Core
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mythmonster2
BEC NOIR! RUN!
Vasiliy stared off into space, the information almost overwhelming his mind. A world beyond Core... He had been told people used to live out there, but to actually imagine, not living between the walls, not living in the choking city where your back was never safe...
He was silent for a time. Then he asked, softly, "How could we find this exit? We have to find this guy?" He pointed at the screen.
He was silent for a time. Then he asked, softly, "How could we find this exit? We have to find this guy?" He pointed at the screen.
Terrance888
Discord Reigns
I groan at the sound of bullets, then again as someone was shaking me awake. The wound on my hand (thankfully it did not cut off any fingers... I hope) was still bleeding.
I opened my eyes to see the concerned face of James. Then Silv began to speak again.
"Welcome, Vigilante, to The Orphanage" he intoned in his silky-smooth voice, "You have killed one of our guests, so I suggest you be nice and replace him."
Jakob stood up as well, holding the gun in one hand and the bag of traps over his shoulder. "I just press this trigger to use, right boss?"
Silv just nodded while looking at me and James.
I opened my eyes to see the concerned face of James. Then Silv began to speak again.
"Welcome, Vigilante, to The Orphanage" he intoned in his silky-smooth voice, "You have killed one of our guests, so I suggest you be nice and replace him."
Jakob stood up as well, holding the gun in one hand and the bag of traps over his shoulder. "I just press this trigger to use, right boss?"
Silv just nodded while looking at me and James.
SamSniped
DJ Goodboye
"So you want me to replace him?" I ask. "Would you mind answering a question of mine first?"
JohannaK
Heroically Clueless
As the bullet hit Zhirkov in the stomach, its sound made Ray's ears ache. In that room, with no openings more than that hatch, the reverberation was horrible. The sound seemed to be a drill directed at his brain. He put his hands on his ears while trying to utter a loud scream, inaudible with the gunshot. At the same time, he felt something. It was like hot rain. A couple of drops in the mouth, half a dozen spread across his face, and a hundred in his body and limbs.
He looked at himself and realised it was Zirkhov's blood that had reached him. It was somehow natural: he was 2 feet away from the man, between him and the gun, although, of course, aside. Instinctively, he cleaned the blood around his mouth with his tongue. his first clear thought was It tastes good. Immediately, he tried to pull that thought away from him, and rushed for the man. The scene looked like a single-sex version of La Pietà by Michelangelo.
"Oh God! Are you ok? Of course not, hoe.. idiotic! Come on, you'll be ok, we're gonna get out and we'll go to a hospital, I know a hospital, they'll cure! Now, come on, resist!" Ray's mind was as chaotic as his babbling. He knew Zhirkov wouldn't make it. It was instinctive, noone survives a gunshot, right? BGut he tried to put his more than basic medical abilities to an use. "Look at me" He slapped Zhirkov, who was breathing heavily and looking down at the injury. "Now, now, keep looking at me, ok, at my face!" Zhirkov did so, not that he could do much else. "Let me see..." It was an irregular hole, a bit bigger than a bullet, it was bleeding horribly and the contour was half burnt. He found no exit hole. "Holy christ, you still got it inside..." Ray didn't know what to do, but the hole was filled with blood and there was no way to see anything, as it came out at regular spasms. "Do you have water, or liquor, or some liquid???" He asked Michael.
He looked at himself and realised it was Zirkhov's blood that had reached him. It was somehow natural: he was 2 feet away from the man, between him and the gun, although, of course, aside. Instinctively, he cleaned the blood around his mouth with his tongue. his first clear thought was It tastes good. Immediately, he tried to pull that thought away from him, and rushed for the man. The scene looked like a single-sex version of La Pietà by Michelangelo.
"Oh God! Are you ok? Of course not, hoe.. idiotic! Come on, you'll be ok, we're gonna get out and we'll go to a hospital, I know a hospital, they'll cure! Now, come on, resist!" Ray's mind was as chaotic as his babbling. He knew Zhirkov wouldn't make it. It was instinctive, noone survives a gunshot, right? BGut he tried to put his more than basic medical abilities to an use. "Look at me" He slapped Zhirkov, who was breathing heavily and looking down at the injury. "Now, now, keep looking at me, ok, at my face!" Zhirkov did so, not that he could do much else. "Let me see..." It was an irregular hole, a bit bigger than a bullet, it was bleeding horribly and the contour was half burnt. He found no exit hole. "Holy christ, you still got it inside..." Ray didn't know what to do, but the hole was filled with blood and there was no way to see anything, as it came out at regular spasms. "Do you have water, or liquor, or some liquid???" He asked Michael.
Radio Noer
The Devourer
Geoffrey and the two men surfaced, it was only sunset but it was still blindingly bright out after being underground for so long. Geoffrey looked around to get his bearings and started to head towards the police station. After all, they should have more answers than just about anybody else he thought. Geoffrey and the men walked along silently, the city seemed eerily quiet. They reached the police station and Geoffrey pounded on the door.
"Open up, we need to find out what's going wrong in Core!" he shouted, trying to get a response.
"Open up, we need to find out what's going wrong in Core!" he shouted, trying to get a response.
Mickzter97
The One and Only
"He needs to die!"
Terrance888
Discord Reigns
Silv raised an eyebrow.
"Sure... as a guest."
"Sure... as a guest."
JohannaK
Heroically Clueless
"But why? It's against any... THING I can think of! No feelings, no philosophies, no instincts!" Ray was desperate. He wanted to save that man, even with no idea of how to do it.
Optical
The Fall of the Eleventh
Damn.
"Wait! Don't use that!"
