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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 18, 2008 21:58:10 GMT -5
The DJ takes one look at Sarpek.
"OK...How many blue syringes did you find and use? And it looks like you might have used some of the green one, too. No, seriously. How many did you find and use? You look like that Tyrant guy now..."
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 20, 2008 8:25:57 GMT -5
"One of each. Is that a problem?" Sarpek punches a zombie that was sneaking up behind him, folding it in half and snapping its spine.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 20, 2008 8:38:39 GMT -5
"It looks like you took more...Look at you! You've got tentacles for hands, now!"
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 20, 2008 8:50:20 GMT -5
"What the...?" Those werent' there a second ago. Sarpek glares hard at his hands, and they return to normal. "Ah. Just hallucinations from the revive."  |
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 20, 2008 8:53:28 GMT -5
"I'm not hallucinating here. I'm really seeing them."
The DJ takes a picture of Sarpek's hands with his phone and shows it to Sarpek.
"See?"
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 20, 2008 9:02:30 GMT -5
 "SOmething's wrong here. Something's very wrong." |
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 20, 2008 21:58:52 GMT -5
"You think? Maybe it's best you keep out of underground NecroTech facilities. Who knows what might happen if you entered one. Heck, I think there's one in Dulston."
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Post by Magatsu Taito on Aug 21, 2008 19:56:52 GMT -5
((Are you guys playing these places as separate storylines, or are they all just one big like I used to play it? ))
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 21, 2008 22:01:09 GMT -5
((I'm thinking one big place...))
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Post by Magatsu Taito on Aug 22, 2008 12:18:43 GMT -5
((Alright, cool beans.))
Something starts pouring in under the door. It looks a bit like a chunky tomato-soup, but it seems to be moving on it's own accord. After a while there is a big puddle of it just inside the door. An eye seems to float up, then another. They look all over the place, but never in the same place at once, resulting in a motion sickness for those who look at it too long.
After a while, the soup seems to make a decision. It's apparent that there's sort of perverted activities going on here, especially considering the dude with the hentai hand. There's no telling what they'd do with the soup, so it makes the decision to flow over into the DJs box, and with the help of momentum, splash a hold of a syringe. It then proceeds to flow towards the bathroom, with the syringe floating on top like a miniature battering ram.
The door proves to be a bit difficult, but with some powerful waves, it manages and flows inside.
There is some gurgling and splashing going on, and some pounding on the walls of a bathroom stall as well. Somehow the door is locked.
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Post by albub on Aug 22, 2008 19:34:06 GMT -5
((Beacham was supposed to be separate, a 'lil pocket of reality.))
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 23, 2008 8:20:25 GMT -5
((Ah well. We'll just connect 'em all. Now getting back on track...))
The DJ notices the liquid pouring in from under the door.
"Damn it...someone must have been PKing outside the bar...This looks like blood...Where the hell is ValJohn, that damn barkeeper? Isn't he suppose to keep this building in check? He does own it, after all."
The DJ grabs a mop and begins mopping up the tomato-red liquid.
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Post by privatefirstclass on Aug 23, 2008 13:36:18 GMT -5
Zombie PFC sauntered to an NT. When he returned no one was at Catherine. At the NT he met a scientist whose radio buzzed on about PKer's seen at the elbow room. Revived, it looked like he needed to make another trip to the Elbow Room. He stealthily picked his way through the ruined suburb.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 23, 2008 19:41:44 GMT -5
The DJ slowly works his way to repairing the bar. He drops his radio. The DJ picks it up.
"Ah, geez. My radio was on. Someone must have heard my PKer comment. I think we might be expecting bounty hunters here soon."
The DJ looks at Sarpek.
"That means they'll most likely kill you when they see you...We need to disguise you somehow..."
The DJ puts a lamp cover over Sarpek's head.
"No one's bound to guess you're not really a lamp..."
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 23, 2008 20:30:41 GMT -5
Sarpek puts on a collar and chain attatched to the cage, and headshots himself. He stands up, and staggers around, Lampshade askew. "Zambah Partah!"
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