Core

"Joe's dead? Joe's dead! What the f*** did you do to him? I want my brother back! Joseph is not dead!"
The tears started to flow down his eyes. His baby brother, his own brother gone.

Psychosis: "Kill them! Kill them now! Joe would of wanted it!"
Amnesia: "Don't be a ...ask them who they are"

Michael, pointing the gun at them, asked:
"Who are you? What did you do to Joseph? I only have one bullet left...don't make me use it!"
 
ooc: I thought it was Michael, isn't Joseph dead? :p :ooc

That strange guy seemed to suffer a mental condition similar to that of his brother. And he had a gun. Good news, he only had one bullet left. Bad news, he could be the recipient of it.

"I'm Ray! I met Joe in the morning, I had a hangover and he practically dragged me here! Then he found the hatch and said something of waiting for a Jose before opening the hatch and then this guy appeared and Joe interrogated him and then metal entered and it turned him into shreds, and the whole house is covered in Joe and the other room contains this metal things!"
 
ooc: Edited

"Jose is alive! Thank God! So the defensive system went off...i thought they stopped the Man in Black, i thought they killed him!"
He looked at the Russian
"Who is he?"
"Do you guys want to come inside? There is some tuna and books if you wanna read"
Schizo -"What the hell are you doing Mike?"
Psychosis - "We are gonna kill them inside!"
Amnesia - "No you idiot! It is safe in here!
 
"Sure, I'm not sure if these things will go or if they will try to enter, but better be safe." Ray could hear a buzzing sound from the other side of the door. Presumably, it was the metal, and soon the door was trembling and shattering, being hit from the other side. "Thanks" Ray rushed into the space under the hatch, and the Russian guy followed.
 
Michael closed the hatch, and turned on the light. The room was actually big, about the size of a medium sized bedroom.
"Ray, who is that guy? Is he Mafia or what?"
Psychosis - "Kill him! Kill him! He killed Joe! Kill him!" it whispered
Schizo - "Not yet...torture him first" Schizo whispered
Amnesia - "Shut up! Who are Russian?"
Michael pointed the gun at Zirkhov.
 
"I don't know, he came running down the street and, when Joe was all interrogating him and about to shoot him, the metal came in and..."
 
"Who is this Jose?" Ray was still intrigued by that name. And he suddenly remembered his bow and the wooden box he had carried all the way to Lindsey's home. "Oh, my, where's Lindsey? And I left the box there, and the bow! Ah, I hope this stops soon enough, I'm starting to be worried. And my father is surely anxious..." Ray walked up and down the room, and eventually picked a random book and started to read it.
 
"Jose...he is a little boy, about 15 or 16 now...haven't seen him in years."
Michael started go deep into thought.
"He was the last of the Black Snake...and the key to opening the exit from Core...in the catacombs."
Michael went to a bookshelf and took out a book.
"Here read this...God's greatest gift to literature...this proves that God exists because no ordinary man can write this."
It was green, with some sort of drawing on it.
It read:
The Lord of the Rings
J.R.R. Tolkien
 
"Oh, I already did. But, in my opinion, there is a better series. Have you heard of A Song of Ice and Fire?" Ray put down Michael's book, and regretted his words. He had discussed it with his father and it grew far a bit too... passionate.
 
Michael looked at a picture of Joseph, and a tear came down his eye.
"Do you think the defense system is down now?"
 
"I don't know if it yet..." faint sounds came from above for five more minutes.
 
Vasiliy:

Alessandri picked up a remote, and a small recording flashed on the screen - the young man, fighting Mikaere.

"This man, I believe, went missing for seven years. I think he found a way out. And, more importantly, I think he found something out there."

James:
The limping man grimaced, but lifted his arm up - a green piece of.. something.. glowed on his shirt's sleeve. James felt a tug on his gun - not a big one, but enough to make him drop it. It skittered across the floor, and the man grinned.

"Bet you weren't expecting that, were you?"

Nate:
The man shrugs, and pulls out a knife.
"Does it matter much?"

Ray and Michael:
Zirkhov frowned.
"Does it matter? I'd just rather not get eaten by flying metal today."

In light of where the RP is, I will push the update to next week, so as to allow it to develop further (and come to a better ending point).
 
The gun slides across the floor, and I dive for it, barely managing to grab the buttstock. I get my hand on the trigger, and fire five rounds off quickly, aiming at the man's shoulder.
 
The bullets stray just a bit upwards and to the side.

The limping man falls to the ground, bullet wounds to the face.
He's dead before he reaches the floor.
 
"<redacted>," I mutter. I wasn't aiming to kill the man, but vengeance feels good. I go over to the man, and take the magnet thing from him, after making sure to turn it off. I then load a new clip in the rifle, and go wake Jose up.
 
Vasiliy stared at the screen for a moment. Electronics were very rare were he was, and this screen might as well have been magical to him. There was Mikaere, both on the screen and next to him. To think, in the past, everyone had had access to miracles such as these? It boggled his mind.

He redirected his attention to the topic at hand. Again, many questions battled for dominance in his mind, before he finally asked, "What do you think he found out there?"
 
Alessandri shook his head.
"What is irrelevant. The very fact that something still exists out there makes it worth finding it. If it really affects you, I think he found other people. With electronics. And, even more importantly, food."
 
"You Russian Mafia members are disgusting! Don't you remember me...Zirkhov Valin! Any last words?"
He pointed the gun at Zirkhov, ready to shoot.
 
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