A frantic search.
"I have something I can give you. Just wait... Ah, here. Nate found it."
A cowbell hurts when it hits you square on the forehead.
"Wait! Don't use that!"
A frantic search.
"I have something I can give you. Just wait... Ah, here. Nate found it."
A cowbell hurts when it hits you square on the forehead.
Mickzter97
The One and Only
"Because he is Russian Mafia, and they want me dead as well as the whole city...the Mafia turned on the defenses"
JohannaK
Heroically Clueless
Ray was shocked, undecided. He was holding a dying man in his arms, and the man who shoot him 5 feet away, still holding the smoking gun in his hand. As time passed, Zhirkov lost more blood, and even spat some drops. He pointed somewhere at the level of his armpit, before the right part of his chest. But Ray didn't see it. He was crying, his eyes were filled with tears, up to the point were he couldn't see anything. His face contracted into an odd grin, as he emitted a low, grave groan. It was nonsense, how could men kill other men like that, in that situation?! They were facing Death itself in the form of flying metal! How could these people wish for each other's doom? He cried for long, he put his face down to Zhirkov's lap, and moved it up and down repeatedly. Then, he said one word:
"WHY?" It was a long, deep, profound word. loud, it sounded everywhere. Ray himself thought it could have been heard by the whole city. "WHY DID YOU HAVE TO?" Ray mourned the death of a man he didn't even know, but that was the first man he ever saw die. In his hands, no less, and as slowly as possible. "YOU DON'T KNOW!!!"
OOC: CivO, what is Zhirkov carrying under his suit?
"WHY?" It was a long, deep, profound word. loud, it sounded everywhere. Ray himself thought it could have been heard by the whole city. "WHY DID YOU HAVE TO?" Ray mourned the death of a man he didn't even know, but that was the first man he ever saw die. In his hands, no less, and as slowly as possible. "YOU DON'T KNOW!!!"
OOC: CivO, what is Zhirkov carrying under his suit?
Mickzter97
The One and Only
"I know more than you can possibly imagine...and one day you will find out these things Ray, but no is not the time or place...Jose needs to come here."
He looked at Zirkhov and started crying, thinking of his brother.
He looked at Zirkhov and started crying, thinking of his brother.
SamSniped
DJ Goodboye
"A couple days ago," I begin, "The man I just killed entered my house and killed my parents. I have been tracking him and ended up here. Do you have any idea who he is, why he came here, and/or why he killed my parents?"
JohannaK
Heroically Clueless
Ray didn't listen. He couldn't listen. Ray was thinking of his mother, on how she died, on how they find her, to be more accurate and... he could but cry over Zhirkov. He was thinking on how he heard her mother was dead, on how of course he had done nothing and could do nothing to save her. He couldn't see another man die. Not that way. He took off his clothes and tried to improvise some kind of very ineffective bandage, while the man still gestured towards his right chest. He ripped his shirt to wide and long bands, tied the ends as he best could and tried to bandage Zhirkov, putting as much pressure as possible on the gunshot.
"All will be okay! It will all be okay!"
"I'm dead, you fool." Muttered Zhirkov between two spats of blood, each time more intense, possibly his last words, although he would still live some more minutes. His hand now laid still over his chest, his finger feebly going up and down.
"All will be okay! It will all be okay!"
"I'm dead, you fool." Muttered Zhirkov between two spats of blood, each time more intense, possibly his last words, although he would still live some more minutes. His hand now laid still over his chest, his finger feebly going up and down.
Mickzter97
The One and Only
Psychosis - "It's okay Mike, it happens all the time..."
Amnesia - "NO! NOT THIS WAY! He is suffering...Joseph wouldn't of wanted it this way"
Schizo - "He's right, we need to-"
Psychosis - "Joseph is dead! There is nothing you can do!"
Amnesia - "F*** You!"
Joseph immediately went to Zirkhov and took out some tablet.
"Here, have this. I'm so sorry! It wasn't me...I never meant to do that...please forgive Zirkhov and Ray...please."
Amnesia - "NO! NOT THIS WAY! He is suffering...Joseph wouldn't of wanted it this way"
Schizo - "He's right, we need to-"
Psychosis - "Joseph is dead! There is nothing you can do!"
Amnesia - "F*** You!"
Joseph immediately went to Zirkhov and took out some tablet.
"Here, have this. I'm so sorry! It wasn't me...I never meant to do that...please forgive Zirkhov and Ray...please."
JohannaK
Heroically Clueless
"What is.. that?" Ray muttered between sobs, grabbing Zhirkov's body and still trying to bandage it, all while crying as he had never cried before.
Mickzter97
The One and Only
"It is Myprodol, a pain-killer...it's...all I have...I think there is a medical kit somewhere.."
Whilst all this was going on, a song popped into his head, reminding him of this moment...
Link to video.
Whilst all this was going on, a song popped into his head, reminding him of this moment...
Link to video.
JohannaK
Heroically Clueless
"You gotta find it! Where's the water? He won't swallow the pill with all this blood!" Ray was somehow calmed. Tears still ran down over his cheeks, but he now seemed in a hurry. Zhirkov was too weak to move much, and Ray tried to make him swallow the pill, although his mouth was filled with blood. Ray turned Zhirkov's head to the side, and maybe now Zhirkov could swallow it. "The water I say!"
Mickzter97
The One and Only
Michael started to feel dizzy...and had a massive headache.
"I...I..I don't know...help me...please"
Michael collapsed to the floor, and lay there, unconscious.
"I...I..I don't know...help me...please"
Michael collapsed to the floor, and lay there, unconscious.
