should help them." Mal said.
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Ray blinked. "W-What?" He looked over at the lab, and blinked again. "O-Oh! H-Hey, sir? We've got to get all civilians to the medical center."
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"The medical center? What are you, crazy? They've probably taken that place over by now."
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Ray blinked. "Who?"
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Y'know, those... things! Those f***ing Necromorphs.
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Ray blinked. "Who?"
"Whom" Mal corrected.
Y'know, those... things! Those f***ing Necromorphs.
"See.. Zombies"
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Ray shook his head, and got on the radio. "Anyone in med-bay? We've got one for psyche evaluation."
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*Dubaku notices what looks like another flying infector, it inches itself toward the group* F***, there's one of 'em!
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Ray turned to the thing Dubaku spotted out, and froze up. "W-What...the...f**k?"
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Mal addressed the thing. "Ah. so you are the things attacking the ship. how are you?"
He did not expect a response. but it was worth a try.
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*Dubaku grabs its injector and rips it off* Not so tough now, are ya, m****f****?! *the infector rampantly flies around for a means of escape; Dubaku grabs Ray's pistol and shoots it dead*
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Ray blinked, and took a step back. "W-What the hell was that thing!?"
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"Horrifically rude. if they infest the medical bay, where shall we head instead?"
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It's some sort of infector. Don't let it get close to you or any corpses... dealing with enough of them as it is. *he turns to Agder* I'd suggest we hit up the nearest armory. Maybe find something a bit more useful.
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"Agreed! Lead the way!" Mal declared.
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Ray shook his head. "I-I don't have a clearance card. W-We can't get in unless it's unlocked, or one of the higher-ups i-is willing to part w-with theirs."
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Or we could just steal it off a dead one. That seems like the lesser pain in the ass.
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"Or we could just shoot the door. and go in that way." Mal stated. "Sometimes the simplest solution is the best."
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Ray sighed. "I wish it was that easy. The cards stop working after they're a few feet away from whoever owns it." He rubbed the back of his head. "Kept pickpockets from getting in, though." He looked at Mal. "You think my little zapper'll punch through military grade steel?" Ray took the pistol back, and started towards the elevator. "Come on, we'll get to the security office."
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Mal sighed. "Lead the way"
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I remember that from some game... came out a long time ago, though. My great grandparents remember that game. *he chuckles* Anyways, those doors are reinforced, a pistol ain't gonna do. One of us can carry the body. *he stops the two* Guys, i know it doesn't sound the most attractive plan, but, come on.
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Mal Stopped. "I am NOT carrying a body... but if you two are willing then sure."
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Ray shook his head. "I can set up a card for myself." He stepped into the elevator, and waited for the others to arrive.
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Mal followed Ray.
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Oi... *he shakes his head slightly* This is gonna take too long. I know it looks bad here, but there could still be people trapped down here. the captain's dead, Protocol no longer applies.
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"Well, better to do something than to argue while doing nothing."
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Ray sighed. "Tell the machinery that." He grabbed his radio. "Command? We've got an issue on the med-bay level. Send backup."
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F*** it. You guys go. *he slams the elevator button* Come back when you have the pass.
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Ray shrugged. "Alright. Shouldn't take longer than a few minutes." He hit the elevator control panel, and sent them up towards the security office.
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"Do you think we are in real danger up here?" Mal asks.
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*Dubaku waits idly by* More of those things are bound to come.
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Ray shrugged. "I don't know."
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Mal had a worried expression now. "OK... well... lets be on our guard then... If we find a gun. I take it protocols no longer apply and I can use it now." Mal did not wait for Rays response "Good, I will need it to defend myself"
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Ray shrugged. "I suppose so."
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Mal smiled. "Wonderful!" Mal waited for the elevator to stop.
((About to sleep for the night. its 2AM here.))
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*Tim cut into Ray's channel*
"You guys breathing? Good. I suggest you use the stairs in the event of a runaway civilian passing for an elevator.
If you guys-..." *looks behind him* "i'll be a little quieter so I don't get shot or stabbed. If you guys go towards any obvious places of protection.. check any & every civilian body, if any are living. Im currently headed towards the Security Upper. I think highest levels are safest for now. I'll find some helmet and armor if there is any... Stay safe." *cuts out*
Tim braced against the wall and checked for hollowness, then peeked the corner to see a guard at a door.
He knocked on the wall hard and loud then voiced to the guard.
"Hold your fire.. im alone..-"
[Who are you?! Stay back! Civilians aren't allowed here!]
"Im Communication Maintenance.. Im unharmed and healthy."
[Do you have any weapons? *beep* Sir, .... Communication Maintenance .... understood. Come in.]
The wide jawed pug unlocked the door and it opened two layers of steel, revealing the room.
It had a solemn feel, a very unnerving atmosphere. Tim walked in and was escorted to a single booth.
*raised his hands* "Wait! I came with a single pistol." [Keep it in the drawer to your left.] An escort said.
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*a few infectors make their way into the ventilation ducts and spread throughout the ship*
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Tim muttered to himself: "It's temporarily safe here but I can't stay like these refugees... I need some sort of protection.."
He looked at his watch and felt like time was running out for him in the station. He could only escape the feeling if he got to a group of civilians.
"I'll stay for another minute to relax and think calmly. Maybe the labs have some stuff."
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Ray smiled, as the elevator doors opened on the security floor. "Here we are. Now, to the main desk." He kept his pistol ready, as he started towards the central office.
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Mal followed. "So... why exactly are we not going straight to the escape pods?"
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"Bottom of the station. You wanna go down there unarmed?" Ray sighed. "I've got to try and help to contain this."
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"Right" Mal nodded slowly "Do something to make yourself a hero... make your name mean something..." Mal smiled "I understand that. perhaps people will tell tales of your courage in the future..."
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Ray chuckled. "Less courage, more obligation. It's my job." He sighed, and his smile faded. "That I've had for one day."
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"Oh come on! its not all bad." mal stated. "You get to be a hero! Survive this! and people will flock! your blood might even be considered noble after this! save lives! Create a legend!" Mal grinned at Ray, but his eyes seemed distant...
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Ray sighed. "What're you playing at?"
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"I am not playing at anything! I believe you have what it t~" Mal glances over Rays shoulder. "Another of those creatures just flew out of the door behind you by the way."
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Ray grit his teeth, and turned, his pistol ready. "W-Which door?"
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Mal pointed, at one of the doors behind ray, it seemed to have been partially corroded...
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Ray started slowly towards the door. "O-Oh, good."
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Mal stayed back. arms folded, watching Ray.
The creature was just inside, a dead crewmember was on the floor... Ray probably did not want to look to carefully at what the infector was doing to him...
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Ray rounded the corner, silently, and leveled the pistol off at the creature. He closed an eye, and opened fire.
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The thing dies to a single, well aimed, shot.
Mal walks round the corner. "Well... that was surprisingly easy... Not going to get many songs like that."
There is a sort of scraping sound from the walls around them. "Probably for the best... lets get moving." Mal seemed to speak quieter, losing some of the arrogance in his voice for the first time since Ray had met him...
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Name: Chains
Species: Silivar http://chains-the-fox.deviantart.com/art/NEW-Silivar-Species-Reference-Information-Sheet-443090078 (http://chains-the-fox.deviantart.com/art/NEW-Silivar-Species-Reference-Information-Sheet-443090078)
(Silivarti are not mine, they are Pogostix from furaffinity.)
More discriptions of what a silivar is.
http://lunari.wikia.com/wiki/Silivar (http://lunari.wikia.com/wiki/Silivar)
Age: 20
Clothing: None for now, the fur should be able to cover up any parts.
Personality:Curious, happy, brave. tries to help people out at time, but his curiosity and live of messing with people can make him look childish, it doesn't help that he is only two foot five.
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Ray nodded, and checked his pistol. "Hope there's less than...mm...say about six. I'm runnin' outta bullets."
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It had been so long ago since I lost my planet. however, here I was flying through space with a red bubble around me. I had been traveling for so long, going from planet to planet to find a place to call home. Then I see in a distance, a large space station. curious, I went to investigate. I went through a door that was opened when a space ship went through. right when I entered the door shut.
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*an announcement plays over the PA system and the television sets, the man on the television was donning what looked like winter attires, and had his hair styled in a small ponytail* "Brothers and sisters. The age of man is at an end. We have become too many with too little to go around. Corporations that we once trusted with our money have squandered it. The governments that we once trusted with our future have sabotaged it. To their eternal credit, we are dying. But fear not, for there is a future. As promised by the prophet, Michael Altman, the Black Marker has a plan- for all of you. It will lift us from our miserable existence, and we will become one, united in body and united in spirit. Our unity will be our salvation. We will live on, not as men, but as God. The Church of Unitology is waiting for you, my friends. Throw off the chains of this life and join us as the new one begins. I'm Jacob Arthur Danik. And I am this message." *the broadcast cuts to static and begins again*
*A puzzled look flashes across Dubaku's face* What in the hell?
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Mal looked to the corner of the room, and picked up a wrench someone must have dropped, somehow trying to remain dignified as he clips it onto his belt.
"Well... you had a plan. Lead the way."
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*as Dubaku made his way further down a corridor, he found the walls had writing on them in blood and other bodily fluids reading, "Make us whole." and some drawing of a weird over-inflated double helix* Make us whole?
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I walk into the hall way, looking for anyone. Anyone who would be willing to tell me where I was.
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".....yyyyeeaahh... You refugees can listen to them.. i'll just go into this armory, take this vest and leave with my pistol... you guys have fun with that... brotherhood or cult..."
Tim had a very confused and arrogantly insulted look on his face. He never liked it when someone preached about being salvation and hopr for others. ESPECIALLY when it involved anything with your own body.
"Become whole...become gods?... HAH!" Tim patted a guard on the back before leaving, wearing one of their vests. The guard thought of chasing him down, but it would waste ammo and energy, plus the vest he had would be wasted as well.
Tim looked down the halway, wary of the deep shadow he saw at the end. The staircase still had some light though, so he walked down to the civilian levels and headed towards anywhere empty.
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*Dubaku continues walking around the med bay, then stops in mid stride as something occurs to him* Wait... the Church of Unitology. Where have I heard that before? Wait a minute: Unitologists. They believed that something called the Marker- that's it! That double helix thing was a drawing of a Marker. *he thought to himself* Well, I should stop wasting my time down here in Medical... looks like everything and everyone is screwed. *he makes his way to the upper floors of the station*
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"Hello!" I call out looking for signs of life.
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That emptiness came with a bucket full of echoes and a side of fear. The slightest scratch or bump would sound off in the quiet café.
Whatever food he found, still left there and preserved well enough, he would eat. He found a box of Ice Cream Sandwiches.
They were half melted but the wafer was still intact.
"Tch.. it's better than nothing." Tim looked up and around after thinking he heard someone's voice. "H- Hello?!?"
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Hearing a voice, i went and and followed it.
"Hello, anyone here?" i asked as the hallways starts d getting spookier.
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*Dubaku hears voices echoing through the corridor, before he can respond, he finds a group of infectors going corpse to corpse, upon infecting them, the corpses mutate in horrendous ways, extra limbs, blade like appendages, even pustules that glowed bright orange, their moans, groans, and screams can be heard throughout the corridor* The f-ck
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"I don't think i'm hearing things." He inaudibly whispered to himself.
Tim called out once more, ready to flip a table beside him.
"Hey! ....Heeeeellooo?"
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"Hello, anyone here!" i call out once more not able to find anyone.
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Tim flips a table, making a loud echoing clamor. He lightly jogs towards the voice, opening a door that leads to a hallway.
*whistles loudly* ... "I hope I don't find an undead here..."
Little did he know, the stairs might be out of the question.